Room 504 then across the hall to 505, Wednesday Morning

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Ino woke up Wednesday morning feeling like someone had stabbed a kunai through her temples. Sitting up took more effort than it should’ve and to make things worse her back was itchy and she couldn’t seem to get warm. There was no point in denying that she was sick, that was obvious, but it irritated her all the same. She’d been fine last night.

Gritting her teeth, Ino managed to get out of bed and stumbled over to her door. She doubted that she’d make it to the Town Hall under her own power but across the hall would be doable, right?

It was. Eventually. There was something to be said for being stubborn.

She knocked weakly on his door. Then closed her eyes, the light was making her head worse, and leaned against the door shivering all the while. Kabuto would be able to make her feel better, right?

[For Kabuto! Heee.]

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Luckily for her Kabuto was an early riser. He'd been looking through his books again, studying as he got ready to head out to the Town Hall again, when he heard the knock and opened the door.

"Can I hel-- Ino??" Kabuto was, to say the least, surprised to see her. Not the good kind of surprised, either. "Come on, up you get..." he helped her to her feet and over to the unoccupied bed in his room, where he proceeded to pile on blankets. "How did you get sick?" he asked, not expecting an answer.

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The blankets were nice, all the moving to get to them though? Not so nice. Kind of dizzying really, even with her eyes mostly closed. It was a long few minutes before Ino even thought of trying to answer his question.

Clearly, hiding under the blankets was of higher importance.

"Woke up?" Ino offered weakly, one hand creeping up to rub her temples.

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Kabuto rested his glowing hand over Ino's eyes, sending his own chakra through her body to try to at least alleviate her symptoms. "I told you I wasn't going to let you get sick," he told her. "Do you always have to argue with me?" he was trying to keep everything light, and not show that he really was worried.

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"You jinxed me by saying that." Ino told him petulantly even though she was reassured by his words. If he was saying things like that then it couldn’t be that bad, right? Right? Her headache slowly receded to a dull roar. It was still freezing though, even under the blankets. She squinted up at him, "Have I ever turned down a chance to argue with you?"

Maybe if she pretended everything was like normal, then it would be?

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"I'm sorry," Kabuto said honestly, unable to keep up his snarky facade as he focused harder. Why wasn't it going away? This wasn't right. He could feel his energy draining much faster than it should have been, and he hadn't started out with anything close to full reserves...

His eyes widened behind his glasses, and his focus snapped as he realised it. "..It is my fault, Ino. I'm so sorry." It wasn't just his healing Ino that was dragging on his power; his self-regeneration was still in effect rather than having finished and stopped. It was working harder and harder just to keep him from feeling the illness that was still attacking him inside.

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Ino stared up at him with wide eyes, more than a little frightened worried by the genuine apology in his voice. Kabuto wasn't supposed to sound like that. "Sorry for wha..." Her achy brain caught up with the conversation and she blinked, startled, "But you're not sick."

He certainly didn't look it.

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"I am, somewhere," Kabuto admitted. "My chakra's really low. I didn't realize that my regeneration was still running all night. It's...whatever this is, it's not going away. I've gotten rid of it several times, and then...it comes back." He shook his head to clear it. "I'll help you, Ino. I told you I wouldn't let you get sick, after all." He settled in beside her, taking one of her hands in both of his and closing his eyes. "If you're tired, sleep...I won't be very good for conversation," he warned her.

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Ino frowned at him, "Save it for healing yourself," she told him fretfully, "They don't need another person down for the count, especially not a healer."

Sleep though, was sounding good.

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Kabuto didn't respond, his breathing deep, even, and trancelike. His entire focus was on the task at hand, regardless of Ino's complaints. He wasn't much of a healer if he couldn't keep one person healthy.

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Ino stared at him. Exasperation warred with the surprise that he'd go so far for her and she blinked furiously. In the end she let herself drift off because there wasn't anything else she could do.