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Chapter 20: A Kiss Interrupted
Tsukushi's senses were on overload. The last thing she saw before her eyes fluttered close was Tsukasa's handsome face moving closer to hers. The frigid sea water was soaking her back, but oddly enough, she felt anything but cold. Warm tender lips descended on hers in a feathery light touch. The pounding of her heart was almost loud enough to drown out the soothing sound of the waves crashing against the sand, and the voices of Akira and Soujiro yelling out their names...
Eh?!
Tsukasa's lips had barely brushed Tsukushi's in the lightest kiss when his head snapped up at the sound of his two playboy friends calling out to them.
"Tsukushi... Tsukasa... yoo-hoo!" Akira called out in a drunken, sing-song voice.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" yelled Jiro through cupped hands.
Tsukushi's eyes flew wide open in a panicked rush. She hurriedly pushed Tsukasa off her as they both scrambled up to their feet. Thankfully, they were farther out into the water from where Akira and Jiro were staggering drunkenly, so they weren't spotted immediately.
Wringing out the saltwater that had drenched a huge part of her dress, Tsukushi started to walk towards them, with Tsukasa following at her heels.
"Hey guys!" she shouted as she waved her arms to the pair. Somewhere along the way, the two had divested themselves of the loud Hawaiian polos they were wearing previously, and now they were barechested as they ambled along the beach. The leis they were wearing around their necks earlier that evening were now fashioned into crowns of flowers that sat precariously on their heads.
"There you are! We were looking all over for you!" Akira said loudly as he saw Tsukushi approach them. Not far behind her was Tsukasa.
"Hey, no fair! You didn't tell us you were going night swimming!" Jiro whined as he took note of their wet clothes. "Why didn't you call us to join you?"
"Oh this?" Tsukushi gestured towards her wet dress. "This was a spur of the moment thing. The water looked so inviting, so Tsukasa and I just dove in, clothes and all," she lied. Then she noticed the curious looks being thrown her way by the two inebriated men. With a start, she realized that she was still wearing Tsukasa's shirt over her dress. She took it off hurriedly and handed it to Tsukasa. "Thanks for lending me your shirt," she said shyly.
"You're welcome," he replied as he took the dripping wet shirt and tried to wring excess water out of it.
"Well, um, I'll go ahead to the hotel then," she mumbled.
"Hey wait!" Soujiro protested. "I thought we were going night swimming?" Already he and Akira were unzipping their shorts. Tsukushi wasn't sure if they had anything on underneath, and she didn't want to wait around to find out, so she hurriedly turned away and started walking towards the direction of the hotel, leaving Tsukasa to deal with them. She didn't even look back when she heard him scold Akira to 'fuckin' put his shorts back on 'cause this isn't a nudist beach, damn it!'
As she got closer to her destination, she unconsciously brought a hand up to her lips as she remembered what had happened out in the water before Jiro and Akira came along. Did Tsukasa just kiss her or was that only her imagination? She stopped walking and closed her eyes for a moment as she let her fingers graze her lips lightly.
It could have just been the wind you know, she chided herself as she began to walk again. But the wind was cold, and what touched her lips that night was definitely warm, and soft, and... Oh shove it, Tsukushi! Stop acting like a schoolgirl who just received your first kiss! She shook her head, as if trying to shake off the memory of what had happened. She marched through the lobby of the hotel up to the elevator that would take her to her floor, unaware that as she did so, the sides of her mouth tilted up in the faintest hint of a smile.
They left the resort late the following afternoon after another day of relaxing in the sun. Much to her relief (or was it disappointment?), she and Tsukasa didn't have a chance to be alone with each other that day. They were always in the company of their three other band mates, so there was no repeat of the previous night's episode.
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A/N: LOL! Short but sweet (pretty much like the kiss they shared). Hey, at least I didn't leave you guys with that awful cliffhanger for so long, right? Don't worry, the next chapter's gonna be longer. It's halfway done so hopefully I can post it before the weekend. Am in a rush right now, so I'll just reply to your comments next update, 'kay?
Take care, y'all!
Chapter 20: A Kiss Interrupted
Tsukushi's senses were on overload. The last thing she saw before her eyes fluttered close was Tsukasa's handsome face moving closer to hers. The frigid sea water was soaking her back, but oddly enough, she felt anything but cold. Warm tender lips descended on hers in a feathery light touch. The pounding of her heart was almost loud enough to drown out the soothing sound of the waves crashing against the sand, and the voices of Akira and Soujiro yelling out their names...
Eh?!
Tsukasa's lips had barely brushed Tsukushi's in the lightest kiss when his head snapped up at the sound of his two playboy friends calling out to them.
"Tsukushi... Tsukasa... yoo-hoo!" Akira called out in a drunken, sing-song voice.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" yelled Jiro through cupped hands.
Tsukushi's eyes flew wide open in a panicked rush. She hurriedly pushed Tsukasa off her as they both scrambled up to their feet. Thankfully, they were farther out into the water from where Akira and Jiro were staggering drunkenly, so they weren't spotted immediately.
Wringing out the saltwater that had drenched a huge part of her dress, Tsukushi started to walk towards them, with Tsukasa following at her heels.
"Hey guys!" she shouted as she waved her arms to the pair. Somewhere along the way, the two had divested themselves of the loud Hawaiian polos they were wearing previously, and now they were barechested as they ambled along the beach. The leis they were wearing around their necks earlier that evening were now fashioned into crowns of flowers that sat precariously on their heads.
"There you are! We were looking all over for you!" Akira said loudly as he saw Tsukushi approach them. Not far behind her was Tsukasa.
"Hey, no fair! You didn't tell us you were going night swimming!" Jiro whined as he took note of their wet clothes. "Why didn't you call us to join you?"
"Oh this?" Tsukushi gestured towards her wet dress. "This was a spur of the moment thing. The water looked so inviting, so Tsukasa and I just dove in, clothes and all," she lied. Then she noticed the curious looks being thrown her way by the two inebriated men. With a start, she realized that she was still wearing Tsukasa's shirt over her dress. She took it off hurriedly and handed it to Tsukasa. "Thanks for lending me your shirt," she said shyly.
"You're welcome," he replied as he took the dripping wet shirt and tried to wring excess water out of it.
"Well, um, I'll go ahead to the hotel then," she mumbled.
"Hey wait!" Soujiro protested. "I thought we were going night swimming?" Already he and Akira were unzipping their shorts. Tsukushi wasn't sure if they had anything on underneath, and she didn't want to wait around to find out, so she hurriedly turned away and started walking towards the direction of the hotel, leaving Tsukasa to deal with them. She didn't even look back when she heard him scold Akira to 'fuckin' put his shorts back on 'cause this isn't a nudist beach, damn it!'
As she got closer to her destination, she unconsciously brought a hand up to her lips as she remembered what had happened out in the water before Jiro and Akira came along. Did Tsukasa just kiss her or was that only her imagination? She stopped walking and closed her eyes for a moment as she let her fingers graze her lips lightly.
It could have just been the wind you know, she chided herself as she began to walk again. But the wind was cold, and what touched her lips that night was definitely warm, and soft, and... Oh shove it, Tsukushi! Stop acting like a schoolgirl who just received your first kiss! She shook her head, as if trying to shake off the memory of what had happened. She marched through the lobby of the hotel up to the elevator that would take her to her floor, unaware that as she did so, the sides of her mouth tilted up in the faintest hint of a smile.
They left the resort late the following afternoon after another day of relaxing in the sun. Much to her relief (or was it disappointment?), she and Tsukasa didn't have a chance to be alone with each other that day. They were always in the company of their three other band mates, so there was no repeat of the previous night's episode.
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A/N: LOL! Short but sweet (pretty much like the kiss they shared). Hey, at least I didn't leave you guys with that awful cliffhanger for so long, right? Don't worry, the next chapter's gonna be longer. It's halfway done so hopefully I can post it before the weekend. Am in a rush right now, so I'll just reply to your comments next update, 'kay?
Take care, y'all!