Dedicated to Aranel Faelwen; for the ideas. :heart: and my precious readers that I've kept waiting forever now. Dx
I'm so sorry everyone. I've had a really hellish life right now.
Family has gone to hell. School life is taking a toll, even if I'm home-schooled Dx
And a lot of other crap. Ontop of writers block :-:

Sorreh. I rushed the end. :-: and I had writer's block throughout it. Dx
And now I'm like sick. xDD I've had in for a few days now and I can't shake it :-:

4:00 am, Itachi awoke with a chill as he yanked the covers away from his body. He barely managed to crawl from the warmth of his shared bed and to the bathroom. Itachi groaned as he flipped on the light switch. "Son of a…" He whimpered as he bolted to the toilet just in time.

"Dear god…" Itachi murmured as he climbed back into bed. Hikari squirmed beside him, clearly not disturbed by the loud noises coming from her partner. He let out an exasperated sigh, finally closing his eyes again.

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A few hours later, Hikari awoke to a loud thudding noise. Startled, the girl flew up in bed and glanced frantically around the dimly lit room.

"Itachi?" Her voice came out as a raspy whisper. She slid silently out of bed and poked her head through the door way leading to the bathroom.

Itachi was slumped, unconscious against the bathtub. For a few moments, Hikari stood with a blank stare, until it finally sunk in that the great Uchiha Itachi had passed out over a small flu virus. She fought back the urge to smile at his sloppy posture, "Poor dear…"

Hikari bent down in front of him; placing her hand tenderly against his forehead, only to yank it back at the high temperature of her lover.

"Damn, Itachi. You always hold out until the last minute." With an irritated sigh, Hikari pinched Itachi's cheek. "Wake up!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, causing Itachi's eyes to fly open.

His response was a hazy nod of his head and an inaudible string of curse words. "Come on, love." She yanked on his forearm until he finally managed to stumble to his feet.

Carefully, she slid her arm around his waist, and his arm over her shoulders. Taking slow steps, the girl struggling managed to help him into bed. She soothingly kissed his cheek as she pulled the covers up around him. "Just rest…" She murmured into the sick man's ear.

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9:00, Itachi awoke with what felt like a hangover from Hell. Grumbling, he rolled out of bed, once again, and stumbled to the opening that would lead into the living room. The soft aroma of bacon and eggs made his stomach turn in an awkward manner.

"I'm late…" He groaned as he looked at the digital clock on the counter. "For what?" Hikari called from the kitchen. "Work… What else?" He hissed as he stumbled around to find his laptop and briefcase.

"Get back to bed. I already called in sick for you." She tapped her foot, hands on her hips. "You did what?" He growled, sending her a death glare. Though, his puffy watery eyes didn't make him look very scary. In fact, he looked like a sad little puppy.

"I said, I called in for you. Now get back to bed." She trudged over to the sickly man and gave him a little shove towards the open bedroom door. "I have to go…" He murmured, though it didn't do any good. Hikari continued to lead him towards the bedroom.

Delicately, Hikari helped her beloved in bed; fluffing his pillow and pulling the covers up around him. She then leaned down and kissed him softly on the cheek, earning a small squeak from Itachi.

"I'll bring you breakfast. Uh, you want strawberry or just butter on your toast?" She sat on the edge of the bed, blinking as she waited his answer. Through a sniffle and a mumble, she could barely hear 'strawberry'. "Alright." With a smile, she got up and walked out to the kitchen again.

Itachi snuggled into the warm covers, his body temperature low due to the flu. He could faintly hear Hikari moving around outside the bedroom. Soon enough, she came toddling in with a tray full of goodies. "Here ya' go, sweetie."

Gradually, Itachi pushed himself up into sitting position. "Want me to feed it to you?" She gave a playful wink. With a grumble, he reached for the fork. "I can feed my self… Thank you."

It was bad enough Itachi felt like crap, now he felt like a child as Hikari eyed him carefully. He knew she was concerned, but it unnerved him to be watched eating. Especially when he was so weak and vulnerable.

"Don't you have dishes to do?" He snuffed as he shoved a piece of egg in his mouth.

"Did 'em." She smiled.

"Laundry…?" He looked off to the side.

"Did that too."

"Go test games then." He huffed, picking up his toast.

"Gosh, even when you're sick you're still too proud." She let out a playful sigh, pushing herself up off the side of the bed.

Itachi sent a puffy glare as she left the room.

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Hikari would return half and hour later to find Itachi peacefully sleeping. Tiptoeing over, she'd take tray of leftovers and slip out to the kitchen. Afterwards, Hikari returned again, climbing into bed beside her sick love.

She watched him sleeping, ever so softly he would grumble in his sleep. There were slight bags under his eyes, clashing with his pale complexion. Gently, she reached over and ran her index finger over his lips. Normally Itachi's lips were soft to her touch, however due to the cold fall season, they were slightly chapped and rough as she slid her finger along his bottom lip.

A small moan slipped from between his lips, causing Hikari to withdraw her hand quickly. Itachi, on the other hand, grabbed her wrist; his grip weaker then usual. He directed her hand back to his lips, pressing his lips against it once more. Itachi continued to keep his eyes closed as he felt her delicate touch against his lips.

It was relaxing to the man that was in so much agony. Her finger trailed from his lips around his face as she traced his outline. It was a comforting gesture.

When her finger traced his lips once again, Itachi playfully nipped at it. A smile creased Hikari's face as she giggled, pushing a stray piece of hair from Itachi's eyes. The female leaned down, planting a soft kiss on Itachi's temple.

The young man snuggled into his love. His head finding a resting place on her chest as she wrapped her arms protectively around him. Itachi mumbled something, however, Hikari was unable to understand it through the muffled sound.

"Sleep well, my dear…" She silently purred in his ear. "Mm…" He groaned in compliance.