VI:
"…"
"Claire?"
"…"
Serah moved to have a closer look at Lightning, who was holding her head.
"Headache?" she asked, removing Lightning's hand manually.
Lightning shook her head. "It's fine."
Serah gasped when she felt her older sister's forehead. "You've got a fever! It's really bad, too! You have to lie down, right now!" she commanded.
Lightning frowned, intensifying the pulsating pain in her head. "I told you; it's fine."
"I know, but you lied" Serah seized Lightning's hand and lead her to her bedroom, demanding that she rest.
Lightning groaned but did as she was told.
"Now you stay there and I'll get you something to help the pain."
"But… Serah…"
"Please, Claire? I want to take care of you for once. Don't force yourself…" Serah said gently, caressing her burning forehead. Lightning relaxed a little and turned on her side, closing her eyes.
Serah smiled in triumph and left the room.
As soon as she did, Lightning pulled the sheets over her head to block all of the light out. She should've just sucked it up and gotten on with her day… but damn did it hurt…
Serah rummaged through the cupboards, searching for some sort of pain reliever. At this stage, she'd have to go to the drug store, but that meant leaving Lightning alone, and knowing her older sister, she'd just get up and start working again at the first sign of being alone.
That was Lightning.
Lightning… She never told Serah why she had chosen that name in particular. It didn't matter though, right…?
She sighed, finding nothing at all. How was she supposed to help Lightning when she didn't know what to do? She'd always had someone looking after her. If it wasn't her father, it was her mother, and if it wasn't her mother, it was Claire. Lightning, Serah corrected herself. She found herself smiling, but it quickly faded.
She hastily thought of something, hauling a small pot onto the stove and filling it with water. She remembered watching Lightning as she prepared soup for their mother. She gathered some vegetables from the refrigerator and placed them in the near-boiling water carefully.
She watched it as it cooked for a while, then took it off the heat and strained it into a bowl. She tasted a little, just to make sure Lightning wouldn't spit it out as soon as she tasted it and smiled in victory.
Lightning heard Serah enter, and pushed the sheets down so she could see.
"What've you got there…?" she mumbled.
"Uh… soup… This used to make mom feel a lot better, remember?"
Lightning nodded.
She gladly accepted the hot bowl and sat up.
"I'm feeling better" she lied, spooning some soup into her mouth.
Serah frowned.
"No you're not. Liar."
Lightning smiled. Serah knew her too well; too well to even bother lying.
"When you're done that, I want you to sleep, okay?"
Lightning groaned. "But… I have work…"
"No working until you feel better- and don't tell me you do again!"
Serah smiled, feeling the power. She'd never really gotten the chance to tell Lightning what to do, or boss her around. But that was probably because she was the younger sister.
When Lightning had eaten all she could, Serah took the bowl, closed the door, and left Lightning to rest.
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As requested.
Serah takes charge when Lightning's not feeling well :3
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