A/N: Okay, it's 11 PM, so I'm just gonna make this short. This came to me in a dream. Enjoy! ^.^
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"Well, this is going to be fun," Sora Takenouchi said, grinning, as she stepped out of the Tachikawa's van and into the hot, summer sun of one of Japan's finest beaches. The temperature was at an estimate of ninety degrees- perfect weather to go swimming and have fun in the sun.
"Of course it's going to be fun!" exclaimed Mimi Tachikawa, playfully hitting her with a beach ball that was left in the back of the van. "If it wasn't going to be fun, I wouldn't have invited you guys." She pulled her pink beach bag to her shoulders, and heavily breathed in the salt-scented air of the beach. Running out to the dock of her family's beach house, the brunette shaded her eyes and looked towards the sandy shores.
"All right! Surf's up!" Taichi Yagami exclaimed. Grinning, he ran down the steps of the shore house and started to race towards the beach.
"No! He can't!" cried Miyako Inoue, giggling after him. The tall, brown-haired
boy was already splashing himself with the salted water. "We have to unpack! Taichi, come back here, that's not fair!"
"No, not you too, Miyako!" Hikari Yagami, Taichi's little sister, shouted, running
after her, carrying her own beach ball. "All of you guys, come back here, and unpack your things!"
"Aw, you're a party pooper, Hikari," Daisuke Motomiya said, his mischievous
brown eyes gleaming, his hands behind his back. Takeru Takaishi, Jyou Kido, and Iori Hida were with him, also hiding their hands behind their backs.
Hikari frowned. "Well, we have to help Mr. and Mrs. Tachikawa unpack things in the beach house, then come back. Right, Mimi?"
Mimi nodded. Yes, that's what they were supposed to do. When she went down
to her own beach house with her family in the previous years, her parents would always tell her to unpack before she went down to the beach.
"Really?" Takeru said, a slow smile forming across his face. "I don't think you
should unpack, Hikari. You seem a little wet."
"Wet? What do you-"
Suddenly, all four boys revealed water guns that they hid behind their backs.
Shrieking and giggling, Hikari did her best to block the boys' shots. Her eyes squinted, not wanting the cold water to enter them. "You're gonna pay for that!" she cried, throwing her arms in front of her to help guide her way to their guns to take them away.
Sora, Yamato Ishida, and Ken Ichijouji crept up behind the four guys, each
pumping up their own water guns for more power. "No, no way, I don't think so!"
Yamato yelled out, soaking his friends with his bigger and more powerful gun. Streams of cold water flooded through the air, as the seven friends chased each other down the sandy floors of the beach, soaking other people as they walked by. No one was mad, though. This was summer, and it was hot. Everyone loved a little cold water on hot days like this.
Mimi giggled, watching them. She walked over to her parents who were still near the van, trying to unpack for their vacation. Squeezing out the water in her hair that soaked her from her friends' guns, she said to her parents, "Gomen nasai... They're a little excited."
Her parents looked at each other and smiled. "No problem," her dad said, giving
Mimi a box of clothing that was labeled "Iori Hida" on it. "They can go and hang out if they want to. It's their first time with us here, anyway. We're going to go easy on the unpacking rules for now."
Koushiro Izumi, who was getting stuff from inside the van, jumped down. He
looked at Mimi with his black eyes glittering from the golden sun up above him. His red hair seemed more intense as he clutched his pineapple laptop underneath his arm. He was the only one of Mimi's friends that was serious and helping to unpack during this vacation. Even though Mimi would go and like to have fun with her friends right now, she thought it would be more important to hang around Koushiro
.
It was a long school year for Mimi and everyone. Mimi and Koushiro would be
starting their last year of Junior High; Yamato, Sora, and Taichi were done getting
through their first year of High School; Miyako just got done her first year of Junior High; Ken was attending a great school, was making new friends, and was still the great genius everyone knew; Takeru, Hikari, and Daisuke will be starting their last year of Elementary school; Jyou was still studying to be a doctor; and Iori was still the same, but with new interests, confidence, and greater intelligence that filled up the curious mind of the boy.
Since everyone had accomplished their new beginnings, or are beginning to begin the beginning of their new beginnings, Mimi thought it would be a great idea for all of them to come down to her beach house with her when school was let out. Obviously, everyone was excited and was into the summer spirit. She didn't know what she'd do without them- her friends, the Chosen Children.
I'm so lucky, Mimi thought to herself, combing her fingers through her natural
brown hair. She had had her hair dyed pink, but had gotten tired of dying the roots when it grew out. She had just let her natural brown hair grow, and had gotten used to it. I think I like my natural color better, anyway, she thought, admiring its gleam in the summer sun in her van's window.
"Do you want me to take that?"
"Huh?" Mimi whirled around and faced Koushiro's handsome face. Besides
Mimi's hair, he too, had grown a lot. He was taller, but still short for his age; he was just an inch taller than Mimi. He grinned down at her, holding his laptop and his own water gun. "Do you want me to take that box?"
"No... iie, arigatou. I got it," Mimi replied, smiling at him. She pulled back the
strap of her pink beach bag again. It was slipping from her shoulders.
"Well, at least let me carry you're bag," he said, eyeing it. "I don't think it likes
your shoulder very much."
Mimi giggled. "Okay, you win," she said, pulling the bag from her shoulders and
handing it to him. They walked through the door of the beach house and instantly, the smell of a warm, inviting home flooded through them. This beach house was huge- three floors, fifteen bedrooms; each room was bursting with pastel colors and old fashioned settings. It seemed more like a mansion than a beach house. Mimi always loved entering it.
"Let's put them down here," Mimi suggested, referring to the living room. The
whiteness of the furniture welcomed her for another stay. "I don't know where the others want to sleep. When they come back in, they can go and claim their rooms." She put down the box of Iori's clothing, and Koushiro did the same with Mimi's bag, his water gun, and his laptop.
"I'm really happy that you invited us over here, Mimi," Koushiro told her, holding
her hands in his. "I thought I wouldn't get to see you, since I knew you always went to the beach for about three weeks every summer."
"Oh, Koushiro..." Mimi said softly. "No way would I leave you back in Odaiba.
I'd miss you too much. I'm glad you could come." She smiled at him and pulled him
close.
Mimi and Koushiro are complete opposites. Mimi was a happy-go-lucky girl who
loved to shop, was into fashion, and was mainly very spoiled sometimes. Koushiro was a young gentleman, even at the age of ten. He was a genius, polite, studious, and kind- every mother's dream son. Who knew that they would feel attracted to each other during the year? Who knew that these two Chosen Children, who were as alike as night and day, would end up dating each other? Not anyone else at school, and certainly not themselves. But here they were, kissing each other softly in the middle of the Tachikawa's beach house, with the sweet sounds of the ocean right near them. They had helped change each other. Koushiro had become more outgoing in the past year, and Mimi had vowed to become more studious, like her boyfriend.
"Mimi!" her mother called out. Koushiro and Mimi quickly broke apart their kiss.
"Yes, Mama?" she answered back, hoping that her cheeks weren't as red as she
thought they were. Her mother came in and saw her, a knowing smile spread across her face. Mimi remembered the first time she told her mother she was dating Koushiro Izumi, one of the geniuses of the Tokyo districts. She was delighted.
"The can is unpacked now," her mother told her. "You can go hang with your
friends at the beach. They seem like they're really enjoying themselves."
Mimi knew that her father had said that they would go easy on the rules, but she wasn't sure she should go. From dating Koushiro, she had also developed a sense of responsibility. "Are you sure?"
"Sure." Mrs. Tachikawa grinned.
"All right!" Mimi exclaimed, grabbing Koushiro's water gun and running out the
door, giggling madly.
"Hey!!" he shouted, half annoyed, half amused. "That's my water gun!!" He ran
out the door.
Once again, Mimi breathed in the fresh salt water of the sea. She kicked off her sandals and felt the soft, pale sand beneath her feet. The beach was just right- some people were just lying around, soaking up the sun, but it wasn't over-crowded. As the sand got deeper, she pumped her legs higher as she ran.
She grinned and turned around, seeing her red-headed boyfriend chase after her. Acting just like her friends, she pumped up the water gun one... two... three times... and shot out the beam of water directly at his face.
He shut his eyes, then slowly opened them, blinking; not wanting to let the water
enter his eyes. "You'll pay for that, Mimi Tachikawa!" he exclaimed, running toward her. The sand from underneath his feet shot out from behind as he ran. He leaped up, and tackled her.
Shrieking, she tried to pump up the water gun again, but his strong hands had
prevented her to move the slide to gain power. He finally grabbed it out of her hands and saw the first person in front of them. "Ken, catch!" he yelled.
Ken expertly caught the water gun, slightly slipping from the wetness of his own
hands. His own water gun had disappeared somewhere. "Hey, thanks!" he replied,
pumping up the gun and shooting it toward Miyako. She had two guns.
Koushiro gently kissed Mimi on her lips, forcing most of his weight on her. Mimi
winced. "Koushiro, get off, you're heavy," she joked, pulling him slightly away from her.
He raised an eyebrow. "Either I have to lose weight, or you need to pump some
weights."
Mimi giggled and hugged him tightly. "Silly. I was just joking. I like you the way you are," she said, kissing him lightly on the nose.
"Hey, love birds!" Yamato said, pointing them with a gun. "Get up from each
other. You're gonna make me sick," he said jokingly, his azure eyes sparkling as clear as the sky above them.
Mimi just grinned, and stood up, kicking the soft sand his way, covering his feet
with it. He squirted her with his gun, but it suddenly ran out. He didn't have enough water left.
"Too bad, Yamato," Koushiro said, grinning.
"That's the bad thing about those things," Mimi supplied. "They always run out.
That's why, you need to go into the ocean and get as much soaking done as you want." With that, she took off her top and shorts, revealing a bright pink Nike bathing suit. Grinning, she looked at everyone. "Anyone wanna come out with me?"
"No thanks... I'll get sea sick," Jyou said.
Sora smiled and rolled her eyes. "Everyone didn't have their swimsuits ready
except you, Mimi. Just go ahead without us."
Mimi looked at Koushiro, who shrugged. "I'll swim with you later, Mimi."
Walking out towards the shoreline, she felt the sand beneath her feet become
slightly shallow and damp. Wet beads of sand soaked through her toes in the cold, soft, squishy feeling she loved from it. The water was now at ankle length, as she was getting ready to run out and throw herself at the warm water. Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
She turned around, expecting it to be Koushiro. But instead, she found Hikari, her bright crimson eyes full of concern and worry. The rest of her friends were running around and tackling each other behind her, but she was just standing there, looking at Mimi. Her auburn hair flowed through the wind, framing her face.
"Hikari?" Mimi inquired her. "What's wrong?"
In a quiet voice, Hikari replied, "Don't go out too far, Mimi. It might be
dangerous. Don't go far into the ocean."
Mimi's eyes softened. She was filled with warmth at the young girl's sudden
concern of her safety. She knew that Hikari once had a tough time with an ocean. A dark ocean, to be exact. Hikari was pulled into a world of darkness and was scared to death. A Digimon kept on calling her back, pulling her to the Digital World from the real world. The Digimon needed help, and Hikari used her lighted powers to free them from the chains that held them. It turned out that they wanted more from her than just to be freed. That was a long time ago, but the memory was still stuck in Hikari's head.
Mimi smiled a soft, reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Hikari. I'll be careful."
She turned away from her friends, facing the slow gently waves of the sea. Its blue sparkle was just so amazing. The water was clean and clear, as if you could see the bottom of the deepest trench. Mimi walked out until the water was waist-length. Then, she slipped into a slow breast stroke, now smelling the water's fresh salt scent near her own nose. She had been to the beach plenty of times, and was a great swimmer. Turning her body, she turned her breast stroke into a back stroke, laying comfortably in the water.
She closed her eyes, feeling the gentle breeze brush against her face. She heard the gulls, crowing loudly in the azure sky up above her. She was so intent on listening to the birds and the soft whish-washing of the waves, that she didn't hear an urgent voice call out her name from the shore. It was one of her friends. Hikari? Koushiro? All of them? They were calling out to her, in desperate, urgent tones. Mimi wondered what was up. She then opened her eyes, only to find a tidal wave rise over her, and push her down below the ocean.
Mimi tried to scream, but the salt water only got stuck inside her throat. She tried to breathe, but only water got stuck inside her nose, and filled up her lungs. Water! Water everywhere! she thought. Bubbles from the pressure surrounded her and hit against her skin in the lightest, deadliest way she could possibly imagine.
Koushiro! Help me! she screamed in her mind, her eyes shutting tightly, not
wanting any of the salt water to enter and sting her pupils. She shot her legs and arms out, trying to find oxygen against her creamy skin. But it was just water. Water everywhere. Surrounding her, pushing her in, until she just calmed down and felt herself being swept up away south, the direction of the shore.... Seeing nothing but darkness... Feeling nothing.... As if she were asleep... Feeling nothing... Not even her heartbeat, or her own lungs rising in her chest....
Darkness.
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Like it, love it, hate it, please review. Dont worry there's gonna be other chapters... of COURSE I'm not ending it there ^.^ (sorry, it's 11 PM, I'm tired, but I just had to write this -.-* )