A Dash of Chili Powder

55

"I didn't call you grandpa, I called you uncle! Grandpa has a long vowel!" Yuki snapped in response to Vell's offense. She frowned. All they did was fight. "And Kakashi-tousan is right. Take a bath, dirty baka neko!"

"Yuki, no need for name calling." Kakashi spoke with finality.

The little girl growled and crossed her arms.

Amaya blinked up at Rage, frowning as he looked away. Why did he look away, anyway? Was she ugly? Was there something on her face? She frowned a little more. Why did she care what anyone thought of her? Who knew? She sighed quietly and rolled onto her side, staring at the tv now, purple hair splayed about.

Why'd he look away?

Her heart bumped and thumped with the growing disappointment. She sighed again, curling up in the blanked and continued to stare more blankly. Why?

"Rage-kun..." she grumbled, sneezing messily and loudly. The whole act in itself completely beat up her chest and made her head even harder than it already had been. She groaned quietly and sniffed.

[Sorry for it being short ><]

Gracie

"You MADE it sound like a long vowel," Vell gruffed, unaffected by the mistake. She was probably thinking it, anyway.

Kakashi rolled his eyes. "Seriously, though, take a bath," he said tiredly.

Vell tossed the now-empty box and chopsticks onto the coffee table and got up, dusting himself off. "Yeah, yeah," he grouched, waving his hand absently as of to shoo the command away. He stretched an arm over his head and lazily climbed the stairs in this manner.

The silver haired man shook his head. "Can't you two go five minutes without insulting each other?"

After taking a minute to let his heart slow down, Rage chanced another look at Amaya. She'd turned onto her side to face the TV, curled into a little ball. She sneezed violently, disturbing her whole body, and she pulled the blanket tighter around herself with a sniff.

Wow, she really was miserable. How could this not be caused by a virus? Well, he'd tried everything - and since nothing worked, it was obvious that bacteria wasn't the cause. The black haired teen didn't know being a jinchuriki entailed getting sick for no apparent reason. Vell NEVER got sick.

Rage swept purple hair from Amaya's face again before rubbing his thumb along her cheek. Her face was freezing. Did she have no control of her body temperature at all? Rage sighed a little and continued to gently run his thumb along her cheekbone in a soothing, warming manner. His attention drifted to the TV. Did Awaji only ever watch silly reality shows?