Are you sure ?

Glorious thunder and lightning instantly dashed down as rain poured from the sky. Yaoyao was awakened from her stupor by the violent wind and rain.

She opened her eyes somewhat confusedly, and in an instant was blinded with throbbing pain in her head.

"Huh? What happened why I am feeling so hot?

She rubbed her sore eyes and tried to raise her head. Last she remembered she took her medicines and then laid on her bed for a quick nap.

The rain continued to lash against the window panes as Yaoyao slowly sat up, her head pounding like a drum. Yaoyao still holding her head suddenly spotted a bottle of medicine lying on the floor. She reached for the mysterious bottle, picking it up and examining the label. The Chinese characters swam before her eyes, her vision still hazy from the effects of the unknown substance.

"Damn Shen and his stupid quack cures," she muttered under her breath, tossing the bottle aside. "Always trying to 'fix' me with this bullshit. Well, mission fucking failed, as usual."

Yaoyao dragged herself out of bed, her body feeling heavy and uncoordinated. She stumbled to the bathroom, flicking on the harsh fluorescent light. In the mirror, she barely recognized the flushed, disheveled woman staring back at her. Her eyes were wild, pupils dilated, and her skin was hot to the touch.*

"What the hell did he give me this time?" she wondered aloud, splashing cold water on her face. The chill did little to soothe the fire burning under her skin. She could feel a strange, insistent throbbing between her legs, a sensation completely foreign to her former asexual self.

Her head still hurt so Yaoyao returned back to head and laid on it closing her eyes.