Another chapter?

Wow.

This one has a bit of yaoi at the end.

By faucet I mean toilet bowl.

Toilet bowl doesn't sound as good as faucet.

First ever kissing scene I've written. So no hatin'


Sleep… It was a lot better than I remember it being. Not that I didn't get enough sleep already, but seemed that much better… I didn't know if it was because of I was in a different bed, that I was ill, or the fact that it was Kuja's bed. Wait. Why would it matter if it was Kuja's bed?

I moved around under the covers, and decided to get up and go back to that room with the wonderfully warm fire…

I jumped out of bed, instantly regretting it. Sure, I felt better, but not that much better. My muscles and joints ached as I walked out of Kuja's room. I walked around some unfamiliar territory, which I can only assume is the rest of Kuja's Palace. Finally, I found that room, and I half limped, half walked toward the welcoming flames.

Kuja was at the back of the room, but I didn't notice him. I was intent on watching the flames.

"I see you're finally awake." I heard Kuja say. "You seem a lot better than when you were three days ago."

I just stared at him in awe. Three days? Are you serious? I couldn't muster up the strength to say anything.

"Your expression tells me that you are somewhat surprised. Yes. You were asleep for three days, I'm not lying."

I felt something prickle at the corners of my eyes. No. I am not crying again. Stupid! Why do I get so emotional when I'm ill!

"Zidane…? Are you alright? I-I didn't do anything to you, I swear. I've just looked after you."

He walked over to me, sitting down next to me. I finally mustered up the strength to say something.

"Kuja… Why are you helping me like this…? It seems like yesterday we were trying to kill each other…" A single tear slid down my cheek. My whole body was hurting.

He seemed to be thinking. Hard at that. All the while I admired his stance and beauty.

"Maybe it's just because I've changed. Zidane, I really have."

"Why did you call me here in the first place?"

"That's because… Because of…"

I've never seen Kuja lost for words. He always says the right things, at the right times, perfectly composed while doing so.

"Kuja…?"

"I… I…" He stuttered, "Z-Zidane, you need more rest."

He changed his tactics quickly, I had to admit. Although I was stupid enough to fall for it.

"But I'm not tired…!"

Kuja delicately picked me up, my face inches away from his.

"You're ill. You need rest."

I clung to Kuja like a shadow. I didn't want to let go, I couldn't let go. I felt a breeze through my hair as he walked down the hallways. He attempted to lay me down on his bed again, but I wouldn't let go of him, I made him know it.

"No! I don't wanna be left alone! I wanna stay with you!"

I hadn't realized what I had said until I had said it. What an idiot I was. Hopefully to him, it sounded harmless enough. But knowing my luck…

"Sure you can stay with me. You don't have to be alone if you don't want to. But I'm getting tired. You take my bed, and I'll be sitting right here."

"No Kuja, you can have your bed…"

"Zidane? Are you sure?"

"Positive…"

I was gonna go with it now, stuff it, I'm not sleeping on the floor. I'm sleeping with Kuja, and his warm body heat.

Hearing Kuja get into his bed, I swiftly followed, trying to be as quiet as possible. Until I started to cough my guts up.

"Zidane?" He called out confusedly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes…" I muttered next to him.

"Are you cold? I could go and get some extra blankets…"

"No! Don't go… I want you to stay here with me, because I like you…!"

Did I just say that out loud? Oops. I really didn't mean to say that out loud…

"What did you just say?" He mumbled, hardly audible.

"Nothing… I didn't say anything…"

A few awkward minutes passed, and still nobody said anything.

"Kuja… I can't sleep."

I felt something wrap around my waist. It took me a few moments to realize it was Kuja's tail. I giggled like a girl, and snuggled closer to him. I wrapped my tail around his leg, and he came close to my face, and I giggled again.

"… I like your girlish laughter." I heard him say. I could feel myself blush.

I took this opportunity to fondle his feathers, and in response, he held me closer to him, and he lightly brushed his lips against mine. Feeling adventurous, I moved my head closer to his, our lips coming together. We stayed like that for who knows how long, and Kuja started to get friskier. His tail wrapped around mine, and he started to nibble on my lower lip.

"Kuja…" I sighed happily.

I opened my mouth, eager for more. Kuja definitely took that chance, as his tongue slid into my mouth, my tongue slipping against his, saliva dripping down our chins as it got more intimate.

The moment was perfect; I've never been loved so much, not even with Garnet. I feel that I shared something special with Kuja; but I didn't know what that something special was.

I had to come back up. I felt awful, but I had to. I rolled over to my side, and started coughing again.

"Zidane! I didn't choke you did I?" He asked sincerely.

"No…" I hacked, "Just something stuck in my throat!"

Oh man, I just wouldn't shut up. Plus now I felt as if I were going to throw up. I didn't like being sick… I… I cried like a baby when I was being sick… Ugh… I wish I would stop crying… Teenagers eh? They have their phases.

"Kuja, I'm gonna be sick!"

I ran to the bathroom, and held my head over the faucet, and threw up. I felt someone hold my hair back, which I can only assume was Kuja. Somewhere along the way, my leather tie must have come loose.

I… wasn't crying… But I felt bad. I wish I would stop being ill! Something cold was being out on my forehead, and I wasn't really sure what it was…

"You've got a fever now… Damn… I shouldn't have over-exerted you like that…"

I needed to tell him it wasn't his fault, but I didn't have the energy to do anything. Kuja picked me up in his arms and laid me on his bed again, and I did not protest. He placed a cool flannel on my head, and told me to drink plenty of water. He stayed by my side and talked to me about incoherent things, as I drifted off into dreamland…


WARNING: THE ALLITERATION AARDVARK LURKS NEAR.