Chapter 5, the rest of the voiage

The next morning, Kit woke up early. She felt nauseous and quickly made her way to the bathroom. She had barely made it to the toilet when she puked. This was strange. Kit wasn't one to get sea sick. If anything, the gentle rocking of the ship was calming to her. But not today. Not now. Not as her stomach emptied in a very uncomfortable manor. She'd never felt this sick in her life, not even with one of those one day bugs that cause you to puke every time you move.

It was getting to a point where Kit wanted Allen there with her. To reassure her. To tell her every thing will be fine. To comfort the spontainiously sick girl. But alas, Allen was still in bed. This would never help the poor girl get through this strange sick spill.

In Kit's cabin, Allen woke up early to find that Kit was no longer sleeping next to him. This scared Allen. Was Kit the type to sleep with you once, then run off? The silver haired boy hoped not. He got up and pulled his pants over his legs. He went looking around for the red head. When he got near the bathroom he heard the sound of someone having a puke fest.

"Kit..."

Allen went into the bathroom. He found the missing girl puking into the toilet. Allen went to her side and did his best to comfort her. Kit stopped puking for a bit. She wiped the last of the vomit from her face and turnned to Allen.

"So, you finaly get here?" The red head was about to get up when she vomited into the toilet once more. She was sure she was in a living hell now.

Allen placed a hand on Kit's back and the other on her shoulder. He started rubbing her back in a failed attempt to help her feel better.

When Kit finally finished being sick she passed out on the floor from exhaustion. Allen looked at the girl's face. She was paler than normal due to the emptying of her insides. She was still beutiful, despite the sickely look on her face. This made the female exorcist seem more weak and fragile than normal. Allen lifted her from the ground as carefully as possible, fearing that if he dropped her she'd shatter into a million tiny peices like a glass doll. This thought was uncomforting to the silver haired boy.

Allen had carefuly placed Kit in her bed, placing the blanket over the poor girl. He looked at the clock on the bed-side table. It said 4:30 A.M. Allen shook his head at how early it was. He carefuly climbed in ben, hoping that his presance would help her feel better. kit turned over in her sleep and wrapped her arms around Allen, embracing him like a teddybear. This caused Allen to smile. At least she felt weel enough to cuddle him. With that, Allen placed his arms around Kit and closed his eyes to sleep.

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Kit woke up to the sound of a bell ringing. She climbed out of her bed, wondering why she felt so weak. Then she remembered the night before, and the reason she woke up early. This set off her gag reflexes again, but she didn't have anything left in her system to up-chuck.

The red head wondered why Allen hadn't been there when she woke up. This question was answered when she looked at the clock. Nine A.M. Allen was probably eating breakfast. This made Kit smile. She quickely washed up and went to breakfast.

When Kit entered the gally she wasn't supprised to fing Allen gorging himself out on pancakes, porage, toast, and grits. Kit sat down in her spot, but the thought of eating wan't very apealing to the girl. Allen paused in his eating to look at Kit, porage sticking to his right cheek.

"What's wrong Kit? Why aren't you eating?" he asked.

"I'm fine, just not hungry," Kit lied, showing Allen a forced fake smile. Allen seemed to believe her, for he went back to eating breakfast. But Allen knew something was wrong.

Eventualy, Kit's hunger got the best of her and she eventualy ate a piece of toast and a small bowl of grits. Kit's behavior was like this all day. Allen found it really strange that Kit didn't want to swim. She just sat back and watched Allen.

Then dinner came. Kit was more willing to eat at dinner than she was at lunch, and she was more willing to eat at lunch than she had been at breakfast. But she still woke up early every morning and vomited in the toilet for a while then passed out on the floor from exhaustion. On some of these mornings, Allen would come into the bathroom and comfort her and carry her bac kto her bed. Allen just hoped that what she had wasn't contagious. But the poor simple minded boy didn'y know that he was the one who did this to her.

Eventualy one day, Kit's appetite came back. But she was eating some of the wierdest things you could think of. Like chocolate bars covered in whipped cream. Or mixing pickles and popcorn. Or puting maple syrup on spaghetti. These strange cravings were kind of creepy to Allen. This was strange for the boy, considering he is the world's biggest food junkey. Then Kit started to swim with Allen again. Everything seemed back to normal. Except for the part where Kit still vomited for the remainder of their voyage, and even after the trip was over.

-end chapter6-

So, what do you think? Yes, I know it's short, but hey. It's all I could come up with. My muse has gone on vacation to Japan without me. Neko-chan can be evil sometimes. Or maybe the rabid-plot-bunny has either lost it's case of rabies and has died. Well any way. I won't be able to update a often as I have been any more. Report cards came out last week and I'm failing three classes, so, yeah, we know where that leads to. That and I also do not have access to a computer every other week, which means I can only post once every other week. Sucks, ne? Yeah. Anyway, Next chapter, we're FINALY having the Komui-on-Allen action we've all been waiting for! And it includes bondage too! drools Well, untill next time!