[center][h1][i][color=7B68EE]Remy[/color][/i][/h1][/center]

Leaning forward, Yuri kissed Remy on the forehead and smiled, [color=7bcdc8]"I said I love you."[/color]

Those words... They were so simple, yet so complicated. Nevertheless, they create the most beautiful statement ever spoken within the English language. So much meaning and passion are tied within those three words... even more so being spoken by the man watching over him. Remy blushed, flushed with the realization that Yuri meant it... truly meant what he said. The charge of adrenaline gave him a second wind well enough to brighten his features with joy. Slowly, he arched his neck up towards his Love, softly pecking Yuri's lips with his to show him just how much he loved him back. But even that action seemed to cause more unknown pains. Remy hissed under his breath when their lips parted. 

[color=7bcdc8]"Do you have the strength to get up? I can dress you."[/color]

[color=7B68EE]"Yes... I think I can... stand."[/color] With his arms around Yuri's neck, Remy attempted to find his feet only to cry out fiercely as his movements awoke a scorching pain down his back. His knees buckled but he held his place, [color=7B68EE]"GGAAHHHH! My Back!"[/color] Tears whelped in his eyes again as he worked to control his breathing; the unknown 3rd-degree burn made its appearance known to him. [color=7B68EE]"It... burns! What the hell.. did I do to myself...this time?"[/color] 

Remy's used to these moments - falling unconscious to wake up finding himself damaged or the room torn up. Granted, starting magical school helped to eliminate such events happening daily. But recently, when he did have an episode like this, he ends up damaged, weak, and unaware of what transpired around him. He felt more like a burden than a helping hand...