Perks of the secret friend [Iruka and Itachi]

[uchihasavior]

Who: [The I team-- Itachi and Iruka]
When: February 9th
Where: Starting at the Uchiha Compound, moving to Iruka's place


The attention Itachi gets when he finally falls ill can be overwhelming. It seems to be traveling around Konoha, so no doubt with his weak immune system and his extended stay in his home village, Itachi came down with the flu. Mother found him nearly keeling over in the process of making himself tea and demanded he lay back down in bed.

He hadn't gotten any real rest since. The household was busy. Between Mother, Sasuke, and Shisui popping in, he was always being asked if he was alright, if he needed anything, or presented with something else to try to swallow.

Dusk was only marginally better, with everyone else prepping for bed. And now the footsteps down the hall started again...

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[uchihasavior]

"Should I purr, and crawl into your bed into the dead of the night to demand attention?" he plays along, with a question, opening one eye.

[senseiofthesea]

"If you did it would save me the trouble of unpacking your bedding when you stayed over." He smirked, giving a small laugh as he rubbed his thumbs over his forehead to keep the soap from his eyes.

[uchihasavior]

"Ah, so I am trouble...?" he hums, tone amused. He knows that isn't true, though.

Whatever his next response is just dies into content humming at the fingers in his hair.

[senseiofthesea]

He shook his head over the other man and slowly eased his hands back to work on rinsing, running his fingers through the strands to work out the soap. "I don't mind, I'm rather used to it really."

[uchihasavior]

"Mm, you simply wish I make it easier." Though, could they really share the bed...

That's something to ponder while getting his hair washed, lowering slightly so more of his hair is in the water.

[senseiofthesea]

"From time to time. You wouldn't be you without being a little trouble." He tugged lightly on his shoulder, supporting him in a tip so he could properly rinse. The other way wasn't being terribly effective.

[uchihasavior]

Mm, true enough. The bath has also relaxed him enough that he lets out a bit of a yawn as he's dipped. Perhaps it's time for bed again as soon as he's dried and clothed.

[senseiofthesea]

Once he was done rinsing, he sat him back up. "Rinse down and I'll get your towel, okay?"

He only released him once he was sure he was stable, then moved to get the towel.

[uchihasavior]

He's partway out of the tub when Iruka returns, having completed his part of the request. Just waiting on that towel.

[senseiofthesea]

He leaned to unplug the tub, then straightened to offer him the towel in hand. He had another over his shoulder. "Alright?"

[uchihasavior]

"Should be." Standing's a little shaky, but he isn't going to go very far. He works on drying his arms, chest, and waist first, so that he can grip onto Iruka if something goes wrong. Legs are next, and his hair can just wait until he can simply wrap it up in the towel.

[senseiofthesea]

Iruka waited patiently, watching him closely and reaching a hand to touch his side and steady him when he started to list. "Out of the tub before anymore I think."

[uchihasavior]

Holding onto Iruka, he's able to manage one leg out of the tub. There's a short moment to rest, but soon enough his other leg is out, and by some miracle he hasn't fallen.

[senseiofthesea]

Satisfied, he moved the towel he'd kept possession of up to start drying Itachi's hair. "As soon as you're dressed and back into bed I'll be getting you drinks and heading to work. You'll be fine while I'm gone?"

[uchihasavior]

"Mm, yes." Mostly asleep and maybe more sneezing, but yes, he'd be alright without him. He stays still while his hair is dried off, eyes shut again.

[senseiofthesea]

He made sure Itachi wasn't dripping anywhere anymore, then helped him into his shirt, tossing the towel over the edge of the tub. "Okay good, I'll be back after classes. Should I check in on you during lunch?"

[uchihasavior]

"Food would be nice, during lunch." Had to eat something else, after all. Neatly dressed and bathed, he feels rather fresh. He hopes it last longer than last time, before he's a sweaty, sick mess again.

He thinks he can safely hobble back to the bed, too.

[senseiofthesea]

He keeps an eye on him, letting Itachi walk until he shows signs of tiring out. Of course, then he'd tuck him into bed either way. "Okay so I'll pop over then."

[uchihasavior]

Amazingly enough, he made it to the bed. Just enough to flop himself over tummy down, with a soft hum.

"Mm-mmm." he agrees, to Iruka's comment. His face is too full of pillow to form a proper 'yes'.

[senseiofthesea]

He shook his head at the other man, then just pulled the blanket up over him and smoothed it over his back. "Sleep well Itachi."

[uchihasavior]

He's awake for a few minutes longer, listening to the sounds of Iruka making his final preparations, and soon enough, the front door being clicked shut. He knows he's got lunch coming to him later, dozing off lightly, mouth having to hang open as the sinuses return. It is a mostly uninterrupted sleep, his only issue being that his hair gets in his face when he shifts.

[senseiofthesea]

Shaking his head, he just smiled and headed off to work.