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The counselor for the goddess of love children couldn't help but give a small smile at who the two children of death acted around each other. It was as if they were trying to pretended they hated each other and had a sibling rivalry but they actually loved each other so much they could never fight; which Damion guessed was actually the case. He excepted the hug happily and yawned, feeling dizzy and woozy. The white haired man really just wanted some more sleep, but fought the urge thinking it would be awkward to fall asleep with Kaile now that his little brother was there.

Kaile Moriyama

Hades' Cabin Counselor

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Kaile shook his head. "Not right now Asura. I have to take care of Damion... Later we can play tag." He smiled apologetically over at his younger brother. As much as he liked playing... right now Damion's health was more important. He glanced down at the white haired boy."You okay?"

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Damion shivered and curled closer to the Hades counselor. The Aphrodite counselor felt like all hell had broken loose inside of him. However he didn't want to get in the way of Kaile and his brother. He'd feel offal. "No, really. Just get me to the infirmary. They'll take care of me there. Then you could go play with Asura. He wants to spend time with you." He explained with his hands. The white haired boy felt horrible, but even worse that he was being such a burden.

The white haired man looked down, away from Kaile as his face turned a bit red, but not from the fever. He really did like the taller man, but he couldn't bring himself to say (or rather sign) that. Damion sighed, realizing there was no point in arguing. Plus he was too tired to do so. He decided to just give in. When he was asked about the nectar he shook his head and nuzzled into Kaile's chest, letting out another small cough. Finally surrender the battle he was putting up and let sleep win this round, closing his eyes and relaxing into the other male, drifting into a deep slumber.

Damion flinched a bit in his sleep. The scene in his mind was not a pretty one. He was back to 11 years old in his dad's office with his father. He sat on the desk and listened to his dad talking to his some of the other family members about a hit. At that point a glass bottle came crashing through the window. An announcement was made that an enemy had attacked the house. Everyone started running around and rushing to get him and his dad out. Suddenly he was on a stretcher being loaded into a hospital truck. Sirens were blazing and his dad was running in along side him telling him it will be okay as tears ran down the old man's face. He opened his mouth and tried to speak, but nothing came out. The Aphrodite counselor was terrified as tears escaped from his closed eyes and dripped down his sleeping face.

Damion slowly opened his eyes and looked to Kaile. It was just a dream. A horrible, terrifying flash back. The son of the love goddess's eyes became flooded with tears as he hugged tightly to the younger counselor and wept. He never wanted to relive that day. On top of that, everything hurt; his head, his throat, his back, everything. The white haired man was a mess, and felt bad about dragging his friend into his problems. However he was too busy being horrified to worry about imposing.