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Unfortunately, I started college this week, and Twinx is in his second week of senior year. So updates might be infrequent, especially if I have a writers block - after all, I'm the one doing most of the writing! XD He's the one helping with dialouge!~ But I don't see that happening any time soon. I'm getting so into this story! :D And I hope you are too!~

"Shinra, what's wrong with me?"

Shizuo sat on Shinra's couch, foot tapping impatiently as he played with the gauze that was stuck to his inner elbow. After his extreme coughing fit and sudden lightheadedness, he headed straight to Shinra's. He knew that he would be able to figure out what was wrong.

He glanced up to see the Shinra walking back toward the couch, a clipboard filled with notes and test results. A frustrated frown was on the doctor's face as he paced in front of Shizuo.

"Well, I'm not sure. You said that you didn't eat anything different the past few days? No change in diet or exercise?"

"Che…if you consider chasing the Flea around Ikebukuro exercise, then no, nothing has changed." Shizuo responded gruffly, leaning back into the cough with his arms crossed. 'I bet you that damn flea has something to do with this…"

"What on earth makes you think that?"

"Because he always has something to do with it!" Shizuo groaned, flailing his arms in a frustrated manner as he ran a hand through his hair. "Every time something happens to me, he's behind it."

"The chances of him somehow being involved in whatever is ailing you is very unlikely." Shinra chuckled as he shook his head as Shizuo sneered and started tapping his foot in irritation.

"Your tests came back fine. Your vitals are fine; blood pressure is good, blood results are normal, although your blood sugar is a little high. Might want to cut out the sweets a bit more. And your reflexes are spot on. Only thing that raised any alarm was your breathing." Shinra continued as he read over his test results.

"My breathing?"

Shinra nodded and sat next to Shizuo, dropping his clipboard onto the coffee table with a sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"When I checked your heart beat, your breathing seemed a little ragged. There isn't anything wrong I can conclude though. It could just be a cold. This was your first bout of bad coughing?"

"Yeah. First time that ever happened."

Shinra nodded and stood back up, reaching into his pocket to grab a small pad of paper, scribbling on it quickly, "Alright. For now, I'm going to prescribe yo-"

"Prescribe? Shinra I don't need medications!" Shizuo argued, standing up and taking the gauze off his arm, seeing the small prick of blood that dried where his blood was drawn.

"Well obviously something is wrong, Shizuo!" Shinra glared at him behind his spectacles and sighed when Shizuo just glared back, hovering over him. He pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, "Listen, it's nothing too drastic. Just something for allergies and colds. That might be all this is."

The ill blonde nodded and grabbed the paper from Shinra as he finished writing the prescription drug.

"I'm going to have you come back in a week. If the meds don't help with the coughing and lightheadedness, I'll do a few more tests. Just watch what you eat and see if anything irritates your lungs. That's all I can do for now."

"Alright. Thanks Shinra." Shizuo thanked as he stretched to leave. He shoved the prescription in his pants pocket and pulled out a cigarette from his vest. He placed it in his lips when Shinra reached over and grabbed it.

"Hey!"

"Try to cut back on the smoking too. See if that helps." Shinra warned as he gave the cigarette back to Shizuo. With a pissed off grunt, Shizuo put the cigarette away, and sulked out of the apartment.

No smoking and medication.

This week was gonna be hell.