I guess I need to get these ideas out before my head explodes and the SatoshiRisa-ness fades (hope not).

Just Keep Swimming

Risa groaned, shaking her head. Of all people, why was she stuck with Saehara as swimming partners? Knowing the answer to this, her eyes avoided her pool partner's and another's eyes.

The one and only reason: Satoshi didn't have to take gym.

She cursed the fact that he didn't have to although she didn't want all the other girls to stare at his slight cut figure (which she had seen in one occasion). Those girls would grow too envious of her.

Letting out a sigh, she knew being partners with him would have been a lot better than being with Saehara, the showoff. Risa scoffed. She bet Takeshi didn't even now how to do CPR correctly.

She slightly giggled, recalling that one time Satoshi had done CPR on Daisuke awhile back. She had been shocked on the sight, but later realized calling CPR a kiss was incorrect.

'Damn that cliché you read in those novels, Risa.' Satoshi once said to her after conversing about CPR one time when they were both around Daisuke and Riku. Too bad someone cut her off before she could remember anymore of that reminiscence.

"Younger Harada!" Takeshi yelled.

The next thing Risa knew, she was being shoved into the pool, caught totally unprepared. The lukewarm water splashed around her, dragging her down as she gaped --- her mistake. Forced to gulp down chlorinated water, Risa's hands flew to her throat as she glanced upward.

Her vision was blurred as her eyelids grew heavy. She barely saw a figure dive into the water. She opened her mouth one more time to let out a useless cry. The result of it was bubbles.

Risa extended her hand toward the figure swimming toward her. 'Help me.' She mouthed. She felt as the figure wrapped his or her arm (Risa didn't see who it was) around her waist before beginning to swim toward the surface of the pool.

Risa and her savior reached the top in less than five seconds, where they saw people now relieved.

"Hiwatari-kun! Risa! You two are alright." Ritsuko called.

"Satoshi?" Risa asked before coughing up water. She glanced at her savior and smiled before weariness overtook her.

"Hiwatari-kun?" Ritsuko asked as soon as Satoshi climbed out of the pool and laid Risa down on her back. He ignored Risa's friend as he placed his ear against his chest. At that moment, the unconscious Risa coughed out water and returned to her non-breathing state.

"Looks like I've got no choice." Satoshi breathed.

"Huh?" The entire class chorused.

The commander-in-chief ignored his classmates. "Sensei, the procedure's thirty compressions and two breaths, am I correct?"

The gym teacher nodded. That was the answer he was looking for. Looking back at Risa, he knew he didn't need to take off any clothing which restrained her breathing. She was wearing a swimsuit for God's sake. Ignoring the little 'demon' inside his head, he placed his right hand over the center of Risa's chest, right in-between her breasts (which he was careful of).

He began pressing against her chest, careful if he was going too hard or too slow. The pattern he was following was just like a song --- one he couldn't remember, but it was fast in a way. After those thirty compressions were done, Satoshi used to right hand to tilt Risa's chin back a bit while his left held her head to get her mouth open and tongue out of the way.

He could feel everyone's eyes on him and hear their Gym teacher began to scratch down some notes. Pushing all of that out of his mind, he leaned forward and breathed in. Satoshi could hear all the girls gasp (or better yet shriek) at the sight.

It appeared to them as the Satoshi Hiwatari was kissing Risa Harada. How ignorant, he thought as he felt Risa's chest rise. The breath got through. Only one more. He leaned in one more time, but something told him not to.

He pressed his ear against her chest, keeping his icy reserve to conceal the little perverted thoughts within. 'Goddamn it. Shut up.' He cursed mentally as he swore he heard Risa breathing normally. At that, he stood and returned to where he stood earlier, watching the class.

Risa moaned and cracked open her eyes to see everyone crouch around her. What had happened? She remembered falling unconscious and that was it. Who was her savior and what the hell happened after that?

Riku then came forward to hug her younger twin. Risa held her breath. "Why so tight, Riku?"

"You almost died by drowning, but if it wasn't for Satoshi, you wouldn't have awoke up." Daisuke said. Risa turned her head slowly to look at her sister's boyfriend with wide eyes.

"Please don't tell me…"

"Sorry, Risa…" Riku trailed off, backing away from her sister, "Let's just say his fangirls are going to hate you. And I mean, hate with a passion."

Risa felt her lower lip twitch as she stood in order to spin around. She shot a glare at Satoshi, who was unaffected. His glares were much more powerful anyway. He retorted with a smirk.

"Heh, you can thank me later, Harada Risa-san." He replied as the bell rang.

Can't believe I made Risa the damsel in distress…again. Why is she always? Damn this cliché.

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