Beach Vacation.
It was the first day of summer and Midnight planned out a trip to the beach. It didn't take much convincing, since it was hot even before the school went on break. You were sweating through your clothes. She suggested it when you had complained about the heat, inviting the boys to go with. Specifically, she invited Mic to get Aizawa to come.
"So you can spend time with him before the boot camp." Since it was a fun idea, you decided to let her wingman tendencies slide. You two were the first to make it there, so you chose a spot near the water to set your things. She revealed her bathing suit under her clothes; an impossibly strappy bikini that looped around in an intricate and sexy design.
"You really like that kind of thing, huh?"
"Of course. It's not just for popularity." She winked and the both of you heard a loud voice call out.
"HEEYYYY!" Mic had made it and was waving as he came closer.
"Mic! Nice job with the luggage." Kayama was referring to Aizawa, who was literally being dragged along. You looked up just as you finished placing the umbrella into the sand.
"You guys made it." Looking from Mic to Aizawa, you doubled over in laughter. His own capture weapon was looped around his body, Mic pulling him along like a leashed dog. The face he was making was the epitome of unhappiness. "Did you come here like that?" Imagining him being led around on the train popped up in your head. You leaned against Kayama for support, ignoring his death glare. "Look at him, Kaya." Pressing your face into her arm, you laughed even harder.
Once you calmed down everyone took inventory of the things they brought. Besides Aizawa, Mic had an old school boombox and plenty of diskettes for music. You and Midnight made sure to bring water, and as a surprise you had a small watermelon sitting in a chest for later.
"Are we ready to have some fun?" Kayama motioned for you to get changed. You already had on your swimsuit, taking off your shorts and top so they wouldn't get wet. In contrast with the spindly bikini, you stuck with a simple one piece. You looked to Mic who was confident as ever in a shocking speedo, and Aizawa who hadn't changed at all, still sporting his black jumpsuit.
"You aren't swimming?" He had claimed all the towels, wrapping them around himself like a cocoon.
"No."
You shrugged. Safely tucking all electronics away in a cooler compartment, the three of you splashed merrily into the water, leaving Aizawa there to guard the belongings.
After some time Kayama hung on your shoulders, keeping herself from floating off.
"I have an idea." She whispered into your ear with a wicked plan in mind, voice quiet even with the target was much to far away to hear. You gasped at her plan.
"No, that's too mean!" She grinned, eyes pleading for you to change your mind. You grinned back at her.
"Let's do it." The two of you swam back to where Aizawa was sitting. Mic was building a huge tower of sand not too far away.
"Are you sure you don't want to come in?" Kayama was trying her best to invite him politely, but he wasn't having it. "Suit yourself." You stood up, thigh deep in the water. Taking a deep breath you brought your hands back to give yourself the most leverage possible.
[eject]
It was perfect timing on your part, the tide coming in so you had more water to push forward. He never saw it coming. A large volume of salty liquid hit him dead in the face, drenching him completely. The instant he knew it was your doing you were met with an intense glare. You instinctively took a step back in the water, not sure if he would come in after you. Everyone's stuff had gotten wet, but it was worth it. You could hear peals of laughter from the other two, Mic's booming voice knocking over his own sand sculpture before trying in vain to salvage it.
With all his commotion nobody noticed Aizawa discarding his now soaked jumpsuit and heading straight for you. With a glance away from Mic and his castle, you yelped when you saw him not two feet away. Your hands instantly went back into the water so you could stop his advance with another splash, but his eyes were already flashing with that tell-tale tinge of red. Backing up half way into the ocean wasn't the fastest thing to do, and you had nowhere to run. His body dipped down as he hoisted you on his shoulder, arm curling around your legs securely so you couldn't get away.
"Help!" He kept trudging toward deeper waters and you could only look at midnight and Mic's shocked faces. Aizawa shifted his hands to your hips and threw you as far as he could. [splash]
Your head popped up a few seconds later. You were sure you could see a satisfied grin on his face.
xXx
With the towels and clothes set out to dry everyone took a break. Mic had picked out some American music to play in the background, and you pulled out the watermelon for everyone.
"So you were prepared for the beach after all." Aizawa was lazing about again, this time dressed in a long pair of swimming trunks he had obviously been wearing under his clothes. He didn't answer your comment. Soon Mic convinced Aizawa to help him with his sand work. Midnight wanted to go back into the water, but you decided to stay and take a nap. You drifted off quickly in the warm sun.
"Hey, hey!" Mic shook you awake, grinning like a fool. Aizawa's head was sticking out from the sand, his body completely buried. He was also asleep, apparently content. A laugh escaped you.
"M-Mic... he's going to be so mad." You scooted over to get a better look. Your face stared at his expectantly. With the feeling of two sets of eyes on him, he woke up. His face darkened when he realized what happened. Kayama came back from her swimming.
"What are you doing? The tide is coming in soon." You and Mic jumped. The tide! Scrambling to get Aizawa unburied, you thought it would be nice to come back again with everyone.
Beach Vacation end.
