七十一;「accidental video post」
[Sasuke clicks on the video feed accidentally as he fails to reach for his water. He lets out a soft groan before turning onto his side and pushing himself up. There's bags under his eyes from lack of sufficient sleep, and his skin is still flushed from fever and covered with a veil of sweat. He glances up and reaches over to grab his glass of water from the side table after a brief pause.]
[A hand reaches out to stop Sasuke arm, wrapping it's fingers with Sasuke's as an other reaches out to dab a towel against his forehead. Itachi had been nearby and slowly moved to Sasuke's beside bringing the cup to his little brother's lips. His coat was off, his hair actually held in a high ponytail instead of the low one he always had, and he had several towels on his lap. He made sure to hold Sasuke up letting his brother go limp in his arms as he fed him his water.]
Rest on me.
[Sasuke glances up - but can't really see. Everything's in clouds these days. - and gives a small nod, shifting a little closer as he drinks the cool, refreshing liquid.]
[Once most of the water was gone, Itachi pulled it back and set it on the bed side before wrapping an arm around Sasuke and padding his brother's forehead gently with a cool towel. Sasuke looked terrible. This wasn't like when they were young when everything from a scraped knee to a mere cold had Itachi draped all over him.
This was way more serious. A hand lingered over Sasuke's chest as he heaved a sigh.]
[An uncomfortable shift. Sasuke didn't like any amount of pressure on his chest. It always felt like it was constricting him, and he always ended up coughing. The urge tickled at the back of his throat, but he held off on it. A small cough usually let to a fit, and that... had never ended well the past week. He knew now what Itachi went through every day, minus the fever. He hated it, and he had to admit it had him starting to get a little scared.]
Aniki... [His voice is hoarse and a little pained. He had had a bad coughing fit after seeing Tsunade's post, telling Jiraiya to shove it, and getting a small scolding from Izuna. He had even passed out for a few minutes before the inability to breathe woke him. That was when Itachi had shown up]
[His brother's voice made that hand against his soothe, he closed his eyes and did not speak for several moments. Itachi wasn't the type of brother who wanted the same fate he had been through to fall on anyone else. It was painful and gruesome. You couldn't really be happy with not being able to breath. It was tragic and quite frankly, it was hard to keep a straight face. He turned his head to look to his right.]
Don't speak.
[It sounded like an order but it was said with a gentle tone. He reached over to his right as he reached for a red piece of something gooey.] Maybe sucking on one of these wouldn't hurt...
[Sasuke gave a small nod before turning to see what Itachi was talking about. He hadn't been able to keep much of anything down this week as well. The only meal he recalled that stayed down was the tomato soup that Hitsugaya had gotten for him much earlier in the week. But after that, he had taken up to throwing up at least thirty minutes after eating something solid.]
Hn...?
[Itachi had been slicing tomato slices, taking off their skin and leaving them bear. He brought a slice to Sasuke's mouth nudging him gently.] Suck on it. Don't chew.
[Sasuke did as told, parting his lips to take the slice into his mouth, gently sucking on it.]
[He kept it in place until his little brother eventually consumed enough for him to pull his hand back, he watched him for a moment, smirking.] You are still the otouto I remember...
[And that gets a weak glare and a 'hmph' from Sasuke as he looks away, licking any excess juice from his chin.] 'M not a kid anymore, aniki.
[There was still a smirk in on his face as he turned and stroked his little brother's chin to turn him to look at him. He heaved a small sigh and closed his eyes.]
No matter how old you get, how strong you grow, how farther away you get from me, you will always be my otouto. [He moved forward and pecked Sasuke's forehead. Kisses were rare but they were genuine.] Whether you like it or not.
[Sasuke blinked up at Itachi, or rather, the clouds that sound like his brother, and flushed as he was kissed on the forehead. He couldn't help but smile weakly. That was definitely something that he liked to hear.] I know. And 'm not going anywhere, aniki...
[He was tired, but he didn't want to sleep even though he knew he should. Itachi and Izuna had a habit of leaving when he was asleep, and for Itachi, it was a habit he had had since they were little.]
[Once he pulled back he brushed Sasuke's forehead with another towel before offering him another tomato slice. He leaned back slightly and allowed his brother to rest on him.] Neither am I. Sleep. I will stay by your side.
Promise...? [Sasuke just leans against him, head against his chest as he slowly sucks on a second slice. Itachi always said these things when he was little.]
Promise. [Another nod of his head as he whispered into his brother's ear before pulling up the sheets about him. He wouldn't leave him tonight. He wasn't sick anymore so he wouldn't leave Sasuke alone. A crow appeared to pull at the curtains, the bedroom went slightly dark as Itachi's eyes continued to glow, a hand idly stroking at Sasuke's cheek.]
Good... [It's soft and mumbled as he lets his eyes slide close. The hand was soothing, and allowed him to lull into a light sleep. Hopefully it was for longer than an hour and his stomach would settle with something finally in it.]
[A hand reaches out to stop Sasuke arm, wrapping it's fingers with Sasuke's as an other reaches out to dab a towel against his forehead. Itachi had been nearby and slowly moved to Sasuke's beside bringing the cup to his little brother's lips. His coat was off, his hair actually held in a high ponytail instead of the low one he always had, and he had several towels on his lap. He made sure to hold Sasuke up letting his brother go limp in his arms as he fed him his water.]
Rest on me.
[Sasuke glances up - but can't really see. Everything's in clouds these days. - and gives a small nod, shifting a little closer as he drinks the cool, refreshing liquid.]
[Once most of the water was gone, Itachi pulled it back and set it on the bed side before wrapping an arm around Sasuke and padding his brother's forehead gently with a cool towel. Sasuke looked terrible. This wasn't like when they were young when everything from a scraped knee to a mere cold had Itachi draped all over him.
This was way more serious. A hand lingered over Sasuke's chest as he heaved a sigh.]
[An uncomfortable shift. Sasuke didn't like any amount of pressure on his chest. It always felt like it was constricting him, and he always ended up coughing. The urge tickled at the back of his throat, but he held off on it. A small cough usually let to a fit, and that... had never ended well the past week. He knew now what Itachi went through every day, minus the fever. He hated it, and he had to admit it had him starting to get a little scared.]
Aniki... [His voice is hoarse and a little pained. He had had a bad coughing fit after seeing Tsunade's post, telling Jiraiya to shove it, and getting a small scolding from Izuna. He had even passed out for a few minutes before the inability to breathe woke him. That was when Itachi had shown up]
[His brother's voice made that hand against his soothe, he closed his eyes and did not speak for several moments. Itachi wasn't the type of brother who wanted the same fate he had been through to fall on anyone else. It was painful and gruesome. You couldn't really be happy with not being able to breath. It was tragic and quite frankly, it was hard to keep a straight face. He turned his head to look to his right.]
Don't speak.
[It sounded like an order but it was said with a gentle tone. He reached over to his right as he reached for a red piece of something gooey.] Maybe sucking on one of these wouldn't hurt...
[Sasuke gave a small nod before turning to see what Itachi was talking about. He hadn't been able to keep much of anything down this week as well. The only meal he recalled that stayed down was the tomato soup that Hitsugaya had gotten for him much earlier in the week. But after that, he had taken up to throwing up at least thirty minutes after eating something solid.]
Hn...?
[Itachi had been slicing tomato slices, taking off their skin and leaving them bear. He brought a slice to Sasuke's mouth nudging him gently.] Suck on it. Don't chew.
[Sasuke did as told, parting his lips to take the slice into his mouth, gently sucking on it.]
[He kept it in place until his little brother eventually consumed enough for him to pull his hand back, he watched him for a moment, smirking.] You are still the otouto I remember...
[And that gets a weak glare and a 'hmph' from Sasuke as he looks away, licking any excess juice from his chin.] 'M not a kid anymore, aniki.
[There was still a smirk in on his face as he turned and stroked his little brother's chin to turn him to look at him. He heaved a small sigh and closed his eyes.]
No matter how old you get, how strong you grow, how farther away you get from me, you will always be my otouto. [He moved forward and pecked Sasuke's forehead. Kisses were rare but they were genuine.] Whether you like it or not.
[Sasuke blinked up at Itachi, or rather, the clouds that sound like his brother, and flushed as he was kissed on the forehead. He couldn't help but smile weakly. That was definitely something that he liked to hear.] I know. And 'm not going anywhere, aniki...
[He was tired, but he didn't want to sleep even though he knew he should. Itachi and Izuna had a habit of leaving when he was asleep, and for Itachi, it was a habit he had had since they were little.]
[Once he pulled back he brushed Sasuke's forehead with another towel before offering him another tomato slice. He leaned back slightly and allowed his brother to rest on him.] Neither am I. Sleep. I will stay by your side.
Promise...? [Sasuke just leans against him, head against his chest as he slowly sucks on a second slice. Itachi always said these things when he was little.]
Promise. [Another nod of his head as he whispered into his brother's ear before pulling up the sheets about him. He wouldn't leave him tonight. He wasn't sick anymore so he wouldn't leave Sasuke alone. A crow appeared to pull at the curtains, the bedroom went slightly dark as Itachi's eyes continued to glow, a hand idly stroking at Sasuke's cheek.]
Good... [It's soft and mumbled as he lets his eyes slide close. The hand was soothing, and allowed him to lull into a light sleep. Hopefully it was for longer than an hour and his stomach would settle with something finally in it.]