Chapter 8

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*A symptom of measles is extreme photosensitivity; it's pretty much where light bothers the eye. It kinda sucks.

*Another symptom is a dull aching throughout the entire body. It kinda sucks as well.

Uryu woke up on top of Ichigo. He felt woozy and his head hurt. He remembered waking up in the middle of the night with Ichigo, who gave him some pills that made his headache go away, and they also made him sleepy, and rather… 'horny.' Ichigo helped take care of it but it was extremely embarrassing. It must've been some of the chemicals in the pills gave that effect. He sneezed into his elbow loudly, waking Ichigo up. "Sorry…" Uryu got off Ichigo and blew his nose in a Kleenex. Isshin and Yuzu were thorough in making sure that they dropped off anything that would be helpful.

Ichigo felt the light from the open curtain bugging his eyes. He made the curtains open only a crack and smiled, it was much better even though he liked the way the light reflected off Uryu's pale skin. He looked over to his boyfriend, who was knocking back an entire bottle of water. He was thirsty because he was sweating all night; Ichigo was so warm…

"Morning…" Ichigo put his hand to his forehead. "Can you pass me the Advil…?" He groaned.

Uryu tossed him the small red bottle and pushed his glasses up his runny nose. He grabbed a Kleenex and blew his nose again. He scratched the back of his neck to feel a rash developing there, he frowned; this was shitty…

"What's wrong babe?" Ichigo asked. Uryu pointed to the back of his neck, Ichigo lifted the hair on the back of Uryu's neck to see a reddish pink rash developing there. "Wow… Does it itch at all?"

"Nope… It's just really weird like-…" He trailed off when he felt Ichigo hugging him from behind, his arms around his boyfriend's waist. He put his fingers where Ichigo's hands met at his bellybutton, and they stayed like that for a long time, Ichigo swayed from side to side as if they were dancing to no music. He buried his nose into the silky black hair in front of him, a few inches shorter than he was. Uryu felt a little dizzy when Ichigo let him go. "What should we do?" Uryu asked, bored.

"I dunno…" Ichigo said, swishing his mouse on the desk to get the screen of his computer to turn on. He flinched at the sudden brightness so he turned the amount of light that the screen emitted. He let his eyes relax, Uryu sat in his lap, and they saw that most of his friends were online, and on facebook. Ichigo frowned, they were all messaging him at the same time, and it felt like he was being bombed with everyone asking him about why they left the party early. He chain messaged them that Uryu and he got the measles, and they had to stay inside for like, a week. They all messaged back the same thing: :(. Ichigo and Uryu felt loved.

He also received a friend request from Shuhei; he accepted it even though Ichigo suspected the tattooed male got his boyfriend high. He seemed nice enough.

"I liked Shuhei. He was nice." Uryu said quietly.

"Yeah, he was alright." Ichigo replied, he was now only messaging Renji, Tatsuki, and Orihime. Chad didn't his computer despite his was an Apple; they were like Windows for people that don't do computers. "What do you think of Renji, though?"

Uryu thought for a bit. "He was nice too… but he isn't all that great at kissing."

"He told me that you were pretty talented at it…" Ichigo said, feeling Uryu's cheeks getting warm.

"Let's not speak of that…"

"Let's." Ichigo said, smiling as he talked. Uryu watched as he typed, he wondered how exactly Ichigo was so fast at typing. *The screen was still slightly glaring even though Ichigo had taken the brightness down next to nothing. He closed his eyes and leaned back into his boyfriend's chest, smiling when he felt Ichigo's heartbeat on the back of his neck. He didn't know how Ichigo wasn't squinting and glaring now, the screen seemed excessively bright to Uryu himself, maybe Ichigo wasn't as sick as him yet…

"Ichigo…" Uryu looked up.

Ichigo yawned out something incoherently.

"Aren't you tired?" He smiled faintly at the orange haired boy.

"Yeah… but these people keep gabbing at me and I can't sleep." Ichigo said. "I was having a hard time staying in bed last night." He yawned again.

"Take this." Uryu held up some sleeping pills. He grabbed another water bottle and tossed it to Ichigo.

"Nah… I will later." He said goodbye to whomever he was talking to and logged off his computer. "I think we should just read or something. You can go to sleep if ya want." Ichigo opened up Hamlet, sat on the bed, and started reading again, he felt all of Shakespeare's characters were quite relatable. He was right at the part where Hamlet was getting all depressed about his father, and understood his grief, reading on and on until he realized that he had been reading for the greater half of two hours. He was on about the 100th page; Uryu was napping with his head on his boyfriend's chest. He looked so cute and at-peace when he was asleep, it looked as if he didn't have a problem in the world. On the other hand, when he was awake, he seemed nervous and jittery. It sometimes actually got on Ichigo's nerves. Ichigo guessed maybe he would let Uryu get high with Shuhei again sometime and then relaxed-sexy-reasonably-high-Uryu would talk, instead of nervous-jittery-not-high-Uryu. Soon, Ichigo realized how horrible his little train of thought had become, so he decided to try and nap at Uryu's side.

Napping was getting difficult. The ginger slept for practically 24 hours straight, he needed some form of physical activity. He tried doing push-ups and crunches, but no matter how much that worked him, he wanted out. Out of this now very stuffy room, to run, breathe… He was going to go nuts if this 'measles' thing didn't go away soon. At least he had Uryu… And then a thought popped in his head. "Hey Ishida…" Ichigo leaned over his boyfriend, and pressed his lips against Uryu's gently, waking the smaller boy up quietly. "I have so mething we can do…" Ichigo said, smiling.

"I'm not having sex with you." Uryu said, turning over onto his belly and putting his head on the pillow instead of Ichigo's lap, where he wanted to be. Ichigo's smile fell.

"B-b-but it's fun, is it not?" Ichigo whined. "Am I really that bad…?" He looked at Uryu with wide eyes.

Uryu huffed dramatically, as if Ichigo was burdening him, and finished Ichigo off with his mouth.

Now Ichigo lay on the bed with a satisfied look on his face, Uryu was cuddling into him; they tossed the covers over each other's body. Uryu giving him a blowjob wasn't exactly what he had in mind, he really just wanted to fuck Uryu, but he was still sated for a while. If he got bored again he could just ask. Uryu was more or less the leader, although he seemed to perfer being the bottom, he just told Ichigo what to do, and that was what happened. So if Uryu didn't want to go, then Ichigo wasn't trying to convince him, because Uryu knew if it was time or not.

He hacked at the same time as Uryu, who then sneezed. His watery eyes seemed to be just balancing the tears inside their lids, threatening to fall out each time he coughed and sneezed. Ichigo felt a sudden tickle in his nose, and sneezed into his elbow.

"Ichigo… are you crying?" Uryu asked, gazing into the pair of eyes across from him.

"No. They're just watery…" He replied, wiping off his cheeks.

"Oh, mine are too." Ishida leaned in to kiss Ichigo, but the other just fell back onto the bed, exhausted. Uryu lied down on top of him and kissed his lips, (it didn't matter if they shared germs, they were both really sick,) before sliding his tongue into Ichigo's mouth and gently sucking on his tongue. He was spontaneous like that.

Now Ichigo is normally very competitive, but he preferred to have Uryu as the dominant one when they did things like this, because he really had no idea how to make it different and interesting like
his boyfriend did every time they had sex. He let Uryu take over the kiss, he was surprisingly forward, and rough, not like the normal Uryu, this was sexy Uryu, the one that Ichigo wanted to see more of, because normal Uryu was all conservative and gentle. He felt Uryu's cheeks blushing against his and smiled, running his hand down his boyfriend's narrow waist.

However, just as soon as Ichigo started getting in the mood Uryu got off him, just like that. He reverted to normal Uryu, as if he had a split personality, he went back to sleep and ignored Ichigo, who was trying to cuddle into him.

Uryu opening the door was what woke up Ichigo. He had all his clothes back on; it looked like he had used hand sanitizer as well. Ichigo carefully did the same, sliding his jeans on and using the hand sanitizer. It stung the cuticle of his thumb, (he had a habit of biting it;) he followed Uryu to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Yes?" Uryu asked through the door.

"What'cha doin'?" He asked creepily, smiling.

"I'm going to take a shower." Uryu said.

"Can I join?" Ichigo asked again.

"…" Ichigo heard the sound of the lock unlocking with a click, "Don't try anything." Uryu opened the door, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Cool." Ichigo walked in to the rather large bathroom.

Here's a quick lesson on Japanese bathrooms. They always shower before taking baths. (Their walls have showerheads, and their floors have drains.) This is to prevent the bath water from getting dirty and gross.

Ichigo turned on the taps and took off his clothes. Uryu, blushing, let his towel fall to the ground; he carefully pushed it to the side so it didn't get wet from water splashing on it. He stepped into the warm water; it felt good on his dull-aching back. He felt Uryu splash him with the water that was on the floor. He smiled and splashed back, after that Uryu stood under the water, and pressed his chest against Ichigo's gently, he felt him hugging his shoulders and smiled, water trickling past his lips and onto the floor. The steam coming from the hot water of the shower was clearing up Uryu's stuffy nose, it felt a lot easier to breathe.

He sneezed quietly into his hands.

"You sneeze kinda cute." Ichigo said.

"I-I'm not sure what you mean… but okay." Uryu looked at him skeptically. Ichigo was such a weirdo… He picked up a bottle of shampoo off the floor and washed his hair, not realizing that he was using Yuzu's shampoo. Ichigo wasn't about to blame him, he was nearly blind without his glasses perched up on his nose; nonetheless it was still funny. Uryu sniffed the air. He looked at Ichigo with a straight face. "I'm using girl shampoo aren't I?"

"Yup." Ichigo nodded, pressing his lips into a straight line.

"You suck, Ichigo." Uryu rinsed the shampoo out of his hair; Ichigo smiled and helped him, combing the fluffy bubbles out of Uryu's hair with his fingers; he figured it was the least he could do after not warning Uryu that he was using shampoo for young girls. When Ichigo was satisfied that all the suds were out of Uryu's hair, he washed his own hair quickly, and then he got a bath ready, because they could use to relax a little.

The tub full, and themselves squeaky-clean, Ichigo and Uryu stepped into the tub. Ichigo even took the time to add an excessive amount of bubbles, so Uryu looked like a sheep from his ribs up. His knees were poking out of the water as well. Ichigo stepped in after him, and they chatted for a while in the hot water, until it got warm, and then slightly chilly. Uryu stood up; bubbles covered some convenient places as he helped Ichigo to stand as well. They used hand sanitizer again and scuttled back to Ichigo's room in their towels. Uryu shivered a little, until he got into a pair of fuzzy pajama pants from Ichigo and hid under the thick blankets. Ichigo did the same, and put his hand to Uryu's forehead, they were both still burning up considerably.

"Hey Ichigo…" Uryu muffled into the pillow.

"Yeah?" He looked down to his new boyfriend, who looked almost dead if it wasn't for his heavy breathing.

"Can you pass me some Tylenol?" He asked quietly.

"Sure." Ichigo said, walking across the room and grabbing some water, along with what he thought was the correct dosage, but was actually the dose for Advil.

Tylenol= 1 pill. Advil= 2 pills.

A few hours later….

Ichigo flicked on his blackberry and was texting his father.

'Dad, how many Tylenol do I give Uryu?' He asked.

'Just 1 every five hours. No more than that.'

Ichigo didn't reply; he was a little scared.

"Uryu?" Ichigo prodded the smaller male with his index finger.

"What's up?" he turned over, his eyes were droopy and he seemed a little 'out of it.' He crawled over to Ichigo's lap and sat in it lazily.

"N-nothing." He replied shortly. He kissed the top of Uryu's head and sighed, he just drugged up a guy, his boyfriend to be precise, perhaps he could take advantage of it. "How are you?" Ichigo asked quietly.

"I-I'm alright…" Uryu moaned, getting comfortable in Ichigo's lap and turning around so he was facing his boyfriend, looking into his eyes. "Can we put on some music?" He questioned.

"Doesn't your head hurt?" Ichigo eyed Uryu suspiciously.

"Those pills fixed it…" He grinded up in Ichigo's lap gently, driving the ginger crazy. He felt Ichigo's hands moving up his waist, running along all of his gentle curves, he gasped and sighed when he felt Ichigo's hands go to his chest, teasing him. "S-stop." He said flatly.

"What's wrong?" Ichigo questioned quietly.

"You gave me too many pills. I know you did." Uryu gave him a dirty look. "Why?" He glared.

"It was an accident." He replied shortly. "I mixed up Tylenol and Advil… I didn't mean to."

Uryu shook his head. "W-whatever… just… b-be more careful n-next t-time." He stuttered out slowly, his head was spinning as he turned away from Ichigo and blew his nose. Ichigo coughed into his shoulder for a long time. "Wow, this kinda sucks." The black haired boy leaned back onto the bed, his head resting on the pillow and his eyes shut. He sneezed four times in a row, his watery eyes started leaking without permission, and the tears kinda just fell out. He blew his nose and tried to relax, he didn't expect to sneeze so his heart was racing and his head hurt.

"Ishida…" Ichigo said timidly, holding his index finger in the air.

"Yeah?" He turned around.

"Your nose is bleeding." Ichigo handed him a few more napkins. Uryu blushed and covered his nose with both his hands; his boyfriend had no clue why he was so embarrassed about a nosebleed, everyone gets them at least some time in life, this wasn't a big deal. He saw Uryu turning to face him.

"C-can you grab me some more tissue please?" He asked; his old one already more or less covered in blood. Ichigo wondered how sneezing got so much blood out of him. He handed him the entire box of Kleenex, not knowing how much Uryu wanted exactly. Uryu sneezed again, and sniffled, then coughed. "I hope that's it." He blew his nose and coughed some more.

"You okay?" Ichigo said, scootching closer to the only other person in the bedroom, wrapping his arms around his shoulders gently.

"I should be fine, it was just a nosebleed." Uryu looked at him questioningly.

They heard the sound of someone quietly running up the stairs. Uryu tossed the bloody napkins in the garbage bin and saw Karin poking her head in their bedroom, mask and gloves and yada yada yada. Ichigo thought she resembled dad when she was in this get-up.

"Brother, Uryu? I heard some noise. Is everything okay?" She asked loudly, it seemed her mouth opened too wide when she talked.

"Yes, Karin." He looked over to the clock; it was around three PM. "We're both fine, now get out before you're sick too." He sat up.

"Okay, Okay, I was just worried." She put her hands in the air as if she was surrendering. She backed out quietly and the door clicked shut.

"Don't you think you were being a tad harsh on her?" Uryu asked, he smiled and waved her off as she exited, feeling a bit guilty for Ichigo's stern demeanor.

"Well she didn't knock. What if we were doing it? She probably wouldn't like to us fucking…" Ichigo said. "It's a habit of hers. It gets annoying."

"I guess, but you could've been a little nicer." Uryu let his eyes shut, his head hurt, and he just wanted to relax; he felt Ichigo running his hand up and down his back and smiled, falling asleep to that.

He woke back up at five; Ichigo was reading Hamlet again on his computer chair and that facebook messenger noise was getting a little annoying. He occasionally looked away from his book to type in something or another.

"Don't you think reading your assignment first would be a good idea?" Uryu eyed his assigned reading. It was some contemporary novel, written in 2011. It wasn't Ichigo's taste, he was very cultured when it came to literature, and sometimes he got up to playing chess and was talented in band class, playing the violin and guitar, (when the teacher needed a guitar.)

"But that book sucks!" Ichigo looked at the book spitefully; it looked girly with its neon green colour. He looked back to his dark blue novel.

"Could you… read it to me?" Uryu tried using a tactic that worked on most of the boys that liked him. "Please?" He said into Ichigo's neck, sending shivers down the latter's spine.

"Sh-sure." He sat down on the bed, leaning on the wall after picking up the book. He wrapped his arm around Uryu's waist and held the boy close to himself. "Do you want me to start from the beginning, or where I left off?"

"Go from where you were." Uryu said; he didn't want to set Ichigo any farther behind than how bad he was now.

"K." Ichigo began reading from where he left off and didn't notice how hungry he was until he heard Uryu's belly rumbling, then his own. Ichigo cornered the page he was on like a dog-ear, and then he called the house phone, which Karin picked up. "Is it okay if we grab something to eat?" Ichigo said.

"You can't come downstairs yet stupid!" She yelled. "Tell me what you want…" She said with a much calmer voice.

"I dunno, surprise me." Ichigo mumbled, hearing the fumbling of her searching for something to feed her brother, and her 'adoptive-brother's-friend.' She couldn't call Uryu brother, because she's heard Ichigo and him shagging all night twice, and she couldn't blame Ichigo for being attracted to Uryu.

Karin walked up the stairs with a plate, with four PB&J sandwiches stacked on top. She knocked on the door, then let herself in.

"Thanks Karin!" Ichigo said as she set the dish on the counter. "I don't know what I would've done without you. By the way, where's Yuzu?"

"She's at a friend's place... I'm not sure whom. She told dad though, so if you really wanna know ask him." She paused, and got an annoyed look on her face. "So now I gotta stay here and take care of you two."

"Sorry…" Ichigo put his hand on Uryu's sleeping leg.

"Don't apologize for getting sick, idiot." Karin glared, and then turned around. "People…." She muttered as she stormed out of the room. It made Ichigo wonder if she was just exceptionally pissy today, or if she was being nice and wanted to mask her generosity by making it seem like they were burdening her greatly, and that their needs were troubling her. However, Ichigo did offer to grab stuff from downstairs.

Ichigo pinched Uryu's cheek to wake him up, again. This seemed to be the most effective method of waking up the smaller boy, it was kind of cute. He watched as the black-haired boy spotted the sandwiches.

"Eat up." Ichigo pushed the plate towards Ishida, who reluctantly took a bite but didn't eat any more until he felt Ichigo's eyes on him. "C'mon, you aren't gonna get any better if you don't eat."

Uryu ate half his sandwich, and then gave Ichigo the rest before falling back asleep. This concerned Ichigo acutely, he didn't eat the other half of Uryu's sandwich for fear that the boy would wake up again, hungry. He lied down beside Uryu and opened up his summer reading, and read aloud again just in case Uryu was listening. This passed a great deal of time before Ichigo had to go to the bathroom. He snuck off, causing Uryu to wake up.

When Ichigo returned, Uryu was sprawled on the bed staring at the ceiling. "Hey." He sat down beside Uryu, smiling. "Are you hungry? I saved your sandwich."

Uryu shook his head and stretched his arms and legs.

"Why not? You're hardly eating." Ichigo eyed him.

"My… my stomach hurts." Uryu said quickly. "Why don't you finish it?" He offered it. Maybe his stomach wasn't rumbling out of hunger, but because it hurt. The ginger believed him enough.

Ichigo turned away and sat on the computer chair, ignoring Uryu completely. It was around six, he went on Minecraft for a while but quickly got bored, so he sat back down and read Hamlet again, he already read five chapters of his other book, (which wasn't quite as horrid as he predicted,) so he decided that he'd reward himself with the book he actually liked. He read another twenty pages before Uryu stirred. He didn't say anything.

"There's still that s-"

"I'm not hungry." Uryu knew what he was about to say. "Thank you for offering."

He was about to protest, however, Ichigo went back to his book in a hurry, not about to pester Uryu further. The boy was often intimidating, despite his small frame, but Ichigo knew that if they ever got in an argument Uryu would win somehow, he just had that ambience around him, that miasma. He looked back to his computer, Renji was back on facebook.

''Sup STUD?" He entered. Ichigo smiled.

"Nm… You?"

"… There's no food in Shuhei's apartment."

"Oh… That's no fun. I wonder if he just feeds on human blood..."

"It's possible…" He paused before typing. "How's Uryu?"

"We both have the measles… ;-;"

"Really? Isn't there like, a vaccine?"

"Yeah but dad made me stay from school because I had the flu."

"Shit well that sucks. I wanted to go see you guys."

Ichigo took a few seconds to look at Uryu, whom was sleep talking again. "That would be cool… Too bad, we're 'contagious'. I feel nasty. And Uryu's getting kinda pissed at me and he isn't eating…"

"Does his stomach hurt?" He questioned.

Ichigo ran his hand back through his hair. "That's what he said, but he wasn't eating before this all happened."

"Hm… Watch him carefully for a while. At least make sure he's at least eating something." Renji paused. "I gotta go. Shuhei's pissed at me; I kinda told him I was just updating my status." Ichigo smiled, and then another message popped up. "This is Shuhei, (remember that hottie from the party you were at? Yeah, You do.) Don't ever let Renji use your computer. Ever."

Ichigo smirked even wider and logged off even though others were online.

"What's making you smile now? I sure as hell hope it's not this compromising position I'm in cuz I'm not moving. I'm too lazy." Uryu said; he was sprawled like a starfish on the bed in his underwear, leaving little to the imagination.

Ichigo smiled and sat on Uryu's hand; he felt it grabbing at his ass and smiled. "Perv…" He looked back to his boyfriend, who was smiling lazily as well. He lied down beside Uryu and yawned, he put his nose in his boyfriend's chest and slept like that until about 11. His sleep pattern was getting screwy because Uryu and him kept waking up in the middle of the night and he did the same to Uryu, so he napped all day and night, hardly differentiating between the two because of the lack of light in their room.

"Hey Uryu…" Ichigo kissed Uryu's neck and pinched him.

"Yeah?"

"Are you hungry? Dad just walked in. He has such horrible hours lately." Ichigo added.

"No, are you hungry?" Uryu turned to face him.

"Yeah… Can you at least try to eat?" Ichigo pleaded.

"I-I guess I can try if you want me to…" Uryu smiled, the high from his pills was wearing off. It made Ichigo smile thinking about it.

Ichigo texted his father. 'Hey dad could you bring us up something to eat?'

There was no reply to the text, but they could hear Isshin rummaging through the pantry, and then running up the stairs. He had a habit of making a big rush out of things when people asked him a favor. He gave them a bag of chips and some soup, and hoped that they would get better soon.

"Thank you." Uryu and Ichigo said in unison, it was pretty weird. Ichigo heard Uryu carefully pouring two bowls of soup, he handed one to Ichigo gracefully and smiled.

"Itadakimashu." Uryu said quietly, and Ichigo nodded, blowing on his spoonful of broth. Uryu did the same and put the small spoon in his mouth, Yuzu's cooking was delectable, as always, he liked the warm soup and the feeling it made in his hollow belly. They quietly and quickly finished their dinners, and lied back down, Ichigo occasionally munching on a potato chip in bed quietly. Uryu fell back asleep, the soup made him even more tired. Ichigo even found himself yawning, probably because Uryu was, but he still felt tired so he closed his eyes and tried to relax, but Uryu's constant sleep muttering kept him up; he groaned and covered Uryu's mouth with his hand to keep him quiet, and they fell asleep like that.

Another bonus story. Sorry…

The sleep muncher

Uryu woke up sneezing and coughing again, this sickness was really getting old. He looked over to Ichigo, who appeared to be chewing in his sleep. 'Is he dreaming about eating?' He wondered, watching Ichigo sleep-chew. It was cute, but Uryu wondered if he could mess with Ichigo a little. "Hey Ichigo, look, its spaghetti!" Uryu whispered into the other's ear. He heard Ichigo starting to chew again, and snickered. "Rice ball?" Uryu leaned in again, hearing Ichigo chew loudly now. "Brussels' sprouts." Uryu said flatly, he heard Ichigo stop chewing, and quietly giggles, he hated that cabbage as well. "Waffles?" He heard Ichigo starting to chew again, so he added blueberries. The chewing stopped. "You don't like blueberries?" He saw Ichigo nod in his sleep and smiled, "How about strawberries." He heard Ichigo's 'eating' continue, but he was getting tired again so he snuggled in close to Ichigo, underneath the blanket, which Ichigo had tucked him tightly inside. He really hoped that Ichigo didn't run out of waffles any time soon.