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"No. I mean. just keep giing it until the can's done.."
Tsurai was too tired to even connect to how badly this conversation was going.

Tsurai kept eating it and hating it, but forcing it anyway. Catfood wasn't so bad once you got used to it.

When he was done he coughed a little and said. "Doubt it. I was... really stiff anyway... But atleast everything quit itching. And the fever left." He looked over Isiah.
"And you don't look as bad. See? Alex isn't SO bad. Should've brought her along.."

Tsurai gave a weak sigh, turning away from Isiah while his body began to gently shake.

This was ludicris. Tsurai was awesome with overbearing heat. Isiah was awesome with overbearing cold. Yet they both couldn't even stand the other element. How sad was that?

But he didn't want to say anything about it, even though being in Isiah's boxers made the cold worse. No pants, no warmth whatsoever. Horrible.

"Isiah.. " Tsurai was pretty much getting over the bad feeling of embarrassment about not being able to do anything, so he just went ahead and asked, regardless of how gay it sounded.
".. Could you... Pet me...?"

Bah. It was worse sounding in the air than it was in thought.

Oh well. If Isiah did it, feeling sorry for himself would pay off in the end, because Tsurai liked being pet. And hadn't been pet in a really long time. Kris used to do it. And now that he was an invalid piece of.. Burden... He might as well feel decent about it and reminice.

Tsurai gave a relieved sigh. "... Thanks," he breathed.

Closing his eyes, he let out a heavy breath of cold air. "No, this is fine."

No, it really wasn't, But Tsurai wasn't in the mood to look at Isiah naked.
Tsurai was wearing Isiah's boxers, after all...

Tsurai closed his eyes tightly for a second, a look of distate on his face. Of course, luckily, it was dark and Isiah couldn't see that.

Tsurai didn't... The kid was uneasy about being this close to a gay guy, but after about ten minutes he didn't seem to care anymore, because it was slightly warmer, and the petting felt good.

Ew. That sounded wrong even in thought.

Regardless, Tsurai fell asleep soon after that. And in some subconcious want to be less cold, he rolled over.
But. It was the other side, on his right arm.
For some reason or another -perhaps because the boy was unconcious rather than asleep- he didn't wake up from lying on it.

And in recompence to that, he was also face-to-face with Isiah, which, when either one of them woke up, would be a little too invasive in the comfort zone.

Tsurai coughed on something before waking up, and immediately sat up.
He was aching everywhere.

Groaning, he put his hand on his face, then through his hair.
Then he realized a place where he wasn't aching. He looked over to his arm, and tried to move his fingers. They didn't move but a milimeter, and it didn't hurt either.

"s**t.." he grumbled... "Huh?" He could've sworn he saw a cockroach walk next to his leg.
He wouldn't be surprized if they had survived. They were ******** everywhere. Damn invicible bastards.

Turning, Tsurai rubbed his hand against the ground, trying to see if the bug was really there. He couldn't find it.

Must've been just seeing things.

Tsurai seemed in a considerably better mood. More energetic, even. But only in mind. As soon as Tsurai stood up he'd realize how weak he truly was.

But that wasn't right now. He was still sitting. And would be for a while.
Tsurai looked at Isiah, and blinked a few times. Isiah looked kind of.. Weird.
"Uh.. I can't feel my arm. What's the matter with you?"