Everyone awoke to the smell of bacon sizzling and pastries baking. It was sunday morning in the Kinomoto household and- apparently, they wouldn't know 'cause they were all unconscious- Yue had convinced his grandmother to allow him to cook breakfast for everyone. The food smelled just as heavenely as it's creator was- that's what Clow was thinking in the back of Eli's mind anyway- and Keroberos was in his full form drooling over the meal about to be placed in front of him by his "personal" chef.
"Oh, pity your awake." Came the snide voice of Jade from behind them. Her husband Nathaniel was obviously not surprised in the least and glad to be back on his wife's good-side. Yue chose that moment to melt away the tension by bringing in a plate of deliscious looking food."You can stop wearing holes in the carpet Keroberos, your breakfast is served." Stated Yue dryly as said leon-guardian was at the table and seated in record time. Yue sighed tiredly before colapsing into a near-bye Eli (Clow) was the first to ask the problem."Yue, your not feeling well?" It was really more of a statement than a question, this everyone new without a doubt."Well after the incident with *yawn* the rolling pins I was rather worried and couldn't sleep for fear my healing capabilities might be needed *yawn*while I was sleeping. If that happened and I was too late for some reason I'd *yawn* never forgive my...self." Yue slurred sleepily.
"Never do that again! Your not just some random construct! Can't you see that your more than that you arogant, headache inducing, sweet, gentle, angelic ." Clow had taken over and started rambling as he shook Yue's shoulders mercillesly not even relizing the guardian's shocked features losing their life as the moon-being fell into a deep slumber.
"Ah, son? Clow? Clow! CLOW ERIOL REED!" His fathered screamed. This snapped the incarnation from his stupor long enough to cause him to look down at the being in his arms. He looked on face filled with shock."He's actualy worried himself sick!"
Eli whispered as he regained control from his past life. And it was true. The angel's- HIS angel- face was tinted a pale red,
dark pink from fever. His breathing was labored and coming in short gasps. His parnts didn't know what to think when their son started crying.
Sorry it's so short. My computer crashed and I'm only alloted so much tim on my parents. REVIEW! And remember well young grasshopper, "Hell hath no fury like a omen scorned!"