Itachi (四): And This Girl in my Lap, Passin' Out, She's a Punk

[willkill4candy]

Who: willkill4candy and dere_reiten
When: Thursday evening.
Status: Open to those in the house
Style: Third person
Summary: Itachi comes over to hang out with the sick Natsuo and bring him stuff.

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[dere_reiten]

Natsuo had teetered down the stairs, having a bit of difficulty since his body didn't want to cooperate with him. If he could feel pain, he wouldn't have been able to move at all since his body would have been wracked with it. But since he couldn't feel anything but a bit uncomfortable since he was congested and coughing, he was able to move around.

It was a wonder how pain hindered people.

The cat boy was running a high fever, had a hoarse cough, and he was barely even sneezing anymore since he was so congested. With Soubi sick and Ritsuka at school, he was left to his own devices. He also didn't want to bother Kio and get him sick, he seemed the type to catch things easily.

He opened the door, his normally messy hair was messier than normal. It was hard to find his cat ears in the mass of fluff that sat on his head.

The boy was wearing warm pajamas with a pair of thick socks on his feet.

"Come in! We're going got go to my room" he said turning around and heading back up the stairs. He wobbled a bit as he made his way up.

[willkill4candy]

Itachi's eyes turned back to the door when it opened, and Natsuo was standing there. He looked worse for wear, and Itachi was wondering how the poor thing was moving around on his own. He noticed the mussed up hair, and wondered if there was a chance he could brush it (because it was probably going to drive him crazy otherwise).

"All right." He followed Natsuo up and to his room.

[dere_reiten]

When they got to his room, he started coughing. It shook his entire frame, the skinny thing he was.

His room was definitely a boy's room. It wasn't totally messy since he was a more responsible boy, but it wasn't pristine. There were some things here and there and it was a bit messier since he was sick and wasn't compelled to get up and clean.

The television in his room was turned on and there was a frozen picture on it. A game console whirred softly in the background as music played from the television.

"I've just been playing video games this whole time. There's nothing else to do" he said. He had set up another pillow on the floor for Itachi to sit on. Another cough shook ripped its way through his lungs.

"You've never played, right?"

[willkill4candy]

"No, I haven't." After removing his coat Itachi took his seat on the other pillow, looking to the video game a bit curiously, his eyes sliding over the controller. What kind of contraption was it? He said "video game", and he knew what each word was on its own.

"Here." He handed Natsuo the plastic bag. "This is for you." Inside were a collection of shounen manga that a shopkeeper suggested, and a ton of candy of varying types from fruity to chocolate, and of course an array of snacks, both traditional and a bit less-so, such as bagged chips.

"Make sure you still eat real food, though."