Summary: A sickness traveling around Enies Lobby infects most of CP9. Jyabura is left to take care of Kaku. (JyaKaku)
I do not own One Piece. D:
Kaku woke up late the next morning and groaned as the sun hit his eyes. He felt much better than the day before. The nausea had passed, but his throat was still sore, along with the rest of his body, and his limbs felt like lead. Kaku let out another groan and got out of bed, testing the cool floor for a second before dragging himself to the bathroom.
Jyabura woke to Kaku's shuffling and grumbled, not used to being woken up by something else. He growled and shifted before coming fully awake.
"Jeez, kid, can you get any louder?" He sat up violently and let out a pained grumble. His head was just pounding, and the sudden movement hadn't helped. Kaku peeked out at him, toothbrush sticking out of his mouth with a brush running through his hair, a confused expression on his face. Jyabura stared for a moment, not making a single movement, though his cheeks were tinged pink. "Gah, whatever. Nevermind. I'll just go to my own room and get ready…" He got dressed, missing Kaku's lingering stare, and hobbled out the door.
Jyabura was so busy dwelling on that image of Kaku that he didn't see Lucci walking towards the door. They fell in a rather ungainly heap, Jyabura spluttering indignantly while Lucci simply glared with enough force and sheer killing intent to take out a battalion of battle-hardened warriors.
"Goddammit Lucci! Watch where you're going!" Jyabura yelled, trying to get up.
"Get. Off. Me." Jyabura was already leaping off of him by the time Lucci had finished wrenching out those words with about as much patience and good-feeling as someone wrenching off their own fingernails.
Jyabura growled and glared. Lucci looked from him to Kaku's door and back, quickly putting things together in his mind, albeit incorrectly.
"Really Jyabura? This is somewhat unexpected. Grave-robbing perhaps a little less so, but cradle-robbing? Isn't the boy a bit young for you?" Jyabura growled, but his headache prevented any real comeback from coming to mind. Instead, what came out was more of a half-assed cop out.
"Stupid pussycat," and with that Jyabura turned heel and left.
Jyabura's head was still bothering him as he made his way to the kitchens. He'd gone to his standard issue room and gotten cleaned up and dressed in new clothes, washing his face and everything, but he still felt off. He had decided some food might help him, but the closer he got to the kitchens, the more he doubted it.
The rest of CP9 were all gathered there, save Spandam who ate in an executive mess hall somewhere else. Jyabura sat down, feeling queasier by the second. He mostly looked at the table, except once to glare at Lucci as he came in, and only answered people's inquiries in low grunts. It wasn't until Kalifa brought out her breakfast that Jyabura knew this wasn't a good idea. His face paled and his hand clamped over his mouth. The action nearly knocked over his green tea which was quickly saved by his free hand and relocated farther away. Lucci merely looked up and smirked maliciously.
"What's the matter, mutt? Feeling sick? Why don't you go into your training room and chew grass like the rest of your dumb species?" Lucci said, feeling particularly vicious since their collision earlier that morning. Jyabura sent a look that would have curdled milk towards the smug looking man.
"At least I head outside and don't puke all over the carpet like a retard, monster-cat." Lucci's eyes narrowed and he set down his cup. He was about to get up when Kaku came in, hands up and face worried.
"Hey, hey! Calm down, please! Jyabura if you are feeling ill then don't work yourself up." Jyabura turned to look at the still pale face of the younger man. That sight, combined with his nausea, convinced him to leave without a brawl. As he turned to go, he 'accidently' hits the table hard enough to send Lucci's coffee spilling all over his crotch. The other man gave out a horrific mix between a growl and scream of pain.
"Oh, sorry about that. Better go and rest up." Jyabura said, and with that he walked away. Kaku sighed and followed him out, hurrying out of the room before Lucci could finish transforming. He caught up with Jyabura and walked with him, fixing him with a steady glare.
"…. What?"