When Kyou was feeling better he did /not/ have a peaceful arousal. Then again it wasn't every day that a kitten tried to shove its face up your nose while drooling obsessively. It really... really made him feel the need to move from his nice little warm spot and into the shower. But first he needed to figure out how to move his arm so he could unplug his nostril. He sighed, regretting it almost instantly because the kitten had some how managed to cover his mouth and was currently trying to shove its paws up his last breathing hole.
There was a laugh from his side as he finally attempted to pull the kid off of his face and breath again. Red eyes shot a glare at an amused ox who had the look of someone who had just woken up.
"Mention this to anyone and you'll understand how 'fist' can be used as a verb."
Hatsuharu shook his head and only gave the softest smile Kyou had seen in his life. A blush formed over his cheeks when his cousin only replied with, "I'm just glad to see you awake and feeling better."
The cat turned his attention away and relocated it to the tiny thing that was currently digging non-existent claws into his hand while playing with his fingers, obviously said claws had been trimmed. The little black puff of fur had an egg shaped belly, a telltale sign that he was being well fed, and it seemed that the talkative little brat was filled with new words that he could only associate with Tohru and Haru having. Man, that was a really weird combination giving the kitten a very unique accent, it was like... well, it was threateningly polite.
Pale fingers reached out and ran through orange locks, a large palm resting over his forehead, "You're still a bit warm, did you want to get some more rest?"
Kyou adjusted in his blankets, this kindness was setting him on edge. It was completely unfamiliar territory, it didn't help that all of the two toned youth's actions were out of the blue. He knew that Hatsuharu wasn't a switch hitter, sure he had Black but at least you could tell when the darker side of the young man's personality would be coming out. There was always some sort of warning, a prolonged silence, a particular twitch... you could always tell, or at least that's what he believed.
When he had moved he noticed something, his cheeks burning red as he turned his attention away from the one next to him. "Haru... why am I naked?"
The ox pulled back, his cheeks decorated with a pink hue as he got up to find some clothes. He found that he had to clear his throat before he could actually say anything, "Ah, ahem, that... well you kept on changing from cat to human so many times that I ended up giving up on dressing you so... yeah..."
"I see," Kyou managed to pull himself up into a sitting position, giving a disgruntled grunt as his bones popped. He reminded himself of a bunch of packing sheets being stepped on when he attempted to stretch, "Geez," he hissed. "How long was I out?"
"Nearly a week," a change of clothes were draped over his head. "Hatori-nii said that it was best that you slept through it all so he added some codeine to your medication."
"A FUCKING WEEK!"
"If you didn't run off like you did then you would have never gotten that bad in the first place! What the hell where you thinking anyway!" Haru turned away from his cousin, that was still pissing him off. Not the fact that Kyou had left but the fact that he had let him leave in the first place. He was angry with himself, frustrated that he couldn't prevent the cat from going through any more pain, that he actually caused some of the pain. It… ate at him.
The redhead became silent as he pulled on his shirt. He could have just snapped back, yelled some excuse except he didn't like lying to Haru. He never did, never will. Besides he didn't want to answer something that was nearly impossible to explain, especially to someone that most likely wouldn't understand. He knew Haru wasn't dumb, it just was… complicated. Taking the kitten, he placed the little black fuzz ball on his shoulder as he stood up, his back to his cousin as he slipped on his underwear and pants.
"Look, Kyou, I know you're hurting and..."
"It doesn't matter," the cat moved to the door to his room, the feeling of walking again after so long settled an odd feeling in his body. He could feel the gray eyed gaze on his back as he grabbed the door knob, he paused a thick quiet in the room. What was he supposed to say? He had loved Tohru, loved her more than life itself and he had told her that he would giver her his full support not matter who she chose and yet... here he was, acting like a wounded, spoiled, brat. He wouldn't talk to her, look at her, hell he really didn't care if he was going to die or not. His love for here though was nearly as strong as what he hand for… He looked down at his hand holding the door knob, like he said… it didn't matter. What ever the cat felt it didn't' matter because the cat was worthless. Everyone made sure he understood that, especially that damn horse and rat. After loosing Tohru he thought that everything was gone again but then, he found the bag of broken and beaten kittens and the only one that survived the horrors that he didn't even want to imagine.
Red orbs glanced over to the kitten on his shoulder, wide baby blue eyes slowly turning into a brilliant green. He reached up a hand to steady the wiggly creature...
"Haru..." He finally spoke up looking over his shoulder and giving a smile, "Thanks."
And he left the room with all intentions of nice shower, or bath, which ever. That left a red teen behind. Hatsuharu had no idea why Kyou's smile had such an effect on him, maybe it was him actually saying words of gratitude towards him, then again it could have been both. Either way it set a lump in his throat that he had to swallow down, the sound of the gulp loud in his own ears. He looked down to rumpled futon and blankets on the floor, his face heating up more as he remembered each time he had to wake the cat up for the medication. It was like clock work now that he thought about it, each time happening like the first... but it was the first time that really stood out amongst his memories.
-He shook the slumbering cat that protested on not wanting to wake up.
"Come on Kyou, wake up, you need to take your medicine or you'll never get better," his voice was low in the dark room.
He just got a grunt and a groan and a weak attempt to swipe at his face before the redhead curled up in a fit of violent coughs. The ox reached over with a tissue and held it in front of a mouth preventing the spread of germs and catching dry lung infection that was finally breaking up. He threw away the tissue as the panting young man only watched him, a sliver of deep red locked on him.
"Sorry," Kyou said again as his breath came in deep rasps.
"Make up for it by taking your medicine. Sit up."
He tried, he really did, pushing himself up on all fours, his arms shaking in his weakened state. With the last of his strength he managed to sit back on his legs, his head falling back so his gaze was on the ceiling. Hatsuharu had to push away the thoughts of how beautifully erotic Kyou looked at that moment. Orange hair tossed about, sweat tinting his naturally tanned skin with a delicious shine, his shirt open with only the night's natural light for illumination.
The elder of the two started to slump to the side causing the two toned cousin to catch him, their bodies instinctively pressed together for stability. In the end Kyou wound up on Haru's lap to that the thick liquid medication. At first he couldn't take it, he coughed it up before he could swallow much. This really worried the younger, if the medication couldn't be taken then... He wouldn't think about it, there had to be away... He thought for a moment before it hit him, he had heard about the swallow reflex in biology class once. Taking some of the medication into his own mouth he winced trying not to gag on the strong stuff himself.
Pulling Kyou close he placed a firm hand on the back of the cat's head, his fingers naturally entangling in the short orange locks as he pressed their lips together. With a little effort he got the cat to open his mouth and shoved his tongue back to a spot of the other's mouth where with a small press the other instinctively swallowed as he slowly fed the liquid. After he made sure it was all swallowed he realized that the other was clinging onto him, hands clasping his shirt as he had unnecessarily pressed their bodies tightly together. He tried to restrain himself but he couldn't help but swipe his tongue over the other's that slid against him willingly.
When he pulled away a hand slid from his shoulder to his face, halting before it actually came in contact. So much pain in those red eyes as Kyou whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He nearly chanted it before falling asleep once again.-
After that he had found himself giving the cat his medicine through their mouths each time turning it into a kiss and almost every time Kyou had apologized. And each time he would watch him afterwards, trying to figure out why he would do that. Why would someone so strong act so broken? It actually hurt, he never thought that his cousin could be like that. He didn't like it, he liked the strong Kyou, the Kyou that shouted, yelled and gave feral grins. The one that apologized though, only set a sickening feeling deep inside that welled up unknown feelings. Emotions he couldn't identify, it was a part of him he couldn't...
"You're still here?" Kyou's tired reply was. He knew he hadn't fully recovered, but at least moving around now meant that he was doing a hell of a lot better than just sleeping through everything. That reminded him, "Haru?"
"Hn?"
"Um... how... did I take medication if I was out that long?" Yeah, that question had been bothering him since the shower, and his little cat friend didn't know enough words to explain what he'd seen but he did know enough to be hyper and make absolutely no sense.
The ox's eyes narrowed a bit, he didn't know why but he didn't like the idea of administering the medication any other way. He turned his attention to the brown bottle on the desk, reaching over and fingering the child-proof cap.
"It is about time for another dose," he grabbed the bottle, took off the cap and emptied some into his mouth.
"O-OI!" Kyou reached forward, eyes wide, "Don't take medication that's not yours it could really mess you u-!"
Before he could finish there were lips on his, his eyes were wide as his mouth was opened and a tongue coated in bitter-sweet medication slipped into the warm cavern of flesh. That one spot on the back of his tongue was pressed and he instinctively swallowed. The back of his head was grabbed as a strong hand gripped his hip pulling him close. All of the other 'administrations' flooding back to him as he gripped the shirt that Haru wore.
To Be Continued...