I saw her giggling with her friend. I wanted nothing more than to approach her, but before I got the chance, some other guy beat me to it. He had long black hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Damn. I'll never have a chance now. The girls continued to laugh with him and I attempted to let my mind wander elsewhere, but to no avail. I decided to give her one last look and walk away. I turned around to find the guy with the black hair and her friend walk away, while she sat there in all her glory, the summer heat beaming down and the sun illuminating her skin in all the right places.

I decided since she was alone to make my move. I walked over to her as smooth as possible, and proceeded to give my introduction.

"Hello Miss, what is a beautiful lady such as yourself doing alone on this hot summer day?"

She glared at me and said

"Go away pervert!"

Not exactly the response I was expecting. I decided to try again.

"Look, I'm not pulling anything. I think you're beautiful and just wanted to accompany you for a bit if that's ok?"

She looked at me as if to question my motives, then gave me a quick soft smile and said

"Sure, but if you turn out to be one of those perverted guys…." she trailed off at the end and gave me a death glare, which I was assuming to be a warning.

I shook my head as if in understanding, and then sat down next to her. For a moment there was an awkward silence, but then she started up the conversation. We talked about many different topics ranging from movies to politics. After a while, we both were laughing, and as I looked over at her and saw her laugh, I couldn't help it anymore. I had to kiss her.

I leaned in, as did she and we began to kiss. We kissed passionately, the sun kissing our bodies. I had her on her back, and was leaning over her when my hand decided to have a mind of its own and traveled to her purple bikini top. Not even seconds after the moment my fingertips brushed her nipple was I on the ground with a red mark on my face.

"Pervert!" she shouted. Of course, her friend and the man from earlier chose that moment to return as well.

Her friend giggled and told her it was time for them to leave. She got up and glared at me while her friend said goodbye to the mystery man.

"Can I at least know your name?" I said to her.

She scoffed and walked ahead, while her friend stayed behind for a moment and whispered to me

"Sango" and then skipped ahead to catch up to her friend.

Sango. This is not the last you will see of me for you are captured in my thoughts.