When he opened his eyes he found Hikari's face right looking right at him. It took him a few seconds before he jumped up and scooted against the wall. She sighed and pointed to her nose.

"W-what?" he asked, his face a bit flushed, "What's wrong with your nose?"

Just then snot began to seep out of it. She put the tissue, that had previously been in her hand, to her nose and blew. "I caught your cold," she said coughing, nose stuffed.

"S-sorry."

"You," he cringed at the word, "you didn't kiss me, did you?"

"No!" he yelled shooting right up on the bed, his face as red as an apple.

"alright, I was just curious, no need to kill me. Besides, you were the one that said the only way I could catch a cold was if we kissed, right?"

"It was a joke, stupid! Of course you would catch a cold if you sleep with a sick person! Did you really believe what I said?"

"Stop you're yelling, my head hurts. Since you're still sick just lye down here with me, it's not like it's going to do us any harm, seeing as we're both sick."

"You two hungry?" asked the voice from behind the door.

"Mom? What's wrong?" asked Hikari, sitting up from under the covers.

"I made soup," she answered, walking in the room carrying with her two steaming hot bowls of soup, one for each sick child. "One for each of you, though personally, I think that I should have just made one bowl and made you two share it."

"Thanks so much, mom."

"Thanks, Auntie."

"Anytime, dears, anytime. Oh, Jun, by the way, your mother told me to tell you that she'll be out and would like it if you would spend the rest of the day here with Hikari. She also said to be a good boy as to not cause any problems with us, got it?"

He shifted his eyes. "Tell her she'll get fined for treating me like a kid." In response the woman laughed as she walked out of the room.

The two silently ate their soups. Hikari took each spoonful and carefully blew on it while Jun just gobbled the whole thing down. After his third spoonful he whined that the soup was too hot. "Isn't that the point?" Hikari had said as she watched the boy try to cool down his scaled tongue. She coughed a bit and put the soup down.

He looked over at her. "What's wrong? No appetite?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. Everything in my mouth tastes like mucus, it's disgusting. My nose is becoming more and more runny because of the hot steam. Ah! I'm just tired. If you want you can finish my soup."

"Wow, you really are tired. Don't worry, I'll watch over you."

Her face was flushed and she began to breath heavily. A smile crept on her face as she looked up at the boy. At this point in time she had no control of her body at all, she didn't even know what she was doing. "Thank you, Jun," she mumbled getting up and leaning toward the boy. Her lips pressed against the boy's cheek. Then, as quickly as it happened, she sank right into bed, under the covers, and fell asleep.

The boy just stayed frozen in that position. His face began to light up, getting hotter and hotter. He placed his hand on his cheek, his face still showing an expression of shock. She had just kissed him. Was it because of the cold or was it something else?

His eyes traveled to look at her face. Her sleeping face showed no emotion at all. Maybe it was all really just because of the cold. But, for some reason he didn't really like to, or want to admit it. He gentlely placed his hand on her head and stroked it. She really did look beautiful when she was sleeping. A mumble came out of her mouth which made him laugh.

As she lay sleeping on her bed she had a very weird dream. But, she knew that this dream was something that she would never, not for the rest of her life.

A white mist filled the air, a figure materialized right before her eyes. It was black and fuzzy but it seemed somehow familiar. It began to leave. She opened her mouth to protest the leave but no sound would come out, no matter how hard she tried. Quickly she ran after the familiar shadow. Faster she thought. The faster she ran the further the shadow got.

With a loud bang she hit the floor hard. Tears began to fill her eyes. Feelings of being lost, losing something important, and mostly, dread filled her heart and body. The feelings made her body hurt. With every beat of emotion in her heart her body felt the same.

Threw the thick mist a black fuzzy hand reached out to her. Her tears stopped. She lifted her hand and placed it onto the outstretched hand before her.

Black. The world seemed to just disappear just like it had come. There was nothing more left, she had woken up.