They quickly changed into their bathing suits, with Ayame performing a huge cannonball into the pool. Sasori, on the other hand, calmly walked down the stairs into the shallow end and waded over to her submerged form. She resurfaced, her cheeks bulging; Sasori's eyes went wide.

"Don't you even-" Too late. She shot the water in a stream out of her mouth, successfully nailing him full in the face. He stared at her in shock, his face wet and his hair dripping. She laughed at his expression.

"Gotcha." She backstroked away from him to the middle of the pool, escaping him before he came to his senses. He shook his head, the droplets hanging from his hair falling onto his chest and running down it to make ripples in the water. He gave her a determined look.

"I am SO going to get you for that." He vowed.

"Then come and get me chichi!" she called to him. She was currently treading water in the center of the pool. Sasori grinned, and dived under the water with the grace of a dolphin.

"Uh-oh, this is not good." Ayame looked around, trying to locate the redhead underwater.

Sasori dove under the water, sinking to the near bottom. His vision was as perfect when he was submerged as when he was on dry land. He swiftly and silently swam under the water, stopping just above Ayame, who was still treading water. He looked up and grinned, a little trail of bubbles leaving his lips. He crouched down on the pool floor, his feet anchoring him to the spot. He waited a moment, then ricocheted himself from the spot, bulleting straight for the surface.

Ayame kept searching for the redhead, when she heard something break the surface behind her. She turned around just in time to see Sasori grab her and pull her underwater. Ayame quickly sucked in air a second before being submerged with him. Sasori held her in his clutches, drifting slowly down to the bottom, as he mouthed the word "Gotcha."

She wriggled out of his grasp, quickly broke the surface and took in a much needed breath. Sasori joined her, but not because he needed air; vampires could stay submerged in water for hours at a time. He whipped his head around, spraying Ayame with the water that clung to his hair.

"Gotcha." He repeated. Ayame simply raised a hand and waved it at him.

"Whatever, I still nailed ya in the face." Sasori rolled his eyes.

"You're a weird one."

"All the more reason to love me, chichi."

"True." They started having swimming contests to see who could swim across the pool and back the fastest. Training with Kisame everyday gave Ayame an advantage, but she still lost every time, though Sasori had to admit, she was almost a better swimmer than he was. Almost.

Sasori climbed out and sat himself on one of the edges of the pool, kicking his feet lightly in the water. Ayame was panting from all the exercise, swimming over to where Sasori sat. She looked up to see Sasori's well-toned chest, making her blush ever so slightly as she exited the pool. She wrapped a towel around herself and sat down on one of the lawn chairs encircling the whole pool. She closed her eyes, intent on taking a nap.

Sasori slipped back into the pool and back stroking the pool's length 3 times before taking a break.

20 minutes had passed and Ayame was still napping. Sasori suddenly had an idea. He filled his mouth with water, exited the pool, making his way to her sleeping form. He hovered over her for a moment, then shot a stream in her face. She instantly woke up.

"Hey!" she yelled at him indignantly, pushing him back to the edge of the pool, where he doubled over in laughter. Ayame dropped her towel, and charged at him, slamming into his body, causing him to pinwheel violently before falling backwards into the pool. At the last second, he grabbed Ayame, pulling her with him into the pool, making them both dive headfirst. He quickly let go of her, and they both quickly resurfaced. Ayame exited the pool and furiously dried herself off. Sasori swam to the ladder, laughing uncontrollably.

"You idiot! I was just beginning to feel dry!" she snapped at him. Sasori calmed down after a few minutes and wrapped a towel around his waist.

"Yes, but I could always dry you up myself." He replied mischievously.

"Eh, no, I'm good." She wrapped a towel around her own waist, and both walked out of the pool, crossing the gym, and headed to their room. They both took turns quickly rinsing their body of any chlorine and washing their hair in the shower. They hung their swimsuits over the edge of the tub to dry.

Sasori put on some baggy pants and a white wife beater shirt, whereas Ayame wore a black midriff shirt with a skull on the front, and black jeans. She sat on the bed, brushing through her damp hair while Sasori rested his head on her shoulder.

"You smell like lavender." He murmured, inhaling the scent of her hair.

"So do you chichi." She pointed out.

"Yes, but on you, its better."
"Aww, you're so sweet." Sasori smiled and kissed her hair. She put the brush down and lay on the bed with her hands behind her head.

"Aah, this is the life chichi. No work, just relaxation and playtime."

"Yeah, it sure is." Sasori agreed, adopting the same pose as her.

After about an hour of nothing, Sasori looked at the clock; 6:30 P.M.

"Wow, we swam for a long time." Ayame commented, then, "I'm hungry." Sasori sat up; swimming for 4 hours really built up an appetite for him. But he didn't let Ayame know of his hunger. He grinned to himself; this could be used to his advantage.

"Wait here, I'll bring you something to eat." Sasori left, leaving Ayame alone in the room. He returned shortly, holding a small bowl of ice cream in his hand.

"Ice cream for dinner? What a special treat."

"Meh, fastest thing I could whip up. I hope you like mint." Ayame sat herself at the desk, quickly spooning herself the frozen dairy treat in under 2 minutes.

"Aah, that was good." She announced, leaning back in her chair.

"Wow that was fast. Don't you humans get 'brain freezes' from eating ice too quickly?"

"Never thought about that, but now that you mention it… Ack! Brain freeze!" She pressed her fingers to her temples in pain. "Oh God, it hurts!" Sasori laughed in amusement.

The brain freeze subsided as quickly as it came. She held her head in one hand on the desk, thinking. She didn't notice Sasori sneak up behind her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Ayame stood up from her chair, and felt Sasori press his body against hers from behind.

"Now it's time for my special treat." He whispered seductively in her ear.