For 30_kisses theme at LJ. not much time to write anymore since school started... but finished this one I started on.

Title: Say 'Ahh'
Theme: #18. 「アーン？」 ("say ahh....")
Rating: G
Wordcount: 792
Summary: That didn't go as he planned. Stupid wound.

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"Oh goodie, food, I was getting hungry," he sat up, grimacing slightly when his stomach wound complained.

He was grounded to the infirmary by the doctor after that incident at Mendel. Murrue had laughed and told him he wasn't "grounded", and that it was for his own good, but he thought of it as such, since he wasn't allowed to go where he wanted. So what if his wounds would heal faster if he didn't move around as much, it was quite boring being stuck here by himself most of the time.

By his request, people would come visit him occasionally; he said it's so that he won't go insane from boredom. He looked forward to Murrue's visits the most of course. His grin widened as she sat down on the edge of his bed.

"Here," she held up a forkful of meat to his mouth, "Say 'ahh'..."

He blinked, moving his head back instictively to inspect the morsel of food. He looked at her with a look that asked "what's this for". She just looked back, slightly confused at his hesitation and questioning look.

"What?" she asked, the fork still inches away from his mouth.

He laughed; he didn't expect her to actually feed him like this. But since she was doing it anyway...

He reached forward to bite at the meat on the fork, unfortunately, at the same moment, she retracted her hand and the fork, thinking he didn't want to eat at the moment. The chunk of meat ended up falling onto the blanket covering his lap.

Both of their gazes followed its trajectory and stared at it, before bursting out into laughter.

"You were supposed to say 'ahh' when I told you to," she told him as she reached for a napkin to clean up the mess.

"Oops," Mwu grimaced a bit, the laughing had made his wounds hurt. He grabbed the meat still lying on the blanket with his hand before she reached it, and popped it in his mouth.

"Mwu!" she exclaimed, about to tell him how unsanitary that was, but he just shrugged, making her sigh and shake her head.

She held up some food with the fork toward his mouth again. "Let's try again, okay."

He smiled and nodded. But instead of opening his mouth for her, he grabbed her wrist. She blinked in surprise, but thought he was probably just steadying her hand and the fork.

However, instead of bringing her hand and the fork toward his mouth as she expected, he gently pushed her hand out of the way, leaned forward, and captured her lips with his.

Caught by surprise, she dropped the fork and tried to pull away on instinct. But he wouldn't let her, as he leaned forward more to continue the kiss. It was all fine, except the movement brought about a sharp pain in his stomach.

"Oww," he broke away and made a face as he leaned back, feeling the throbbing pain in his stomach wound gradually dull.

"Are you alright?" her brows knitted as she looked at him with worry.

"Yeah." He felt his pride was more hurt than his body. That didn't go as he planned. Stupid wound.

When she looked unsure, he gave her a winning smile. "You weren't supposed to pull away, Murrue," he complained, sounding hurt.

She laughed and ruffled his hair. "Sorry, I was surprised."

He watched as she picked up the fork she dropped on his bed and the mess it made. "Can you do that again?"

"Do what?" she looked up.

"Feed me again." Well, maybe being wounded has its advantages...

She looked at him suspiciously. "I'm not falling for that again."

"Falling for what? For me?" he smiled innocently. She rolled her eyes, he knew exactly what she was talking about. But then she smiled, his antics were rather amusing; and she had to admit that she liked the kiss, and regretted that she pulled back out of surprise, and that it ended before she could kiss him back.

"I won't do anything, really," he assured her.

"Are you sure?" she narrowed her eyes.

"Of course. Unless, you want to feed me mouth to mouth," he winked, amused that she looked surprised at his suggestion, then embarrassed, then a little angry.

She dropped the fork on the tray and shoved it in front of him. "Here, you seem perfectly capable of eating by yourself."

He stared at the tray, disappointed, knowing he probably went too far, and she ran out of patience for his games. "I was just kidding--"

Murrue moved as if to stand up. He quickly grabbed her hand, begging her to stay.

"W-Wait! Don't go, Murrue, I was just kidding. I'll say 'ahh' this time!"