Hello everyone! How long has it been since I've last uploaded anything :o this is actually my second Fanfiction! I wasn't going to post this story at first, I've wrote this completely for myself about two or three years ago… but recently I've fallen into the Asterix fandom. I've got in contact with a wonderful writer, and she really wanted to read this story. That was a huge motivation! I'm still rewriting everything but I will post what I have now.
I've decided that Fantasio calls Spirou 'Spi' sometimes. I don't know if he does that, since I've only read the Dutch comics and Spirou's name in Dutch is 'Robbedoes'. Well, enough of me talking, Enjoy :D

I do not own any of the characters named below.

"Spirou! Spirou, where are you?" Fantasio ran through the maze like forest, in search of his younger friend. Spirou had gone further up ahead, although it was unclear to Fantasio why.
In the time he had been alone, he had set up a camp. There he'd waited. Pretty long to be honest, hoping that the stubborn redhead would return soon.

"Nice Spirou, leaving me here while you go who knows where…" He thought when he sat by his self-made camp, when suddenly a great feeling of unease overtook him. This feeling had drove him half insane just sitting there, he had to do something. Something was wrong.

"Spirou!" He yelled again. 'Spirou, come on where are you?' The further he ran. The more nervous he got. That feeling of dread was still very strong, which made him only got faster. Once again he yelled his friends' name, and once again he didn't get anything in response. Fantasio's legs almost didn't want to cooperate anymore because of that annoying feeling.

But then, right at the moment Fantasio was about to have a panic attack, the redhead came into view. He was sitting against a tree and it looked like he was sleeping.

"Spirou!" Fantasio ran to his friend with effort, his legs tired of running for so far. Spirou's eyes were indeed closed, and that somehow worried Fantasio immensely. Spirou wouldn't just fall asleep like that. What worried him as well, was the large gash on Spirou's right arm that went on to his side. The cut was deep, and it was bleeding quite a bit, shading Spirou's already red shirt a hint darker. 'Oh no…' Fantasio thought, slightly touching the area around the wound. This made Spirou jump up. He looked around in panic, his eyes not really focusing that well. "Hey, hey Spi calm down." Fantasio grabbed Spirou's shoulder and shook him softly. Spirou finally looked at him, although it seemed that it took him great effort to do so. "Fantasio?" Spirou asked, his voice almost a whisper. "Hey Spi." Fantasio smiled at the confused expression on his friends face. With the man's help, Spirou sat up a bit more. Now the light of the sun was shining on his face. He enjoyed the warmth a bit though, letting his eyes slip close again. Fantasio however, now had a better look of his friend, and he wasn't happy with what he saw. Spirou had no colour left in his face, and there were light circles under his eyes. "Fantasio?" Spirou asked again, but gasped as he accidentally moved his arm. His other arm went to his head.

"What happened to you? Are you okay?" Fantasio tightened his grip on Spirou's shoulder, who took a deep and shaky breath. "To be honest with you, I really can't remember." Another shaky breath. "All I know is that I was attacked by something. But then, everything just went black I guess." "His voice is so weak!" Fantasio was quiet for a bit, looking Spirou in the eyes. "Maybe the memories will come back." The redhead gave a hint of a smile, making Fantasio more at ease. "Well, do you remember you left me in the forest for no particular reason whatsoever?" Spirou shook his head, looking kind of hurt. "Well, doesn't matter, I made a camp. Good thing I did though." He looked at Spirou's wound, which was still bleeding. "Oh shoot, how could I forget! I have to bind that." Immediately he ripped off a piece of his shirt, good enough to function as bandage. "Sot still please, this might hurt." He tied the piece of cloth around Spirou's arm as carefully as he could, making sure he didn't touch the wound with his fingers. Tying is tightly enough for the bleeding to stop, but loosely enough that Spirou wasn't more uncomfortable. "Thanks…" Spirou's voice was still not more than a whisper. "No problem… really Spi, are you alright?" "Oh yeah, sorry, forgot to answer that question." He took a deep breath, looking at his arm for a moment. Then he looked at Fantasio at sighed. "Fantasio, don't worry, I'm okay." He lay his head back against the tree. Fantasio just looked at him, not convinced. Sighing as well, he let his head hang for a second. Running a hand over his face, he took a look at Spirou once again. "Well, let's go back to the camp alright. I can make a fire." He stood up. "Do you think you can walk?" Spirou nodded. When he tried to stand up though, he immediately fell back down, wincing as his arm hit the tree hard and a wave of pain went through his whole body. "I'll take that as a no." Fantasio said, wanting to lighten the mood a bit. He really didn't like seeing Spirou like this. Helping Spirou up, he lay the lads' uninjured arm around his shoulder for support. "I'm glad you're not that heavy Spi." He joked. Spirou could only manage a weak smile in return.

The way back to where Fantasio had made the campsite was long, and with Spirou, who was getting heavier by the second, it wasn't an easy trip.

Fantasio looked at the redhead. What he saw wasn't good. Spirou's head hung down and when Fantasio could get a climbs of his face, he was shocked to see that his expression was of extreme discomfort. Worried thoughts came back big time, and he stopped abruptly.

"Spirou? Are you still awake?" Spirou didn't answer right away, and when he did, it was only with a soft moan. Then he just went completely limb. Fantasio let out a gasp because of the surprise. He really didn't saw it coming. Together they fell to the forest ground, Fantasio falling half on the now unconscious redhead.

"Spirou! Spirou!?" he yelled in panic but without any response. "No, no, no!" he lay the unconscious lad on his back and looked him over again. He couldn't find anything new though… but then he noticed Spirou's bright red cheeks. "Oh no…" Placing him hand on the boy's forehead he gasped again. Spirou was burning up! How had he not noticed that!

Once again, Fantasio tried to wake Spirou up, but gave up after a few attempts. "Better to get him back to the camp first." He picked Spirou up, very carefully and with his good arm against him so that it didn't cause any pain, and began to walk again.

They hadn't even reached the camp yet when Spirou was starting to wake up again. He watched the top of the trees above him, and wondered why they were all passing by. It actually took him awhile to figure out that he was being carried. Looking by whom, his heart melted when he saw the desperate look on Fantasio's face. The man never failed to surprise him.

"Hey…" he said softly to get the man's attention. Fantasio was startled to hear the whisper. "Hey welcome back." They were both silent for a while. Fantasio, who was still walking towards their camp, and Spirou, who was once again looking at the trees going by.

Finally, finally Fantasio saw the little camp he had made. He smiled brightly, walking the last few meters. Carefully, he lay Spirou against a tree that was nearest of the fireplace. Now all they needed was an actual fire. "Thank you." Spirou said again, looking at Fantasio as he was frantically looking around for something. "Really Spi, no problem." The blond went to a bag and grasped the lighter he had brought with him on their trip. "I'm going to make a fire. It's almost dark and whatever it was that attacked you, it is still out there." Spirou was still only watching, seeing how Fantasio was struggling to make a simple fire. But his hands just wouldn't be still! This whole thing with Spirou had had an immense pressure on him. Spirou knew that, he could see it as well. "Then… I'm going to look at your wound again and I will make some food… yes some food will be nice…" he was rambling. "Fantasio." Spirou said, stopping the panicked man from talking. Fantasio took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds, and let it out. He had stopped with the fire at the moment, letting his arms hang beside him. Spirou wanted to comfort his friend so much, but his vision was beginning to blur again, just like it had done while they had been walking. He watched as Fantasio began with the fire again, but he had to really concentrate not to black out again.

The last thing he saw though was Fantasio rushing to him with something in his hands, and a bright fire behind him.

Sooo, what did you think of this first chapter? Spirou is having a really hard time, I'm so sorry. I can say that it will be worse in the next few chapters though.
I'm still rewriting it, and since I don't have that much time I can't really say when it will be here. But no worries, I will finish this story!

Oh, I've noticed that I missed a very important character in this chapter! I missed Spip! Well I will make sure he will be present in the next chapters.

Thanks for reading :)