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"Shoot, shoot, shoot. I'm going to be late for school." You rushed around, popping some Advil and taking some vitamin C. What ever you caught to make you sick was not bringing you down today. It was Friday. You just had to get through today then you'll rest during the weekend. It was a few weeks before exams and you couldn't miss a day, you wouldn't.

Grabbing your backpack, an orange juice pack and a bag of poptarts, rushing out the door. Your head felt like it was going to explode but you had faith in the painkillers and continued your run to school.

You made it just in time, the bell ringing seconds after you made it into your classroom at Inarizaki. Giving out a sigh, you finally relaxed, feeling the ache in your feet but thankfully the pounding in your head was gone. You propped your arm on your desk and leaned into it, trying your best to focus on what your teacher was saying, jotting down any information he was saying.

Once the bell rang and everyone got let out for lunch, you heading straight for the library. There was no way you were having your boyfriend Kita catch you. He'd send you home with no hesitation without hearing you out, or he'd hear you out but the words would go in one ear and out the other.

You rushed towards the library but had to stop, dizziness taking over your body and you leaned against a locker as you collected your grounding. Sighing out, you just put one foot in front of the other till you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around with a questioning look as to who it was grabbing you and your eyes widened.

You were caught.

"Is there something wrong?" Kita's eyes scanned you and landed on your semi pink cheeks. "Are you sick?" His hand came up and felt your forehead. "Go home." His eyes stayed on yours with a look of demand.

Yep, you knew it. "I can't. I've got way too much to do. I can't fall behi-"

"Go home." He spoke more sternly, taking a step forward, his silvery black tipped hair lifting of his forehead slightly as he leaned over, looking at you.

"Shins-" Cut off again.

"No, Y/N." His hand reached your face and placed the back of his hand on your forehead again. "Go home and get some rest. I'll be over after practice to check on you." He grabbed a strand of your hair and pushed it behind your ear, a gentle gesture but his eyes were unyielding.

You gave out a sigh and nodded your head. "Okay... fine. I'll head to the nurses and then go home."

"Thank you. Let me walk you." He placed his hand on your back and began to walk you to the nurses which ended up with you being home, laying in bed.

You sat down on your bed and twisted your mouth to the side, looking over at your book bag, the nagging want to study surged within you. Shaking your head, knowing how mad Kita would be if he found out you were studying and not resting... You laid down and snuggled into your blankets, the second your head hit the pillow, sleep overtook your body and you were out in a matter of seconds.

~~

You awoke to the feeling of something cool and also warm on your face. Scrunching your eyes a bit, you shifted on your bed then felt a weight next to you. Your eyes fluttered open and the scene before you revealed your boyfriend, all perfect with the way his silvery hair fell on his face with dark tips. His eyes looked at you with concern and you noticed that his finger was brushing just above the towel he placed on your forehead. He traced along your hairline and brought it through your hair every once in a while.

"Shinsu..." You gave him a light smile and snuggled into his hand slightly, twisting your head so you could see him better as you were positioned on your side.

"How are you feeling?" He questioned as he brought his hand from your head down to your waist, caressing gently down your side.

"Groggy... hot... achy..." You sighed out, shutting your eyes briefly then opening them back up.

When you said achy, he began to squeeze your side, rubbing his fingers down your back, applying pressure on the knots in your back. You purred out in satisfaction, a smile forming on your face. "I've got you some medicine. Oranges and bananas are in the bag as well. I can run downstairs and peel the orange for you." He shuffled in the bag as he started naming off items. "I also bought some things to make dinner for you. Your parents said it'd be fine if I did that."

"Wh-what?" You chuckled out, chalked with surprise and wide eyes. "You don't have to do that?"

"No, no. I'm doing it because you need a proper meal and I'm going to make it for you." He got up off your bed.

"And you don't think my parent's can make a proper meal for me?" You snorted through your nose, getting up from the bed, dangling your feet off the edge.

"I don't doubt they can. But I want to make you something. They said they won't be home till late. They said they're going out for dinner and already thanked me for planning on making food for you." He just stared at you but you could see a hint of playfulness behind them. His eyes seeming to say, "haha, you're stuck with me."

"Fine, fine." You chuckled and stood up. "Then, do you need help with anything?" You grabbed the towel off of your forehead and held it.

"No. Just drink this." He threw you a bottle of Gatorade, having it land right next to you. "Lay down and rest."

You sighed and playfully glared at him before succumbing to his wishes, laying back down on the bed and bringing the blankets up to your neck. "Okay. Am I coming down whe-"

"I'll bring it up for you." He looked at you then came over to you, leaning down and giving you a kiss on your forehead. "I'm taking care of you. It's my job." He spoke against your forehead before grabbing the rag from your hand, dipping it in a cool water bucket next to your bed and placing it back on your head.

"Thank you... Thank you Shinsuke." You gave a gentle smile.

He brushed his fingers through your hair. "I'd do anything for you. Now rest." He got up off the bed.

"I am, I am." You giggled, watching him leave your room. "Make it delicious!"

His lips slowly curved up into a small smile and he nodded before he headed downstairs.

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"Shoot, shoot, shoot. I'm going to be late for school." You rushed around, popping some Advil and taking some vitamin C. What ever you caught to make you sick was not bringing you down today. It was Friday. You just had to get through today then you'll rest during the weekend. It was a few weeks before exams and you couldn't miss a day, you wouldn't.

Grabbing your backpack, an orange juice pack and a bag of poptarts, rushing out the door. Your head felt like it was going to explode but you had faith in the painkillers and continued your run to school.

You made it just in time, the bell ringing seconds after you made it into your classroom at Inarizaki. Giving out a sigh, you finally relaxed, feeling the ache in your feet but thankfully the pounding in your head was gone. You propped your arm on your desk and leaned into it, trying your best to focus on what your teacher was saying, jotting down any information he was saying.

Once the bell rang and everyone got let out for lunch, you heading straight for the library. There was no way you were having your boyfriend Kita catch you. He'd send you home with no hesitation without hearing you out, or he'd hear you out but the words would go in one ear and out the other.

You rushed towards the library but had to stop, dizziness taking over your body and you leaned against a locker as you collected your grounding. Sighing out, you just put one foot in front of the other till you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around with a questioning look as to who it was grabbing you and your eyes widened.

You were caught.

"Is there something wrong?" Kita's eyes scanned you and landed on your semi pink cheeks. "Are you sick?" His hand came up and felt your forehead. "Go home." His eyes stayed on yours with a look of demand.

Yep, you knew it. "I can't. I've got way too much to do. I can't fall behi-"

"Go home." He spoke more sternly, taking a step forward, his silvery black tipped hair lifting of his forehead slightly as he leaned over, looking at you.

"Shins-" Cut off again.

"No, Y/N." His hand reached your face and placed the back of his hand on your forehead again. "Go home and get some rest. I'll be over after practice to check on you." He grabbed a strand of your hair and pushed it behind your ear, a gentle gesture but his eyes were unyielding.

You gave out a sigh and nodded your head. "Okay... fine. I'll head to the nurses and then go home."

"Thank you. Let me walk you." He placed his hand on your back and began to walk you to the nurses which ended up with you being home, laying in bed.

You sat down on your bed and twisted your mouth to the side, looking over at your book bag, the nagging want to study surged within you. Shaking your head, knowing how mad Kita would be if he found out you were studying and not resting... You laid down and snuggled into your blankets, the second your head hit the pillow, sleep overtook your body and you were out in a matter of seconds.

~~

You awoke to the feeling of something cool and also warm on your face. Scrunching your eyes a bit, you shifted on your bed then felt a weight next to you. Your eyes fluttered open and the scene before you revealed your boyfriend, all perfect with the way his silvery hair fell on his face with dark tips. His eyes looked at you with concern and you noticed that his finger was brushing just above the towel he placed on your forehead. He traced along your hairline and brought it through your hair every once in a while.

"Shinsu..." You gave him a light smile and snuggled into his hand slightly, twisting your head so you could see him better as you were positioned on your side.

"How are you feeling?" He questioned as he brought his hand from your head down to your waist, caressing gently down your side.

"Groggy... hot... achy..." You sighed out, shutting your eyes briefly then opening them back up.

When you said achy, he began to squeeze your side, rubbing his fingers down your back, applying pressure on the knots in your back. You purred out in satisfaction, a smile forming on your face. "I've got you some medicine. Oranges and bananas are in the bag as well. I can run downstairs and peel the orange for you." He shuffled in the bag as he started naming off items. "I also bought some things to make dinner for you. Your parents said it'd be fine if I did that."

"Wh-what?" You chuckled out, chalked with surprise and wide eyes. "You don't have to do that?"

"No, no. I'm doing it because you need a proper meal and I'm going to make it for you." He got up off your bed.

"And you don't think my parent's can make a proper meal for me?" You snorted through your nose, getting up from the bed, dangling your feet off the edge.

"I don't doubt they can. But I want to make you something. They said they won't be home till late. They said they're going out for dinner and already thanked me for planning on making food for you." He just stared at you but you could see a hint of playfulness behind them. His eyes seeming to say, "haha, you're stuck with me."

"Fine, fine." You chuckled and stood up. "Then, do you need help with anything?" You grabbed the towel off of your forehead and held it.

"No. Just drink this." He threw you a bottle of Gatorade, having it land right next to you. "Lay down and rest."

You sighed and playfully glared at him before succumbing to his wishes, laying back down on the bed and bringing the blankets up to your neck. "Okay. Am I coming down whe-"

"I'll bring it up for you." He looked at you then came over to you, leaning down and giving you a kiss on your forehead. "I'm taking care of you. It's my job." He spoke against your forehead before grabbing the rag from your hand, dipping it in a cool water bucket next to your bed and placing it back on your head.

"Thank you... Thank you Shinsuke." You gave a gentle smile.

He brushed his fingers through your hair. "I'd do anything for you. Now rest." He got up off the bed.

"I am, I am." You giggled, watching him leave your room. "Make it delicious!"

His lips slowly curved up into a small smile and he nodded before he headed downstairs.