I Will Survive
WHO: Kurama and Goku - open to the Paradise Blossoms residents, if they so desire.
WHAT: Caring for a sick housemate.
WHERE: Paradise Blossoms.
WHEN: The day of Goku's journal post about feeling sick.
If Goku hadn't had the journal open, Kurama might never have realized he had been feeling ill. The noises were to soft to drift down the stairs into the kitchen, where he'd been having a cup of tea, but they'd come through the journal clear enough to concern him.
He didn't think Goku was ill, probably just sick to the stomach from something he'd eaten - and with the way that boy ate, it would probably be hard to pinpoint exactly what it was that had been off. Kurama intended to, however, and to have a discussion with whomever had given or sold to Goku whatever it was.
He'd put a pot of water on to boil for peppermint tea - a good, gentle remedy for most stomach upsets caused by overeating or other food-related problems - when he'd heard Goku's footsteps both above him and through the journal he'd kept open beside him to monitor the boy until the tea was ready. Immediately, he'd left the kettle and his journal and rushed up the stairs to tend to the boy.
It wasn't hard to figure out where he was, both from where the footsteps had been heading, and from the retching noises drifting from the bathroom. Kurama couldn't help feeling terrible for him, and he stepped softly into the bathroom and to the sink, taking down a clean washcloth and dampening it with cold water, waiting until Goku was finished.
Probably better to get it all out.
WHAT: Caring for a sick housemate.
WHERE: Paradise Blossoms.
WHEN: The day of Goku's journal post about feeling sick.
If Goku hadn't had the journal open, Kurama might never have realized he had been feeling ill. The noises were to soft to drift down the stairs into the kitchen, where he'd been having a cup of tea, but they'd come through the journal clear enough to concern him.
He didn't think Goku was ill, probably just sick to the stomach from something he'd eaten - and with the way that boy ate, it would probably be hard to pinpoint exactly what it was that had been off. Kurama intended to, however, and to have a discussion with whomever had given or sold to Goku whatever it was.
He'd put a pot of water on to boil for peppermint tea - a good, gentle remedy for most stomach upsets caused by overeating or other food-related problems - when he'd heard Goku's footsteps both above him and through the journal he'd kept open beside him to monitor the boy until the tea was ready. Immediately, he'd left the kettle and his journal and rushed up the stairs to tend to the boy.
It wasn't hard to figure out where he was, both from where the footsteps had been heading, and from the retching noises drifting from the bathroom. Kurama couldn't help feeling terrible for him, and he stepped softly into the bathroom and to the sink, taking down a clean washcloth and dampening it with cold water, waiting until Goku was finished.
Probably better to get it all out.