Hey guys! I'm back with a second chapter to this story. It wasn't originally going to have a second one, but thanks to some lovely reviewers... I made a second one! Hope you guys enjoy it!
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Disclaimer: See chapter one.
To say the least, Lavi wasn't getting much sleep. He kept waking up to the frustrated movements of Allen's tossing, turning and small, scared sounds. After a while, Lavi just gave up on sleeping and walked over to Allen. He felt his forehead; it was hotter than before. He picked up the wash cloth that had fallen onto the ground from Allen's fevered movements, and washed it.
He washed Allen's forehead and then placed it back on his forehead. This had calmed Allen down a bit, and Lavi was somewhat grateful.
"A sick Allen is hard work," Lavi complained and sat back down in his chair by the bed. He pulled out his hammer, found another wash cloth, dampened it and began cleaning his hammer; it was in desperate need of a clean.
By the time Lavi was done, the once white wash cloth was now a dark brown. Lavi chuckled, he had no idea he had neglected cleaning his hammer for so long. He went into the adjacent bathroom and cleaned the wash cloth and put it in the washing basket by the bathroom door.
When Lavi walked back out, Allen was awake and sitting up, rubbing his eyes. Lavi rushed back over and checked his forehead once more. The heat had gone down a bit.
"Hey, Allen? Are you hungry?" Lavi asked softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. Allen yawned and then coughed. Allen nodded, he didn't feel that his throat could handle talking.
"Okay, I'll be right back. I'm just going to ask the inn keeper if the chef could make some soup for you." Lavi said and went to stand up. Allen grabbed the hem of Lavi's shirt and made a sad face. It practically said 'don't leave me'. Lavi blushed, it was all too adorable. He sighed.
"Fine, I'll take you with me." Lavi said and hoisted Allen up onto his back. Allen held on pretty tight. They walked down three flights of stairs, and then a long hallway to the front desk. The person at the front looked up at Lavi as he approached.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Yeah, do you think that the chef wouldn't mind making some soup for my friend? He's caught a cold, and needs something to eat. We don't have anything that could help him." Lavi asked, giving the front desk guy a look. He nodded.
"I'll be right back." He said and hurried off to the kitchen. A few minutes later, he returned with the chef following behind.
"Would you guys like to come with me? I'll let your friends choose what type of soup he wants." The chef said and motioned for them to follow.
"Thank you." Lavi said the front desk guy as he walked past.
"Anytime." He said and went back to whatever the hell he was doing beforehand. Lavi walked through a wooden door and sat Allen on a wooden chair by the fire. Allen had taken a blanket off the bed and wrapped himself in it. Lavi sat next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"You feeling alright, Allen?" Lavi asked, wrapping Allen tighter in his blanket. Allen nodded and rested his head on Lavi's shoulder. The chef came up and asked Allen what type of soup he wanted. The chef went through a bunch of different ones before he came to one of the best: chicken soup.
Allen had nodded his head furiously at that one, but the sudden movement made him feel sick and dizzy so he rested his head between his knees and breathed.
"Don't move yourself so fast Allen, it'll only make you feel horrible afterwards." Lavi scolded gently. Allen pouted and mouthed 'I'm sorry' and went back to resting his head on Lavi's shoulder.
The chef came back about ten minutes later with a small bowl of chicken soup. Lavi thanked him and took the bowl and spoon. He turned Allen to face him. He picked up the spoon, dipped it in the bowl and held the spoon up.
"Open." Lavi said and guided the spoon to Allen's mouth. Allen obeyed, and ate the spoonful. His face lit up. He liked it. Lavi chuckled and repeated this process until the whole bowl was gone.
"It's all gone now Allen." Lavi said and picked the bowl up and stood. Allen grabbed onto Lavi's shirt hem again.
"C… can I h-have more?" Allen asked in a scratchy voice. Lavi smiled.
"Of course you can. I'll be right back." Lavi said and walked over to the pot of soup. He filled the bowl again and sat back down. Allen opened up his mouth. Lavi repeated the previous process, and continued till Allen was full.
Lavi placed a small, quick kiss on Allen's chicken flavoured lips. Allen's face went bright red, but he didn't complain. Lavi picked up Allen on his back and thanked the chef.
When they reached their room, Allen was already asleep. Lavi placed him under the covers, and then placed himself next to Allen.
"Get better soon, Allen." Lavi said as he fell asleep.
Well, this is the real ending! Please, review! I love you people!
- Lavi the Ninja Panda.