"Yo Sun!" Neptune called. "You ready to get your tail kicked in some volleyball?"

"Minus the tail-kicking part, you bet!" the boy in question leaped up from his seat beside Blake.

Beside Neptune, his golden-haired girlfriend called out:

"Come on Blake!"

"No thanks, Yang." Said Blake, smiling patiently. "I'll just stick to reading." and with that she settled comfortably in her lawn chair under the shade of the beach umbrella.

"Aw, come on! You're not gonna show your man some support?" Yang asked teasingly.

"Hey, it's fine, Yang." Sun interrupted. "If Blake's not feline up to playing, I won't push her to." he grinned like a big idiot as he spoke.

Blake rolled her eyes. A few months ago, she would've set her boyfriend one of her patented glares for that one, but time had made them more and more tolerable.

"Maybe I just don't feel like monkeying around in the sand." she said, smiling pointedly at Sun.

Instead of reacting with mock-offense, Sun's grin became even bigger and brighter.

"Awwww!" he squealed, so delighted there were practically tears of joy in his eyes. "You do love me!"

Yang looked at her best friend as if the cat faunus had just committed a horrible crime.

"That was bad. Even by my standards." she said flatly.

Neptune shook his head pitifully.

"Disgraceful-"

"HEY! Don't you DARE insult my girlfriend's punning skills!" Sun warned.

"Oh yeah? Or what?" the blue-haired boy raised an eyebrow, seemingly uncaring of what wrath his leader might rain down on him.

"Or I'm gonna kick your butt into the ground is what! GAME ON!" and he charged towards Neptune, whose eyes suddenly went wide with terror as he screamed and started running.

The girls watched their boyfriends in amusement as they dashed back and forth across the sand, then Yang turned to Blake, her expression both slightly baffled and mildly impressed.

"I can't believe you just tried to make a terrible monkey joke."

Blake shrugged.

"What can I say?" she said, smiling as she watched Sun wrestle Neptune to the ground, despite the blue-haired boy's cries for mercy. "He's rubbing off on me."