Oh man, I am so sorry to those of you who are reading my other fics. I've just hit a writer's block for those stories. (Full explanation in bio.) This story was just calling my name! I couldn't resist. I feel so guilty.

Whether this story does well or does not do well I will never know until you review and let me know. Though people can not accuse me of copying their story because I have never ever seen a surf fic EVER! Oh, inspired by the movie Blue Crush. Slight similarities, but hardly and if there are they are very, very small. Please read and enjoy!

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Tsunami

Chapter 1: Tranquil Paradise

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The skies were a perfect blue and not a cloud in sight. Soft breezes played with the rough leaves of the palm tree and taunted the little wildflowers. A small colorful bird flitted from tree to tree singing its own little song.

And the sea, a clear crystal clear cerulean blue sea. The waves loomed over its very self and stayed mighty until gravity's will forced it back down, withering it down to licking the sandy white shores of the island. The ocean's water gleamed and bathed in the sun's warmth making it more crystalline like then ever. The place was a peaceful, tranquil paradise.

"WOOHOO!" shouted a girl in her late teens, pumping a fist in the air.

"Now that was a wave!" she added as the current brought her back to her friends.

"Except you almost fell off while riding it," one of her friends said. This one with dark black hair, fiery eyes and a red swimsuit to match.

"Aww, shut up Meiling. You're just pissed because you didn't catch it," the girl said.

"That was still a great ride though Kia," a green eyed girl said, popping into the conversation.

Kia stuck her tongue out at Meiling who just rolled her eyes and looked at the quiet one.

She was sitting on a beige short board, staring out into the nothingness of the horizon. The raven haired girl had not said a thing so far and it didn't look like she was going to soon. Waiting for the perfect wave was what she was doing.

"Hey Tomoyo! You going to catch a wave today or what?" Meiling shouted at her.

The girl who was wearing a black bikini turned to her and smirked.

"What do you think?" she asked while moving her legs up and down to the rhythmic motion of the waves.

"We all know you're the best. No need to rub it in without saying it," Kia retorted, retying her cerulean streaked hair back into a neater ponytail.

Tomoyo gave them an innocent smile; her friends' response was splashing her face with salt water.

The green eyed girl wearing a pink halter top swimsuit gazed back out into the sea. Meiling followed the girl's gaze and grinned.

"Oh, Sakura you found a good one," she said.

"Then what are you doing just sitting around?" Tomoyo called back to them, already ahead. Meiling gawked at her.

"Hey!" the three of them called.

"Come on," Sakura said, paddling out too.

Tomoyo's instinct knew this was going to be a good one. Her grin grew as the lump of water began to take shape.

"Oh yeah!" she yelled, turning around and paddling back.

"There is no way we're going to catch it in time," Kia said, slowing down her stroking.

"Oh well," Sakura said.

"Tomoyo's lucky," Meiling said.

Her other two friend's nodded in agreement. Tomoyo always caught the best waves.

Tomoyo's dampened hair clung to her face, she wiped it away just in time. She jumped up just as the wave rose, and dropped. And of course, she didn't fall but was close.

The wave closed around her and she grazed the water on her right with her hand.

'Pipe,' she thought.

When her foot slipped out of place Tomoyo panicked but she stayed on. Sighing she looked back ahead, the water was closing in but she made it.

"Now THAT was a wave!" she shouted.

Her friends paddled over. Kia gave her a high five, "You the man girl," she said.

"Wow I can't believe it! Pipe! That's like one of the hardest waves to ride!" Sakura cried.

"Oh come, it was pure luck. I mean, I almost fell off twice," Tomoyo said, trying to brush off the praise.

Meiling's stomach growled, she clutched it and looked back at her friends. "Uhh, hungry Meiling?" Kia asked.

"Duh."

Tomoyo giggled. "How about one more wave then we head back?" she said.

"Okay, I want to practice a new trick anyway," Sakura said.

"Yeah, I guess," said Meiling, a little disappointed.

"Hey, isn't that Anthony over there," Kia said, looking back towards shore.

Meiling and Sakura squinted, "Hey, it is," they said.

Tomoyo tried looking in on it too, "Is he trying to tell us to come in?"

"I think so," Kia said.

Meiling lay down on her board, eager to have an excuse for lunch. "Come on, it might be important," she said.

Kia started paddling too, "Oh you're just glad you have a reason to eat."

"Shut up," Meiling said.

"I hate you Tomoyo," Kia said as she watched the amethyst eyed girl pull ahead of them.

"You love surfing so much you get up at 6:00 in the morning to train. And that means you have more arm and leg muscles, which also means you're can paddle faster," was Kia's reason for hating her.

"Hey, I offered to train with you but you said you would never be able to wake up that early," Tomoyo said, slowing down a little.

"It's true though," Kia replied with a frown.

"Yeah, you're the queen of sleep," Sakura said.

"Hey, I was going to say that," Meiling grumbled.

As they drew closer to shore Sakura could see that Anthony didn't look very happy. "You think we're in trouble?" she asked.

"No, Anthony Evans is too in love with me to get mad at us," Meiling said. The girls laughed at the thought.

Anthony Evans was the guy who took care of their surfboards and had his own surf shop (An inheritance from his father who dies). He often complained about them bringing him impossible tasks. At this they would laugh and Kia would always say, "For a seventeen year old you act like my grandfather, get over it."

When Meiling had first moved to Hawaii from China Anthony fell head over heels with her, it was always something to joke about when they were bored. But they had to admit, Anthony was cute.

When it was shallow enough Tomoyo jumped into the water and started walking with her board, the other girls followed.

"Hey Anthony, what's up?" Sakura said, propping her board in the sand.

Anthony's spiked hair wasn't spiked today. Instead it lay flat on his head, Kia laughed at this.

"You look like a mop," she cried through snickers.

"Ha-ha," he said sarcastically.

"So, what's up," Sakura repeated, saying it slowly this time to make sure he heard every word.

"It concerns Tomoyo here," he said, looking at her.

"Yeah, spit it out," Kia responded, her laughing ceased when she saw the serious look on his face.

"Tomoyo, your mother, she's in the hospital."

The violet eyed girl gaped at Anthony for a few seconds then she smiled, "Come on, stop joking, really what is it?"

"I am being serious Tomoyo. The doctors say she has a heart disease, a serious one. She needs a heart transplant, if she doesn't get one she'll die in a month."

The smile faded from Tomoyo's face and she crumbled to the ground. She stared wide eyed at the sand.

Her friends kneeled down around her, "I can't believe this. She always seemed so healthy," Tomoyo whispered.

"It was a gradual thing," Anthony added.

"It's okay Tomoyo, I'm sure you'll be able to pay for your mother's operation. It's no biggie, right?" The last word was said through gritted teeth and was directed at the darkly tanned boy.

The brown haired boy rubbed the back of his head, "Umm, one of your mother's friends called the insurance company to see if they would cover this and the thing is, they can't. It's too big."

Tomoyo broke into tears at this. Her three friends pulled her into hugs, burying her deep in their embrace.

"I'm sorry, it was a shock to all of us," Anthony said.

"This, can not be, happening," Tomoyo said through tears. Salty droplets crashed down onto the sand, darkening the color.

"No Tomoyo, there's no problem everything will turn out alright," Meiling said.

Tomoyo jerked back up. She glared at hair odango haired friend, her face was tear stained and water was still dripping from her eyes.

"What the hell do you mean there's no problem!" she shouted. "Nothing will be alright! My whole world has crashed down in a few minutes! My only family is going to die in a month and all because we don't have the damn money! These people are so selfish!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "There is a problem Meiling!"

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden outburst; they stared wide-eyed at their once cool and collected Tomoyo.

Meiling's eyes looked sympathetically at her friend. "But Tomoyo, I was reading a magazine just the other day, and there's this contest."

Tomoyo was still frowning but she was listening, "Go on."

"Billabong and Quicksilver are sponsoring it, you know them, big rich companies. And the reward is, 350,000 dollars. Why they're giving out that much beats me but it has to be able to cover the expense right?"

"All you have to do is win then," Sakura said, "And that's no problem. You're the best on the island."

Anthony was just about to say that wasn't for sure but Meiling nudged him.

"The prize is in the bag and it's only three weeks away, if you win then you can pay and your mom lives."

Tomoyo wiped the tears off her flushed face. "I guess, there's a possibility, but I'd have to train a lot."

"That's no trouble right?" Sakura asked.

"And we'll be there every step of the way," offered Anthony.

Kia made a face, Tomoyo saw this and grinned. She wrapped her arms around her, "Don't worry, I'm sure if we pay him your brother would find a way to wake you up at 5:30 am."

"That brother of yours, he'd do anything for candy," said Sakura, shaking her head.

"Lucky for us though," Meiling said.

Tomoyo sniffled again, "You guys are the best. We'll win that contest, no matter what, am I right?" Tomoyo put her hand in the center of their misshapen circle.

The others put their hands and then threw them in the air. "How about we start now?" Tomoyo said standing up.

"Can we eat first?" Meiling asked, clutching her stomach again.

Kia slapped her back, "Have a spine girl," she said.

Meiling prodded her in the rib cage. "Meiling is right, we should get a snack," Tomoyo said.

"My treat," Anthony said.

"Thanks!" The girls said together. Taking their boards they walked back to town.

From afar, standing in the shadows of the broad palm trees were three guys holding surf boards.

"Those girls were good," said one.

"Especially the one in the black, man she was hot!"

"Whoa slow down will you Jake. Man what id it with you and girls?," said another, turning to him.

The other one just shrugged

"But what happened over on shore? The one in black just crumbled."

"Who cares, but if they enter the contest, we are going to whoop their asses!"

"Unless they whoop yours first!" Two of them started laughing while the other one frowned.

"Shut up."

"But still, if they do enter the contest we better watch our backs." Then one of them turned and headed back into the shadows, the other two following.

A/N: Okay one: this is AU. So Tomoyo isn't rich okay? They're all just ordinary girls who love surfing. Oh man, this almost sounds like a soap opera but don't worry it won't be like that for long.

Don't know what a 'pipe' is?

It's a wave that's shaped into a pipe basically. It's bigger then a usual one but smaller then a tsunami. If I'm wrong sorry, but I think a pipe is supposed to be either a third or two thirds of a tsunami. Whatever. I'm not a surf addict but I have a good idea of it.

I'm using this story to get away from my others for a while although I might end up putting this on hold as well. I really hoped you liked it, so review! Review like your life depends on it! Okay, I'm really serious this time. REVIEW!!! The next chapter costs 7 reviews or more! Or 42, they're both my lucky numbers. JUST REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!