AN: I'm so sorry for not updating sooner! Thank you all so much for all the fabulous reviews! I forced myself to finish writing a little something for all of you before leaving for Anime Expo, and here it is! Maybe I can crank out another chapter soon.
Thanks again for putting up with me! I hope you enjoy! (Shion is really in some deep trouble... He just doesn't know it yet.)

Suddenly, and without warning, Shion was thrust into reality.

The light surrounding him was nearly unbearable, and he found himself unable to open his eyes for a good minute or so. He attempted shifting this way and that, but that force still seemed to be pressing his limbs downwards, keeping him from moving.

Shion felt soft material on the back of his hands… where was he, exactly? He'd passed out after that swarm of bees attacked him, right? That black abyss clearly wasn't real, so…

The white haired boy found himself utterly confused at this point. His vision finally came into focus as his eyes adjusted to the light, and he felt a shock run through his body.

Shion's red eyes met sharp grey ones nearly immediately. Nezumi was sitting atop him, holding him down.

Well that explained the pressure he felt.

"What are you doing?" He blurted, feeling suddenly exhausted as soon as he'd spoken. His back and neck ached, for some reason…

"You wouldn't stay still, and you were screaming like there was no tomorrow." Nezumi replied flatly, almost sounding as if he were complaining rather than trying to be helpful.

Shion's eyes widened. "Really? I was… screaming?" He thought aloud, feeling a bit shaken up at this news.

"Yeah. My ears are bleeding now, thanks to you." The other replied, looming over him.

His bluish hair fell in strands around his face, and it was then that Shion realized it wasn't tied up in his usual ponytail.

"Ah, your hair is down…" He commented, trying to move once more, but to no avail.

"Is there a problem?" Nezumi asked, his voice teasing, yet with a sharp edge to it. He was always so serious.

"It's pretty." Shion giggled, feeling a bit more like his usual self. Nezumi released him from his tight grip, and Shion immediately sat up, feeling his head spin.

"Ugh…" He muttered, bringing a hand to his forehead as he swayed back and forth.

"Airhead." Nezumi jabbed, wrapping an arm around the white haired boy as his lips curled upwards into a smirk.

Shion fidgeted slightly in Nezumi's grasp, his back and neck still stinging.

"You shouldn't sit up so fast." The other chided lightly, flicking Shion's forehead as if he were a little kid.

Shion puffed out his cheek and frowned slightly. He didn't like being treated as inferior… even if it was a dumb mistake that he was being scolded for.

"Sorry." The boy with the red snake-like scar replied plainly.

Nezumi frowned inwardly at Shion's less-than-adequate apology, but brushed it off nearly immediately.

Shion was feeling a little uncomfortable sitting here with Nezumi still half on top of him. He felt the other's arm still wrapped around him, holding him tightly.

Shion reached up to toy with a wisp of his white hair, when he noticed a shallow cut running along his forearm. The fresh, red colored cut he wore became more noticeable in stark contrast with his loose white sleeves and his pale skin.

"How long has that been there…?" Shion questioned innocently, perhaps a bit too relaxed.

He extended his arm to show the cut to the now worried Nezumi. "I don't remember having this before." The white haired boy said as he mulled it over.

"When have you ever done anything dangerous?" Nezumi asked accusingly, making it seem as though it were Shions fault for whatever he'd done to get such a long and unpleasant looking cut. It wasn't bleeding, though. Nezumi sighed, half relieved and half annoyed at himself for not noticing the minor injury sooner.

Shion blinked his big red eyes curiously. "So you don't know what happened to me, either?" He asked, still eying the slash running down his arm.

"No. Do I look like I keep tabs on you at all times?" The blue haired male asked sarcastically.

Shion's curious expression remained unchanged as he spoke.

"Yes."