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Flu Season! ... Wait, that's not a good thing.

Where: Konohagakure
When: February 10th - 19th
Notes: The flu has hit Konoha and Adela is one of many victims! It doesn't seem so bad at first, but after a while it really starts to get to her. And being bedridden for any reason, let alone illness, isn't fun.

FEBRUARY 10th - SASUKE UCHIHA ONLY

Maybe it was because the weather had been unusually cold with lots of heavy snow, or maybe it was because of a bug being brought in from the returning ninja from the chuunin exams. Either way, it seemed like she was starting to come down with something fast and it made her unhappy beyond belief. But, she'd fight against the conflicting feelings of being far too hot and chilled to the bone, dressing for the weather and sniffling in a feeble attempt to breathe. It was just a cold, she told herself -- she'd be able to fight through that for the spar, and have a good long rest after.

It was then that Adela reached the training field, a little early and beginning to stretch even as she started to feel dizzy. Her stomach was turning uncomfortably too, but that was probably just loss of appetite from the cold, right? Right. She'd wait for Sasuke to show up, and spar like normal. That'd get her blood flowing, and that'd help her feel better. Yeah...

FEBRUARY 11TH TO 19TH - OPEN

Stuck in bed with the flu, a high fever, an upset stomach, and bed-rest orders coming from everyone around her. That was one recipe to make Adela exceedingly grumpy with life, and she coughed weakly before reaching for the tea beside her to help soothe her throat. This crap was sweet, but it really did help her throat feel even slightly less sore than before, so it was helpful. Even if she didn't like it that much.

The smallest of sighs left her as she tried to adjust the swiftly-warming cloth on her head, longing for it to be cool once more and longing to just be healthy again. There would be no fast way, not for this though. She kind of felt like she wanted to die, but that was dramatic -- the illness was miserable, but she knew it'd get better. Even if it didn't feel like it, and even if her stomach was having trouble holding down much more than crackers, tea, water, and soup.

The knocking on her bedroom door made her head pound, and she groaned audibly before sniffling and glancing to it, flushed with fever and trying to crawl out from under her blankets a bit so she could support herself on her elbow. Her voice was weak when answering, weak and sore when at last she asked, "Who is it...?"

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She would never assume to have a relationship beyond what it was. Tenten had no delusions about friendship that possibly didn't exist and kept a marginal distance to maintain a level of professionalism that was sometimes necessary. But the fact of the matter still stood: Adela was likely the only person in the village who was as enthused and excited about weapon-work and smithing as she was; the only one that she had come across, in any case. And that was enough of a cause to at least be on friendly terms.

So when the kunoichi had caught wind of the other's poor health, it was only natural for Tenten to grow concerned over her well-being. And for her to make slow strides in helping Adela to recover from it. Perhaps that was stepping beyond her boundaries, but Tenten was willing to risk it. And if the other disagreed, then she was more then welcome to tell her so.

"It's me..." Easing open the door, the young kunoichi carefully peeked her head inside. "Is it safe to come in?"

He knew she wasn't feeling well, he'd heard that quick enough, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to swing by and give her a gift for the holiday. That just meant that what he had in hand was cold friendly. Cold helpful even.

He just hoped she didn't hate the taste of minty things. "It's Iruka." He pushed the door open. "May I come in?"

Edited (I can spell) 2015-02-12 04:20 (UTC)

"... Yeah, it is," Adela managed to croak the words out before she reached for a nearby mask, slipping it on so that she could cover her mouth and nose properly. She didn't want to make everyone who visited her sick too, considering just what leave meant for a ninja. And Tenten wasn't exactly someone she had a grudge against -- hell, she had problems thinking of a better customer or weapons' enthusiast in general.

Even behind the mask it was clear to see that she was both flushed with fever and smiling just a little with the company that came. Even if her body was making her miserable, having people visit was at least kind of nice.

Hah? She slipped on her mask again, surprised to hear Iruka coming. After a beat she answered as strongly as her voice would let her manage, if only so that he could hear her, "You can."

First Tenten, now Iruka? She was kind of surprised to have so many visiting her like this, it wasn't like she was dying or something... She hadn't had an episode of that since at least September.

He peeked in, then gave the girl a smile as he padded over, setting the bad of sweet throat drops on her side table. "You're looking better than rumor would paint you."

... Honeyed throat drops? Well, that didn't sound so bad... She glanced up to Iruka, moving to rest against the pillow with a weak sigh as she spoke with a voice coarse with disuse and irritation, "It's just the flu, not like I'm dying or anything... You probably heard from senpai, and he exaggerates."

Smiling with a bit more ease, the kunoichi quietly stepped inside. No need to make all kinds of ruckus for what she intended to be a short visit. But knowing how the two could talk when it came to matters about metals and weapons in general, she would not put it past them to find a way to whittle away the day once the subject had been breached.

"Hey." Taking a moment to give a proper nod of her head in greeting, Tenten approached. "A little birdy told me that you weren't feeling well."

"Something like that." He smiled, then shook his head. "I wanted to bring you a treat for the holiday, in any case." He gestured to the bag.

He had not been nearly as sick as Mikoto had made him out to be, Sasuke was sure of it, and in any case recovering from a few days' head cold had turned out to be at least a little less irritating than the week would have been if he'd spent it stifling the simmering upset of lightning chakra. The storm had mostly blown over by the time Sasuke had finally pulled on his thickest training gear and slipped out of the window, eager to work off some of the stir-crazy engendered by a few days of forced bed rest.

It nearly gave him more sympathy for the escapee patients he'd occasionally had to retrieve and force back into a hospital bed, but only nearly. Shinobi patients remained the worst ones of all.

In any case, the distraction of first the weather, then the spar with Kakashi, and then the inability to smell or hear anything for several days meant that he was thoroughly in need of sorting out his energy before tackling intel again. Adela's bloodline techniques would hopefully provide enough of of one --

Or so he'd thought, until he actually saw the girl. Even without the Sharingan he could tell that her chakra was a mess, and closer inspection brought out more details: flushed skin, pupils slow to focus, running nose.

"What are you doing outside?" He asked in lieu of a proper greeting, stopping short of reaching out to feel her forehead as he might have with a teammate -- he could still remember how poorly she'd reacted to a surprise touch before. "You could have cancelled if you were feeling sick."

"M'fine, it's just a cold," Adela shook her head, internally grimacing - was that really her voice? It sounded so off... And, as if on reflex she recoiled back, not really wanting Sasuke to touch at her head and feel it. If she had a fever, she didn't want it to get in the way. Maybe she'd just sweat it out, and feel better later - there was nothing like a good work-out to get rid of those mild sick feelings.

"I'll feel better once we get going, so let's do this Senpai."

"... You didn't have to, Iruka-sensei," She tilted her head a bit at that, feeling a little more heated and dizzy from that. That'd been the first time someone outside of her family had given her a gift for that... It was kind of embarrassing, but kind of nice at the same time. Only kind of, though.

"That little birdy wasn't Senpai, was it?" Frowning a bit in an almost-pout, she sank into the bed a bit more and rested her head on the pillow more. After Sasuke had found her out and made such a fuss over her being sick, she wouldn't have been surprised if people thought she was dying or something if they were asking him about where she was...

He gave her a warm smile, shaking his head. "Don't worry Adela-san. I'm not someone prone to doing things I don't want to." He settled back on his heels. "And I wanted to. If you like, I'll leave you to your rest?"

"Senpai'd throw a fit if he knew I was talking like this when I'm supposed to be 'resting'," Adela just huffed a sigh, and admittedly talking like this was hurting her throat but in all honesty she didn't care. It wasn't like she was going to give Iruka the silent treatment, and the way Senpai had made it sound she'd absolutely die if she disobeyed any of his strict orders. It was starting to tick her off a little, admittedly.

"... Thank you. For coming."

"Sasuke-kun is very... set in his ways. He has a point though. You're very welcome. I'll see you when you're feeling better. Hopefully back in class?"

"... Sometimes. I don't wanna stop doing missions forever, though..."

"I know I won't have you as my help for much longer, but that doesn't mean I'm not happy to have you." He shook his head and turned to go.

"Rest well Adela-san, thank you for speaking with me."

She paused, watching his back and closing her eyes after a moment, "... I wouldn't mind coming back, sometimes..."

"I'll be very happy to have you when you come then." He moved over, turning the light down for her. One last check, and he slipped out the door with a smile, closing it behind him so she could sleep.

"More like your Uncle," she replied with a soft chuckle. So not so much a little birdy as it was a watchful hawk. All the same, it had been an interesting conversation of sorts wheedle out the truth. "He tongue loosened up nicely once I promised to let him be in charge of my next big project."

Her life was better for it, in the end. With him working at the forge instead of her, Tenten would have more time to focus on her training and research in preparation for Jounin Examinations.

"Careful, m'still really sick," Even with those words she finally relaxed, closing her eyes as she just listened to Tenten. She didn't exactly want to spread infection, even though she was pretty sure that she wasn't contagious anymore.

"A big project, though... Wonder what you're planning, Tenten..."

Warning noted, the kunoichi easily took a seat in the chair set just apart from the bed, not too far away but distanced enough it seemed to keep anyone visiting outside the cold bubble that seemed to surround the other girl. Whether that was something Adela had intended or if it was just something that had been left from the last person who came knocking, well...

At the speculation, though, Tenten could only give the other a gentle smile in response. "You can never tell with me. My team is known for crazy things, after all~"

"Crazy's not always bad... You've always done really creative things with weapons and weapon summoning, m'kinda envious of that," Her smile was equally soft and obvious only in the slight rise of her cheeks, though they fell soon enough as she made herself more comfortable. It was hard not to feel drowsy, and kinda hard to ignore her throat hurting, but she still wanted to talk to Tenten. It really was nice that she came to visit, after all.

"M'glad you can rely on uncle for great weaponry, too... You've gotta be picky about what you use, right...?"

Just a cold didn't look the way Adela looked, and if she was avoiding even having him stand closer to her, she was probably running a temperature that she didn't want checked. At least, that was usually the case by the time shinobi turned themselves in to the hospital with illnesses. Sasuke bit back a sigh.

"Really," he said, clearly disbelieving. "How's your chakra control right now?"

"It's fine. Why wouldn't it be?" She frowned at him, tilting her head just a bit as she tried to figure out what he was trying to do. It never felt like just a simple question with Sasuke...

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