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"Oh. Okay..." He didn't seem too interested.

Tsurai was still groping for that important thing. There had to be something.
Maybe it wasn't important at all. Maybe Tsurai was just royalizing it.
He was making mountains out of molehills.
He should should just try and get some sleep...

It was really quiet. And Tsurai was so sore, his mind kept saying to sleep, regardless of how many times he'd blacked out earlier that day.

It was the middle of night when Tsurai woke up. And it was from a nightmare of a reality.
The kid had remembered that important thing. In his sleep. Tsurai was panting because of it.
And he had more pain. It just took him a moment to realize through Isiah's loud snoring what it was.

It wasn't actually pain, so much as a really nauseous kind of numb sore. And it was between his legs. That didn't bother Tsurai as much as his hand being right there. The best he knew, Tsurai didn't move in his sleep. He was positive he didn't snore, but he had never woken up with his hand.. Not where he left it.

Tsurai, shaking, got up, and what seemed like a drunken state, as his balance was off and he was crashing into things, collapsed outside the "house" and started puking up the soup and his insides from earlier.
It wasn't pretty, but atleast Tsurai had managed to get out of the building before he had done it. Now his... Yelching would be at least a little muffled from Isiah.

The weird thing was that... Tsurai, although horrified by the prospect of actually enjoying the one thing he remembered, could really only think about Isiah dropping his face back in his own puke.

Probably an old brain-reflex from being abused, but, Tsurai still didn't want Isiah to wake up from this, regardless of how loud, unsettling, and trivial it was.

Tsurai coughed. He felt like his brains were bleeding through his mouth.

"No. Leave me alone," he hoarsed, looking for something the cover up his rather large pile of yellow and red mush with.

He couldn't find anything, and gagged one more time before forcing himself to swallow it. He didn't want Isiah to see him like this.

Coughing again, he leaned his back on the outside of the wall and took deep breaths, small coughs coming from him every now and then.

"No." He had to shut himself off, now.
He starting breathing through his nose loudly.

Tsurai was not used to puking out his guts. But with Isiah... And travelling... It seemed to be getting a common occurance.

Tsurai was trying to tell himself to suck it up. So he enjoyed what happened. Big whoop. He shouldn't care, because it wasn't ever going to happen again.
Right?

Trying to think about it that way just made him even more sick, but instead of puking the nothing he had left, he hacked up some stomach acid and spat it on the ground. That didn't taste.. Or feel... Too great.

"No.. Keep it.. I'll live..." he mustered.

Tsurai let everything go. One deep breath in, and when you exhale, you're one with everything.

His a** may hurt from sitting on it, but he was too weak to do anything about it. And frankly, didn't really care.

"Isiah... I gotta know something. And I know this situation looks... Really bad. But if you say yes... It's not gonna get worse. So if the answer's yes. Just.. Go ahead and say yes. Really. But I just gotta know."

He took a deep breath and swallowed, forcing himself to slowly let it out, even though he was beginning to shake.
Tsurai always shook, so that didn't really bother him.

"Just. Don't lie. Please." He was pleading.
"Do you... Have a crush... On me..?"

Tsurai braced himself for an answer, and tried to will himself to think of things that wouldn't make him throw up. Because he was pretty sure the next thing that would come out of his mouth would be an actual organ.

He let go of the breath he was holding. "Oh, thank god..." he rushed to himself.

Tsurai covered his eyes.

"Cyrus said that, too." After a pause, he gave a small cough.
"But I wasn't puking at that, if it's what you're worried about. I'm... Trying really hard... To be that tree... Isiah." That sounded weird, but Tsurai tried not to think too much on it. His head hurt, anyway.

"But I don't think it's gonna work out."

"Ugh. I hope it counts for a new stomach..." He groaned.

Tsurai started to get up, but realized his muscles were like taffy.

"I think... I'm gonna sit out here for a while."