A/N- This chapter is pretty short, about half as long as a normal chapter. I'll be back soon, though. Enjoy!

"Guys, I can't find her!" Kyo rips the door open in a flurry, about to panic.

"Isn't it weird?" Nim agreed. "Tohru went out today."

"You would know if you had been listening to her last night." Yuki purred coolly.

"Ow." Nim said, rubbing her chest.

Shigure fixes her with a confused look. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, my chest just hurts."

Shigure started to say something when Nim cut him off.

"No, I don't need you to call Hatori. I'm fine." Her voice was stubborn, and Shigure knew better than to push the Jaguar.

Nim shivered and pulled the jacket she was wearing closer around her. She yawned and then started to cough. She expected the cough to end soon enough, but she quickly found herself hunched over, her arms tight around her own waist. The coughs were violent, and she made a sort of honking noise with every breath. Her breathing quickened and became shallow. When the coughs finally subsided Shigure stood up.

"I'm calling Hatori."

Nim didn't even protest as he walked out the room. Kyo walked up to her and gently pulled her up, which was rather out of character for him.

"Come on." His voice was gruff but his actions were careful as he placed her onto the couch. She lay down and dozed, blissfully unaware of the world around her.

Hatori walked through the door, looking slightly flustered when he saw Nim passed out on the couch. He woke her up, and she let out a breathy moan as she sat up.

"Hey, Nemo." Her voice was gravelly, and she was groggy from sleep. Hatori, however, got straight to the point.

"What hurts?"

"My chest, my head, I'm cold and it's hard to breathe."

Hatori placed a hand on her forehead, and was surprised by the burning heat erupting from her skin.

"Do your muscles hurt?"

"I feel kind of sore, yeah."

Hatori leaned forward and pressed his ear against her breast.

"Well, geez Nemo, if you wanted some action all you had to do was ask." She smirked.

"Just breathe." Hatori sighed. Nimian did so obediently, her chest expanding and contrasting as she breathed deeply.

"Friction rub." He muttered quietly as he pulled away. "Open."

Nim opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out. Hatori pulled a flashlight out of his pocket and shined it down her throat.

"You have pleurisy." He decided. He took a cotton swab out of his pocket. "Lick."

She smiled rather perversely. "If I had a dime for every time I heard that." Hatori rolled his eyes, and she took the tip of the swab in her mouth before letting go. Hatori took a testing kit out of his bag, and soon turned his attention back to Nimian.

"As well as Walking Pneumonia."

"So what?" Nim asked, rolling her eyes. "It can't be that bad." Almost as though to prove her point, her body was racked with another bout of coughs. She let out one last hack, and blood splattered against the floor. Tohru gasped fearfully, her hand flying to her mouth.

"Shit…" Nim growled, wiping the side of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Nimian!" Hatori yelled. "How long have you been coughing up blood?"

"First time."

He sighed and seemed to calm down. "Alright." His hand dove into his bag, and he gave Nim a bottle of god knows what. "Drink three mouthfuls."

Nim opened the bottle and sniffed the vile liquid. "But Nemo…"

"Drink now."

She huffed and drank one mouthful. Her eyes shot open and her torso lurched forward. She clapped a hand over her mouth; she swallowed quickly and let out a pained yelp.

"It burns."

"I know." Hatori soothed. "Its alcohol, it will get rid of infection and close up the wounds faster." Nim fixed Hatori with a fearful look, like she was unsure if she should trust him or not. She glanced across the room and stole a look at Kyo, who was looking at her with concerned red eyes. She steeled her nerves and took two more gulps. Hatori gave her countless more pills, and instructed her to drink three more mouthfuls of the alcohol tomorrow morning.

"I have to go monitor Akito. Get plenty of rest." Hatori told Nim firmly. He turned to Shigure. "Watch her."

Normally, the Jaguar would have been insulted that Hatori didn't think she could handle herself, but she was a little loopy from all the medicines, and her thoughts were all vague and fuzzy. Hatori said his goodbyes and left, knowing full well that Akito would need to be given shots to diminish his health, a task usually reserved for Nim. Nimian leaned heavily on Kyo as he and Tohru led the Jaguar to her room. Kyo laid the girl on her bed gently, and Tohru left the room. Kyo turned to follow her when he felt a hand brush his lower back.

"Kyo…" Nim's voice was quiet and calm, and it was kind of weird for Kyo to hear because it was so different then her normally loud, bold tone. He turned around came close to her, placing a pale hand on her cheek.

"What?"

She fixed him with innocent, child like eyes. "Stay with me."

Kyo fixed her with a confused look. "What?"

She patted the bed next to her before repeating herself. "Stay with me."

Kyo realized what she wanted and he blushed a brilliant shade of red. He thought briefly of leaving, but then he brushed it away. He climbed into bed beside her, under the covers, her back to his chest. Tentatively, he placed a hand on her waist, almost like he was asking her permission. She shimmied a few inches closer to him, and he wrapped his arm around her, pulling their taunt bodies together and diminishing any space between them. He buried his nose in her hair, breathing in her spicy scent. Using his free hand, he began to run his fingers through her jet black locks. The soothing gesture calmed Nim, and she found herself leaning into his warm touches. And the pair fell asleep just like that, Kyo's fingers still tangled in her hair.

A/N 2- Oh dear god the fluff. IT BURNS! Wow, that was why cheesier than it was supposed to be. Oh well. Now I have to write a really angsty chapter next. Just kidding, I don't think I will. I might, though. Any way, See you soon!

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