Kisame:

"Do you need anything else, honey?" He asked, patting your head gently. You began to write on your notepad

'Kisa, I've only lost my voice, I'll be fine. But some ice cream would be real nice? ❤'

"Of course honey, anything for you." He kissed your cheek and went off to fetch the ice cream to soothe your poor throat, which felt like you had been gargling nails.

Itachi:

"I'm cold..." You whispered, pulling the many many blankets closer to you.

"You have a fever, how can you be?" He seemed confused by this.

"I don't know." You sighed sadly, burying your head in the blankets in discomfort. He felt bad now.

"Would you like another blanket, butterfly?" He got another from the drawer and held if up for you to see.

"Yes please." You said tiredly and he came over to you, tucking the blankets around you, so you feel asleep in your blanket fort.

Hidan:

"Just go to sleep, (Y/N)" Hidan said, trying to be quiet for your sake, but his voice reverberated around your head like he was using a loud speaker.

"I can't though. My tummy hurts" you sighed. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. He had no idea what he was supposed to be doing as he was clearly stressed out. Even though you were ill, you were still thinking about him.

"You know what? You've helped enough, Hidan, go ahead and do whatever." You smiled softly. He'd been helping you all day in any way he could, but he just needed a break. He looked at you cautiously before kissing your forehead and leaving you to the calm quiet.

Kakuzu:

Kakuzu being the smart savvy man he is, knew exactly how to cure your illness and after only half an hour which was spent waiting for the remedy to be made by Konan, you were as good as new!

Deidara:

Apparently, you had caught whatever it was that Deidara had a few days before, because you were now switched roles. You were flat out on the bed after another spewing spree, your eyes were following Dei's every movement as he rushed around like a whirlwind, but doing nothing in particular.

"Dei" you croaked. He ran straight over to you with a concerned look on his face.

"Yes, (Y/N)?" He asked urgently.

"I'm sorry." You murmured quietly, closing your eyes. You felt so bad that dei had to deal with you like this. He just sighed, telling you it wasn't your fault before kissing you forehead and continuing with his productive whirlwind.

Sasori:

"Achoo!" You yelled as you sneezed violently. Your head pounded viciously, reminding you of your ever present headache.

"Bless you." Sasori repeated after every sneeze. He was sat cross legged next to you laying in bed. He wouldn't let you do anything at all. He even insisted on wiping your nose for you.

"Sasori, I can wipe my own nose-" you began to say.

"Shhh (Y/N), just go to sleep..." He cooed, feeling your forehead for the fortieth time that day, making a note of any unusual changes on the little chart he had created to monitor you were still okay, and hadn't developed anything life-threatening.