In Sickness and In HealthAuthor:
#28—Wada Calcium CD3 (a calcium pill)Rating:
All characters are the property of Kaori Naruse. I claim none, I merely borrow them and take them to yummy shoes sales and put them through the horror of finding the perfect strappy sandal.Summary:
Hayate doesn’t like getting sick.
It was a sad fact of nature: when Hayate got sick, he got kind of whiny.
And Himeno, who had agreed to play nurse to her sick Knight, was about ready to throttle him.
He wasn’t a cooperative patient at all; he kept insisting he wasn’t sick and that he didn’t need to do anything for the aforementioned nonexistent sickness and would she please stop trying to insinuate that he was anything less than healthy!
The latest battle was over a calcium pill, of all things. The doctor had said that a good strong dose of the stuff would help, so she was standing by his bed, gritting her teeth and trying to figure out if she could force him to open his mouth by just grabbing him by the throat and shoving it in there when he started gasping for air. It was highly tempting.
“You know, Mannen got sick a couple months ago,” she huffed, still holding the small gray-white pill out to him. “I took care of him then, too, and he was a lot better behaved than you.” He stuck his nose up. “Good grief, Hayate—you’re acting like a five year old.”
“I don’t care,” Hayate snapped, and quickly descended into a bad coughing fit. She obligingly passed him a glass of water and waited patiently for the hacking and wheezing to recede. It took several seconds, but finally, his breathing returned to normal.
“Hayate, just take the pill,” Himeno ordered.
“No,” he folded his arms and looked away.
“Oh, for the love of Leafe…” Himeno cursed as she put her hands on her hips and sighed. There had to be a way to get him to take the pill. She didn’t understand why he was being a big baby about something this stupid—they’d been arguing about it for several minutes now, and he wasn’t giving an inch. But she really couldn’t afford to budge, either. He had
to take the stupid pill.
An idea struck her without warning, and she pondered it for a few seconds. Slowly, a smile slid across her face. Hayate needed to take his medicine, and if that didn’t work, nothing would.
Hayate, meanwhile, continued to pout.
Hands gripped the sides of his face and pulled, forcing him to turn his head in a certain direction. And suddenly, lips crashed down against his in a forceful kiss. With the fingers holding his ears, he didn’t even have enough room to jerk back in surprise.
Well, if he’d wanted to pull away, he wouldn’t have been able to. Not that he wanted to.
To be perfectly honest, the first thought that flickered through his mind was that Himeno shouldn’t be kissing him right now—he was sick, after all, and she might catch whatever it was that he had.
His second thought was for his first thought to take a hike, thank you very much.
The kiss lasted just long enough for him to really get into it…
…and then Himeno pulled back, and he nearly whined..
Suddenly, he noticed something heavy on his tongue—something that was quickly dissolving into a bitter, powdery mess in his mouth. It tasted revolting, but much as he wanted to spit it out, he couldn’t because fingers had clasped themselves across his face. He looked up with wide, startled eyes.
Himeno was standing over him; the smirk on her face was the most evil look he had ever seen her sport, and the tiny spot of grayish powder on her lower lip was proof enough as to just how she’d managed this feat. Her hand stayed firmly over his mouth as she issued the ultimatum. “Now swallow.”PS. Whew, that’s done. Yay for spring break! Hope you enjoyed this random little plunnie. Nine left in the series…let’s see what happens with them, because even I don’t know! Thanks for reading, all. Ciao!
Cross-posted to candy__chan
and 30 Kisses: Hayate and Himeno.