*NOTE* I do not own Magic Knights Rayearth, If did I would not be writing fanfiction about it. *
*NOTE* This is my first fanfic for Magic Knights so please be nice.*
The sun beat down on the hot soil. It strived for the thirst of ran. Umi laid on the ground letting the raise touch her body. Her swim suit reflected the sun's raise. Her blue hair sparkled in the light. She was truly a vision as she lay on the ground. The grass pricked at her body. It was dry and brittle.
Suddenly the sun darkened. Clouds covered the sky in a shroud of grey. Umi looked at the sky with wonder. There seemed to be no evil in the air. Umi laughed as she realized how paranoid she was about forming rain clouds of doom. Raindrops fell from the sky onto her bare stomach. Her skin tightened as it felt the cool rain drop. Many tingles scattered all over her body as each drop of water fell onto her body. She arched her back catching more raindrops from hitting the ground. Soon the pitter patter of rain was seeping into the ground. Umi stood up and raised her hands to the sky. Her body embraced the falling drops of water.
The rain started pouring down from the sky. Her hair laid flat against her body. Rejuvenated grass tangles mischievously with her toys. The soft mud underneath massaged Umi's feet. Umi started to circle her body around, letting her hair glitter with raindrops and dance around her body. Umi stopped for a moment and put her arms behind her back. She slid her delicate fingers up her back and pulled the string from her bikini top. Her breast fell free of their captivity. Exhilarating pleasure rushed through her body as drops of water intimately touched her chest. Her skin curled in delight.
Once again she twirled around catching the raindrops as they fell. She kicked up her leg in a pirouette, and then brought her arms to the sky for balance. She leaped to freshly made puddles, like a water fairy in a spring rain. The puddles sparkled as they rose to her thighs. Desire filled her soul, and then mischief entered too.
Umi stopped her magical dance. She tangled her fingers in the bikini's strings. Soon the bottom part of the bikini trickled to the ground. Magically, Umi was free. She was free from the bindings of cloths. She was free from the restrictions of people. She was free from anyone stopping her. The rain pattered softly of her body. She was enthralled with its patterns. Each rain drop heightened her senses high and higher. Her heart pounded against her chest. Once again she created her dance of ballet moves. Although most of them resembled moves in a fencing duel, she was graceful in her poetry.
Umi was safe from any wondering eyes. Or was she? Two green eyes watched the artistic demonstration of poetry in motion. His face turn red, poor Ascot was nice to help Umi out of the rain. He never thought he was going to whiteness this.