The Blue Moon and You - Vanoè

Chapter One - Noé

The pale moonlight was peeking inside the hotel room through the window, the breeze lightly moving the curtains as the muffled talking of people downstairs could still be heard. It was a relaxing night, Vanitas was in his favourite spot on the roof, contemplating the night sky. I was on my bed, curled up under the covers because it was comforting.

"It's getting late, maybe I should check on Vanitas" I think as I get myself to reach the window, crawl outside and join him on the roof, just to find him sleeping all curled up in his coat.

"Vanitas...?" He doesn't answer, so I try to call his name more times, but I still get no answer from him. I don't want him to freeze to death, but I also know he wouldn't like me picking him up and taking him inside our room.

"Vanitas, are you planning to sleep here on this cold roof? Please give me a sign if you're still not frozen" I can't leave him here, it's too cold for him, knowing how much he was freezing in Gevaudan.

"...mh..Noé...?" I can hear him actually giving me a sign, "Yes Vanitas, it's me. It's the middle of the night and you're freezing, please come inside our room" I tell him, with a little concern in my voice.

He rubs his eyes then suddenly regains consciousness "wait a second...NOE'? WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

"Please don't yell, people are sleeping. I was just worried because you weren't coming back from the roof, and it's getting pretty cold" I explained.

"Well I don't need your concern as I'm perfectly fine! - he pouts - plus, you should go back to sleep, I like staying here, I'm fine."

"Yeah, sure... then I'm sorry to have bothered you, but you're still welcome inside if you suddenly change your mind"

"I won't" he says firmly

"Then, goodnight Vanitas" I hope he doesn't get a cold.

"Yeah, you too Noé" he never says it entirely back to me, so rude. I leave him on the roof and go back to my bed. I fall asleep shortly after.

The next morning...

"How did you end up like tha-eetchù!" Vanitas sneezes, and that somehow wakes me up.

I stare at him...upside down? Wait what the... "Goodmorning, Vanitas" I greet him with a smile, even though I'm still laying on the bed, or maybe I should say off the bed.

"You know, maybe I should reconsider sleeping inside just to see how you end up in such strange positions, Noè, but anyways, goodmor-tchù!"

I knew it. He got a cold.

I stand up and stare at him with a slight grin "Are you ok?"

"Don't. Make. That. Face. It bothers me to know you're... no, wait. Yes, I'm fine. I'm perfectly fi-tchù! Shit."

I have to suppress a laugh, but I hand him some tissues. "There you go, now rest, please. We're not going out today."

"Quoi? But we had a meeting with Count Orlok!"

"A meeting which necessarily requires your presence. And you're sick, so we can't go."

"And what are you gonna do to stop me?"

"Vanitas. You can't go. You have a cold" now that I noticed, he's paler than yesterday.

"Oh yes I can. You can't stop me. I'm going."

"Vanitas."

"Noé?"

"Vanitas..."

"Come on, I'm fine! See, I'm not even sneezing anymo-tchù!" he wipes his nose "...nevermind"

"See? You can't go."

"How about we reach an agreement? Now I rest and stay here, but then we go to the meeting."

"Proposal rejected."

"I reject your rejection." I can see him getting a little bit upset now.

"Why? You're not feeling well and you're getting paler." I say.

"Who cares? We have to go to the meeting! Etchù!" He wipes his nose again.

"Listen, I know it's important, very important for the both of us, but you can't just go around neglecting your health! There's people who care about you and your health!" It saddens me to think he doesn't care about himself, he always puts others first.

"Oh yeah? And who might those be! Murr??"

"Haha very funny. Vanitas. I'm serious. People care about you!"

"Uh-huh, sure and who are those people? Who could even care for someone as selfish, as arrogant, as obnoxious, as terrible, as..."

"Vanitas..."

"I can't..."

"Vanitas."

"I can't return love because I'm weird. I..."

"VANITAS." I slam my fist on the wall to make him listen to me.

"Listen, I know this isn't the 'normal' you who's talking, because you're sick, but please do keep in mind that I, Jeanne, Mademoiselle Amelia, Dante and the others care about you and we wouldn't like it if you went around with a palpable fever just because you don't want to miss an appointment."

"I don't have a fever." he makes a face of disapproval, but i get closer to him and feel his forehead with my hand to see if he's actually alright.

"Don't you dare-!" he says, yet he doesn't get away, and I can tell from his body temperature that he's got a fever.

"Vanitas you have a fever, please rest."

"No."

"Please."

"Nuh-uh." he turns his head away.

"I can tell you're burning up just by looking at you, you know..."

"Don't care" He's now walking towards the window.

"Oh don't you dare go outside" I tell him while grabbing his arm to stop him.

"Why?" He turns around, 'is that fear I see in his eyes?', he's giving me a cold expression.

I decide to let go of his arm. "Sorry, but please do not go outside, you have to rest."

"Oh quit it already! I told you I'm fine-tchù!" I see him stumble so I rush to hold him up.

"Vanitas?" and... he's gone. He fainted.

I gently carry him to his bed, take his coat and his shoes off and cover him in blankets, since he's trembling a bit. God, he's so troublesome.

I don't trust him here all alone, he could escape, so I sit on my bed to keep an eye on him and pet Murr while I wait for him to regain his strength.

Obviously, I fall asleep not even a minute after I sat on the bed.