A/N: I have homework I should be doing. Whoops.

Writing fanfiction instead of doing homework, yup, that's me.

...great lesson to teach the children.

CHAPTER EDITED/UPDATED: JULY 7, 2014.

The water is alive.

Once you dive in, it will immediately bare its fangs and attack.

But there's nothing to fear.

Don't resist the water.

Thrust your fingers into the surface and carve an opening. Then you slide your body through that opening. Moving your arms, your head, your chest...

The water was absolutely breathtaking underwater. The way the sun rays danced on the gentle ripples made by the swimmer with eyes as blue as the water made a beautiful spectrum of glimmering whites and blues. He couldn't tear his eyes away, as if he were under a trance, uncapable of being shattered.

His lungs were crying for oxygen, and so was his entire body. But he wouldn't dare tear his eyes away from the heavenly mosaic made before him.

Alas, his vision was starting to turn black at the edges, so he broke the surface of the water and took a deep intake of oxygen, feeling it at the very extent of his lungs, and exhaling carbon dioxide.

Flicking off his swimming cap, and flipping the extra water in his hair away from his eyes, he turned to the stairs and began ascending them. The coolness of his hands and feet making contact with the hot metal always gave him a sense of relief, though he never understood why.

"Haru-chan? You're done already? We just barely started packing up!" Nagisa questioned.

"Drop the '-chan.'" He responded, taking a towel from a blushing Gou and drying his hair and upper body.

"But it's very odd for you to leave at the same time we leave, Haru." Interjected Makoto. "Usually you're still floating around hours after we leave."

"Are you sick, Haruka-senpai?" Rei asked, fully clothed.

"I'm fine."

They shrugged and continued to pack up.

"You guys! You guys, you guys, you guys!" Nagisa screeched.

"What's wrong, Nagisa?" Makoto asked.

"We should all go over to Haru's house since it's a Friday!"

"I think you're supposed to ask Haruka-senpai. Since, you know, it's his house."

"It's fine." He mumbled.

"Hurray! Let's go!" Nagisa latched onto Rei and Gou's arm and dashed ahead of Haru and Makoto.

"Haru?" Makoto said. Haru looked at him as they started walking.

"...Your parents are back, arn't they?"

Haru looked at the ground. "Yeah."

"It's been a while since I've seen them. Maybe around... five years?" Makoto said, looking at the cottonball shaped clouds floating in the sky.

"Yeah."

Makoto looked at his frowning friend. "Are you sure we can come over? Wouldn't your parents want time to catch up with you?"

Haruka shrugged, suddenly finding the cracks in the sidewalk very interesting. "I think they would want to see you guys again."

"True." Makoto smiled. "They're probably already at your house. Come on."

They both broke out in a mad dash towards Haru's house, where his parents awaited them.

A/N: To be continued.