Kaito dozed off for a couple of hours before waking with a cough.

Kaito took a moment to calm his breathing and glanced at Fijore. "I think the fever's back, I feel like I've been stuck in a hot spring." He murmured quietly.

Kaito nodded lightly and carefully took the offered bottle of water, slowly sipping from it.

Kaito glanced at him briefly, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "I will try, but I'm not used to taking it easy." He murmured quietly.

Kaito shook his head and smirked some. "I'll be alright." He promised.

A few days passed and Gaito hadn't returned like he said he was going to, and Kaito wasn't doing too well. He had a dangerously high fever and his breathing wasn't improving, even with the oxygen. Kaito stared at the ceiling, damp with sweat. "Bastard.. Where are you?" He murmured under his breath.

Gaito had every intention of bringing the antidote to Fijore, but he was met with a wall. He had to use his magic to go to a specific realm to get the medicine, and now he had to find a way back, without his magic.

Kaito blinked when the walls shook. "Fi?" He called wearily and slowly sat up, unable to do much in his position. Damn it! He wanted to tell him he was fine even though he clearly wasn't. As strange as it sounded, he could feel his brother trying to get back to them.

Kaito frowned but laid back down. "You're not okay.. I can't relax when I know you're frustrated, angry, or upset.." He murmured quietly. "I can't help how I feel." He hated being like this, it made him feel useless.

Kaito lowered his ruby eyes. "I should have gone with him.. It was my mistake for trusting him." He said quietly. Even if he was sick, he should've gone with him instead of trusting him to go by himself.


Later that night Gaito finally found his way back to his brother, looking a rough but still managing to stand. He cautiously landed by the house and folded his wings, a small vile of liquid hanging around his neck.

Kaito had dozed off, but he woke when Fijore got up due to a sharp pain in his chest. It felt like someone had stabbed him with a double-bladed knife and breathing became even more difficult.

Gaito raised his hands in defense when Fijore met him. "Because Gatekeepers don't like it when you wake them." He said calmly. He slowly took off the necklace and held it out to him. "He won't be much longer if we- if you don't give him this stat. That's the antidote, put it in his IV and he'll be fine by lunch time tomorrow, worst case by evening depending on how worse it's gotten."