The Ultimate Duty (slow updates)

2- Sick?

9 pm, Heather Academy Dormitories, Delphis, Earth.
Hayko's pov
——- A bouquet of blue hyacinths and sunflowers?

What are his plans? A bouquet? Really?
"Hey, I've wanted to apologize for earlier...I was supposed to grant you the best conditions in entering the academy but I failed... I'm sorry. I've got you a gift, I'm sorry if you don't like it.." He said. I'm pretty surprised. He hasn't got the same aura and attitude as earlier? I can tell that he means it, but, is it that important? It's not his fault, his friends were way too loud. Him kinda accompanying the fuss.
"...It's okay, I wasn't offended or upset, it's not in my habit to be in loud places so I got kinda disturbed." I half-lied. I seriously wasn't comfortable not only with them but everywhere. It frustrated me so I got back in my dorm. My father, to my surprise, interfered while I was doing my file with my personal information and declared himself as my father so he knows everything that I do here. He financed everything so "I can live like at home". I have my dorm, so heavily decorated that I feel like in the palace back there. I don't know what he's trying to do, implying that I never really lived in that palace in the first place.
"No, it shouldn't have happened in the first place... I should have taken care of it and-" He's starting to ruminate and this is starting to get on my nerves. I took him and shook him lightly "HEY, hey. Don't take this too seriously, I've said that it's okay, you don't need to make a fuss about it." I said while looking into his eyes. I didn't notice that he had blue eyes, and I must admit that they're beautiful. Ugh. Anyways. I was going to go like these romance books. As I finished talking, silence installed itself comfortably between us. We kept that eye contact for a few seconds and then he looked away. His cheeks were redder than earlier. Wait, did he catch a cold because of me? It rains outside and I now notice that he's soaked. The bouquet is intact so I think that he ran so his bouquet wouldn't be wet. I then heard him cough, I was right. He's got a cold.

"Are you okay?" I said "What?" I repeated, "Are you okay?"
He responded looking at me confused "Yes I am. Why do you ask?" I responded honestly "You look like you've got a cold" His eyebrows raised "Really?" I responded, "Yes, you're cheeks are red and you're pale." He checked himself and sneezed "Yes I think I've got one.." I then fought myself and said

"Come in"
Ray's pov
..."Come in" What? Is she serious? I must admit that I feel a little light-headed, but what is this all of a sudden? She got back to her dorm and I followed her. It seems like she's alone in the dorm, I can tell by the sign, which usually holds two names, but this one has only her name on it "Fumikawa Hayko, student". She must've come from a rich family, a common family can't afford the price of a personal apartment in the dormitory.
It's rather big, like an actual apartment, decorated not too heavily, but I can still sense money. How can she let so much expensive things at the reach of anyone who enters? Why did she let me in, in the first place? My headaches, she saw right, I've got a cold, and I'm seeing it only now.
Great... As I was going for the living room, I felt my eyes closing (because yes I ran from the town center to here to give her the bouquet. I insist on the fact that we were on the outskirts of the town, so I ran about 20 kilometers. And I was already feeling a strain in my voice, but I skipped it.) As the sickness took control of me, I couldn't think straight. I felt tired and I couldn't stand it anymore.
I did my best to fight it because I wasn't going to faint in the new student's dorm.
I supported myself on the chest of drawers, and I felt something under my sweating hand that didn't wait to fall on the floor. It was an old picture that I didn't have time to care about, I had other problems to care about right now.
I was overheating, and I could feel the sweat on my head, I tried to fight it but I felt a painful strain on my heart.
I groaned out of pain and crouched down starting to breathe loudly. I was in pain, but I got up with all my force and fell back down. It seems that my members said no to working right now. Great. I think that the thud was loud, Hayko got out of the kitchen, she was visibly cooking something for me.
Her face or I would mean her eyes (they reflected most of her emotions, facial expressions didn't seem to be her cup of tea) was first looking curious and annoyed by my antics, but switched to worried and she stopped a couple of seconds and then she ran by my side. I looked pathetic, on my knees, sweating, my hand clutching my heart, breathing loudly, and very pale. I tried to hide myself, but she stopped me saying "Hey, I'll get you some help, but please do not move nor talk" I wasn't going to talk, it was too painful to even move my finger. I wondered what were her plans, and-
She got me up on my feet and carried me. What the hell? Where is she getting me?
We entered a bedroom, a big one, and she put me on the king-size bed. I'm still processing what happened two seconds ago. I looked around the bedroom, it has a lot of trophies and medals.
I turned my head towards the rumbling sound, and I saw her looking around searching for something. I watched her coming in and out of the room, still searching for the thing that she doesn't remember where she put it. Her eyes lit up, and she ran to a shelf beside my bed and took a bottle. She turned to look at me, eyeing me for a couple of seconds before taking the near chair and sitting beside me. She then spoke up "How are you feeling?"
I pause thinking of what I should say. I don't want to make a list about it but I don't want to stay in here for too long. I like her company, but I feel like I'm a nuisance. She just arrived, and here I am disturbing her. "Hey. Are you feeling good?" I feel a cold hand on my forehead. I looked at her. She was truly beautiful, with her messy hair tied in a bun, and strict, composed, majestuous, sharp and bruised but soft face, her bicolor purple and gold eyes looking deeply and worriedly at me. I ignored it and responded "Yeah...Uhm.." I stuttered. I then looked away.
She then sighed and told me to sit up. I did as she said right away. I was wondering what she was planning, and I then saw a spoon in front of my mouth. "What the hell.." I blurted out. She raised her eyebrow, like saying "Bro we have no choice.." and she looked down at my hands. "What?" and looked at them.
They were shaking.. and I didn't even notice it. I turned to look at her, and I felt a hand grabbing my cheek and turning my head to face the spoon. I sighed because I didn't have a choice. I mean, what could I do with shaking hands? Hold a spoon? Yes, this is something I could do. I'm not some weakling or some shit. I got my hand to hold the spoon, and the medicine was fighting to not get out of the spoon, and I felt her mocking me (in her ways) as I was struggling. After 5 minutes of my hand telling me to stop, she took the spoon visibly annoyed, and forced it into my mouth. I swallowed the cold medicine, it tasted.. good?
I'm shocked. "Tasty?" I turned to look at her "Definitely. Can I-" "No."
Ray's pov

I felt a cold run in my back, help. Why is she so rude? Damn...
"Bro... you serious.." "Yes"

Back to Hayko's pov

Sigh... The only medicine that tastes good is slipping away from me. "B-"
I suddenly feel nauseous. My head is throbbing, my back aches and I feel pain everywhere. I start to breathe loudly as confusion sets in my system. My brain can't think straight suddenly, I can't understand what is happening to me and my brain is in the same state right now. As I feel myself going down on the bed, my eyes began to close. The last thing that I hear is "Sleep well, you'll be a lot better when you'll wake up." and I fell into a deep slumber.
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I woke up, in a dark room, that I would assume is the bedroom from earlier. I'm feeling..light? I was sick for two minutes- I look at the clock. 10 am? Have I slept this much?... and I am.. in her dormitory?! Oh god... I closed my eyes as I heard the door open. I heard her mumble something. I didn't understand what she said.
"Open your eyes, I know that you're up."
She's too clever. I can't fool her at this point.
"I see that you got a lot better" She concluded. "Yes, I indeed feel better thank you," I responded. "I'm sorry for what happened-" "It's okay. Don't worry about that" Oh. She went straight. "I will go now, thanks-"
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She grabbed my wrist.
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"Stay."