Original Sickfic Dialogue #1 - A little star gets sick
I may do more of these in the future... But let's see if it works out, first.
- Chise, a star with a human body, sits on a hill, watching the sky as it turns dark -
Chise: //How long have I been here...? In this world...?// *reachs out to the sky* //Home feels far away...// *puts his hand back on his lap; shakes his head with a force that makes his green hairs fly* //I'm getting melancholic again... C'mon, Chise, think, think... Why did I came here, today?// *trembles from the cold that coats him, he puts his arms around his body, trying to stop the shaking* //Pulling myself out, damn... How stupid am I?// *stands up and stumbles a little; stops a sniffle with his long sleeves* //I'll get myself sick, won't I?..// *grits his teeth* //It won't be easy to hide...//
- Chise returns to the palace where he owns a flat; the hallway leads right to the living room where his roommate Yusei, an arch-angel, seems to be waiting for him
Yusei: *looks up from the poem that he was writing a few minutes ago* You're back? What were you doing in this awful cold?
Chise: *closes the door, sighs* Honestly, I don't know... Searching, I guess. *pulls off his cloak and hangs it on the garderobe*
Yusei: Searching? For what?
Chise: *shrugs with his shoulders* If I find it, I'll know... *pulls his arms around him, trying hard to make the shivering invisible*
Yusei: *stands up with the chair scratching on the wood floor* Damn, you look like a dog coming right out of a cold store.
Chise: *enters the living room and passes him* You're a great poet, you know? *sighs* You're imaging things, you know? *grins* I'm doing just fiii- *sneezes, but covers it quickly with his sleeves, therefore, it can't be heard, he sniffles and looks at the clear snot, shudders* //I'm getting sick... I'm getting sick... This is horrible.// *stays cool from the outside, though panicking inside*
Yusei: *confusedly* What were you going to say?
Chise: *quickly* I'm fine, I'm fine. Totally. I'm heading to my room, now. *makes a run to his room* //Gosh... I sounded horrible. My nose is too stuffed up...//
- Chises room is a personification of order and cleanliness; minimalistic furniture, it seems empty at first glance, but looking closer one can see that his entire stuff is just near his loftbed -
Chise: *climbs up his loft bed; breaths heavily when he reached the top; throws himself on the blankets; closes his eyes* //Damn, angels don't sleep... I need a better cover...// *takes a book from a shelf attached to the loft bed; pretends to read* //How long can I keep up with that...? This is the first time I got sick since I moved with him... And I can't tell him straight-forward that I'm a star and that my body is frail.// *moans frustrated and pulls the blanket around him as the shivering won't stop* //Can't get sick... Can't get sick...// *sneezes* //Damn it...//
Yusei: *knocks on his door* Chise? Is everything alright? Did I do something wrong?
Chise: *shakes his head; tries to raise his voice, but sounds hoarse* You didn't. Don't come in, please.
Yusei: *opens the door nevertheless* I'm worried... Also, I waited the entire day for you to come back...
Chise: *lets out an annoyed sigh* Why would you do something like that...?
Yusei: *comes closer and looks up to him* 'Cause I love... I mean I would love to learn more about you... It's three months already, and I don't know a thing about you.
Chise: *closes the book* I already told you what's important. My name is Chise, I'm 2147 years old and I was raised in this palace by two loving parents. Anything else?
Yusei: *looks at him sadly* I thought we could talk about... Futures, perhaps... //C'mon, don't talk like an idiot in front of him... He's just an angel like you... Not holy or anything...//
Chise: *smiles bitterly* This world has no future, so what to talk about?
Yusei: You're always pessimistic. How do you know we will lost the up-coming war? *laughs a little and makes a post like holding an axe* I already prepared for battle!
Chise: *mumbles* You're stupid. *pulls his leg closer to his body, puts his chin on his knee* The demons are stronger. How can you face them with such a brave smile? How can you run into your grave so cheerful- *coughs softly into his crook*
Yusei: *laughs* I'm not running into a grave, you're too funny. *smiles proudly* I'm doing this to protect the people I love.
Chise: *looks away* You said you don't love your parents. You only do this for your friends?
Yusei: *flies up to him and lands in front of him* I'm also doing this for you. You will be our tactician, right?
Chise: *nods, his nose is running a little bit, but he tries to ignore it*
Yusei: *smiles softly* I want to protect you.
Chise: *looks away, blushing* //His kindness is too much for me to handle. Are all angels that kind? ... No, not really. He may be a rare one.//
Yusei: *looks confusedly* Sometime's dripping off your nose... *tries to reach out for it*
Chise: *slaps his hand away* Are you stupid? Don't touch it! You could infect your- *turns away and sneezes with a suddenness that makes him forget to cover it*
Yusei: *his eyes widen at the sight of a sneeze; it's something he never saw or experienced* Are you... sick, perhaps?
Chise: *shock drives through his body and paralyses him* N-No... I-I mean... *pulls the blanket to his face, burying his nose into the soft fabric; speaks quietly* It's just from the dust...
Yusei: *looks around* You try to tell me there was a corn of dust in your room? *laughs* You're joking, right?
Chise: *lowers his glance*
Yusei: *surprised* You must be joking!
Chise: *pushes him* Go out! Immediately!
Yusei: *grabs Chise's hands and shakes his head, speaks in an unusual serious tone* I won't leave you... Not when you are in this state.
Chise: *groans desperately* I'm not sick... I'm not! *sniffles*
Yusei: Calm down... You always seem cool, but you're quiet a heatstroke.
Chise: *outraged* I'm... what?
Yusei: *holds his hands up* Nothing, nothing, darling...
Chise: *raises an eyebrow* Darling...?
Yusei: *blushes* Ah, nevermind! It just slipped out.
Chise: *snaps a little* I'm not one of your one-night stands. You should better take care of them instead of me. *turns away to cough*
Yusei: *makes a hurt expression; sulks* They don't mean anything to me, I swear...
Chise: *cold-hearted* And I mean something to you, or what?
Yusei: //Oh no, he knows...// *whistles* Only as a friend~
Chise: I hope. *coughs into his hands* I'm not gay.
Yusei: //He's not...?// *sighs* I understand. *tilts his head to his side* You're producing weird sounds...
Chise: It's called a cou- *shakes his head* Nevermind.
Yusei: Nevermind? *sighs* Now, I'm talking to you, but you're making no sense.
Chise: Please... Just leave.
Yusei: And you always tell me to leave... I'm hopeless.
Chise: *tries to scream, but it comes out hoarse* Just... leave...
Yusei: What's with your voice...?
Chise: Out... Now... *puts a hand around his throat, making a painful expression* I want to read in peace...
Yusei: Alright, alright... *opens his wings to fly down, but turns to Chise first* Listen, if there is something I need to take care of... I will do it. Even, if this something is you.
Chise: I'm not a something.
Yusei: *smiles* Yeah... You're more than that. *goes out and leaves behind a feeling of pure sadness*
Chise: *sighs* //Help would be nice... Having someone to take care of me...// *shakes his head and forms a bitter expression with his lips* //I can't... I need to keep that secret to myself. Keeping myself enclosed in this rainy sky... He's not my rainbow... Just a stranger who lives with me... I can't trust him. I won't. Ever.//
Maybe I will continue with writing dialogues... It's kind of funny and also easier for someone who's first language is not English... Haha.
Chise and Yusei are my little babies... And the cutest couple though they don't know about it yet ♥️