Kliro-Kluke and Jiro (Blue Dragon)

The Shivering Sickness

     A/n:

Sorry for making this in only Kluke or Jiro POVs. It is easier to write this in those two POVs, so the next two or three chapters will be similar to this.

But thank you so much for reading this. I love you guyyyyssss

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KLUKE POV:

   I cant believe many things. I still can't belive that Shu attacked Jiro. I can't belive that Jiro acctually proposed to me. I can't believe that Shu almost KILLED the one person who makes me happy.

   I woke up. Jiro was still asleep, but the cut across his face was bleeding. He looked like he was in serious pain.

     I took one of my healing potions out of my satchel. I took one of Jiro's knives, and cut off a small piece if my sleeve off. I poured a bit of the potion in the fabric, and dabbed it on his forehead.

   His eyes popped open, and he stares into mine. He was in serious pain and discomfort. I kissed him,and I felt his forehead with my hand. It was burning.

  I instinctively put another blanket on him. His cut stopped bleeding. I left the tent, and headed to the fireplace we made yesterday. It was still very warm.

   I remade a fire, and I put a pot of water above it, and I put some vegtables I found last night in it.

  When it was done cooking, I let it cool, and I grabbed it,and headed back to the tent. Jiro was still up, so I went towards him. "Hey, do you want some soup? I just made it, so it might still be a little too hot."

  "Sure," he replied." But you should save some for yourself. I don't want you to starve. And does your ankle feel better?"  "Yeah. Does your cut feel a bit better?" I asked. He nodded his head yes.

    I rechecked his forehead. It was still very warm. I reached for my bag, and grabbed a spoon. Jiro stared at me, looking like this is very akward.

  My inner mother came out, and I spoon fed him. He was able to eat without vomiting, so that was good.

   After he ate, I rechecked his forehead. It was a little warm. He looked into my eyes. Then, the hole in the tent where Shu cut it, opened. Zola came in, and looked horrified. "Are you okay?" She asked, sounding very serious and concerned.

    She then shook her head."Well, Shu isn't doing much better either, after yesterday's "fun", so we are all going to stay for another two days as you two can recover. Kluke, I wish you luck in trying to help Jiro with his journey.  His isn't easy, and he looks like he needed a companion. Thank you." She left.

"Well, your fever has gone down, but I think you should stay in bed for a while. It's freezing out, and I don't think that you would want to leave the tent." Instinctively, I shiver.

  "Hey, Come here." He says. I do so, and he pulls the blankets over the both of us. He then hugs me, and doesn't let go.
I hug back. We both fall asleep. When I wake up, I notice that Jiro is still asleep.

   I (yet again) check his forehead. It was freezing cold. I reach for my bag, grab my medical book out, and see what to do.

   Nothing. I found nothing. Great. I'll have to do what I can. I see how much soup is left. Phew!over half of it is left.
  
   I carefully slide out of Jiro's arms. I exit the tent, and see if the fire is still going.

  Since it is, I reboil the soup, and it is ready to eat. As I enter the tent, Jiro's cut bleeds again. So, I take the potion, take a knive, cut off a short piece of my sleeve, and pour some of the potion on it, and dabbed it all over his cut.

  When the cut stopped bleeding, I slid back into Jiro's arms. He felt unusually cold. I grabbed another blanket, and covered him.  He then woke up, and I felt his head. It was acctually fine.

  I smiled, and kissed him. He kissed back. He then intensely STARES at the soup, and I  grabbed two spoons. My stomach was grumbling. We then began to DEVOUR the food, and it was filling. I wish I could have added some spices, but it was okay.

   I reclean his wound, and we both leave the tent, and check on Shu. As we entered his tent, Shu got up, and hugged Jiro. Jiro looked petrified.

    "I am so sorry I cut you. I did not care to listen to Kluke, and how you make her feel. I was just being over protective. She is pretty much my only freind, and I love her like a sister. Take good care of her, or else your face won't be the only thing that is cut."