Life Guard

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I own the beach... but sadly no characters...


I felt so cold.

I couldn't breathe.

My eyes burned...

Like salt was rubbed in them.

Blurred sound I couldn't make out.

I just wanted all this shit to stop.

All of a sudden my chest felt a warm pressure pushing against my chest, something touched my lips, blasting air down my throat.

I coughed, surprisingly spitting up water.

Salty water.

Light started to return to my vision, and the sounds became a little clearer.

"Is... e going...ay?" A woman's voice... oddly familiar, but I couldn't place it.

"Dos... need th... medics?" Deep voice, strong... one I definitely knew... just couldn't remember...

"Hey, are you okay?" Said a gorgeous voice.

I never heard this voice before, I'm certain of it.

I opened my eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of voice's owner.

But all I got was a blurry outline of golden hair and a silhouette that thankfully blocked out the sun.

"Whe-... Am I?"

It smelled oddly of salt water and suntan lotion.

"He's awake," Two more figure's loomed over me.

"Please Sir, Mam', don't crowd him. He needs air."

A seagull screeched in the distance.

So I am at the beach.

Why am I-... That's right, I'm here on vacation with mom and dad...

Which would explain why I'm on the beach.

I wouldn't come here of my own free will.

But... How did I end up almost drowning?

Okay, let's see... I was eating ice cream and-

No it's after that...

Way after.

I was reading... and my bookmark flew away... landing into the water.

Then there was that wave...

And that voice...

"-el?"

"... What...?"

"How do you feel?"

I assessed my self silently.

"My eyes burn like fuck..."

"Language."

Well I guess I know who the woman's voice is.

"Anything else?" I sighed.

This person has a nice voice.

Golden and silky like honey.

"I'm tired."

I really just felt like drifting to sleep.

The figure turned his head slightly to what I think is my parents.

"Are you staying at The Hotel Oblivion?"

I'm guessing my parents nodded cause I was hoisted up into strong arms.

My head plopped into Strong arm's neck.

And it was kinda sad, because the first thing I noticed that the figure didn't have any boobs.

"What room are you?" The silky voice vibrating over my skin.

"Suite 6..." A murmur the only response I could summon.

I sighed, listening to the beat of his heart*.

Clear, steady and strong.

Everything a man's heart beat should be.

The cool sensation of the air condition hit me...

Like that tidal wave.

A shiver wracked my body, making me burrow into the silky voiced man.

With the heat outside I almost forgot my clothes were wet.

He stepped into the elevator, of what I could make out.

Parents closely in tow.

We started to ride up the 23 floors.

A hand started to rub calming circles on my lower back.

I'm guessing they were his hands.

I gave an appreciative low moan, breathing in deeply before out.

The elevator stopped, doors opening and we started moving again.

"Aerith. The card."

I could literally hear mom shuffling through her bag.

She really needs to clean that thing out.

"Here."

The door was swiped, and the access tone was heard.

"Just set him on the couch." Was mom's concerned words.

I was set down, soft cushions feeling good against my back... But I'm missed the warmth.

"He needs towels and blankets."

I shivered more so at his voice than at the cold.

"I'm on that." Dad wasn't lazy and carefree as usual...

Though I really wouldn't have been offended if he wasn't.

"And Mam', his body would appreciate it if you would make him something warm to drink."

Mom didn't answer, but the sound of her flip flops against the wood work told me differently.

"You still awake?" I attempted a smile, he probably couldn't see it.

"Barely."

He chuckled and swore it was the sexiest sound in life.

"No worries. We're going to warm you right up. But first we need to get you out of these clothes."

That sounded like a inva-

"Here's the blankets. I didn't know how many towel's you needed so I brought three."

My dad... Gotta love him sometimes.

"That's good. He has to get out of these wet clothes and into something dry."

The blonde moved away to let my father undress me... if that wasn't awkward enough...

Not all the way though... just my shirt, pants and socks.

After which I was covered with the blanket, towel thrown onto my head.

"Gee thanks..." My voice was sounding sleep gargled...

Unlike a voice god that I knew...

Well not really knew, but knew...

Whatever.

"Can you lift your arms?"

I don't know how you can fail at wiggling, but I did landing on my side in the end.

"I," A sigh left my lips. "Don't know. Maybe if he didn't wrap it so damn tight..."

"Language!" Mom called from whatever other room she was.

Sigh.

I could see a bit better now.

"Who are you anyways?"

I was going to force my self to stay awake, at lease while he was here.

"Demyx Myde."

"Zexion."

There was an awkward pause of silence.

"Thanks... You know, for saving me and all."

This just seemed the slightest bit cliche.

And of course I can't see his face, cause I was dumb a fell over.

"Zexion... I have the tea."

Someonesat me up and the cup was immediately at my mouth.

I drunk half of it in one sitting, didn't care how hot it was.

Tea is supposed to be hot.

Though I admit I burned my tongue a little.

I would have drunk more but...

"Quit poring it so fast. You wanna drown him?"

I rolled my eyes at my dad's idiocy... again.

Mom seemingly ignoring him, but I know she didn't, smiled at me.

"Does this have enough sugar?"

I just sighed.

"No? Well, I go get you some more dear."

She moved away, probably heading towards the kitchen.

"Zack. Come and help me."

Well she's gonna give him hell.

"Dry his hair for me, will ya?" Dad jogged away into the kitchen.

"Ahh...?"

"Don't worry. They'll be alright tomorrow."

The blonde took the towel from my head, rubbing it gently across my silver emo bang.

I wanted to talk to him, to say something, as much as it is unlike me.

But his hands were doing the talking now, and I was listening.

Well it would make sense if he had massaging skills... He is a life guard after all.

Has to apply suntan lotion all the time.

I opened my mouth to ask him a question, but he beat me to the punch.

"You have nice hair."

I smiled.

"Thanks. I would compliment yours, but I haven't seen you yet."

"Yeah... My hair got messed up..." He laughed melodically, "I don't want it to be you first impression of me."

It wouldn't matter... Especially if your face matched your voice.

"I'm sure it looks fine."

"Aahh... Trust me, a mullet-hawk does not look nice wet."

He stopped toweling my hair to run his fingers through it.

"You really have nice hair."

His fingers felt good as all fuck.

I sighed loud and blissful, but I didn't care.

He was the one running his fingers in my hair.

"Is it hard to manage?"

I was gonna shake my head, but it might scare away his fingers.

"No," Sigh. "Not really... It not like it's tough or anything. But gel is my best friend."

"Well I hope you have room for one more."

We both paused that that, just for a slight moment though.

"Honey, we're back with your tea." Mom announced returning, dad only a few paces behind her.

I've never in life seen a man look so happy after getting reprimanded from his wife.

My father was a strange one, that much I'll admit.

The clang of the cup was heard against the marble table.

"Mr. and Mrs. ...?"

"Fair." Mother answered politely.

"Well, Mrs. Fair, Mr. Fair. I have to get going. I'm still on duty."

"Oh," Mom gasped, "We're sorry to keep you."

"Think nothing of it." His hand ran across my head again, making me shiver this time.

"See ya Zexion." The sound of his flip flops, slowly leading away.

"Tomorrow Demyx." I was starting to drift a sleep, conversations fading in and out.

"Tha... fect ide...!" Sounded my mother excitedly.

"Wh...?" Father's playful tenor.

"He ca... ve dinn... th us tom... ow."

"Fi... by me." That was definitely his voice.

"... od! Ab... t 8?"

"Yea... Tha... ne."

I stopped trying to pay attention at that point, wiggling again successfully falling on my side.

I think I was asleep at some point during that.


*I felt confused at writing that... lolz then I figured out it was because they originally have no hearts.

A/N: Random idea I had when I was sitting in the bathroom... hiding from my sister's kids.. lolz.. reviews are awesome by the way...