happy birthday, enjoy your pneumonia;

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Someone hasn't been feeling so great over the last couple of days. He dismissed it as just a bug at first, but by now he's convinced; he's spent a while in the bathroom, puking up his breakfast along with a bit of blood. Not exactly the way he would have liked to celebrate getting a year older, but hey.]

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[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't have any plans to go anywhere, don't worry. Though when Sora gets back, he'll be sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned forward a bit in a harsh coughing fit.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Kai was there as support until Sora gets back, resting his head on top of Riku's knees with a soft whine.
Sora was hurrying so he returned with a few bottled waters and a medical book.]

Have a sip of this before telling me your symptoms.

[Smiles softly, looking over with concerned eyes before sitting down next to Riku and setting the items on the floor to offer a napkin he brought as well to wipe Riku's mouth.]

Easy Riku.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[That napkin will be useful, since the hand he was covering his mouth with has a fair amount of blood on it now. He's busy trying to catch his breath over here, breathing shallower than before.]

Can't b-breathe for one. And t-the puking.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

...

[He flipped through the book, looking to the blood before shutting the book. He knew what it was when he saw the crimson liquid, he didn't need the book.]

Pneumonia...Riku, get in bed.

[He retrieved a box of napkins for the mess, pulling the trashcan close to the bed for Riku if need be and pushed Riku under the sheets to tuck in before lifting an opened bottle to Riku's lips.]

Drink.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[He's not sure what to think of being fussed over like this, but he won't dwell on it since he's being forced to drink from that bottle of water, which he does.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Try to drink as much as you can, but not too quickly..

[He was worried for the other, you know-he cared. That's why he was fussing like this and doing as much as he could. Picking up the washcloth to drench in water again, ringing it out a bit before returning to put along the back of Riku's neck again. He'll fix it whenever it falls off, scurrying over to the cabinets for any antibiotics he knew would help. Right now he wasn't finding anything...]

Wonder if this place has a pharmacy room..

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[He shifts a bit, moving the washcloth to his forehead instead because it's so hot and he feels like he's going to pass out. His breathing is steady for now, but still shallow.]

...Hey, Sora.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[His ear twitched, darting over quickly to kneel next to the bed.]

Yeah Riku?

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Blame such a question on the fever if you want, he may do that later.]

...What am I to you?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He swallowed the lump in his throat, letting his gaze flit to the floor to think. He knew what he should and shouldn't say. Clearly, Riku and Kairi were a couple-they moved in together after all and...he didn't want to ruin anything. So he pulled on a smile, picking up the book off of the floor.]

You're one of my best friends Riku.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Is that really it?

[He wants to know if there's anything more, but he also wants to know if he's he's something less than a close friend, because what Ri said had him thinking.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Well, what did Ri say? Sora couldn't say much, the love arrow might've worn off but his heart still skips a beat when he sees Riku. But he would just give a nod.]

Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't you be my best friend?

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps it would be better if he mentioned it... no. Just thinking about the words made him angry and puzzled. "You call him your friend, but you won't even lift a hand to save him."]

You... Why didn't you tell me about that guy. Saix?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He shrunk, feeling himself close up from the topic. He didn't want to talk about it..but he knew he had to. Looking off to the side before answering.]

B-Because I knew you might have tried to help..and y-you would've gotten hurt just like Ri..and Kai.

[He couldn't deal with seeing his friends suffer in front of him, knowing that it could have been avoided if he just kept his mouth shut and dealt with the torment.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

But you gave them the chance to help. You wouldn't trust me with that information.

[If he had known, he could have- would have, no doubt- helped. And he sees himself as just as strong as Ri, at least. So was he just less of an ally to Sora?]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

No-Riku!

[He cupped Riku's cheeks, shaking his head.]

That's not why....Kai healed me the first time Saïx found me...and he just ran in to save me without knowing what was going on. All he knew was that I was against a wall and...He ended up worse than me, he almost died..and Ri did the same. Because they kept pestering me on what was wrong. Riku I trust you..but I could never bare to see you hurt, not after what I've seen happen to them. I couldn't risk it..

going to bed~ night!

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

So it is my fault. I didn't ask, I didn't push enough... Not like he did.

[The last bit is spoken with a surprising amount of bitter spite even if he's sick like this. It makes him furious that Ri got to run in and save Riku's best friend while he was left unknowing.]

niiight!~

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Riku, none of this is your fault. It's mine..Why is it always a competition between you and Ri?

[He felt like he was just some test to see who was more brave or the greatest. He felt a little hurt, hopefully Sora was just taking this the wrong way.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Because he's an ass with too much of an ego. It's...

[It's a hard thing for him to explain, even more so in his current state.]

He's got plenty of friends. But you're my best friend. Why should he get to play the hero?

[Then again, Greed never was any good at sharing.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He's seen the ego, he thought it was funny.]

...I am?

[Sora wore the brightest smile from that, kissing Riku's forehead before adjusting the washcloth again.]

It was all about timing Riku. I didn't ask him to help me, I know you would have done the same thing if you were in that hallway.

[He sat on the edge of the bed.]

You're a hero.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Stupid bastard, rubbing it in my face like that.

[He closes his eyes a moment, almost drifting off, but opens then again.]

I'm about the farthest thing from a hero.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Ri was..bragging about saving my life?

[Wow..Just wow. He quieted down, fixing Riku's bangs before sighing.]

You're a hero to me..

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

He seemed to think it was his greatest achievement to date.

[He'll be sure to punch Ri at least once when he's not in bed, dying of pneumonia.]

If that's what matters. Then that's good.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

It should be what matters, who cares what Ri thinks?

[He slid off the edge to sit on the floor, leaning his back against the mattress' side.]

You should try to get some sleep..

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

You should care, you're friends with him.

[Just because he can't stand Ri, doesn't mean he wants to make other people agree. If Sora's friends with him, he should care about what Ri has to say. But for the time being, he'll just let himself drift off to a troubled sleep.]