So lately I've been feeling...well...blech and I know I should be working on requests but this cute idea came to mind and I decided to just write it so you guys can have another chapter to go 'aw' for.

26) Sick Day

Black-Star let out another, painful, sneeze. He reached for a tissue and blew his running noise, loudly. The star took in a breath and started coughing. He was not having a good day.

"Black-Star." Tsubaki said through a small crack in his door. "Are you feeling any better?" The girl was answered by another fit of coughing. "Sorry that I can't go in there, but I don't want to risk getting what you have." She apologized and walked away from the assassin's room.

Black-Star let out a groan and flipped over in his bed, hating that he couldn't breathe properly nor move like he wanted to. He let out a clogged sighed and blew his nose again into a new tissue, tossing it into a pile of other used ones on the floor. A filled wasted basket not able to take anymore tissues. The star closed his eyes in an attempt to sleep, he was close to drifting off when he heard his door open and someone enter. Who was willing to risk getting sick to go into his room?

"You look horrible."

"Kiddo?" Black-Star asked with a sniff.

"Who else would it be?" The young shinigami stated as he set down a tray on a small desk.

"Why are you in here? Aren't you worried about being sick?"

"I'm a shinigami, I don't get sick." Kid said.

"Isn't OCD a disease?"

"It's a disorder and there is nothing wrong with wanting things to look nice and neat." The paler boy poured medicine into a spoon and walked over to the star. "Here."

"I'm not taking that." Black-Star said and turned his head away.

"Don't act like a child and just take the medicine!" Kid snapped and tried to put the spoon into the assassin's mouth, but the boy kept moving his head away and kept his mouth shut. "Black-Star." After another failed attempt Kid sighed in annoyance. "Either you take this willingly or I will force you to." Kid threatened.

"How are you going to make me?" Black-Star asked with a challenge in his voice. The reaper raised an eyebrow then put the spoon into his own mouth. "What are you-" The star was cut off by Kid pressing their lips together. Black-Star's cheeks flushed lightly from shock as the kiss got more intense, but before the star could fully enjoy himself Kid pulled away. "What..."

"I warned you." Kid stated and went back over to the tray, grabbing a small jar.

"How come you never kiss me like that when I'm not sick?" The star asked.

"It'll never happen again if you don't wipe that smirk off your face." Kid said as he sat down on the edge of the star's bed and opened the jar.

"What's that stuff?" Black-Star asked.

"Vapor Rub." The young shinigami stated and unbuttoned the top of the assassin's shirt.

"I should be sick more often." Black-Star chuckled.

"Shut up." Kid said. He put some of the Vapor Rub on his hand and started to spread it on the star's chest.

"It's cold." Black-Star complained.

"Don't be suck a baby, it'll help you breath." The young shinigami stated and continued rubbing the other boy.

"Why do I feel tired?" The star asked with a yawn several minutes later while Kid was putting the jar back on the tray.

"It's the medicine, it's..." Kid held back a yawn. "kicking in." The shinigami walked back over to Black-Star. "It's really strong..." This time Kid couldn't hold back his yawn. "Stein made it..." Kid noticed that Black-Star had already dozed off. Kid let out a small laugh at how defenseless the star looked and how soft and comfortable the bed looked as well. "A quick nap won't hurt anyone." Kid said to himself and crawled into the bed. He pressed his back against Black-Star's and before he could even think twice about what he was doing, he was out and asleep.

Sorry it's short, but I just wanted to write this before I died again. I'm totally a Black-Star when it comes to liquid medicine, I will not take that stuff! It's a bunch of nasty!

Till next chapter...I love all of you!