A/N: Oh my good Akuroku gods above. I'm such a horrible, horrible authoress, aren't I? I'm not even worth that title anymore. Letter-stringer-upper is probably all I deserve right now. I haven't updated in… O.o Almost three months. Ouch. I don't even have good excuses!!! Okay, let's start at the beginning. I had finals the whole month of December, and I had the study for those, and so didn't have a single chance to write. Then, when those were over, my brain was fried and D-E-D, so I didn't write 'til Christmas, at which time I was shipped off to South Caroline to visit my loving family for a week, and I can't write over there, because 1) I'm ashamed to admit that that particular section of my family is homophobic, and 2) I can't just lock myself up in my room when I could be spending time with my cousins. It's just not done.

Okay, next. January. I have no horribly lame reason for this month. AT ALL. I was lazy. I was a horribly horrible person and should therefore go die a horribly painful and painfully horrible death. I'm sorry. I am. Really, truly, bucket-full-of-sorrow sorry.

Then February! Okay, I was writing during February. I just…wasn't writing Kingdom Hearts. My friend AnimePenguin (yes, yes, go blame her, not me! DX) introduced me to Bleach, and so I wrote something for her favorite pairing that turned out to be not one, not five, not ten, not fifteen, but sixteen pages long. And it took up a lot of my time. Then my grandpa died, and I was really depressed and stuff, because I no longer have any blood-related grandparents )': Also, the teachers were being all mean and stuff with tests and homework and other stuff that is cruel to this particular autho— letter-stringer-upper.

BUT NOW I'M BACK! And with an extremely short one shot, another medium-length chapter, and a huge one-shot for a non-yaoi couple.

….

Kill me now. I'm really really REALLY sorry.

But I'm back, so maybe, in a couple of years, you can forgive me.

Maybe.

Enjoy this little snippet 'til I can write another one! Ta!

Unhealthy Environment

"I just don't understand what happened, Axel," Roxas said, fussing like a mother hen over his friend. "This doesn't make any sense."

"I… um, I don't know either, Rox." Axel fidgeted uncomfortably, obviously hiding something, as the blond wet a gym towel.

"Do you need some ice? No, not ice, you didn't break it. Let's see… what was it you're supposed to do?" Roxas went back over to the redhead, running the cloth gently over the injury.

"I think it's tilt back."

"Don't be stupid. You know what they say- it's always opposite of what you think it is. Tilt forward."

Axel tried to shake his head 'no', but stopped as the motion only brought on more pain.

"Gods, Axel, what caused this monstrosity?" Roxas forcefully shoved the older teen's head forward, probably hurting more than helping.

Axel gulped. "I think it was… something in the environment. Yeah."

An eyebrow raised and a hip jutted out, a fist propped on it. "Didn't I just tell you not to be stupid? It's not like the altitude on the soccer field just suddenly thinned. And I know you're not allergic to bees. I've seen you bitten by all kinds of things."

"Yeah, because you were the one who threw them on me," the injured teenager muttered.

"Don't change the subject," Roxas said before going back to cleaning up Axel's face. "You weren't hit in the face with the ball, were you? I know it's hot outside, but surely it wasn't enough to make you so delusional you couldn't see, right? You should've taken your shirt off or something. I did, and it was a lot better."

Axel twitched. Oh, yes, it really had been a lot better. Roxas paused in his ministrations, thinking he had caused the twitch.

"Sorry. Oh, jeez, Ax, the blood's still flowing. Huh, maybe you were supposed to tilt your head back (1). No, no, don't do it now, I'm still not sure. You're such an idiot."

The redhead spluttered. "Me? I'm not the idiot here."

Roxas slapped him with the towel. "Don't talk back to the doctor."

"Doctor? Doctor? Who in their right mind would give you a PhD?"

"I'll ignore that comment for now, if only because I know the blood loss must be affecting your reasoning capacity. Ooh, look, it's letting up. See? It was forward. Huh, and we still don't know what caused it… shame."

Axel shrugged without moving his head, eyes trained on the perfectly sculpted bare chest in front of him, knowing exactly what had caused his nosebleed, and guessing (correctly) that Roxas knew just as well.

Because, you know what they say: "Never underestimate your opponent."

Roxas was right at first- in the case of a nosebleed, you're supposed to pinch your nose and tilt your head forward. Just saying. X3

End Note: I still hope you can forgive me, for the shortness and the time and the not beta'd-ness of it. Sorry again.