melodiesoflife | One Day at a Time

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One Day at a Time

Characters: Genesis "Genny" Rhapsodos and whomever Monty runs into (preferably those who've had CR before)
Where: Genesis' House
When: 09/11
Summary: Being unenhanced has its drawbacks. Her immune system, something that was lacking a little before, is now even weaker. Now Genesis has to deal with a bad case of the flu and being in an unfamiliar world!
Warning: None.

"...kupo? Kupooo?"

Genesis groaned as Monty continued to hover worriedly over her, she waved him away as she curled up in her bed. She shivered with chills but she felt so warm too, her throat dry and scratch and her chest hurting from coughing so much. She knew she was sick, but there wasn't anything she could do about it. Of course, she wished she had foreseen this. She really should have, given her health in the past prior to mako enhancements.

"Monty, just go away," She murmured into her pillow. "Can't sleep with you whining."

"But you're sick, kupo! What do should I do?"

"Being quiet is a start."

"Kupo!" Monty, instead, went a different route. He went away, like she asked, but instead, left the house to find someone that she might know who could help her. Maybe have some medicine? He didn't know.

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"It's terrible, kupo!" Monty flailed, pom-pom flicking about with his exaggerated movements. "I think Genny's got the plague. kupo! I don't want my hero to die! And I didn't know who to go to, kupo, but someone who knows her oughta cure her, right?"

Monty was exaggerating, but he didn't think about how that would go over the others' heads. But he truly thought Genesis was going to die from her sickness, even though the possibility really was evident.

"Plague!" Mogington covered his mouth and nose. The rock he carried fell to the grass with a soft thump. The alarmed moogles definitely caught Angeal's attention and the situation had escalated to alarm in the larger warrior's mental state.

He emerged out of the house in hurried steps and called out to Monty. "Take me to her."

He wasn't about to waste any time if she was in danger of dying.

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"Kupo!" Monty nodded, leading him straight to her house.

Genesis heard the door slam open from Monty shoving it open and she jumped, nearly throwing herself into another coughing fit as she shouted. "Monty, I thought I told you to-"

Angeal was here. She groaned and flopped back onto her bed, muttering a curse into her pillow.

"See! But don't get too close, kupo! The plague is highly contagious, kupo."

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Angeal stood in shock for a moment and thought it was better to have the moogles wait outside but shoving them out the door.

"I'll take care of this. It would do us no good if you are sick as well. Guard the front doors and make sure that no one enters." He said pointedly at Mogington who was more than happy to oblige in the given order.

He let out a soft sigh and shook his head. "They don't understand that it's just a cold." He turned to face the ill stricken Genesis. He had a feeling that he may have to wrestle the pillow from her grip. "Let me see."

Genesis was always petulant when ill or wounded. Now was no better. She childishly imitated him as he ordered the moogles out, like he was giving them a sacred duty when all he was going to do was mother hen her to death. Of course, her mutterings were muffled in the pillow.

The pillow he was trying to pull free and she smacked his hand. And continued slapping it when every tug. She wanted her damn pillow, damn it! No one was going to take it from her!

Of course, her "slapping" were rather pathetic taps and hardly did anything. Even Scholar Genesis wouldn't feel much.

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He pressed his knee against the mattress to balance himself which was a sight that should anyone walk in would think something else entirely. Her pathetic, kitten-like slaps told him that she wasn't at her best but that was mostly from the illness taking its toll than her not wanting to hurt him.

"Give me..." Angeal huffed and groaned through the struggle that Genesis was giving him. "I can't help you if you won't let me."

Angeal thought to yank the pillow from her grip but then that would mean risking the destruction of a perfectly good pillow and he certainly didn't want to clean up chocobo fluff down feathers either.

"And how does taking my pillow away help me?" She all but whined, finally lifting herself from the pillow to go cough in the scarf around her neck. Her face was flushed from her fever but she shivered with cold and she winced with every cough.

"I didn't ask for your help, I'll be fine."

Yuffie had a plan, it might not have been a good plan but it was hers. Her target was dubbed old looking grump and she was pretty sure this was his house.

Her eyes focused on the bedroom window as she stood on an outside tree branch. A bucket of water balancing on top of her head. Her smile widened as she jumped across the gap, the bucket staying perfectly steady on her head. She slid the window up easily and entered, stopping with one foot still hooked on the window frame. Her eyes going wide at the sight in front of her.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER!" Angeal appeared to be doing something unspeakable to the poor girl and Yuffie's face promptly turned bright red.

The young teen flailed and tumbled to the ground, sending the bucket of water over the two.

It was times like this that he really wished he had his heightened senses. He didn't hear anything and that was bothersome. Yuffie's exclamation promptly forced his back to become ramrod straight in response.

He has no words but his expression is clearly one of shock the moment the water splashed on him from the bucket that was once balanced on Yuffie's head.

"Angeal! Angeal, kupo! Someone is trying to sneak in and-!" Monty promptly burst in then and then his little pom-pom dropped. "Oh, kupo."

Well, he certainly failed at the warning, Lester flailing behind him. But at least it was just water? Right?

Genesis raised her hands to stop the water from hitting her face, although Angeal's bulky frame blocked most of the water. But now her sheets were wet and her night gown was a little wet and "H-achoo!"

She flopped back on her pillow. "She knows where I live now and the mother chocobo is here. Ugh."

Yuffie sat on the floor confused. "I thought this was his house." She pointed over to Angeal with a lost expression on her face. She wasn't sure what was going on and it was evident by the look are her face.

"Are you sick?" Not that she cared because of course she wouldn't care about someone who was so mean to her earlier.

Now that the shock had worn off, Angeal shot a glare at Yuffie that quickly changed to urgency. He ran out of the room to grab a dry blanket to wrap Genesis up in. He didn't want her cold escalating into something worse, which was something that he feared most since neither of them had their heightened healing.

He wrapped her up fast and lifted her out of the soaked bed to take her to the living room without a second thought. At least he could get a fire going to help her. "I'll get the tea started."

"Angeal, what are you..." But he was gone, and then he was back and she was barely able to glance at Yuffie before she was in a blanket and in Angeal's arms, a soft exclamation leaving her. "Oh!"

She didn't have any firewood for a fire, though. The moogles fluttered after them and once she was deposited onto the couch, she pulled herself from the blanket. "Tea isn't really necessary, Angeal. Besides, I don't have any."

Yuffie trotted along after the pair like a puppy and sat on the arm of the couch watching them. She had her legs tucked up and her arms hanging freely to her sides. "Are you guys dating or something?"

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"Keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't get up from the couch." Angeal gave a stern look to Yuffie and ignored the question.

It wasn't that the thought hadn't crossed his mind at least once, but now wasn't the time to speak of these things when Genesis' health was his priority.

He had to leave the house to get another mattress, tea and firewood. These were things that he didn't anticipate not having on hand, thanks to a certain little ninja that thought that bringing a bucket of water was a good idea.

Genesis huffed at the order before unwrapping herself from the cocoon of blanket and straightened it out over herself as she laid down. And crossing her arms to glare at the ceiling.

"No, we're not dating," She snorted. "He's not even from my Gaia. He's got his own Genesis and Sephiroth to deal with and his own set of problems with ShinRa, though I don't know what yet. I'm waiting for them to work things out before asking what happened on their end."

If Genesis choose to move Yuffie wasn't going to stop her despite what Angeal had said. He wasn't that scary and she still didn't like him very much.

"Your Gaia? What?" Yuffie stared at who the girl blankly, trying to understand what she had just said.

Genesis looked over at Yuffie. "I suppose you haven't met him yet. There's another Genesis around here, only he's male. Angeal and Sephiroth are from that Gaia. I am from a different Gaia, where everyone knows I'm female."

"I know him. I've met him. I'm from where he is... so you're Genesis too?" It was clear that she didn't understand by the disbelieving look on her face.

"How can that be? ANOTHER Gaia?" Where Wutai was also attacked? She didn't ask but she wanted too.

She rolled her eyes and muttered. "Of course I'm the only one to come from my own world."

But she nodded afterwards. "I don't believe there are literally two Gaias out in space, it's more like... another dimension. Where on my world, Genesis Rhapsodos was born female and on yours, he was born male. Although it seems like our stories are very much the same. He and I both left ShinRa, Angeal followed not too long after. But I don't know if anything after that is different or the same, I haven't asked."

Yuffie listened and then waited a moment in silence. It sounded like everyone left ShinRa which made her a little bit happy. "That still sounds a little unbelievable."

She laided back on the armrest of the couch looking up at the ceiling. "Why are things so complicated!" She wasn't yelling at Genesis but more at the world. "I can't call you the same name."

She lifted her scarf to cough, wincing softly as it strained her throat. "Unbelievable and it would have stayed that way had I not met him."

She sighed softly at that, but she supposed there would also be no harm done.

"Call me Genny. Or Gen. Whichever."

"Alright... guess you're okay then..." She liked Genesis, sort of.

Yuffie rolled to her side to look at Gen closely. "Why you go and get sick anyway? Seems like an awful lot of trouble. OH! Do you plan to date Angeal then? Since you pretty much said not right now. Why do you live by yourself?"

Luckily, her face was already flushed from her fever or Yuffie would have seen her blush from those words. "I never said anything of the sort. All I said was that we weren't dating. I don't have divine control over when I do and don't get sick, it just happened. You ask a lot of questions."

Yuffie shrugged, she just wanted to see if Genesis would answer them all and was happily surprised by her response. Well two out of three, it was close enough.

"Just curious is all." She didn't think it was to hard to avoid getting sick but she kept her snarky comment to herself.

Yuffie was thinking about apologizing about splashing water on her but she didn't really want that to get back to Angeal. It was a massive miscalculation on her part and despite their earlier argument she wanted to be civil. She was to interested in this OTHER Gaia.

She began to play with some string she found as she turned to face Gen. "So tell me about your Gaia. Still got Materia?"

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