Sunburn

Summary: A collection of one-shots featuring a character meeting sunburn.

Warnings: It's hard to say, honestly. It depends on which characters I decide to do. Worst case scenario would be maybe some mild language and descriptions of sunburnt skin (if you've never seen it before, it's not that bad- normally just really pink/red looking and sometimes blisters, unless it's really really bad; my mom was telling me that she swelled up and turned purple once, but I'm not going to be THAT evil… in this story).

Notes: Updates will be inconsistently spaced, since this is a collection of one-shots and I'm making them up as I go. I have no idea how many there will be. Chapter size is probably going to vary a lot, too.

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Up first: Gingka Hagane

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Since he always wore gloves, Gingka never had to worry about making sure that the backs of his hands were slathered with sunscreen. Sure, if he had some extra left he'd wipe it off on on his hands, but that was hardly a thick layer, which wouldn't have been a problem except for he'd made the worst mistake of his life. Madoka had stolen his gloves after he'd gotten into a mudfight with Kenta and Benkei, claiming they were 'filthy,' and he'd forgotten about it. Forgotten about it, applied sunscreen like he normally did, and ran out the door without a second thought. On a sunny day. And now he was standing in Madoka's kitchen with the backs of his hands firmly planted on top of a package of frozen ground beef because, well, it hurt.

"Gingka?"

The redhead's attention snapped from feeling sorry for himself to the familiar voice. "Oh, h-hi, Madoka!"

"What are you doing?" She asked as she walked towards him, eyeing his hands, which were still resting on the frozen meat.

"Um, nothing?" He tried. Madoka's eyes narrowed and gave him a look that silently dared him to go on ahead and try to make that lie believable. Gingka let out a long sigh and slowly raised his right hand off of its cold sanctuary, turning it over to expose the beet-red skin on the back.

The brunette's eyes widened. "What did you do?" She asked, grabbing his wrist to pull his hand closer.

"Don't touch it." Gingka pleaded as he pulled his arm back.

"I'm not going to touch it, I just want to look." Madoka told him as she grabbed his wrist again. This time, Gingka relented and let her inspect the sunburn. "Wait here." She told him before briskly walking off. The moment she was gone, he returned his hand to its proper place on the frozen beef.

Madoka returned with a bottle of some sort of green stuff. "Hand," she commanded as she started to open the bottle.

"I already told you I don't want you to touch it!"

Madoka responded by grabbing his wrist and yanking it off of the numbing cold, frowning at the thin layer of moisture on the back of his hand (probably melted ice off the packaging) and reaching for a towel. His skin would need to be dry for the aloe lotion to work well.

"Madoka, don't- OW!" The redhead yelped as she dabbed the back of his hand.

"Oh please, I'm being as gentle as I can." She said as she squeezed some of the lotion onto his hand.

"I told you not to touch it!"

"Too bad," she told him as she began to spread the lotion into a thick layer across the burned skin, her agitation softening a little at Gingka's visible wince. "What happened? I've never seen you get a sunburn before."

Gingka hesitated. "I never sunscreen my hands. It's wasteful, since I wear gloves every day."

"Give me your other hand- keep that one off of that!" She reprimanded as she smacked his newly-dressed hand, which he was trying to replace onto the frozen beef.

"GAH! Madoka, that hurts!"

"Deal with it." Madoka scolded, rolling her eyes. "Honestly, you go running around saving the world and a sunburn makes you start crying like a baby?"

"I'm not crying!"

"Give me your other hand."

"No, you're going to hurt it like the first one!"

"Oh for the love of- would you just grow up and let me help you?" She snapped and snatched his other wrist, internally wincing when she turned it over. This one was even worse, and starting to blister. "Look, just hold still and I'll try to get it done as fast as I can, okay?"

"Okay- owowowowowow!" was the response she got when she started to dry it off.

Surprisingly, Gingka made it through the entire aloe-application process with very little noise. "How did you not realise that you were burning before it got this bad?" She asked when she was done.

"I don't know." Gingka groaned, letting his forehead rest on the counter. "Trust me, if I did, I'd have gone inside a long time ago."

Madoka gently patted him on the head as she passed by on the way to replace the frozen beef in the freezer. "Don't worry, it'll heal."

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A/N: HEYYY! I don't own MFB. Reviews and constructive criticisms are more than welcome.

Oh! And one more thing: since this is a collection of one-shots, feel free to request a character you'd like to see with a sunburn and I'll try to work them in! PM, review, doesn't really matter to me how you do it. Thanks for reading, have a nice day :)