AN: Another chapter.

I had planned to go to bed after the last one, but I told my group's Canada I'd stay up so he had someone to talk to because he has to stay up for another couple of hours. So...yeah, I'm writing.

To those who reviewed:

ThatRandomReview: Yes, it is just a small cold. He'll be okay. And yeah..Feli..he's like Vash, he's overprotective of his brother. He just doesn't want to run the risk of Toni and Lovi arguing while Lovi's sick.

Enjoy.

Lovino woke the following morning to the feel of a cool, damp cloth dabbing at his forehead. He let out a discontent noise, backing up. "Wha'?"he asked tiredly.

A soft chuckle sounded. Antonio.

"I'm just trying to kill your fever a bit,"

Lovino nodded, but flinched back when the cloth touched his skin again. "'S cold."he grumbled.

Antonio smiled faintly. "Okay.."he said softly, setting the rag back in the bowl beside the bed and pulling the covers up further around his boyfriend. "Get some sleep, baby."

Lovino half smiled and nodded. "Love you,"he mumbled.

"I love you too,"Antonio said softly, kissing Lovino's temple before he got up and headed to the door. He glanced back to see Lovino already drifting back to sleep. He half smiled. "Get better soon,"he added quietly before he turned the overhead light off and left the room.

When Antonio entered the school and took a seat with the others, Vash gave him a look. "He feeling any better this morning?"he asked.

Antonio gave a faint smile. "Still feverish, but he said he was cold, so I let him go back to sleep."he said softly.

Feliciano butted in. "He'll be okay. He gets cold flashes a lot when he's sick, as well as when he's recovering. Nonno always said it had something to do with how warm he usually is."he said softly. "He just needs a lot of rest,"

Antonio nodded.

The day was quiet once again.

Lovino was sitting in the kitchen when the others got home, poking at some soup. He looked like he was falling asleep where he sat.

Antonio laughed quietly at the sight. "Alright, Lovi, let's get you back to bed."he said softly.

"Nuh-uh."Lovino said. "No. I've been in bed for the past two and a half days, wanna be up."

Antonio sighed. "You're sick. You need rest to get better,"

Lovino pouted, but gave in. He held his arms out to Antonio, who gave a slight smile.

"You want me to carry you?"

Lovino looked at him with wide eyes. "Please?"he asked quietly.

Antonio smiled softly and moved forward, carefully picking the Italian up bridal-style and carrying him back to bed and tucking him in.

Lovino was fast asleep again before he was back in bed, showing Antonio just how tired he really was.

The Spaniard smiled faintly and headed back to the others. "He's back to sleep now,"he said softly.

The evening passed quietly. Sooner or later, Lovino got back up again, eating a bit of soup before he laid down beside Antonio, resting his head in his lap lightly and going back to sleep.

Antono smiled faintly, running his fingers through his hair lightly.

_S&S_-

The next few days passed with little improvement. Lovino just wasn't getting much better. Feliciano started worrying, and Antonio seemed a bit lost on how to help Lovino when he couldn't keep any food down.

Vash frowned deeply after Lovino had gone back to sleep after his last bout of sicking up. "This isn't normal for him. He gets sick every year around this time, but..."

Feliciano shook his head. "Can we take him to the doctor today?"he asked Vash.

The Swiss checked his watch and nodded, getting up and heading out to make the calls in silence. He knew the routine.

When Lovino woke up next, he found himself being taken to the doctor's office again.

After Lovino, Feliciano and Vash came back, Lovino curled back up beside Antonio and went back to sleep.

Vash sighed. "They said to make sure he gets some rest, and to keep him hydrated, bring him back if he hasn't improved any in the next couple of days."he said. "But still..."

Antonio looked down at his sleeping boyfriend. He frowned. "I know a few herbal remedies. Could I try one of those? It should calm his stomach at least, so he's not puking his guts out every hour."

Vash nodded. "When he wakes up next, go ahead,"

Silence fell over the group then. It was so odd for one of them to be sick, and it was even odder to see Lovino so weak.

Sometime about an hour and a half later, Lovino's breathing caught in his throat and he woke up coughing.
Antonio rubbed his back soothingly and sighed.

Lovino sighed as soon as his breathing went back to normal after the coughing fit and he pouted. "I hate being sick,"he grumbled.

Vash rolled his eyes. "C'mon, let's get you to bed."he said, getting up and helping the elder Italian up.

Lovino didn't fight against it, just let himself be led back to bed again.

Man, I hope he gets to feeling better soon. It sucks, seeing him like this. Antonio thought with a slight frown.

Here.