So... this is probably going to be the last drabble. I'm sorry, but I've kind of lost my enthusiasm for writing Tsubasa fics. Sorry. But I found this handwritten in my folder and realized I never put it up, so... here you go.
Kurogane would kill that sorry excuse for a doctor. She had sent them away with some pills for Fai's fever and sworn that he would be better in no time. She was so convincing that the kids were sure they could leave Fai to Kurogane and go to the festival tonight. This left Kurogane alone with Fai as the mage's fever continued to rise. He had stopped making sense an hour ago. He really ought to take him to a doctor- a different doctor- but they were all closed for the festival. Apparently, this world valued celebration over health care.
"Fetch me that screwdriver," Fai commanded with a vague wave at the bedside table. Kurogane raised his eyebrows.
"…Screwdriver."
"No, the other one." Fai sounded irritated now, and sat up to claw at the lamp.
"You don't need that screwdriver," Kurogane grunted. He gave Fai a gentle shove, and Fai collapsed back on the bed. In the moment of indignant silence, Kurogane ran a wet rag over his forehead and turned away to dip the rag in the ice again. When he turned back, Fai was giving him a too-happy grin. Kurogane tried to ignore it and failed.
"Ok, what now?"
"Pretty," Fai replied. He sounded distant. A pale hand emerged from the sheets to stroke Kurogane's arm, tracing its way up to the shoulder. Kurogane was painfully aware that he should do something to distract Fai. He should change the subject, or slap his hand away, or do something other than freeze up. "Very pretty… and nice." Fai smiled and let his hand drop. "All nicey-nice for the invalid."
"Yeah," Kurogane growled, recovering his senses. "Now be a good invalid and stop pulling the blankets up. You're too warm as it is."
He reached up to pull the blankets back down, taking deep breaths to calm himself. Silly housemaids blushed and got nervous. Ninjas did not. As the last heir of his family, it was important that he have sons, so even supposing that Fai was interested in him-
A hand caught Kurogane's back on the way up, holding him just above Fai's chest. Slowly, it nudged him to hover above Fai's face, which wad painted in a hopeful smile.
"Kiss, Pooky?"
Oh shit. This was all sorts of bad.
"You're sick," Kurogane pointed out, trying not to sound uneasy. "If it's catching-"
"No screwdrivers. Silly."
Fai arched up to kiss him on the forehead. Kurogane couldn't bring himself to jerk away- he might hurt Fai's arm, he rationalized- but there was no way to suppress the rising blush.
"Look," he started, "I won't-"
Fai gave him a peck on the cheek.
"-kiss you because, whatever you think you're feeling, you're-"
Fai kissed his other cheek.
"-delirious, and I'm-"
Fai was smiling the content smile of someone who's about to get what he wants.
"…Oh hell."
The more controlled part of him looked on in sheer terror as the less controlled part of him allowed Fai to kiss him on the lips. He barely resisted when Fai added tongue.
Kurogane was never one for long flowery descriptions. Fai was a good kisser. In fact, it didn't occur to Kurogane for quite a while that it really might be catching, and he pulled away. Fai gave him a questioning look, and he tried to scowl.
"Save the rest for when you're feeling better."
Fai's face cracked into a genuine smile. He wrapped Kurogane in a bear hug, giggling into his neck.
"Thank you, Ashura-ou."
Hope you liked. Thanks for sticking with me guys, this has by FAR been my most sucessful story EVER. There's even a girl translating them into Russian, apparently, which is really flattering. XD I really appreciate all of you. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. And maybe there'll be more later, but don't hold your breath. So long and thanks for all the fish!