Fate's Cruel Little Game [Akashi Seijuro Fanfiction]

She Caught the Flu. And has a Fever.

"Ah... Ah... Achoo!" 

Waking up with the flu and  fever was definitely a sign that you were going to have a horrible day. Aya had woken up with a horrible headache and sore throat. Also with a temperature of about 39.9 degrees. 

She had found that out when Sayu burst into her room, yelling about how they were twenty minutes late for school. Instead of seeing Aya burst out of her bed and get ready, the poor girl was curled up in her bed, her breaths ragged and her face red. 

Then Sayu freaked out. She fucking. Freaked. Out. Big time. 

-Amazing Freako- Flashback of Sayu's Major Freakout- 

"Aya?! Aya!? Are you awake?! Hey! Open the door! Aya! Goddamnit, we're already twenty minutes late fore school! ... Your coffee is waiting! ... Aya! Aya! A-fucking-ya! Mother- I'm coming in you-!" 

And then she forced the door open by punching it down. She actually possessed the strength to punch it down. 

"Aya!? Why the fuck are you in bed!? Wake the hell up!!! Wait. Why are you still sleeping. Wake up. Wake the fuck up! AYA. Wake up. Oh my fucking- WAKE U- Huh?" 

It was only then when Sayu had realized the state Aya was in. Her extreme yelling had only made it worse. 

"Oh my fucking cake!! What the hell happened to you?! Aya!? Hello!? You okay there!? Holy shit- You're all and burning all over! And you're breathing like a weirdo! What the fuck?! People! Come in here! Aya's fucking dying! She's dying! Call the doctor, the ambulance, i don't even- She's dyiiinnnggg!!!!!!!"                                                                                                                                         

-End of her freakout- 

And now Aya was stuck in bed, unable to do anything. Poor thing. She couldn't even talk, let alone walk. She could crawl and mutter incoherent things though. 

-Line- 

"Eh? Aya-chan has a fever?" 

"And the flu." 

"Ah." 

Needless to say, it was boring at school. 

And that Akashi seemed extremely pissed for some reason. You could never know. 

-Line- 

Aya groaned as she attempted to sit up on her bed. She failed. She tried again. Nope. Annoyed by her constant failures, she slowly got on her stomach and crawled to the edge of her bed. 

And then she fell off the bed. 

Thankfully, her floor was covered by a soft fuzzy blanket. She loved it. But it was white. You know, stains. 

Moaning and groaning at the contact with the somewhat soft landing, she hoisted herself onto her knees and crawled to her bathroom. 

She was then faced with another obstacle. 

While on her knees, she was unable to reach the door knob. Looking around, she spotted her beanbag, her beautiful beanbag. She slowly crawle over andpulled the thing over. Realizing it was still not enough, she looked over the room again. And she spotted her closet. 

Crawling over to the closet, she reached for the knobs, which were, thankfully, low enough to reach. With a dramatic yet weak swing, the doors opened to a large closet.