Laynie

Well, first off, he puked in the bag. Yucky. He shook his head and continued to clutch at his stomach. Sakura didn't need to see him in this mess. She was stressed out as it is.

Well, he could. And because Haru knew that, he frowned and tossed his head to the side. "I'm gonna puke..." he groaned, clutching his stomach once again.

"Blood..." he said softly, still breathing heavily. Haru had a grave fear of it. The second he saw it, his face tinted green and it all went down hill from there. His scar popped in the middle of the night from when the baby accidentally hit it.

"Stop... yelling..." he forced his eyes to open. He looked like he was gonna cry, but for some reason you could tell that he wasn't going to. "My head hurts..."

(Mhmmm, real bad) He let out a groan and tossed his head to the side and clutched his stomach. His scar was bright red, and looked nastier than before, as if it was torn open.

Haru didn't wake up bright and early that day. In fact, he slept for a while. His skin was pale and chalky, but his cheeks were slightly red. He was breathing rather heavily, and he just didn't look to good...

Haru was asleep at this point, looking the same as last time. Except the raised skin of his scar seemed to glow a bit more, and the area around it was red. Haru was also looking rather pale that day too... hmm...

(Holy peenor o_o that explains quite a bit about you ) "Your hood...? Iuno, check underneath the couch," and Haru crashed on his bed and practically passed out. He was a sleepy-head.

(Silly Allie, we're 13. 13=TEENAGER. And I've liked yaoi since I was like... 11? xDD) "Well, sure, I guess," Haru still didn't have the heart to turn the poor boy down. And besides, it's better than him destroying Haru's neck. And it was soft and flimsy for reasons we won't discuss...

"Um, I said that it was your brother's stuff, so... dude, what?" he asked in surprise. "In my room? Both of us?" Don't give him any ideas now >w> (Well. I can see Mammon's CUT-TO-THE-PANTS attitude)

(The only reason someone WOULD say something like that is if they wanted the reader to infer that shizz) "So? I still got food anyway," he took it back. "Just in case, I guess," he yawned. "That baby is hyper.. I'm tired," and he was tired from getting poor sleep from cough SOMEONESLEEPINGONHISLAPALLNIGHT I'm not gonna name peo-MAMMON.

Haru grabbed his hand and yanked him up off the floor. "Holy shit, dude," he shook his head. "Here," he handed Mammon a bag of groceries: apples, carrots, bottled water and a bag of sunflower seeds. Woot. (You said it like that, though)

(Waaay to go xDD!) "I'm home. With food," he added, kicking the door open and dropping the bag on the table. Haru walked in to the kitchen, where his jaw friggen DROPPED. "I live here?!" he asked in amazement, eyeing the entire kitchen.

"Sure, will do," he ROLLED HIS SHOULDERS BACK ALLIE and walked towards the door, yawning a bit. "You can... clean or something, I dunno, just don't leave the apartment," And with that, he took off.

"My poor neck," he rolled his eyes. "Did you wanna stay here while I went over to Sakura's and checked up on the baby?"

"I never offered..." he noticed how close Mammon was. "So I see that you're feeling better, huh?" he ran his hand through his hair again and let it flop back on his face in a messy fashion.

(D'aww) "Wait, you're gonna sleep on my lap every night?" he asked. "Dude, my neck'll snap if that happens," he shrugged. "And can't you fall asleep on the couch? I think it'd be much more comfortable," After all, Haru's legs were bonier than a skeleton's.

(I know, he trailed off xDD) "Actually my neck hurts," it made a 'crick' when he bent it. "But otherwise, it's fine. Was my lap comfy enough for you?" he teased, rolling his shoulders and stretching a bit.

(Kinda sorta) Haru woke up, surprised that Mammon was still on his lap. He was gonna push him off until the boy decided to snuggle closer. So Haru didn't have a choice, and let Mammon sleep on his lap a little longer.

"Don't let..." Haru started to repeat. What could that mean? He thought about it for a long time while watching Mammon sleep, before falling asleep upright on the couch himself. Now he definitely didn't have a heart to push the boy off. Poor Stubby.

(I was, but the outfits they make for her are really chinsey :I) "Yeah? What's up?" he asked, blinking a few times. He still didn't have the heart to kick Mammon off of his lap.

(Cool! I might be Rin or Meiko, not sure. Also, Jess has an MSN) "Anytime. When I was growing up, I'd have these weird breakdowns. But my sister was always there, and so everything turned out okay. I figure I'm indirectly returning the favor, y'know? But I'm not helping you cus my sister helped me, I'm helping cus like... I get it,"

"It'll be fine, relax. The baby WAS thrown on us just a few hours ago, and she had clothes on, so she'll be okay. And when she gets older, she'll understand too, I hope," he mused aloud, getting more comfy with the fact that Mammon was in his lap. (what're you being for halloween? :3c)

(that's a long time) "Dude, I grew up without diapers and baby food and shit like that, I think my sister can manage," he tried. "Keep the stuff, really," he insisted again, still lightly rubbing the boy's back.

(Oh shizzle) "...then just don't give it to us," he frowned. "That stuff belongs to your brother, we shouldn't just... take it. That'd be terrible. You keep it," he reasoned. "I don't want to take something like that away from you, that's just... mean,"