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Today is my birthday (17th September) and I had decided to update as much of my Fan Fiction during this week! XD

Disclaimer: I do not own Kaichou wa Maid Sama.

The following day, the day of the exams, were simple. She didn't even know why she even bothered to study, even if the test would support their future career. Honestly, when she started walking home, she felt pleased with herself.

But even so, good things can't be cherished for long. She started to have a minor headache, which she dismissed but when she opened the door to her home, her headache escalated and it hurt as much as someone whacking her head with a hammer.

Not able to bear the pain, she tried her best to get up the stairs to her room, but collapsed half way through.

Since Takumi has a house key, from the trust of Minako, Misaki's mother, he entered the house only a few minutes after Misaki fainted.

"Misa-chan~" he called out. He looked around and stared at the stairs.

"Misaki?" and then he rushed to the stairs.

He put his hand to her forehead, then sighed. She always made herself that way. He lifted her up, bridal style (duh. It could've been piggy back but… meh.) Putting her on her bed, he quickly got a wet towel and put it over her head. Then he remembered the game.

This time, we can play properly. If we were brother and sister, he thought, snickering to himself.

He thought it as a good chance to take care of her really well, since she was sick. It wouldn't be a problem since Misaki's family were on a week's holiday to give her some space and time. Of course, this would mean that Takumi had to take care of her, from his future mother-in-law's orders, thus the house key.

He went to prepare some food from whatever was in the fridge. There were eggs and some other side dishes so it was decided: omu-rice.

"Mmm." Misaki finally woke up. She slowly sat up, as the towel slipped off her forehead. She was pretty sure that she was making her way up the stairs and she was definitely sure that she did not put a wet towel on her own forehead. The only other person is… Takumi.

"You awake?" asked Takumi, as he came into the room with a plate of omu-rice.

"Ye-yeah," she replied, not bothered to argue with him about how he managed to get into the house or anything. He sat down on her bed and put his head on her head. She blushed furiously not able to control any emotion because of her headache. Takumi smiled at her.

"You fever has gone down. I made some omu-rice for you," he said.

"Oh. Thanks," she said accepting the plate. As she ate Takumi continued to speak.

"We're going to play If we were right now. It's gonna be brother and sister. I'm going to be your elder brother so call me onii-san," he teased.

"Wha-?" Play now? What was he thinking? It really wasn't much use. She couldn't exactly move and it's not like she was going anywhere. She reluctantly agreed. She'd done it before when she was at Maid Café. He took the plate of food from her.

"Say, 'Onii-san, feed me,'" he said like he was some 5 year old girl.

"Ha?" Just as she was going to protest, her stomach grumbled. Embarrassed she sighed and took a big breath to prepare herself for what she was going to say.

"O-onii-san… fe-feed me," she mumbled.

"Hai," he chuckled. He secretly wished that she would always be sick so he could take care of her all the time. He shoved the spoon of rice in her mouth gently as he watched her chew. It was probably an hour or so until she actually finished the dish.

"So what to do now…" Takumi looked at Misaki. There wasn't that much to do besides taking care of Misaki. He flipped open his phone and dialled in Suzuna's number. In a minute of waiting, she picked up.

"Hello?"

"This is your future brother-in-law speaking," whispered Takumi as he noticed that Misaki had fallen asleep.

"Oh. Hello, future brother-in-law. Is there something you need?" she asked.

"What does Misaki like to eat and what helps her when she's… really tired or sick?" asks Takumi. Since she was her sister, it was most likely that she would know much more about Misaki than he would.

"Eh? Is Onee-chan sick? She doesn't really get sick that much but give her some food to eat and make sure she stays in bed," says Suzuna, "you're a doctor right? So do what a doctor does."

"Hai. Thankyou future younger sister-in-law," says Takumi. They end the call and Takumi once again looks at the sleeping face of Misaki. It didn't seem like she would wake up until later. He would wake her up before dinner.

There wasn't much in the fridge so he had to go on a shopping trip. He probably had to do it as soon as possible or he would get mobbed by girls and delay his shopping. He set off and went to the nearest supermarket.

He listed off all the Japanese foods that would help with a sick body during the course when he was doing an advanced and boosted doctor's course.

For Miso Soup he needed to buy green onions, the congee needed chicken, ginger and leeks and for ramen he decided to buy the best brand quality ramen cup since it would be too much of a hassle to make his own ramen.

As soon as he walked up the counter, many girls and women offered to buy things for them and when they asked why he bought so much he replied, "My future wife is sick and I'm buying this for her to eat."

Instantly the girls were either put off that he had a 'future' wife or they pursued him more. Once he managed to step out of the shop he quickly made a run for it and easily made his followers dumb founded by his quick techniques.

When he arrived back at Misaki's home, it was about late afternoon. Luckily she just woke up.

"Ugh," groaned Misaki. She was sweaty from sleeping in the bed.

"Ah, sister, since you're awake, do you want to go take a shower? I'm cooking dinner," he said.

"Just promise you won't peek," she said and gathered her clean clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Takumi started to heat up water and started to make the congee and a few minutes later started to make the miso soup. When both were ready, at the same time, he put the lid on to keep it warm and then put the ramen in the microwave. Soon enough, Misaki finished taking a shower and Takumi helped her get to the table, in case she fell down the stairs.

"I couldn't make you my special ramen because by the time I would get back here, you would've been starving," said Takumi, saying as if he should've been pitied or thanked, "so cup ramen will have to do okay?"

"Okay... Onii-san… You really didn't have to, you know," replied Misaki, sighing, not bothering to fight or anything since she was deprived from energy.

"But I want my sister to understand that her older brother is capable of taking care of her and loves her very much," says Takumi in a loving tone. Misaki just groans in annoyance and stares at the food laid in front of her.

"Is this Miso soup?" she said. It really did look nice and along with the congee. The soup was easy to swallow and the congee too. The chicken was tender so it required less effort to chew and the ginger gave it enough flavour that her cold couldn't cancel it out. The ramen was normal as ever, but having hot steaming noodles to eat had a good feeling and sensation to it.

"That was good," she said, stretching and yawning. It wasn't that late but she still decided to sleep early.

"Here's some medicine too. Take it before you sleep," he said handing a packet of tablets to her.

"Thankyou. I'll take it now."

"Do you need me to carry you up the stairs?" asked Takumi.

"NO." She went up the stairs slowly and went to brush her teeth. He went up the stairs to check up on her and just as she stepped out of the bathroom, she slumped and he quickly leapt forward to catch her.

At first he thought she fainted but instead, she fell asleep. He chuckled to himself and carried her to her bedroom and decided to call it for the day of 'If we were.'

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