[script log] - Niou Masaharu & Yagyuu Hiroshi
Who: Niou Masaharu and Yagyuu Hiroshi
Where: Niou's room
When: 1/14
What: Yagyuu checks up on sick Niou.
Rating: PG
Comments: Go for it!
Niou: *is lying in bed, sick and miserable and cranky* Everyone jinxed me, I swear it
Yagyuu: *has decided to visit Niou despite his crankiness* ..Masaharu? *knocks on the room door*
Niou: *grumbles into his blankets* go away...
Yagyuu: *sighs* I'm already here, you might as well open for me.
Niou: *sighs and wraps the blanket around him, opens the door, and heads straight back to bed* What do you want?
Yagyuu: *closes the door behind him before stepping in* I just came to see how you were doing... *blinks, watching him go back to bed*
Niou: *from under his blanket* You and the Chitose girl..you jinxed me
Yagyuu: *steps over to the side of the bed* And how did we manage that?
Niou: *pokes his head out from the blanket and glares at him...which is ruined by a sneeze and a small coughing fit* ...Does that answer your question?
Yagyuu: It's your own fault for not taking proper care of yourself, we didn't jinx you. *takes the opportunity to place his cold hand on Niou's forehead* Have you taken anything?
Niou: Whatever. And yes, do you think I'm stupid? I took some aspirin
Yagyuu: I didn't question your intelligence, simply your lack of care. *turns to eye the kitchen* When did you take the aspirin?
Niou: *rolls his eyes* a couple of hours ago
Yagyuu: Hours? *sighs* Your temperature still seems to be rather high if you took it hours ago. *rolls up sleeves and silently turns away from Niou to head to the kitchen*
Niou: *hides back under the blanket* Yeah...figures.....and I'm freezing to death
Yagyuu: Stay under those blankets. *takes out his handkerchief to drench it in cold water in the sink* Have you been drinking lots of fluids? *asks from the kitchen*
Niou: *would hit his head against the wall if he thought it would do any good* When did you become such a mother hen? And yes
Yagyuu: *walks back to Niou with the neatly folded handkerchief* Forgive me for being such a mother hen. *lifts the blanket up from Niou's head, slapping down the cold rag on his forehead rather unceremoniously*
Niou: Goddamn, that's cold... *unfortnately, due to the fever, it warms up pretty quickly*
Yagyuu: That's the point. Here, take one of these too. *digs around in his pockets, conveniently having grape flavored cough drops from...an earlier incident..* It tastes like hell though. *offers the candy in his palm for Niou to take it*
Niou: *glares* 'Tastes like hell'? Are you serious?
Yagyuu: No, it's a joke and it tastes like cake. *pushes at the bridge of his glasses with his free hand* It'll help with that cough of yours, just take it.
Niou: Fine *takes it and pops it into his mouth, and grimaces* You weren't kidding
Yagyuu: Ah, their aftertaste is quite atrocious as well but I found they supressed my cough when I needed. *walks back over to the kitchen* Where do you keep your small bowls?
Niou: Beats the crap out of me. I mostly eat Cup Noodles
Yagyuu: *sighs, eyeing a plastic bowl in the sink that may as well work* Your nutrition consists of only Cup Noodles?
Niou: No, there's other random junk food and some alcohol...oh, I think there might be an occasional sandwhich in there.
Yagyuu: *fills the plastic bowl with ice water before returning to Niou's bedside* I see, such adequate nutrition it's no wonder you are so well. *sets the bowl on the nightstand*
Niou: *mutters miserably* I'd kick your ass if I felt like I could move
Yagyuu: Oh? *grins, removing the wet cloth from Niou and setting it in the ice water* Then I feel ever so lucky you can't move properly. *wrings out the excessive water on the handkerchief before returning it to his forehead*
Niou: *flips him off* I can still do that though
Yagyuu: *smiles* You can still show me a finger? *lifts his hand, fingers slightly spread apart* I seem to have them, too.
Niou: *glares*
Yagyuu: *laughs* That glare of yours, if looks could kill surely I would be dead by now.
Niou: Y'know, I didn't ask for you to show up at the door
Yagyuu: Yes, I know. *places the back of his hand against Niou's cheek to test his temperature* I'm sure if you could physically kick me out, you would.
Niou: Damn straight I would
Niou: I'd rather stay under my blanket though, thank you
Yagyuu: I'm so lucky then, the warmth of your blankets has saved me from Niou's physical wrath. *leans against the nightstand, hand flat against the smooth surface*
Niou: Seriously, 'roshi. I think I can take care of myself
Yagyuu: I'm sure you can, Masaharu. Your temperature seems to be lowering though, I think the cold compress might be working.
Niou: *dryly* I'm so glad to hear that. And whoever gave you those cough drops? I'm going to kill them, then the person that invented them, and kill that person as well. Lucky for you, you're my firend, so I won't kill you...I might maim you, but not kill you
Yagyuu: *laughs at the sudden outburst, vaguely reminded of his run-in with these cough drops* Oddly enough, I had more or less the same reaction when they were given to me. *retrieves another from his pocket in order to twirl it in his fingers* Oh, you're going to let me escape death by maiming me? How kind of you!
Niou: You're welcome
Yagyuu: *pushes himself off the nightstand so as to retrieve the cloth again* Are you feeling slightly less cranky?
Niou: *shrugs* Maybe a little
Yagyuu: I suppose that's a better answer than 'Get the hell out' or something along those lines. *repeats the process of wringing the cloth, placing it on Niou's forehead once it was cold again*
Niou: Yeah...I would have though you of all people would know I'd like to suffer in silence
Yagyuu: *rakes his hand lightly through Niou's hair, brushing away stray strands that lay wet against his skin from the compress* Yes, yes. I know.
Niou: *stares at him, kind of annoyed, but not really* *sighs* I know, you're more stubborn than I am, sometimes
Yagyuu: Me? Stubborn? I have no idea what you're talking about.
Niou: *grins that lopsided grin of his* Sure you don't.
Yagyuu: A gentleman is never stubborn, Masaharu. *can't really hide his own grin*
Niou: *snorts* You're hardly a gentleman - especially if someone knows you too well
Yagyuu: *chuckles* Can't let that get around though, can I?
Niou: Of course not. *snuggles up in his blanket a bit more* .....Thanks
Yagyuu: *smiles gently* You should probably get some rest.
Niou: Yeah. I'll call you when I get up, how's that sound. *grins* So you won't worry yourself to death. Then again, it's going to take a bit more than this to get me, y'know
Yagyuu: I would very much like that. *places the extra cough drop he had in his hand on the nightstand* Though if you don't call then I will have to assume you're dead.
Niou: *laughs, which turns into a cough* That might be a good assumption
Yagyuu: *frowns at the cough, ruffling Niou's hair just because he could* Take care of yourself and call me if anything. Even if you want me to drop you off something to eat later. *walks towards the door* I even left you an extra of that delicious cough drop.
Niou: I noticed. Thanks though. See you later
Yagyuu: See you later, Masaharu *tosses his hand in the air in a wave once his back is turned around, closing the door behind him*