Really did not realize I hadn't updated in almost 2 months. My summer class just ended so hoping to get another chapter done soon.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KHR

Dear diary,

Summer is a terrible season.

You pushed up your sunglasses further, slightly adjusting the your sunhat before checking your phone. You pulled out the bottle of sunscreen hastily reapplying a layer over any exposed skin. 2 hours had passed since your last application. 2 hours since you had left your house. Almost 2 hours of Sawada struggling to swim more than 5 meters.

You crouched down next to the pool as he struggled. "You just have to move your arms and legs and pull up your face to breathe. It's a systematic thing."

"I can't just suddenly learn to swim." he frowned. "My potential is just this much."

"Don't overthink it, just do what you do when you're swimming 5 meters, but do it for thrice the amount of time."

Sawada still looked uneasy and instead chose to change the topic. "Reborn told you we were coming to the pool today right?"

"Yeah why?" you asked, raising a brow.

"You didn't bring a swimsuit." he replied, pointing at your attire.

"Do you want to hear the actual reason or the excuse?" you questioned.

He shrugged.

"Menstruation. It's both the reason and the excuse."

Sawada's cheeks turned a bright pink as he hastily muttered out an apology and swam away.

"Oh I think he's finally hitting past 5m." you remarked.

Actual reason is prioritizing my skin and hair. Chlorine is terrible for both. Not to mention how disgusting the pool is, swore I saw a Band-Aid floating in the corner. At least Sawada managed to get himself together, would've been better 2 hours earlier of course, but I guess with him later is better than never.

"Summer's the best!" cheered Yamamoto, only to get a snarky response from Gokudera.

You had to agree with Gokudera though, it was bad enough to go to the pool, but the beach was a whole other terrain. One trip to the beach meant finding sand in everything for the next year. It was impossible to leave the beach cleanly.

You laid out your beach towel as Yamamoto helped put up the parasol for shade. Dropping your bag on the towel, you plopped down and pulled out your book.

"Kobayashi-san aren't you going to come swimming?" asked Sasagawa, leaning down with a soft smile on her face.

"Yeah that's right Mi-chan! You wore such a cute swimsuit too, you can't spend the whole day covered up while hiding behind a book!" protested Miura.

You had no idea why Miura had decided to give you a nickname, nor when you two had developed a first-name basis relationship with one another, but you supposed it was just her way of trying to get closer. How naïve.

You frowned, pulling the cover up closer to your body. "I'm not exactly a fan of the beach Miura."

"Mi-chan I told you to call me Haru. And you'll have a lot of fun!" she said, pulling you up and removing your cover up.

That girl is definitely a lot stronger than you'd think. Not to mention majorly persistent.

After Miura successfully dragged you out from under the parasol, she linked arms with you to prevent any escape. The older Sasagawa then decided to introduce his coworkers and former upperclassmen. Still frowning from Miura's actions, you eyed the boys distastefully.

They look like assholes especially with those sleazy haircuts and smirks. This is why I don't come to the beach or ever leave the safe haven underneath my parasol.

You eyed the boy obnoxiously flirting with Sasagawa who was very obviously uncomfortable. Just as you shifted forward to pull her away from the creep, you felt a tug on your arm, jerking you away from Miura. You stumbled and heard a low chuckle as one of the boys wrapped his arm around your waist.

"You know you're pretty cute too, come hang out with us." he said.

You threw a disgusted look and held back your gag reflex, struggling to break free of his grasp. However, his grip merely strengthened.

"Come on, I'll keep you good company." he smirked, his hand lowering from your waist and onto your backside, giving it a harsh squeeze.

Did he just grab my ass? What the actual f-

Your eyes widened and you immediately slapped his hand away. You felt another hand on your arm, pulling you backwards away from the boy. Looking up it was none other than Yamamoto wearing an expression of concern and annoyance.

"You okay?" he asked.

You clenched your teeth both disgusted and enraged. No you were most definitely not okay. These sickos needed to get their heads bashed in.

"I am furious." You spoke in a quiet whisper.

"How about we have a proper athletic competition. Three against three, a swimming race. The losers will be slaves to the winners." suggested the leader of the group.

Why would anyone agree to anything these people have to say? If anything the cops should be called and have them dragged off the beach and never allowed back.

However, before anyone could protest Reborn hastily covered their mouths and agreed to the match. The team to get two out of three wins first would win. The match was going seemingly well until Yamamoto turned around the island and didn't come back.

Cramps? More like rigged.

The same happened to Gokudera as well. Finally it was Sawada's turn to go up. Surprisingly he did well and you felt just a bit of pride at his improvement.

From 5m in the pool to freestyle swimming in the ocean, not bad at all Sawada.

The race was quickly resolved after Sawada saved a girl from drowning and Yamamoto and Gokudera returned. You smiled gleefully when Sawada harshly punched in the leader's face and his subordinates had gotten the same treatment.

It would have been nice if I had been the one to do it, but no complaints if they got what they deserved.

"Onee-chan, onee-chan!" your younger siblings whined. "Let's go to the summer festival!"

They looked up at you with pleading eyes, making it harder to say no. "Fine." You groaned. "Only for a bit though."

"Yay!" they cheered, jumping around the room in celebration.

Your younger sister clung to your arm. "I want to wear a yukata. You too onee-chan, let's dress up."

You sighed. Being an older sibling could be such a pain sometimes. You called your mother from the kitchen to help with the yukata, making sure everyone was ready before you headed out.

"Onee-chan! They have chocolate bananas, I want one!" screamed Chika at the top of her lungs, before running over.

"Chika, slow down! We don't want to get separated." you shouted, releasing an exasperated sigh.

"One chocolate banana!" she ordered, standing on her tiptoes to see over the counter.

"Here you go." spoke out a familiar voice.

Namimori was a tiny town, so it was no surprise that I'd run into them eventually, but the first store there? Really?

"Gokudera?" you questioned, turning around to see Sawada and Yamamoto as well.

"Kobayashi-san? I didn't expect you to be here." said Sawada.

You shrugged. "I have siblings, they wanted to go. Why do you guys have a booth here?"

Just as Yamamoto opened his mouth to reply, Chika interrupted. "Onee-chan do you know these people?" Who are they? Do you go to school with them?"

She blinked up at you, eyes shining with curiosity. You really wanted to scold her for being so intrusive, but you were weak to her cuteness. She knew you were soft with her when she gave you that bright-eyed look.

"So this is your little sister?" asked Yamamoto. "She's cute."

Chika blushed at the compliment. "Nice to meet you. I'm Chika! This is Chiaki."

Still flustered, she pushed forward your younger brother who shyly bowed his head.

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Yamamoto Takeshi." he smiled.

Before Chika could say anymore you hastily introduced Sawada and Gokudera, hoping to quickly make an exit just to stop your younger sister from blabbing anymore.

Why couldn't Chika be a little more like Chiaki and learn to stay quiet? They're twins, but they're nothing alike.

"Anyways we should go. You guys must have a lot of work to get done. Now let's say bye." you spoke, your last sentence directed completely at Chika.

She puffed up her cheeks in a pout. "Onee-chan, I want to stay here!"

"Chika." you said with a warning tone.

"It's fine." interrupted Yamamoto. "We only have one box left to sell. I'm gonna go play at the other booths, so why don't you let her come with me?"

Her eyes lit up immediately as she rushed over to Yamamoto's side. She grabbed his hand and turned around to give you a sly smile. "I'll be back soon Onee-chan"

You eyed her suspiciously. What exactly was that smile all about?

Gokudera and Reborn soon excused themselves as well, leaving you at the booth with Sawada and Chiaki.

"So I guess you should be going now?" asked Sawada.

"As much as I would like to, Yamamoto is coming back with Chika and if we leave she'll probably have no idea where to find us. Although, I doubt it'll matter much with how taken she is by Yamamoto."

The two of you chatted for a bit, when a sudden unknown figure dashed through, snatching the box with all the booth's funds.

Leave it to Sawada's luck to get robbed in broad daylight in the 5-minute timespan where anyone who can actually hold their own is gone.

Sawada chased down the robber and you followed behind him, instructing Chiaki to stay behind at the booth. If anything was going down, you were not getting your younger brother involved. The robber came to a stop and you recognized the ringleader to be the same group from the beach.

Of course these sickos have nothing better to do with their summer. First it's harassing girls at the beach, now it's robbing festivals. How have they not gotten their asses beaten before?

"After the incident, every time I look into the mirror I see how much my pride was scarred…I've been waiting for this moment! I'll make sure you never speak again." he threated Sawada, grabbing his by the collar.

"Get over yourselves." you rolled your eyes. "It's not as if any of you were actually attractive before."

"Oh and it's even that girl from last time?" he smirked, releasing Sawada and heading towards you. You held your fists tightly; ready to punch him straight in the face only to have Sawada jump up in between you two.

"Don't touch Kobayashi-san. You have a problem with me, so don't involve her." his voice was trembling and you could see his legs shaking, but he still didn't back down.

"Well I guess I'll just have to beat you up first then!" he shouted, reaching out to grab Sawada once again. Sawada immediately closed his eyes, prepared to take a hit. As the boy's face loomed closer, you closed your eyes and swung your fist into his nose. His grip on Sawada loosened as he backed away holding his nose.

"I'll kill you!" he screamed.

You grabbed Sawada's hand, running towards the staircase only to find yourselves surrounded.

Soon Hibari joined, followed by Yamamoto and Gokudera. A full-blown brawl broke out and you managed to slip out of it and reunite with Chiaki and Chika.

"Okay you two now what we're going to do is go around to each booth and ask if they have a first aid kit. Got it?" you asked.

They nodded and the three of you started your search.

"Why does it feel like all I ever do is treat your wounds?" you asked the exhausted trio.

They all shrugged their shoulders while you placed another bandage on Sawada's cheek.

As your eyes met you hurriedly whispered a thank you. "You made a good distraction for me punching him in the face." you said with a soft chuckle.

Sawada lightly smiled.

"In all honesty though it was pretty courageous to jump in front of me even though you would've gotten hurt. You've grown a bit Sawada." you smiled.

"Onee-chan!" called out Chika. "I think Take-nii could use some help." she nervously giggled out, as the loosely wrapped bandage on his arm came undone.

You sighed, walking over to tend to Yamamoto's injuries. As you finished up with his wrapping, you noticed him eyeing your fist.

"You're not hurt right?" he asked you, gesturing towards your slightly reddened hand.

"It's a bit swollen, but nothing's broken."

He picked up the gauze and delicately wrapped it around your hand. "You shouldn't do dangerous things. You know when Chika heard you guys chased after someone she was so worried she started crying."

"Sounds like her." you responded.

"You know I was really worried too." he looked straight into your eyes with a serious face.

You gave him a questioning look in response, beginning to grow nervous under his gaze.

"I can take care of myself Yamamoto." you mumbled out.

The corners of his mouth turned upwards. "That's why I'm so worried. You like to do everything by yourself. I feel like I need to protect you."

"What?" you choked out, feeling your cheeks flush.

"Yeah you don't depend on people enough. You're like a little kid who tries too hard." he laughed, tousling your hair.

You pushed his hand off, shouting in protest. "You say little, but we're the same age you know."

"I just want you to know if you have any problems, you can come talk to me."

"Chiaki! Chika! It's getting late, let's go." you raced up from your seat, ignoring Yamamoto's last remark.

Little kid? Why am I the little kid when I'm the one most levelheaded and mature one out of them?

Yamamoto's declaration had left you irritated. While you tried to organize your thoughts, your siblings entered your room.

"Onee-chan." Chika spoke up. "What are you doing?"

"Not much. Why?" you replied, not bothering to look up.

"I wanted to talk about Take-nii."

"What's there to say? I'm kind of busy Chika, so if it has anything to do with how great he is I'll pass."

"I was gonna say I think he likes you!"

At such a young age Chika already says worrisome things. Watch her more closely from now on.

"Onee-chan you're not listening! I'm telling you he really wants to know more about you. He kept asking about what you're like at home and about stuff like your birthday and hobbies. Also he's really cool, he won a bunch of prizes at the booth. I think you should date him!"

You side-eyed your little sister with a look of concern.

Unless he was actually implying he has a thing for children I don't think that will ever happen.

"Chika, Yamamoto does not like me okay?" you said with exasperation. Was she going to let this go any time soon?

"But you like him don't you?" she asked, her head tilted in confusion.

You stopped writing and dropped your pen, turning to face Chika. "What?"

"Don't you? He's really nice and when you were fixing his bandage you guys were looking at each other really close and your face was completely red."

"Chika no."

"Your face is red right now too!" she pointed out.

You sprang up from chair. "Okay I think it's time for you two to go."

"Wait, no! Chiaki has something to say!" she hurriedly shoved Chiaki in front of her.

"Well Chika was saying that Take-nii was really cool and you should date him, but I think Tsuna-nii was really cool when he threw himself in front of that mean guy to protect you."

"Okay you two time to go!" you pushed them both out of your room, successfully locking the door.

Chika wants me to date Yamamoto and Chiaki is implying I should date Sawada? What is wrong with these children?

You pulled out the hand mirror from your desk drawer. Your face didn't have even the slightest tint of red anywhere. You scoffed, thinking about Chika's earlier statement. That girl really was too much.

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