Conflict of Interests

Drabble 9: Suntan Lotion

By: Kigen

Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. A nice T rated one again. It's a bit longer than some have been. It's HaoLyserg, with a touch of Hao torture. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I can't draw guys for the life of me. Therefore, I did not create Shaman King or the bishie boys in it.

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Hao hissed as the cold water hit his skin. Dear spirits. For once, he should have just shut up and listened to Lyserg.

Yesterday had been a nice, fun, relaxing day at the beach. Hao had gotten to see Lyserg dripping wet, looking utterly adorable and innocent in the waves and had even gotten to rub sun tan lotion on his back... and legs... and thighs... but that was besides the point.

The point was that he himself had refused to put any of the human made chemical slime mixture on. The ooze was good for Lyserg, the boy burned far too easily. His skin still turned light pink at the end of the day despite the globs of suntan lotion Hao applied.

But Hao was Hao.

Shaman king (sorta kinda).

Master of all the elements, especially fire.

Reader of minds and able to reincarnate himself.

Nature herself bowed down to him.

So surely, he was above something as mundane and human as a sunburn.

He really should have listened to Lyserg and just put on the human made glob of chemicals.

Stepping out of the shower (Like HELL he was gonna go into the springs to soak) he dried his hair a bit and walked up to his and Lyserg's room. Thank goodness Anna wasn't there to reprimand him on his nudity.

With another hiss, he crawled onto the bed, the cool sheets offering scant comfort. Contemplating suffocating himself in the pillows so he wouldn't have to suffer the mild, though constant, throbbing sting of the burn (god why did it hurt more than death!), Hao settled glaring at the wall. Suffocating himself with a pillow would be a rather anticlimactic death after all.

The door opened, and Lyserg slipped inside. "You're naked." The dowser stated.

"So I noticed." Hao answered lethargically. "Come over to my side of the bed."

"Why?" Lyserg asked as he did as he was asked.

"So I don't have to move to look at you."

Rolling his eyes, Lyserg sat next to Hao on the bed and opened a small container.

Hao lifted an eyebrow as Lyserg squirted pale green goo into his hand. "What is that?"

"Something to help your sunburn."

"Doesn't suntan lotion only prevent sunburn?"

Lyserg sighed, Hao's constant whining was giving him a head ache. "It's aloe vera. It'll make the burning go away."

Hao nodded in approval, a groan of relief escaping him as the cool gel was applied to his skin. This was nice. Lyserg massaged the gel into this abused skin, running his hands over Hao's body.

Once he was finished, Lyserg wiped his hands off on a cloth. He stood up to leave, when-

"Lyserg..."

"What Hao?"

"Can you turn the fan on?" so there were a few man made contraptions Hao found himself liking.

Biting back another groan, Lyserg did as the fire shaman asked.

'Lyserg?"

"What Hao?"

"Can you get me something to drink."

Biting the inside of his cheek, Lyserg did as Hao asked. After all, he wasn't going to make his lover walk around any more he had to in his condition... even though it was a little funny to see the fire shaman gingerly inch his way along.

Returning with a glass of ice water, Lyserg set it down on the bedside table. "Any thing else oh great Hao-sama?" Lyserg mock bowed, his words dripping with sarcasm.

"Hmm... You could take off your shirt and-"

"Sorry Hao." Lyserg SMACKED the fire shaman's tender back "Not until your sun burn's gone."

Cursing under his breath, Hao grit his teeth as Lyserg walked out of the room. Maybe he was rubbing off on that boy a little TOO much.

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It was all Hao's fault. Lyserg deserved to smack him. And the idea of a sun burnt Hao was too funny to pass up.

Next chapter, Lyserg comes across a form of evil more foul than the devil himself… or Hao.

Thanks for reading and please.

Ja manna-san!