Ayame Sohma, with the key he had pilfered from Shigure, burst through the door or Hatori's home, singing the Sound of Music and trying to whistle along with his singing, which was rather difficult. He climbed the stairway and slid down the hallway to Hatori's room.

"Hey, Ha'ri!!!!!" he sang out, pushing the door open, only to discover...

That his best friend was still asleep.

The snake prodded the dragon in the back with a long artificial nail. "Hatori? Haa-san? Wake up! We're going to be late!!!"

Hatori groaned and covered his head with the blanket. "I'm not going today, Aaya. I'm sick."

Ayame's eyes widened and he stepped away. "But... you can't get sick!! You DON'T get sick!!!"

"Everyone does, Aaya."

"Well not YOU. You tell us what to do when WE get sick!!"

Hatori closed his eyes and sighed. "I'm not coming! You guys.. get my homework for me, okay?"

"Are you kidding, Ha'ri? I can't go! I gotta stay here and take care of you!!! We'll have to take you to the doctor, an-"

Hatori's face blanched. "What?"

"I said we'll have to take you to the doctor. What's wrong?"

"Aaah..." Hatori bolted from the room, ran downstairs, and shut himself up in a cupboard.

Aaya knelt next to the cupboard. "You... you're scared of the doctor, aren't you, Ha'ri?"

Hatori gave a 'hmm'. Aaya laughed.

"I thought you were going to be a doctor. You can't be scared of yourself, silly." He unlocked the cupboard and dragged Hatori outside and down the road towards the doctor's office.

Meanwhile, Shigure had been fooling around with the PD-in-a-can again. It wasn't like he knew it was gonna get Ha'ri sick... He'd have to apologize later.