"Kid, come on, we're going to be late for class!"

Yelling up the staircase the weapon's foot tapped impatiently onto the floor, a long sigh passing his lips—Yes, Kid was known to take longer than most, but lately he at least finished early enough that they could walk their without having to rush.

Waiting a few more moments and not gaining a response he sighed and trudged up the steps, scratching at his neck as he pushed the door open to the Reaper's room, blinking a few times—He wasn't even out of bed yet.

That sure wasn't right.

"Uh, Kid?"

He mumbled, cocking a curious eyebrow—He wasn't even sleeping normally. Most of the time he was just straight, head tilted to the side and nuzzling down into the pillow, yet, he was curled up in a ball, hands clenching to the blankets tightly. And still, no response.

Grimacing the scythe stepped into the room and walked over to the side of the bed, crouching down slightly as he placed his hand to the boy's forehead.

Warm—Could Reaper's even get sick? He hadn't known of a day Kid had to ever take off because of illness before.

Huh.

"Hey, Kid, wake up."

He mumbled again, gingerly placing a hand to his shoulder and moving him slightly—receiving a groan in response. Well, at least he was still alive.

"Mm…What is it…?"

Golden orbs peered up sleepily at the scythe, voice rough and lazy as another groan passed him, head ducking down into the blanket as he mumbled.

"Don't feel good?"

Soul responded, frowning slightly as he moved the blanket away from his face, placing his hand back to the boy's forehead and his free one to his own, grimacing at the temperature difference now.

"Let me get you something, okay?"

Getting a small nod in response the weapon headed out of the room and back down the stairs of the manor, grabbing a glass of water, a damp cloth, and a bottle of Aspirin. Trudging his way back up and into the other's room he placed the bottle of pills and water onto the side table, then got the other to roll over onto his back as he placed the wet cloth onto his forehead, the look on the other's face easing down slightly to it.

"Better?"

"Mhm…"

Kid nodded just slightly, a faint smile coming over his features as his gaze shifted over to the scythe, hands coming out from under the blanket to make a grabby motion toward the bigger boy.

Letting out a small chuckle crimson orbs gazed down to him, a softened smile coming to his own features as he pulled off his shoes and placed them to the side of the bed before crawling down under the covers and wrapping his arms around the ill Reaper.

"Thanks, Soul…"

He muttered out after a moment or two, body shifting slightly so he could rest his head onto the weapon's chest, eyes slipping shut as a long sigh passed his lips, hands gripping at the other's shirt just slightly before quickly dozing back off to sleep.

"No problem."

Head ducking down slightly he left a kiss to his head, nose nuzzling down to the black and white mess of hair as his own eyes shut, breath evening out as he himself slipped off to sleep as well.

Everyone did deserve a day off once in awhile.