Power Rangers Samurai Sickfics

Mike's Stomachache

Mike's POV
Goddamn it. I feel horrible. Kevin and Jayden took me into the Infirmary Room a few hours and I fell asleep after I took some meds. It's now about 3 in the afternoon and I feel terrible. The pain in my stomache is less but I just overall feel really sick. Nauseous and my head is killing me. I'm shaking badly, too. I slowly woke up to a throbbing pain in my head and groaned. I was freezing so I snuggled back into the blankets to try and lull myself back to sleep. I keep beating myself up for being weak in front of them. This isn't how a Ranger acts. As I keep going over and over about this, Antonio walks into the infirmary.

"Hey bud. You feeling okay?" He says while sitting on the bed next to him.

I didn't want to look weak so I tried to sit up but sat up too fast and the pain came back in a sharp stab which caused my nausea to come back sharp as well.

"I'm fin- Ah!" I said sharply. Antonio rushed over and helped my lay back down. God I'm so weak I need him to help me back down. I hope he doesn't think any less of me.

"Woah woah. Lay back down." He siad calmly.

"I'm fine. Just sore." I say turning on my side facing him. I keep swallowing to keep down the vomit that's threatening to come up. Antonio noticed this and grab a trash can and put it near my head.

"Thanks." I muttered shamefully.

"Yknow you don't have to be embarrassed that your sick." He assured me.

"Im not embarrassed. Its just weak. I'm a Ranger. I shouldn't be sick." I confessed.

"Dude. We all get sick sometimes. Remember when me and Jayden had a stomach flu?" I nodded.

"Don't be ashamed because your sick. Just focus on getting yourself better."

I nodded. Then asked,

"Why are you in here?"

"Mentor wanted me to check on you to see how your fever is doing."

As he said that, I felt the bile rise up my throat. I mumbled, "Shit."

Antonio noticed this and helped me up and gave me the trashcan. In which I emptied out my stomach. It felt horrible. I had to kneel on the ground so I wouldn't collapse. Antonio was rubbing my back which felt soothing. I spit in the trash and leaned against the bed. Antonio picked up the trashcan and I heard the water running so I knew he was cleaning it out. He is way too nice to be punished with this. At least I felt so much better.

He comes back and puts the trash can back in its place. He helps me back up and helps me lay back down.

"Thank you Toni. Im sorry you had to do that." I said shaking. I started to close my eyes, suddenly exhausted.

"It's cool man. Go to sleep. I'll check on you later." He said softly.

I nodded and slowly fell into black. But not before I heard the door close.