Hello my people! Heh... Yeah..

Anyway.. I bring to your sacred eyes yet another love story =)

I Hope you like this one, I particularly liked this idea. Yep.

So pleaze, pleasee review and tell me what you think and if I should go on with it!!

I shall be eternally grateful! XD

Enjoy....

"Yogi come back!" The teen yelled after the big white dog. His lips formed a joyful smile as he ran across the beach after the beast.

The setting sun cast an orange hue over the desert beach giving it a romantic glow. The vast palm trees swayed to the music the waves created crashing against the rocks and the cool breeze seemed to wrap everything into perfect harmony.

The dog's loud cries carried out across the ocean along with the teens marry laughs, amethyst moons gleaming with happiness.

The tired boy finally fell onto the beach's snow white sand, panting in exhaustion, a smile plastered on his handsome features. He shut his eyes letting the beach take control of him. His mind drifted off to distant memories that always soothed him, memories of his dead mother cradling him in her arms and his father teaching him how to swim against the ocean's strong waves, creating a faint smile he was unaware of.

A loud bark broke into his thoughts, an unfamiliar one at that. He sat up and scanned the beach, as far as he knew Yogi was the only dog anyone living here owned. He shrugged it off and started to get up, whistling his call to Yogi. His faithful companion ran to his side licking his owners hand in excitement.

"Calm boy." His smooth voice commanded the dog. Yami shifted his gaze toward the ocean, the tides getting harsher, indicating a storm was probably near. He turned to make his way back to the shack when the bark came again, this time Yogi heard also and barked back.

Yami scanned the beach again finally spotting the source of the cries. A tall girl was running in and out of the ocean accompanied by a cream colored dog just about Yogi's size who was barking at the girl's antics.

Yami squinted his eyes trying to get a better look at the girl. Her skin was whiter than most of the beach's natives and her hair was curly in contrast to the straight hair that was most common amongst them. Her thin figure threw a dark sphere into the ocean which the dog ran after and brought back several times.

He observed for a few more minutes then decided she was probably just another tourist enjoying of the beach.

"Come boy." He said to the dog already making his way up the sandy slope. He reached the top and looked down at Yogi, who's gaze was directed towards the girl and her dog.

"Yogi come one." He urged, his stomach growling in protest at the dogs reluctance to follow.

Yami followed the animal's gaze toward the tourist girl. She threw the sphere further than she should have and the dog ran after, only this time it didn't come back. She ventured further into the ocean, unaware of the monstrous wave that was coming directly towards her.

Small drops of rain were already pouring over the beach and the breeze had turned into a powerful wind. She went further out than was safe in these conditions still shouting something Yami presumed to be the dog's name.

In a fraction of a second Yogi shot towards the girl barking louder than usual. Yami had long sinced trained Yogi to smell storms and tidal waves, ensuring he would be able to rescue anyone at any given moment, such as this one.

The tidal wave was easily a few hundred feet taller than the girl, there was no way she was going to outrun it anymore, she was to far out. In that moment the wave crashed down on her dragging her far to distant from the beach.

Yami's legs reacted in a fraction of time, shooting across the beach towards the girl. He could barely make out her arms and head above the raging waters. Yogi was far ahead of him, struggling to reach the girl. Yami knew if he went much farther the water would cover him too.

His body crashed against the strong current, fighting against it to reach the girl. His arms grew tired of propelling the rest of his body and the wind was getting stronger sending the water in his direction. He came within a few feet of the girl just in time to see her eyes close and her body slip under the water.

He held his breath and forced himself under, feeling for the girl until his fingers made contact with soft flesh. He wrapped his hand around what felt like her wrist and pulled it towards him.

His body shot upwards holding the girl's body close to his. He emerged and took a deep breath, parting his way through the angry waters until he reached the shore.

He gently dropped her body on the soft sand, positioning himself next to her. He was on his knees and hands, head bowed panting like mad, trying to catch his breath. Yami could feel his lungs burning for air and his sore muscles on the verge on collapsing.

He turned his eyes towards her, her chest never rising. He propped her up and searched her neck for a pulse, finding none. Her body suddenly jerked, making a weak attempt to cough.

Her eyes opened vaguely and water spilled out of her mouth.

"Are you alright?" Yami asked pulling apart to let her breath.

Her weak eyes traveled towards his figure, lips trying to form words when her brown eyes shut and her body collapsed back into Yami's strong arms.