AN: Again there's nothing really to say, other then this is a sick!drabble!

Enjoy!

Yugi: 7

Yami visibly flinched. He closed his eyes and scrunched up his face each time he heard the horrible sound of retching coming from the boy laying on the bed with his young face in a long, wide trash bin.

The agonizing noise lasted for several more minutes, the spirit breathed a sigh of relief when Yugi placed the bin on the ground and collapse against the bed, he curled into himself and let out a small moan of discomfort.

Yami was about to step forward and ask his aibou if there was anything he needed. When the boy's grandfather calmly walked inside Yugi's bedroom.

Grandpa looked down at the seven year old, he gently brushed his blonde bands back as he placed a hand Yugi's forehead and shook his head, worryingly.

"How are you feeling, Yugi?"

A cough and a miserable noise was his answer. Solomon eyes held empathy for Yugi, understand that being ill with a 100 degree fever was never enjoyable. He ruffled his grandson'a spiky hair softly. "Will you be alright, while I'm gone?"

His aibou nodded. "I'll be fine, grandpa." Solomon patted his grandson's head softly then walked toward the door to leave. "I'll be back soon- Yami?" Grandpa quietly called out to Yugi's other half, knowing fully well that the spirit was here watching over Yugi. Yami gazed at the man, his arms crossed. "You look after your aibou, alright."

I always do, grandpa. Yami thought. Because it was true, he'd forever watch out for his little friend.

Solomon nodded as if he heard Yami's thoughts, he opened the door and left. Leaving Yami alone with Yugi. The poor boy, seeing his young friend in such state, it made him feel useless.

The spirit of the Puzzle jerked his head upward- Unless... Unless Yami were to switch places with his aibou, then Yugi would be okay and rest within his Soul Room and Yami could take the illness on himself. With that thought in his mind, he immediately accepted it.

Walking over to his little one, Yami placed a hand on Yugi's forehead, gently he brushed his blonde bangs back that were stiff and sticking to his face from the sick induced sweat running down his face.

"Don't worry, aibou. You'll feel better soon." Yami whispered with a small smile on his face. And in a bright flash of golden light he took Yugi's place.

The dizziness, the cold shivers, the nausea, the aching limps, it hit him all so fast and all at once that Yami couldn't help but gasped out as his vision black out for a couple of seconds. He's never felt like this before, at least not to his knowledge. Since he couldn't remember anything about himself, Yami doesn't know if he even got sick when he had a body of his own back in Ancient Egypt.

But as horrible as this was for him, Yami wasn't regretting it. He did this for his aibou, Yugi was no longer in pain, that was what counted.

Yami felt a small hand rest on his cheek. He leaned into his, because he knew who it was. "Other me!" The older of the two tried to gaze at Yugi, but the small nightlight from a crossed the seven year olds room kept giving him a headache and hurting his eyes. Yami felt his aibou softly rub his short thumb underneath his bottom eyelid.

"Yami-"

The sudden sensation of something making it's way from his stomach to his throat made Yami cut off whatever Yugi was about to say. He yanked the very same trash bin his aibou had used and quickly retched into it. Or at least, he tried too. He hasn't eaten anything as long as Yugi has, maybe even longer then that. And because of that, he ended up dry heaving.

Tears of agony fell down his face, his shoulders shook and his stomach twisted into knots. He couldn't take it, he just wanted this to stop. He held on to the trash bin with all his might, it was unbearable, Yami just needed something to hold on too. This was the worst pain he's ever felt in the time he has spent sharing a body with Yugi.

Because of very active, very agonizing episode, Yami was only partially aware of his friends arms wrapping around his shoulders, steady him as he continued to dry heave. He also was aware of Yugi leaning his forehead on his arm. His grip on the bin went slack as he finally stopped heaving. Yami's head hit the pillow, he let out a rough cough as his head began to spin, the strange sensation went through him, it was as if he was falling.

And it terrified him.

Yami moaned in pain, the tears from his dry retching still fell down his face. He felt one his aibou's hand rest on his cheek again, while the other held his clammy hand tightly.

"Other me..!" Yugi said his voice was small and strained. Like he was trying hard not to break down and cry. "Why?"

That was a simple answer. He opened his eyes and stared at his young 'brother'. "I couldn't...stand to...see you in pain anymore...little one." Yugi squeezed his innocent eyes shut at Yami's words. The seven year old bowed his head, resting it the crook of his other self's neck.

"You don't deserve this, Yami!" The boy announced truthfully. Leaning back, he gazed at Yami's face. "You've never had to deal with any thing like this before! It would be worse for you!"

Yugi pulled his hands away from the spirit, and attempted to place them on his transparent Puzzle around his neck, trying to take over and do what his brother had done for him. But Yami, even in his weakened state managed to cover Yugi's small, smooth hands in his own.

"It's alright, Yugi."

Yugi began protesting, shaking his head and babbling that it was not in any shape or form alright. They had no idea what this type of stress would put on Yami's soul. The power of the Puzzle was still a mystery to them both, sure Yugi was fine now. But who's to say that when he take over, and Yami becomes a spirit again that he won't disappear?

"-Little one."

His greatest fear was being alone. Alone with no friends, alone with no grandpa or his mother. But now for as long as he's know Yami, his greatest fear is now being alone with Yami, without his other half, his best friend, his big brother. He couldn't stand the-

"-My aibou."

Weak arms wrapped around the small child. With all his strength, the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle pull his Yugi into the bed.

"I will be okay."

Yugi shook his head. He returned the embrace as though he would fade away any second, in a desperate attempt to try and keep Yami with him, his hold became vice-like. "You don't know that, other me!"

Yami felt bile raise in his throat once and his head was beginning to ache, but he with difficult effort, forced those symptoms aside, he rubbed a hand down the boy's back. "I told you that I wasn't going to ever leave your side and I meant it."

"Other me..." Yami could hear the tears falling down Yugi's cheeks.

"Shh, little one." He muttered out, giving his aibou a squeeze of comfort. Yugi returned the squeeze and held on to Yami.

A visible flinch went through his, he could no longer hold the agonizing feeling away. He moaned out, and grip around the seven year old tightened on impulse.

"Yugi?"

His little friend gazed up at him. "Yes?"

Yami leaned his forehead against Yugi's. "Will you stay with me? Even after I've fallen asleep?" The question was weak sounding and filled with a sudden scared emotion, like he wanted nothing more then for Yugi to stay by him and not go anywhere else.

His aibou nodded. "I'm not going anywhere, big brother." Because he wasn't, if Yami was insisting on taking his illness, then Yugi wasn't going to be anywhere until this has passed.

A couple of minutes later the two boys, who were drained both emotionally and physically, were fast asleep in each other's arms.

AN: We've all been horribly sick at one point. We've all experience the Flu, the cold shivers, the 100 something fever, the nausea, the sensitivity to light, the headaches to where you feel like you heard is about to split into.

But the dry heaving. In any sense, stomach ache, a cold or just a random bug you caught from someone else. Dry vomiting is the worst pain then all the other symptoms of the Flu.

Anyway, another penny for your guy's thoughts?