Title: A-Antidote

Rating: T

Pairing: ?

Game: Animal Parade

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Natsume does. If I did Harvest Moon definitely wouldn't be rated E.

Kasey was sick.

Kathy knew that much when she cautiously opened the door to his small house. Truth be told, as much as they talked, she had never been inside the rancher's house and she couldn't exactly say she missed much.

Scattered all across the floor were empty tissue boxes, cold medicine bottles, and what despite the obvious fur would've led her to believe, could've very well had been takeout.

"Kasey?" The blonde barmaid shoved a pile of clothes out of her way with her foot, "Kasey?" She propped open a nearby window letting the crisp autumn air fill the room.

A large lump on the bed quivered at the sound of her voice. She walked toward the lump debating on whether it was Kasey buried beneath or some huge animal that swallowed him. 'Good thing I like animals,' She thought as she pulled up a chair beside the bed. Kathy poked cautiously at the sheet cloaked figure, it twitched, twitched enough that she could see a few shaggy tufts of chestnut brown hair, the green eyed girl pulled down the light blue comforter and looked into the glassy, overly medicated, hazel brown eyes of her best friend.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Kathy quipped, moving a few stray pieces of hair off his forehead. She pressed the palm of her hand against his cheek, "You're burning up."

"I could say the same for you," Kasey mumbled as he leaned against her fingers and she tried her best to ignore it, 'He's just delusional that's all.' Kathy thought as she set the small white pharmacy bag Jin had given her beside the bed, "Why are you here anyway?" Kasey asked as he hoisted him self shakily into sitting position.

"Oh, I'm sorry, would you rather me have been Selena instead?" The blonde haired woman retorted her green eyes cutting through Kasey like a knife through butter.

"Kat, c'mon now I didn't say that…although now that you mention it…" Kasey replied his eyes growing bright with an urge to tease his friend "She would've given me some bedside entertainment." A pair of feminine eyes rolled.

"I'm so sorry Kasey, although now that you've mentioned it…I have brought you something." Kathy stood up and stretching her arms walked over to the hazel eyed farmers petite kitchen, and started shifting through pans, plates, and pots.

"Is it a lap dance? Because sick or not I would really like one." The sound of glass shattering from the kitchen made the brunette farmer chuckle softly.

"No. It's better." Kathy replied as she walked back a bowl full of…of something in her hand. She sat back down and pulled a Styrofoam cup out of the bag that was still resting on the table. Kasey eyed it warily as she poured the contents inside.

"What the hell is that?" Kathy looked up at him, her green eyes shining with a feigned innocence.

"Why Kasey, it's soup," She explained as she stirred the contents until it swirled on it's own.

"Maya didn't cook that did she?" Kasey asked shrewdly, his handsome (Wait did she really just call him handsome? Maybe he wasn't the only one that was sick.) face pulled and morphed into the most pitiful, sad expression. Kathy laughed at him as she placed the cup back into the bag and held the bowl out towards the sick boy, "She did, didn't she?"

"No Kasey, she didn't" Kathy answered lightheartedly, "Renee did, she told me you looked a bit ill when you went to pick up the chicken feed, which I fed by the way, the chickens I mean, your welcome."

"Thanks…but you still haven't answered the question."

"I haven't?" Kathy paused for a moment, " How about you take a bite of this and then I'll tell you." She handed Kasey the mixture and he took it gazing down at the semi- purple contents and gulped. He lifted his head and the green eyed blonde looked back.

"God, please tell me I don't have to feed you now." 'Actually let me feed you, dear god what am I thinking.'

"What is this?" Kasey murmured shoving his spoon around the bottom of the bowl.

"I already told you."

"Yeah, right Kathy, because soup is purple, that's just the natural color of soup." The rancher grumbled.

"Okay, okay, it's an antidote." Kathy said moving yet another piece of hair out of his face. Kasey scowled down at the murky liquid.

"Medicine, you mean."

"No, an antidote. Renee gives it to the horses on the farm all the time." Kathy explained calmly, Kasey gaped at her, the blonde haired girl sighed, "I'm kidding, but seriously you need to eat it." Kasey continued to stare at her. "If you loved me you'd eat it."

That got him, Kathy smiled slyly as a small pink blush showed across his cheeks. He stared out the window, the dull autumn light shining on his face, then tentatively Kasey lifted the spoon to his mouth. He caught a whiff of it, the smell of cinnamon, mint and just a touch to much banana. He set the spoon down.


"C'mon Kat, you can't expect me to ea-" He was cut off as Kathy snatched the bowl and spoon away from him. "Kathy?" She stuck the spoon down his throat.

"Swallow it." Kathy ordered calmly, "Swallow it." The hazel eyed farmer gulped it down cringing at the thick, chunky, texture as it slid down his throat. He immediately gagged.

"Oh c'mon, it wasn't that bad."

"Y-Yes it was," Kasey rasped, the blonde clucked her tongue.

"I think you're overreacting."

"Well I think it's nasty."

"Well I think someone should teach you manners." Kasey clamped his mouth shut as Kathy prepped another spoonful, his action rewarding him with a soft raspy laugh. "Real mature."

Kasey opened his mouth and spoon went back in. When it came out he swallowed it with a grimace. Kathy set the bowl and spoon down on the nightstand and watched as he caught his breath. "Is it really that bad?" Hazel eyes bored holes into hers and she smiled at him sheepishly. "I should probably answer your question huh?"

Kathy moved her face closer to his, laying a small, delicate, hand flat against Kasey's chest, and ignoring the panicked look he gave her and swallowing all her pride, she kissed him. It was surprisingly soft considering how roughly and quickly her hand sunk into his hair, Kasey's eyes widened slightly as Kathy deepened the kiss and just as he began to kiss her back, as quickly as it started. It was over. Kasey stared at Kathy once she pulled away, her cheeks covered in a rosy flush, her chest heaving just slightly, in amazement and for the first time since he met her, he found himself completely and utterly transfixed. After a moment of staring at each other Kathy found her voice.

"The answer to your question is…well, was that." Her eyes were heavy lidded and with a sigh that told him that it was best to keep his mouth shut she slid onto the bed and laid beside him her face buried into the crook of his neck.

"Really? I didn't notice." That comment earned his a light punch to his chest, he looked down at her softly, pulling the blonde haired green eyed girl on top of him, ignoring the rapid thumping of his heart against his ribcage. "Hey now, haven't you ever heard of not punching someone with a handicap?"

"You had a cold, not a handicap." Kathy corrected him she kissed him again this time it was lighter, sweeter, "You know what?"

"What?" Kasey asked.

"I don't know why you're complaining," Kathy's eyes took that bright, mischievous look he knew all too well. "I think that antidote tasted pretty damn good."

A/N: God that one shot took four hours. Anyway you gotta love Kathy, at least I do. I've been dying to write this for months but couldn't find the time. Hope you all enjoyed it.

Next letter= B- Blackbird.