I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 25

The poor cell ended up sleeping all night and all day. He ended up missing breakfast, lunch and supper. He stirred in his sleep a few times, but it just ended up with him rolling over and curling up deeper into the blankets. It seemed that Ozzy really was exhausted, his body was still glowing lightly, he was even so warm to the touch.

Thrax: *woken up somewhere late in the aftrnoon feeling recharged aftr the power sleep n looked dwn to see Oz glowing steadily. He put his hand on his forehead n he was a little bit warm, bt not too warm tht it was burning. The bandages were still there at the bedside table n still cold, so he took it n gently started wrapping him up with it*

Ozzy groaned and stirred eventually a little later on. Yawning, he groaned as his eyes fluttered open, seeing the bandages wrapped around him once again and flushed light and groaned softly, curling back up.

Thrax: *had spent his time reading a book by his side n had his meals in bed, n by the time the cell awoke, he had already finished reading his book* Welcome to the land of the living, baby

Ozzy groaned and Waved him off before he curled up under the blankets again, nuzzling the pillows. "Shhh..." he mumbled, closing his eyes again, he was still so tired, and why was he so sore? He felt like he'd been raped by an elephant.

Thrax: Hey, baby. *reached in n stroke his hair* U alright there? U reli slept the whole night n day thru, u knw. I was worried u might not wake up

Ozzy huffed and pushed the hand away. "I'm fine... hmph... just tired..." he mumbled, starting to pull the blankets over his head before blinking. "Whole night... and day?" he mumbled, rubbing his head. Then why did he still feel so tired?

Thrax: U did a reli big number. Remember u lost the bet n did an all nighter? U came like, wht, 5? 6 times? N as usual u begged for it, although it was AFTR u came twice. Although somehow *peeled the bandage a bit to show the cell his vry dimly glowing membrane* this happened

Ozzy blinked slowly, rolling on his back and looking rather confused by the other's words. Why couldn't he remember? In fact, he realised he couldn't remember much, he remembered the beginning of the week and being a little moody and needy, but he couldn't remember much after that. "A-ah? Why... why has it come back?"

Thrax: Hmm, no idea *tapped his chin thoughtfully* But my guess is tht wen we were going all-nighter, ur primal sexual need was somehow activated n it seems u have locked into procreation mode. In other words, u were in heat

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his eyes widening in shock as his mouth hung open. "W-wha... what the... but... but... I'm not an animal! Only cats and dogs and all that get in heat!"

Thrax: Ah, u'd be surprise. We virus go in heat as well. At least 3 times a year. Our libido is usually high bcoz our need to infect cells, bt wen we r in heat, we are pretty feral. Ur lucky u didnt do it with a regular cell. U could've killed them just by the sex alone

Ozzy whimpered softly. "S-so.. I'm in heat?" he whimpered and groaned, shaking his head. "Nooo... I don't want anymore, I hate it!" he snipped,, wincing as he shifted around. "And it hurts..."

Thrax: Sorry, baby. But ur gonna have to deal with it, now tht ur a T4 cell. Look on the brightside, baby. At least wen we reproduce u dont have to worry abt suffering the fate of regular cell tht will go PFFT! *does an explosion hand signal* U will carry it to term just like viruses do

Ozzy's eyes widened in horror as he stared up at the other. "W-what!? Reproduce?! N-no! just... no!" he called out, glaring up at him and crossed his arms over his chest. "I am not reproducing with you! That's a woman's job..."

Thrax: Ah, tht's coming frm someone who loves the cock n takes it up the ass. Besides, u were pregnant before. Shouldnt be too hard *smirks at him*

Ozzy flushed darkly before glaring up at him, hitting him as hard as he could. "I do not! I hate it and I hate you! I am not reproducing with you!" he snapped at him before turning over and grumbling. "I mean it this time... no more! I refuse!"

Thrax: U'll be crawling bk begging for my cock soon enough *chuckles n hugged him close to his chest frm behind* Te quiero, mi bebe

Ozzy grumbled as he was pulled closer, biting his lip as he felt the other's warm body against his own. "N-no I won't! I refuse!"

Thrax: *whispered near his ear* U said u loved me last night. I knw ur lying, tht u said it just to make me happy, bt I'm glad u said it. *hugs him evn closer, nuzzling him* I love u, Ozzy. Forever and a day

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his eyes widening as he flushed more, covering his mouth in shock. He had said that?! He groaned softly, squirming around in his arms. "Let goooo~ You're to hot!" he groaned out, in the sense of body heat.

Thrax: *chuckles n lets him go gently, then flipped him on his bk n leaned dwn, his dreadlocks tickling the cell's forehead* I love u, Osmosis Jones. There is nothing in Frank tht can change tht. Nothing *leans dwn n gave him a gentle kiss*

Ozzy gulped as he stared up at him, feeling the heat rising in his body and to his face. Upon being kissed, he hesitated before hands shot up, gripping the man's shirt as he kissed him back eagerly and moaned, his body taking over his mind.

Thrax: *felt the kiss deepened n reciprocated, then pulled away* Well, a little eager, arent we, baby? Hadnt have enough?

Ozzy gasped and panted, eyes starting to gloss with lust before he gasped and shook his head, pushing the virus off him and quickly scrambling out of bed. "N-no!" he called out before gasping, crashing to the ground with a wince as his legs gave way.

Thrax: *rolls his eyes n shook his head* I'm not gonna fuck u again, baby. U played ur part in the bet, n I do understand the meaning of moderation *picks the cell up n tucked him in bed again* There, u just stay here n rest. Just lemme knw wen the bandages have lost their cool, n I'll change it for u *turns to leave the room*

Ozzy blinked and bit his lip, squirming around under the covers. "I-I didn't mean you..." he whispered, flushing, unsure if he could control himself anymore. Sighing, he snuggled back into the pillows, fiddling with the bandana again. "Could... you get me something to eat? I'm so hungry..."

Thrax: *smiled* I'll send Greta up with something for ya. Rest well, baby *kisses his forehead n left the room*

Ozzy squirmed around and sighed softly. At this rate he wouldn't survive his own need. Rubbing his hands over his face, he groaned. Maybe he sould take a shower... or a bath.

Thrax: *went to the kitchen to tell the she-cells present, especially Greta, to prepare Oz's food n to take it upstairs for him*

The she-cells looked quite worried, since the cell had been in such a bad mood all week. "Don't worry, Master Roja... I'll get him something." Greta said, smiling softly at him before starting up on something Ozzy would like.

Thrax: *smiles in his usual gentleman way* Thank u vry much, Greta *went to the study to make some calls at the PD, making enquiries on cases he could help out*

Greta nodded and smiled. Once she was finished, she left, the younger she-cells whispering about her as she headed off to the cells room. She blinked in surprise when the cell jumped, looking shocked and horrified at the woman. "O-oh... Greta, it's you!" he said softly, smiling weakly as he sat up, wincing.

"Master Roja told me to bring you some food, here." she said softly, placing the food in his lap.

"Oh, thank you!" he said, flushing a little.

Thrax: *got some cases he could help out frm Jamison, thanked him n hung up before going upstairs to chk on Oz, seeing him chatting happily with Greta* Ah, I see we're having a nice chat here

Ozzy looked up and gulped, a strange look flashing through his eyes before it disappeared as he stuffed another sandwich into his mouth.

"Oh yes, though... he's a very hungry cell, it's like he hasn't eaten in a week." she said softly, smiling as Ozzy kept his head down, stuffing his face.

Thrax: Well, truthfully he had been sleeping the whole day through, so it's no wonder. Thanks for bringing the food up. Ur an angel, Greta

Greta smiled sheepishly as her cheeks tinted lightly. "I'd do anything I could for you two, you make me so... happy... oh! I've been meaning to speak to you... Master Roja... that box you gave me of clothes... I think you forgot something inside it." she said softly, looking up at the virus with a tilt of his head.

Thrax: Hmm? Oh, do u mean the money? It's for u, Greta. *stops her frm saying anything* Now I knw it's a little bit too much, bt u deserve it. U need the money desperately to get out of the slums, so take it. Consider it as...an advance, if it makes u feel any better

Greta blinked in surprise, her eyes widening as she listened to the virus, covering her mouth in shock. "B-but... Master Roja... you've already given me so much!" she said, tears building up in his eyes as Ozzy watched on behind his sandwich. The woman was so happy, it made him smile a little.

Thrax: No, Greta, I've given u just enough. No more, no less. U n ur grandson deserve a better plc than tht slum u call home. Now I must insist u accept. It's the least I could do for taking care of Young Master *patted her shoulder*

Greta bit her lip, trembling before she began to sob, crying with happiness. With the money she had now, she could get a small home up town with her little grandson. "Oh... oh Mister Roja, thank you so much!" she said, suddenly hugging the male tightly, her much smaller body trembling against his.

Thrax: *chuckles n patted her back* There, there, Greta. U've been through a lot. U deserve a break out of this. I knw u lost ur son n daughter-in-law so young n I knw how it feels to raise someone alone. U just do ur job n take care of ur grandson. Tht's all I ask for

Greta sniffled and nodded slowly. "Th-thank you... thank you so much, Master Roja! You... you're the real angel here." she said softly, rubbing her eye before taking his hand. "I wish you many years of luck and love for your kindness, that all your dreams come true." she spoke softly, making Ozzy look confused but shrugged.

Thrax: *chuckles n took her hand to kiss the bk of the palm like a gentleman does* Pleasure is all mine, Greta. My sentiments to u too

Ozzy's eyes narrowed at the kiss, but shook his head, surprised at himself for getting jealous.

Greta's cheeks flushed as she felt the kiss and smiled kindly. "You don't realise how much my little grandson will love this... he has been asking me so much if we could live were his school friends live... and now it'll be easier to get him to school and get to here if I can find a place."

Thrax: Then he will get wht he needs the most. Oh, the Chief n some of the ppl frm the PD will be here to have dinner n discuss some important matters. Do tell the cook to prepare something nice for them

Greta blinked and looked up, drying her eyes. "For you, I will personally make something myself!" she said, bowing her head a little before leaving the room.

Ozzy had finished his sandwiches, watching the woman walk off. "She's such a caring woman..."

Thrax: She reli is. She lost her son n daughter-in-law during the last flu attack, n getting by with her life in the slums to raise her grandson. Let's just hope she'll pull through with my funding

Ozzy's eyes became saddened. "The kid lost his parents? At least he has a wonderful grandmother... I would love that woman to be my Grandmama... she kind of is now, though..." he mumbled absently, smiling a little as he moved his plate on the bed side table.

Thrax: *came to Oz n sat beside him, his claws running through the cell's hair* Would u like me to show u ur family's grave at least?

Ozzy blinked and looked up at the other. "They... have a grave?" he asked softly. "Just... I need some clothes, but of course I want to see! At least I'll have somewhere to pay my respects to them..."

Thrax: I still have the clothes u used to wear as a cop if u like. I need to dress up too *goes to the wardrobe to change*

Ozzy blinked in surprise. "I... I thought you burned my clothes..." he said, biting his lip. He was going to look like himself? After all this time.

Thrax: Wht? U think I would burn away the clothes tht signified the day we first met? Pls, I'm not tht harsh. Though I dont count on anyone gonna recognize u in tht. Ur already a stranger now to them

Ozzy bit his lip as he sat up, a little confused before he frowned some. "... That's another thing I still don't get... why can't they recogise me... I still don't get it..."

Thrax: Ur a T4 cell, meaning an infected cell. U cells recognize each other technically frm ur aura n thermal signature pattern. Once a cell is infected, they will give off a different aura, a different signature pattern tht others cannot identify, which totally masked their appearance, so ppl will feel like they think they knw u, bt ur signature pattern n aura is telling them ur not who they think u r. I thought u'd learn tht in school by now

Ozzy blinked a few times, rubbing the back of his neck. "... I didn't really pay attention in school..." he said, grinning sheepishly. "Also explains why I suck at Spanish... the lesson was soooo boring... and I didn't know any Spanish cells... or germs... or anything."

Thrax: *smirks as he put on his trenchcoat* Now u hv all the time in the world to practice Spanish frm scratch again, baby. U ready? We better be going if we're gonna make it in time for dinner with the PD later

Ozzy huffed a little. "I don't have any reason to practice anymore... oh wait... I do. To find out what you're saying about me in Spanish." he huffed and glared at him, getting his old clothes on and looking in the mirror, smiling a little when he saw a little stubble on his chin. "Finally!" he said before blinking. "Huh? I'm going to the dinner?"

Thrax: *grins* Aww, n I was hoping I could play ard with u guessing wht I'm saying *watches the cell change n smirks at the way he rejoiced at a mere stubble before replying* Yeah, of course. The PD is coming ovr to discuss some cases I could help out with. Dont u wanna feel like ur part of the team again, evn for a moment?

Ozzy blinked and huffed at the statement. "Now that's just mean... you know I can never guess! It's a stupid language with no hints!" he huffed, rubbing his chin happily before blinking, a saddened look on his face. "... I wish I could be apart of the team again..."

Thrax: Then come along now, baby. The sooner we go visit ur family's grave, the sooner we get bk *takes his hand n led him to the garage to pick a car*

Ozzy sighed softly, getting his shoes on. "... Why can't I try and get my job back since no one recognises me?" he asked as he followed after the virus to the garage.

Thrax: Because, baby, u r mine. I want u to be with me. I dont want u to go bk to the plc tht doesnt appreciate u. U hv so much potential than wasting ur talent there. Ah, we'll use this today *led him to a bike tht was bigger in model n was fiery red, evn with the design of flames on the engine n the exhaust pipe*

Ozzy blinked a few times and frowned. "... But... I WANT to go back..." he said and sighed softly, biting his lip before frowning more. "... Only talent I have now is being a whore..." he muttered under his breath before looking up, his eyes widening a little. "Uh... do... do we have to go on a bike?"

Thrax: No, ur not a whore *got the keys for the bike* U r my lover, baby, evn if u dont admit it. *sees Oz's reaction* Well, this is the easiest n fastest transport than the car. Why? *smirks n leans close to him* Dont u like bikes?

Ozzy bith is lip, shifting around where he stood, not making a move to go near the bike. "... I... I've discovered that bikes just aren't for me..." he mumbled softly, looking away from the virus.

Thrax: *grins n picks him up, putting him onto the bike* If its the vibrations ur worried abt, baby, dont worry. I'm driving. So I'm taking the brunt of it, n I have more tolerance than u do. Now dont be so whiney. U wanna go visit ur family's grave or not?

Ozzy blinked and gasped as he was lifted up, huffing at him and glaring as he was sat on the bike, scowling at him. "Oh... whatever!" he grumbled before shifting where he was now sat. "Just hurry up..."

Thrax: *grins n started the engine, revving it up to gain momentum, then made the cell hug his waist* Hold on tight now, baby *kicked it to high gear n drove off out the mansion gates n dwn into the streets of Frank*

Ozzy huffed and wrapped his arms slightly around the other's waist lazily. He shivered as the other revved the engine before gasping out, tightening his arms around him as he drove off, pressing more against his back.

*the duo drove off dwn the road, passing by familiar plcs, before Thrax made a turn to move to the Right Lung Avenue, going up to one of the many Bronchitis Valley where the graveyards are*

Ozzy bit his lip, looking around and shifting behind the virus, looking rather sad as they drove through to the graveyards. "... Where are they?" he asked softly, hands gripping onto his top.

Thrax: We're almost there, baby *took a short turn n parked the bike at the sides, then carried Oz off the bike n took his hand as they walked up the slope to their destination* Here we go

Ozzy blinked and climbed off the bike, following off the man. Once there were at the top of the slop, he soon found his families graves and rushed forward, biting his lips as he knelt down. "... I... I wish I had brought flowers now..." he mumbled, looking over the graves.

Thrax: *looks ard n saw there were a few wild flowers here n there. He bent dwn to pluck them up n handed it to Oz* Here u go, baby. *looks at the graves stones n knelt before them* It's not easy locating their bodies, to be honest

Ozzy blinked and looked up at the virus, taking the flowers from him. "Not easy locating their bodies, huh?" he asked softly, biting his lip before looking back at the graves. He vowed to come here all the time now, as much as possible.

Thrax: Yeah. Ur grandpa was executed by Frank Federals, n trying to get clearance to let them release his body to me wasnt easy. Ur grandma's body, as i found out, was dumped into the nasal dam, n I had to swim for hours to find her. N ur parents...well, let's just I had to shower for 3 hours to get rid of the smell frm the landfill at the bowels

"W-wait... you..." Ozzy began, looking up at the virus in shock. "You... found them and buried them?" he asked softly, feeling his heart tighten. He had done so much for him, and he was still mean to him, looking away, he looked back to the graves, biting his lip.

Thrax: *shrugs* Its no big. I went looking for them as soon as I killed the whole family. It was tough. Bt worth it. *turns to Oz* I told u, ur my baby. I'd do anything for u

Ozzy felt tears building up as he bit his lip harder, laying flowers for each grave before lacing his hands in his lap and bowing his head. "... I really wish I would of got to know them... Heh... I wonder what they would of thought of all this... if they were still with us... I wouldn't even be here... I wonder what I'd be doing in that life..."

Thrax: Who knws, baby? *wraps his arm ard him* Bt at least ur alive n well, n tht's wht they would've wanted u to be. They'll be proud of u regardless

Ozzy smiled weakly at them. "I really hope they are proud of me... I've tried so hard... and even though I've failed... I still hope they're proud..."

Thrax: I'm sure they r *kissed Oz's forehead* Ur their son. The last of the Jones. Ur their pride n joy, baby. Remember tht

"Yeah... the last Jones..." Ozzy mumbled softly, biting his lip as he sighed softly, hanging his head again, closing his eyes, just relaxing against the virus' side, fiddling with the bandana.

*they both sat there at the graves for a couple of hours or so before Thrax realized the time*

Thrax: Sorry, baby. Bt we hv to go now. It's almost time for dinner

Ozzy's eyes fluttered open as he looked up, groaning some. "Okay... I guess..." he mumbled before slowly getting to his feet, dusting himself off before heading to the bike after saying goodbye to his family.

Thrax: U can come n see them as often as u like, baby *kisses his forehead before revving up the bike, kicking it n drove off*

Ozzy climbed on the bike and nodding before wrapping his arms around him, just resting his head on the man's back, thinking about all that had happened.