doki doki Precure (Ira X Rikka)

Ira's Sick!

~Ira's POV~

"... ra... Ira!" I heard my name being yelled.

"Huh?... What is it, Rikka?" I replied as I hear that familiar voice.

"Breakfast is ready. It's pancakes! Remember?" She said.

"Pancakes!" I yelled eyes wide open.

I looked Infront of me and the pancakes were sitting there freshly made. I immediately started to eat them.

"Geez..." Rikka said sitting down and eating her pancakes too.

After finishing our pancakes Rikka walked over and picks up my plate and her plate and walked to the kitchen to clean it up.

"Hey, why don't you fly?" I asked.

"I can?" She asks me.

"Yea, I told you. You can fly as long as I'm alive." I said.

The she floated off the floor.

"Oh yea, your right! This will be so much easier." She says smiling at me.

My face heats up because I wasn't expecting her to say that.

"Ira? What's wrong? Your face is all red." She says floating towards me and touching my forehead.

I backed up a little, not used to the sudden contact.

"Hey, your forehead is really hot! You have a cold!" She exclaims.

"Huh?" I say touching my own forehead.

'Then it wasn't a blush, I was just sick.' I thought.

"You need to get in bed." Rikka said as she pulled on my hand.

I was too tired to talk so I just walked with her, I feel so sluggish. She eventually me in bed.

"Call me if you need anything." Rikka said as she leaves.

I quickly grabbed her hand.

"Ira?" She says turning around.

"*Pant* S-St...ay..." I managed to say.

The strength in my arms left me and I let go of her, that was when I lost conscious.

~Rikka's POV~

"Ira?..." I say making sure he's asleep.

I tuck his arm under the blanket. I flew downstairs, grabbed a bucket of cold water, a few ice cubes inside and a cloth. I quickly flew back upstairs, wet the cloth in the icy water and placed it on Ira's forehead.

~Time skippuuuuuu~ Ira's POV~

I woke up, I was still feeling sick but a little better. I touched my forehead and noticed the cloth there. I moved my gaze to the side.

"R-Rikka?!?!?!" I whisper-screamed to myself.

Rikka was sleeping with her arms folded and head on her arms. I look to the bedside table and saw a bucket of ice cold water. I stared at the cloth and the bucket. I smiled. Slowly reaching down I gently stroke Rikka's hair.

"Thanks Rikka." I said to no one in particular.

I got out of bed making sure to not wake her up. That was when I heard the doorbell ring. I quickly teleported outside by habit.

'Oh no, I forgot to put her in bed and clean up the cloth and bucket. Stupid me.' I mentally and physically face palmed.

I heard the door open, it's probably her best friend 'Mana'. Sure enough, Mana came through the bedroom.