realmofstories | [Open] A poisonous feast

Minato leaned into the washcloth, but he was still asleep. His more natural color was returning, at least, even if he was still unable to awaken. He curled up on the sofa.

Zeus might be an allfather, but he didn't have Odin's desire for infinite knowledge, or knew enough about Minato's current predicament.

He pondered on his possibilities; he could try to remove some of his clothing and then put him in the hot springs in the hope that he'd sweat out some of whatever was causing this, but that could be risky and could potentially make the situation worse. He adjusted the washcloth, looking over the notes in his journal, noticing Minato's post from a few days earlier. Oh this could be related to that as well.

"Poisoned fruit and vegetables."

He stroked his chin in thought. What stories involved poisoned produce? The one that pops to mind first is the Stepmother turned Wicked Witch and Snow White. Wasn't there an anime about that too?

He places a cover over him to keep him warm for now.

"Can you hear me?"

He's going to test things out first because there's an inkling of an idea in the back of his mind.

Aside from curling up tighter in the blanket, Minato didn’t respond. Sorry, Yu. He’s pretty deep in the sleep curse now.

Okay. Just think this through Yu, and don't panic...don't panic like the clouds around you which are making even more snow.

Ahhhhhhh....

"Snow White...magic mirror...something about a comb? Then turning into a old lady to offer an apple...seven dwarfs...she had a prince, or maybe that was in the anime?" He groans at his thoughts. "Maybe I'm thinking it wrong and this is Sleeping Beauty...that had a poisoned object too..."

Basic once upon a time, knowledge really. Which leads to an obvious conclusion.

"A kiss?"

It can't be that easy, can it? Well it's worth a try.

Hopefully Minato wouldn't be too insulted by it if all he felt was Yu kissing him. What could he even use an an excuse?

Yes, sorry, I thought kissing you might stop this poison, hahaha it's like fairy tales hahaha...

He has to fight the embarrassment he feels about this, which annoys him even more considering he wants to save him dearly.

Why is he so flustered?

"Okay."

He has to push himself on, to move his face towards Minato, and then to plant a relatively chaste kiss on the other's lips, lingering for a while before he moves back and hope he didn't just do this for nothing. Not because he had to kiss him, it felt...kinda nice, but he'd feel horrible if he kissed someone that was sick for no real reason except going with a gut feeling.

The snow stops and fog begins to form around him, making his figure harder to see, but leaving the elbows and his head completely visible.

There was warmth on his lips and then, there was a suddenly chill. What? Minato felt so sleepy, but the kind that wasn't going to let him go back to sleep and meant that he needed to wake up. But it was cold and the blanket was warm and there was that phantom warmth on his lips still.

Did he dream about getting kissed? Wait, why would he do that? He groaned softly, pulling his eyes open. Wasn't he supposed to be in the park right now, anyway? Maybe someone pranked him or... oh, did he fall asleep again? He hadn't been feeling good, he had gone to a restaurant for lunch. Maybe he ate something he shouldn't have again. But then who...?

"...Mmmph?" He reluctantly pushed himself up. It was so foggy and- "!!!"

Yu was right in front of him. He jumped and scooted back, only to fall right off the sofa. "...ow."

Oh no. Well no, actually oh yes , it had worked, but oh no he had completely disoriented Minato in the process.

The fog quickly disappeared, replaced by clouds instead as Yu quickly walks over to where his friend had fallen extending his hand.

"Sorry, you were out cold."

"Again?" He groaned. That really hurt. But he should be fine. He took Yu’s hand and as he pulled himself up, he realized what that meant. His cheeks flushed. “Ah... thanks, then.”

"Yeah. I saw your note today...sorry sometimes I forget to read my journal."

When you don't have notifications, sometimes you forget to check it. Yu was smiling but briefly as their hands touched, but a cold gust of air passed, displaying his distress of not keeping on top of things.

"You're welcome," he adds, briefly looking away himself to stroke the back of his neck. "I figured it out based on a fairy tale."

Was it Sleeping Beauty or Snow White? He still wasn't sure.

“Not your fault,” Minato replied, looking at the clouds for a moment. He had slowly figured out that they were tied to his emotions before, but what went with what. He tilted his head, eyes going from the clouds to his face. Hm.

“What’s important is that you did, doesn’t really matter when.”

"Yeah."

Briefly he tried to swat the clouds away with a movement of his hands, failing.

"But if you're saying this happened before, then you're not cured. We should figure that out."

It's good that Minato was conscious now, but now Yu was worried if he'd just fall down sleeping again. He put a hand on the other's forehead to check his temperature.

"How are you feeling right now?"

“I don’t know if I’m cured or if I ate something I shouldn’t have again,” Minato said, although he would still a little warm to Yu. “Ren hasn’t had any issues but he also only fell asleep. I thought I had food poisoning, the real kind, before.”

This was confusing, and also concerning. Would he have to deal with relapses until some kind of cure was found?

"Well it's my turn to ask you to stay for the night, just in case. Your forehead still feels a little hot, I'm not taking chances."

Maybe someone else might have found him in the bench, or maybe no one would have, and Yu doesn't want to think about that too hard.

"I'll make you something light for the stomach. I have an abundance of bones because of my eagle. Bone broth would be light enough to make you feel better, I think. Maybe a tip in the hot springs will help you too, once you feel better."

Edited 2020-10-14 23:07 (UTC)

"I don't want to intrude," Minato replied. First Ren, now Yu. He shook his head. "I should be fine, really."

Except he was leaning into Yu's hand because it felt nice. Didn't bone broth take awhile to prepare though? This felt an awful lot like when he got sick during the tsunami. Hadn't he been out for two whole days then?

"Don't you dare," he begins before laughing, the air getting hotter now. "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure."

Well true, he couldn't stop him, but Yu was doing his best to put him under a gentle house arrest. And don't worry Minato, Yu was just giving him the reason why he had a lot of bone broth prepared. Gotta make some stock for home, after all.

Oh um. Hmm. Was that the fox in Minato causing him to do that? Without thinking, you goes to pet his ears.

"Mmph... fine," He murmured. "You really like petting those ears, don't you?"

He was tired and not really in the mood to try and lean away.

He moved his hand away quickly as if it was caught on fire.

"Sorry. I used to pet a lot of the cats in Inaba. It helps me calm down."

He didn't move just yet either.

"Do you want to lie down again?"

"I might fall asleep again," He pointed out, shaking his head. "And I don't think kissing me awake every time is all that fun."

Minato yawned then, covering his mouth and then gave a stretching.

"Maybe just some soup for now. You can tell me all about why petting cats helps you calm down."

"That's true.." he begins then realizes that might come off as rude. "W-well, not that kissing you is bad but, it might be dangerous to do it so much and you get the idea right?"

Awkward silence. Bird squawk. Okay then going on. He picks up the eagle as it settles on his shoulder, then brings Minato into one of the large room of, well, what looks like a fancy Greek manor. Fitting, for the king of the gods.

The kitchen is much more cozy compared to the other rooms. Wooden tables are aligned on both sides, filled with bowls and ceramics. He kneels to open a door on the ground, as vapour rises up from the cold ice, bringing out a ceramic container that contains the broth.

"Do you want something more than just the broth? Hot or cold?"

"Yes," Minato replied, a little too amused at Yu's awkwardness. It was embarrassing to be sure. To have kissing and such to be made somewhat trivial when it came to curing whatever this was. But at the same time, it was also amusing for times like this.

He followed Yu into the kitchen. It was really nice despite how dated it was.

"Hot. Do you have any bread?"

"Hot it is," he replied, hanging the jar on top of fireplace, blowing on the embers and encouraging the fire until it started up again. He threw a log before nodding, pointing to the large stone oven in the side.

"I've been practising," he explains. "There were wild grains around the house so I made really course flour. It's not the best bread but..."

He opens the stove and a cooled pieces of bread sit inside. The shape is...well not the best but it was bread. And a day's fresh.

"Its not melonpan but I had a piece yesterday, it's not bad. Do you want some fresh spring water?"

Still, the fact that Yu could just find grains and turn it into bread was impressive enough. He ripped off a piece to try. It was good. He nodded. “You have a natural spring?”

This was honestly kind of surreal, but he supposed it made sense given where they were.

The wonders if being a very curious chef who had to do everything for himself since a young age (maybe that's why his hair was silver so early).

"Well, it's a nearby river, but the water appears to be fresh and drinkable."

Being drinkable was always a plus.

"I keep a few bottles in here as well."

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