Making Lemonade: Sai

by Self'Titled

Sai could always tag along with a group of "friends", but he never seemed to fit in with them. All his attempts just made him seem like even more of a black sheep. Nothing changed until someone else decided to become his 'sensei' and teach him how to be a teen. Sai x OC!Misora.

4. Step Three

3.

At 8PM the sun still hadn't set fully, it still creped over the horizon, making the clear blue sky turn into shades of orange, yellow, and pink. In Lee's backyard, most of the gang was there, with a few other classmates. Some alternative music played from the speakers Lee put in his window, there was a table covered in chips and sodas, the ground was soaked due to the constant splashes and people dashing in and out.

For a party thrown by Lee, it was going pretty well. He picked a humid day, but his pool was the perfect temperature according to the blonde female and the hot tub was a bigger bonus. In the hot tub was where most of the girls were, gossiping about the latest news and giggling at the boys, while the boys resided in the pool playing with water bombs and dunking each other below the waves they caused.

Then there was Misora and Sai on the sidelines with a few others, soaking up the scene and just mingling. Boron eyes studied Sai's new tan as he stared at the people in the pool as Chouji talked to her. Sai was no longer sickly white, but finally had a light golden glow that made Misora smirk at her work.

A high-pitched squeal made all heads turn to the pool. Some girl from Lee's class was the victim of a boy untying the strings to her bikini top, but even though she blushed heavily at the cheers that came, she still laughed at it all while fixing her top.

"Isn't she mad?"

Sai asked, tilting his head as if that would help him understand.

"Dude, it's a pool party. If this didn't happen, it wouldn't be a party."

Misora explained to him, wrapping an arm around the males waist.

"Plus, she's swimming in a pool with six guys and only three girls. It was bound to happen to one of them – and we're no longer in middle school, who cares if someone shows some skin?"

There was a glint in Sai's eye that Misora missed since her eyes sparkled at the actions in the pool. His arm went around her shoulders in a friendly manner and she felt her top slipping.

Groping herself, she shot a fiery glare at the smiling black hair male beside her.

"Like that, Sensei?"