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**Peeker** · August 22nd, 2007, 04:43 PM

His right leg kicked up in frustration. He itched and he was being he.d down while this cold goo was being rubbed in. All the work of the shower felt like it had been for nothing: he was getting sick of goos and creams already.

"Relax?" He continued to wriggle. "What are you--ACH!" The boy couldn't help but thrash at that sensation as his rear was covered in the same cold mess. He knew he shouldn't be moving around so much, but he was miserable. When you were in a hospital, you did weird things, like rock back and forth or make moaning noises... they were a comfort one made for themselves when uncomfortable.

Well, right now, Janus was going to thrash. ...and that was all he was going to do! "Ugh!"

**Kira_Wolf_Cub** · August 22nd, 2007, 04:57 PM

Mikeal finished quickly and blew over the lotioned areas, the herbs in it reacting quickly and stopping the itch almost instantly.

"There, did that help?" Mikeal asked, still holding Janus down so that he wouldn't thrash or scratch his spots. "You need to leave them allow. Or else I will tap oven mits to your hands."

He had seem humans do it before, why not vampires too?

**Peeker** · August 22nd, 2007, 05:04 PM

"It helped." The boy assured, voice distant, as he continued to squirm against Mikeal's pinning him. "It helped, it helped, just lemme go now, okay?"

Though the itch didn't burn like it had, the boy's fingers still squirmed to run over his body and make sure everything was okay. ....rather like bottomcheeks after a warmup, his skin was tingling as it grew more sensitive, more aware of the sensation of touch against it. His hairs were peeling off of the cream that had stuck them to his skin, and rising up, tensing, feeling the air for motion of pressure.

"Won't scratch! For the Night's sake, Mikeal, just let me up?"

**Kira_Wolf_Cub** · August 22nd, 2007, 07:05 PM

Mikeal patted Janus head and finaly rose off him, pulling the shirt down and the bed covers up.

"I know it isn't fun having Blood Spots Janus," He tried to reasure the boy. "And the lotions and oils feel like they don't do anything, but if you ignore it for a bit, you'll find it helps. Now try and get some sleep okay?"

**Peeker** · August 23rd, 2007, 03:14 AM

The boy sighed and sat forward, rearranging the bedcovers. ...this was going to suck. He didn't want to take a baby nap.

...but if he woke up feeling better... ah... frigging hell... he'd might as well give it a shot, right?

"Yeah. I'll see you in a few, Mikeal."

The boy leaned back, then shifted onto his side... pulled himself up a little... turned again, onto his back... and groaned.

"...later..."

The boy closed his eyes, willing himself to suddenly be comfortable: he doubted it.

This was going to suck. He'd wait his fifteen minutes... maybe make it twenty... or wait until Mikeal came to check on him and then wait another five minutes pretending to be asleep...

Whatever.

The boy lay there quietly, and waited.

**Kira_Wolf_Cub** · August 23rd, 2007, 05:58 AM

Mikeal was leaning back in the sofa haven't shut his eyes for what he thought was only five minutes. It was frustration to say the lest that Janus had gotten ill, mostly because he knew the boy was going to go stir crazy and with Razziel on the way for a visit any day now, things were just heading more and more down hill.

"This week can not get any worse..." He muttered now that he was awake again to a very quiet house. He glanced over to his side and noticed a letter from Alice for Janus and smiled. Maybe it would cheer the boy up a little bit. Picking it up, Mikeal walked back to Janus' room as saw he was still sleeping. "hmmm... he must have really been tired then. I'll just leave it here for when he wakes up."

It was a simple letter, one telling Janus about her highlights during her stay at Dimitrius' home; the Heart Tree, Vangi, the chess game, and his amazing study, as well as the many tapastries depicting past battles and events. She had purposly left out thet fencing. After all,s he wanted that to be a surprise.

**Peeker** · August 23rd, 2007, 08:47 AM

The boy smirked when Mikeal left the room. Operation: Fool Sire was a success!

...that was... oh, the first good thing that had happened all day. ...but there was a letter! From Alice!

Second good thing! He was on a roll!

Janus grabbed the letter and settled back, trying to get comfortable, ignoring the pulse of irritation on his neck. He tore the envelope and held it up, reading from a horizontle position.

...and he read... ...and yawned. ...and read.

That was weird. Why was it... *yawn* ...that reading like this always made him tired?

He lowered the letter to his chest. ...at least he'd finally gotten comfortable. Totally by accident, too. Oh well. He'd might as well make the most of it.

Staring at the ceiling for twenty minutes had been hard work. Whether he realized it or not, the vampiric tendency to sleep for long periods of time was about to kick in... ...and Janus passed out, as his body kept him sleeping so the healing could begin in earnest.

**Kira_Wolf_Cub** · August 23rd, 2007, 06:00 PM

Mikeal sat silently as he quickly wrote several letters telling different houses that they would have to get their puppies at the festival since Janus was ill. It annoyed him, of all the times, why did the boy have to get Spots now. He glanced at the time.

'He'll probably be asleep for a bit...' Mikeal thought and stood up to grab his wallet and jacket. "Caboose, I'm going down to get Janus some anti-itch creams for Janus. Guard the house okay?"

Caboose, who was on puppy duty, woofed his understanding. His posture changed from a lazy hound to a fully trained guard dog, alert and ready for anything. With his mate playing Nurse maid/tebby/bed warmer for the fledgling, it was his duty to protect his pack. Too bad none of them were going to be ready for the surprise guest that would appear five minutes after Mikeal had left.

**Peeker** · August 23rd, 2007, 06:10 PM

It was a noise Janus had never heard, but somehow recognized immediately.

Caboose had given a whine of fear.

...which was impossible. This was the brave, strong, war-trained, and wonderfully lazy Caboose Janus was hearing. A snore, sure. A whine of complaint, certainly... but fear?

...somehow it had made him bolt up out of bed.

He was pleased to find his first instinct was to look for his rapier... even if it wasn't in this room. His second instinct was to see what the hell had caused Caboose to whine... to be honest... well... Janus wouldn't have a chance against something that could do that... ...he'd have to try, sure, but he didn't really have a chance...

He wasn't itching, either. Thank the Night.

So instead the boy ignored the fact that he was wearing semi-decent sleep clothes... a loose black shirt and flannel pants... and walked down the hall to see what was powerful enough to scare the Hound.

**Kira_Wolf_Cub** · August 23rd, 2007, 06:56 PM

Caboose was pressed up against the puppy gate, a little bit of blood dripping onto the floor. As he was instructed, Caboose had been guarding the home when a man suddenly appeared in the home and without warning, he had growled and lashed out, ready to bit the intruder in the leg. However, the intruder must have been exspecting his attack because as the Hellhound leap forward, the man literally kicked him in the mouth, knocking one of his teeth out. He now ready to guard his pups from this violent man as he whimpered in pain.

"Heal," A cold voice sneered, and a platun blond man looked about the room in disgust. It would figure that Mikeal would not uphold the Dornell name. "MIKEAL!"

Lucy shot up on Janus' bed and ran quickly under it, quivering in fear. She knew this voice very well. Last time she had heard him, he had made her lose a litter as well as tramatized her from magic for life. She looked pleadingly at Janus to stay away. She trusted Caboose to protect the pups.