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ooXooXoo Sickness ooXooXoo

Her body felt very hot against his as he wrapped his arms around her. It was half past seven when he heard the horrible coughs erupting from her throat; he couldn't seem to bring himself to leave her as the two sat on her bed.

He stroked her long, disheveled hair; it felt soft and silky in his hands. Even when she was sick she was still beautiful….Wait, what was he thinking?! She's freaking ill for god's sake! Taking in a deep sigh he placed her backwards so her head rested on her pillow.

Letting his fingers untangle from hers he stood and went to the kitchen. There were so many strange things in her kitchen, pots and pans in different cabinets, plastic containers scattered across counters. What could he use to make tea? After searching through what seemed to be endless drawers he found a mug. 'Now for the tea' he thought taking in the pantry contents.

Nothing….mumbling a curse under his breath he was faced with oly one other option. To make some.

He poured the ingredients in one by one; Lemon juice, honey, orange juice, and sugar and gave a triumphant nod. "And she said I couldn't cook." He sneered at the beverage in his hand before walking down the hallway to the cat woman's room.

When he arrived at his destination he was surprised to see she was already awake, staring blankly at the covers. He knocked on the door and set the glass on the end table with a proud smile. "Ohayo!"

Ichigo's gaze was cool and ambivalent as he walked forward so he stood before her making a gesture towards the 'tea' he had made.

"What?" She murmured groggily taking in his cheerful appearance.

"I made tea for you, see I am amazing." He grinned.

Ichigo stared warily at the drink switching her gaze from the mug to Kish in worried turns. "Thanks…" She sighed picking up the warm cup from the table. He worked hard on it she appreciated it very much….the last time she saw him when she was sick she was being chased and he was violently chucking bombs at her.

Bringing the tea up to her lips she tried not to cringe at the very strange taste flooding her mouth. Just as she swallowed a ticklish feeling swarmed up and down the back of her throat.

The mug practically slammed down onto the table as sharp stabs of pain wracked her body, with each violent cough her body produced specks of red and horrid convulsions followed.

Kish wasted no time in rushing to her side rubbing her back soothingly and whispering sweet words into her matted maroon hair. Once she was finally done she collapsed against his chest; body rising and falling rapidly as she breathed.

Tears formed at the corners of her eyes, Kish knew how sick she was….he had to do something.

"Medicine." He thought out loud before turning to his sick feline. "Ichigo do you have any medicine?" He asked hopefully.

Opening her eyes ever so slowly she nodded and spoke in a raspy voice. "In the cabinet above the sink in the bathroom….A bottle…."

He nodded in understanding before rushing to the bathroom. The bottle rested on the second shelf with a small clear cup next to it. Picking the duo up gingerly he read the instructions.

'One tablespoon every six to eight hours….do not use if…keep out of reach of children….'

Once he was done reading he went back to her room, a few strands worry falling behind him….He just hoped that she wasn't pregnant.

"Hey koneko, I got some meds for you~" He chimed measuring out the purple liquid. Nurse Kish, it sounded good but not as good as nurse practitioner.

Ichigo sat up weakly and stared at the bottle with wide eyes. "On second thought I think I'll be fine…."

"What? No way, c'mon Ichigo take the medicine." Kish protested edging closer to her as she backed away. "Don't make me give it to you mouth-to-mouth." He threatened and inwardly chuckled at her expression.

The flush on her cheeks brightened but not from the fever, she quickly snatched the medicine from him and chugged it down with malicious intent. She gasped for air tossing the cup aside and collapsing onto her bed, exhausted.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" Kish teased picking up the fallen cup. He laughed as he saw Ichigo's middle finger sticking straight up in the air. He was relieved that she was back to normal…

After the dishes were done and Kish had showered and gotten dressed it was almost one am, he peeked his head into Ichigo's doorway relieved to see her sleeping soundly. He placed his head on her forehead and was rewarded with only mild warmth. Running a hand through his shaggy hair he laid down next to her so they faced each other.

He would stay for tonight….just to make sure she was ok…..and then his world turned black.

*Le next morning*

Kish's tired eyes opened halfheartedly as kindred sunlight spilled across Ichigo's well used bed. The tiredness did not last long however as he quickly noticed the strange position they were lying in…

His face was pressed against the warmth of her breast, their legs were intertwined, her fingers laced in his smooth emerald hair. For once in his life Kish was blushing. Not that he didn't enjoy it of course….because he did, he really, really did. Looking up he saw her adorable sleeping face which had returned to its Caucasian color.

He smiled up at her sweet face and raised his hand up to brush against the soft flesh of her cheek. So many times he had wished for this, to be with her, so close to her and now he was. They lived together, ate together, sometimes slept together after a full bottle of sake. He had come so much farther than that statue.

So invested in his thoughts he didn't see Ichigo's hazy eyes drifting open. Surprised by the warmth nestled against her chest she looked down with a slight flinch. "Kish?" She asked lucidly poking his head in recognition.

Kish lifted his gaze to her own and smiled. "Feeling better?"

She nodded slightly perplexed at the current situation. "Yes, thank you…."

"For what?"

"For taking such good care of me." She ran her hand through his hair causing him to inhale a small breath.

He stared at her before closing the gap between the two of them in one swift movement. However instead of carrying on with what he would've liked to do he kept the kiss short and stood extending a hand to the blushing female.

"I hope you don't get sick." Ichigo chided as they walked to the kitchen to fix breakfast.

"I have a strong immune system!" Kish replied proudly.

*1 week later*

*HACK* *WHEEZE*

"God damn it, Kish stop coughing!" Ichigo shook her head as the green haired alien continued to sniffle underneath the twenty blankets he was covered in.

"Gee, sorry…." He mumbled, congested.

"I thought you said you had a strong immune system." Ichigo snorted placing down the legitimate tea down on the coffee table.

"It seems I have a strong immune system to everything but you…"