To The Beach! – Chapter Six

Disclaimer: If I owned APH, I'd probably turn it into a pure yaoi show. And tell all the fangirls out there that Ivan, Yao, Im Yong Soo, Ludwig and Gilbert are mine for keeps.

To: Vash-kun, Feliks and Yu-chan. :3

Note: I don't know what came over me before I wrote this…
I just felt like writing about the Yao and company going to the beach. xD

= Let The RoChu Begin! =

"So! What do you say we do later? I have nothing to do, and Matt doesn't want to play games."

Alfred stood up, stretched and made a pouty face, trying to think about anything to do after the long and boring World Meeting.
Yao looked up from studying the table.

"We could go to the beach, aru."
"Yao, dude, that's a good idea!"
"Does that mean you'll be wearing-LDKGHLSHDG!"

Im Yong Soo got his words bleeped by the giant Russian again, and the suffocating Korean was thrown out of the building.
Ivan dusted his hands off, and pulled off his coat and scarf.

"Don't you teach your siblings manners, and not to talk about things in public?"

He sounded like he was teasing again, so Yao didn't pay any attention to him.

"So, the beach it is!"
"We have to get dressed to go to the beach first, idiot."
"Who's the idiot, Yao, dude? I knew that!"

Alfred grinned, patted Yao on the back and ran off to get dressed.

-Change Of Scenery?-

When Yao arrived at the beach, Gilbert and Francis were already bickering about who was hotter.
Ivan had been terrorizing a few younger kids, but as soon as he saw Yao, he ran toward him and hugged said Chinese so cutely the kids decided to forgive him.

"You need to spend more time in the sun, da~!"

Grinning, said albino looked Yao up and down, and nodded.

"Let's go swimming!"
"Sure, aru. Let me just put away my towel, aru."

Yao tossed his towel in Alfred's direction, and he caught it.
Ivan grinned when they reached the line of broken shells, and, picking Yao up, carried him into the clear waters.
A squeal erupted from Yao when a wave washed over them, drenching them.

"Is my little sunflower scared of the water~?"

Ivan giggled and splashed Yao playfully.
He returned the many showers of water, and swam away into deeper water.
Yao was trying to float on his back, but failed, and settled for borrowing Sealand's 'floater-thing desu yo'.
The sun was making him sleepy, and he was watching Feliciano arguing with Ludwig about where to put the shells on the sandcastle, Alfred being chased by Arthur, the ever-pervy Francis stalking a girl and Ivan terrorizing (this time) Peter.

I'm glad, so glad to be alive.

A lazy smile drifted onto his face, and he closed his eyes fully, only to be dunked into the water rather roughly, by Ivan.
Said albino was grinning deviously at him, and hugged him again.
Yao scowled.

"Let go, aru."
"Why~? I just wanted to hug you, da~!"
"Oh, fine, aru. I suppose you also want me to say 'oh, Ivan, I love you so much~,' aru?"
"You're smart, da!"

Yao rolled his eyes and reached up to kiss Ivan.

"I love you, Ivan, aru."
"I love you too, my sunflower!"

Im Yong Soo appeared behind Yao, and put his arms around his aniki, glaring at Ivan all the while.
The familiar purple haze appeared around Ivan as he smiled wolfishly at Yong Soo.

"It seems I have a rival for Yao's love, da! Well, we shall see who will win him, da?"

Yao was scared for his younger brother's life, health and good looks, but blinked in surprise when Ivan didn't break his neck right then.

"I don't want aniki's love in that sort of way, da zee~. I just want him to admit I own his chest, then I'll let go, da zee."
"Oh? Then admit, Yao."

The haze disappeared, and Ivan returned to his overgrown puppy-like self.
Pouting, Yao folded his arms and groaned before shaking his head and muttering that 'Yong Soo owned his chest, aru'.

"I want you to say it louder, da zee!"

Yong Soo pouted like the baby he was and poked Yao's cheek.

"Fine, fine, aru! Yong Soo owns my chest, aru."

Said Korean let go of his aniki, giggling at his success, and Ivan hugged Yao again.

"I might have to kill him, da~."