melodiesoflife | 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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Yuffie jumped to Genesis's side to make sure she wasn't actually dying. Once she was sure that she was alive Yuffie turned, eyeing Angeal. "And you didn't bring her tea?"

Her hands were placed on her hips as she gave him a very matter of fact expression. "Is that how you take care of those who are sick?"

Angeal sighed and sat back on his heels. "I can only do one thing at a time and yes, I have tea. I have to get it made before I can serve it, unless you think that the medicinal properties are better dried." He was stern but not upset and there was a sense of humor in there somewhere.

Once he had the fire started, he stood up to start the kettle. He pulled a small jar of honey from the basket he brought with him and set it aside to remind him to put some in her tea to ease her sore throat.

"Yuffie, stop," She murmured, shaking her head. She was in no great hurry for have Angeal help her, mainly because she didn't want anyone to be helping her in the first place. She hated being sick and hated feeling weak and that she needed to be cared for. But she always tended to get very sick every so often. "He knows what he's doing."

He was just like her Angeal back home, so she didn't doubt this one.

Yuffie huffed, "I'm going to go make the tea then." Her stare focused back on Angeal. "Where do you have it?"

"Right here." He pulled out the large tin from the basket, the payment for a small service, and held it out toward her. "I'll go clean up the bedroom from the mess you made earlier. I should make you do it."

But the truth of the matter was that Angeal didn't exactly trust Yuffie to get the job done right and he was a perfectionist when it came to the care of certain things that included his friends.

Mogington was already on the job cleaning up. It was something that he did well since he came to Angeal's service. He didn't mind working at all and in fact, he was starting to look a bit muscular for a moogle.

"Angeal," She huffed. She didn't need them fighting now over taking care of her. It was bad enough that they were even here in the first place! Monty was gone as well, having followed Mogington up to clean up.

Yuffie snatched up the tin with a smirk. "The best tea is from Wutai as well as the best tea makers. Which means you should clean up the water." She still thinks the mess up stairs was his fault because he was suppose to be the target.

Not that she felt bad or anything. She took big steps towards the kitchen to begin boiling water. Though after it was set up she stood watching the room from the kitchens door frame; waiting for water to boiler was boring.

Angeal rolled his eyes with a huff while Mogington was just glad to have the chance to get away from the squabbling which was odd to see anyway. He looked toward Genesis with a slightly bewildered expression. "What's wrong?"

Of course he hadn't realized just how strange this scene looked and thankfully no one else had seen any of them in this state. He walked slowly toward her and knelt down to check her temperature. "Don't worry, it's not that bad. It's just a little light moving. While one of the beds you can use, the mattress still has to be aired out."

"I'm not worried about the mattress," Genesis replied, curling up in the blanket and leaning into his cool hand. "Just stop arguing." Her voice raised a little. "Both of you."

If they really wanted to help her that badly, then she would rather they do it without fighting.

"Fine, fine, fine." Yuffie walked back into the kitchen as the water began to simmer and then set to making tea. It was a very quick process and she soon returned with a mug. "It needs to sit for a few minutes."

She wanted to argue and blame Angeal but she knew this was a fight she might not win. Two against one is cheating anyway. She wasn't really planning to stay long but she was soon sitting by Angeal's fire. Yuffie enjoyed the warmth and decided she would stay a little longer, at least until she warmed up.

Angeal was quiet for the most part and he wasn't trying to argue with anyone. His brow scrunched in thought and he let out a sigh. Of course, she wasn't feeling well to handle this sort of issue and leaving wasn't something he was about to do when she was in need of his help. The fire grew in the hearth and he nodded.

"My apologies." He couldn't believe how immature he felt just then.

With everything quieting down, he pulled himself up from the fireplace and moved toward the kitchen to make some soup for all of them. He wasn't about to let what he brought with him to go to waste, which was enough to feed all three of them for a few days. He picked up the basket from the table and began his work.

"How are you adjusting, Yuffie?" Angeal asked as if nothing had happened between them.

One Day at a Time

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