I shot up out of my dozed state, rubbing sleep out of my eyes. After my little nap and our pillow fight, I felt really refreshed, like I was finally ready for a two week vacation starting now. I hopped out of the king-sized bed and shook Nagi awake. "Help me pick up these pillows." I ordered and he started drowsily grabbing at the floor for anything that felt like a cushion.
"How long were we asleep?" he yawned, arranging the pillows on the loveseat.
"I think just a couple of hours," I yawned back. "It looks like afternoon." I said based on where the sun was outside and the fact that the pool was filled with a gazillion tourists.
"Do you want to go swimming?" he suggested and I nodded in reply. May as well spend vacation doing vacation-like activities, right?
I unzipped my suitcase and started rifling through it until my hands brushed across something that felt like a bathing suit. I pulled my orange and gray striped bikini and ran to the bathroom.
"Nagihiko, if you attempt to even wiggle the doorknob, I will sever your head." I shouted through the crack between the bathroom door and the wall and I swear I heard him nod. I quickly slipped into my bikini and pulled my wild mane up into a high pony tail. I threw a baggy t-shirt over myself and opened the bathroom door.
The surprisingly cool room sent goose bumps crawling up my arms and legs. Although that wasn't the only things that gave me goose bumps. It also could've been that Nagihiko was lounging on the loveseat, watching TV, waiting for me, completely shirtless and with nothing on but his swim trunks.
"Umm," I muttered, not knowing what else to say.
"Ready?" He asked and his question took several minutes to reach my brain.
"Yeah…" I spoke quietly, my golden eyes combing over Nagihiko's porcelain skin. His arms were surprisingly toned for someone who wasn't an active athlete. I could've swore that I saw his lips move, but I didn't hear anything come out of his mouth. "What'd you say?" I stuttered, ripping my vision away from him.
"Let's go," He got up off the couch and walked to the door, leaving me dazed.
"Yeah, ok." I said then followed him out the door and to the pool.
The pool was much more appealing when it was three feet away from it than it was from the eighteenth floor through a tinted window. The afternoon sun made the clear light blue water glisten and look unbelievably refreshing. The palm trees surrounding the massive pool provided the right kind of shade so that it wasn't sweltering.
However, all of the chairs that were in the shade were taken, so I was stuck with a beach chair that I could've fried an egg on. I tossed my towel on it, hoping it would help. I still winced as I lay back on the chair. I ripped off the baggy shirt that I had on, slid my sunglasses over the bridge of my nose, and pulled out a magazine to read.
"You're not going swimming?" Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nagihiko raise an eyebrow at me. I shook my head and he rolled his eyes at me in reply then ran off to the nearest diving board.
As soon as Nagihiko pranced off to go swim, I started reading. I wasn't big on tabloid magazines, but the one I had was my absolute favorite, and for the sole reason that the entire thing was made up lies. I loved to see how creative they could get in making fun of Japanese celebrities. I had been giggling to myself for about ten minutes when something or somebody had suddenly blocked out my reading light. "I don't want to swim right now, Nagihiko." I grumbled, hoping that he would go away. "Urgh, fine I'll go swimming with you." I hissed and threw down my magazine. My eyes wandered up the body of someone who was not Nagihiko.
"Umm," I stuttered, looking around to see if anyone was looking for someone. "Can I help you?" I asked, and looked up to see who it was.
His dark green eyes were breathtaking and they went perfectly with his olive skin tone. He had disheveled black hair that stuck out every which way and fell right above his eyes.
"Hi," he waved awkwardly. "Sorry I'm not Nagi-whoever, but I just saw your magazine and wondered if you were from Japan." His green eyes darted around as he spoke. My ears caught on that he had the most perfect voice, not as perfect as you-know-who's, but it was pretty darn close.
I looked down at my magazine, the cover was in Japanese, but was it really that noticeable? "Yeah, I am from Japan, I'm just here on vacation." I confirmed and picked up my magazine so I could continue reading after the attractive stranger left.
Except he didn't leave.
He plopped himself down in the chair next to mine and continued to stare at me. "Can I help you?" I asked again, this time a bit of an edge to my voice.
"It's just so cool, that you're from Japan. What's it like there?" he gushed, completely ignoring my question.
"Well," I sat up, trying to think of words to describe Japan to someone who had never been there before. "There's a lot of trains, and buildings, and cherry trees and pretty much everyone there speaks Japanese. It's also humid, like here." The stranger seemed to be entranced with my words, as if my crappy description of Japan was actually enough to satisfy him.
"I've always wanted to go there,"
"Yeah, and I've always wanted to come to Florida but you don't see me talking to random people about it." I pointed out coldly and the stranger looked taken aback.
"Well, if it helps, my name is Zach. You know, that way I'm not a stranger anymore." Zach introduced himself and grinned softly.
"Hi Zach, my name is Rima. Can you please go away?" I introduced myself then immediately demanded that Zach leave politely.
Again Zach looked taken aback. As if asking him to leave politely was actually offensive. It's not like I asked to be bothered by a complete stranger.
Zach opened his mouth and began babbling again about how much he wanted to see Japan and his life plans of doing so. I only heard about every fifth word, I was too busy paying attention to the purple-haired wonder who was doggy paddling in the big pool. For a split second, he was kind of cute in doing so.
Then he bumped into a skinny tan girl who was wearing a neon pink bikini. He looked flustered and started waving his hands back and forth which looked like he was apologizing. The girl had a taut look on her face, her mouth was in knot and her eyebrows were drawn together.
The girl suddenly gestured to Nagihiko's hair then he made that face he usually made when he was arguing with me.
This time I was the one with a tight face, I forced my eyebrows together focusing my stare on the two. She, whoever she was, had absolutely no right in intruding on Nagihiko.
I got up out of my chair, completely ignoring Zach as he babbled on and walked over to the edge of the pool. I sat at the edge and dipped my legs in, it was incredibly refreshing.
"Nagihiko," I called and he came paddling over.
"Yes, dear princess." He said smoothly but sarcastically.
"I want to go back in the hotel," I ordered calmly and Nagihiko pulled himself out of the cool blue water and said farewell to the girl who squeaked "Goodbye," back at him.
"You okay?" he asked me as he toweled his hair off.
"Yeah, I'm fine, it's just there's a guy at my chair who won't shut about wanting to go to Japan and I'm afraid if I stay out here any longer, I will get sunburned." I explained and Nagi simply nodded along. I gathered my things at my chair as quietly as I could be without disturbing Zach who was still rambling.
"So," I began as we strolled through the hotel halls. "Who was that girl?" I asked subtly, trying not to sound too pushy.
"Just some girl I bumped into in the pool," he shrugged in reply.
"Ok,"
"Who was that guy you were talking to?" He asked.
"I told you, he just wanted to know about stuff in Japan, he wouldn't shut up." I snorted, expecting Nagihiko to lash out in crazy accusations.
"Ok," he replied and we walked the rest of the way to our hotel room in silence.
When we walked in the room, the air was cool due to the air conditioner and there was a note lying right inside our door.
"What's that?" I gestured to the neatly folded piece of paper.
"Dunno," he said as he picked it up and carefully unfolded the piece of paper and began reading. "Rima and Nagihiko, please come to the lobby tonight to discuss plans for tomorrow. Utau."
"Okay," I shrugged as I plopped down on the loveseat and turned on the television.
"I'm going to go shower," I heard Nagihiko shout as he slammed the bathroom door shut.
"Okie doke," I muttered to myself then got off of the couch to change out of my bikini.
As it turns out, my fair skin cannot stand sun for more than twenty minutes. Several patches of bright red showed up on my neck when I changed. "Darnit," I cursed, now I was going to have to find someplace to get Aloe. I changed into a light t-shirt and shorts so I wouldn't aggravate my sunburn.
Until the time we were supposed to go downstairs to see Utau and listen to her ramble on about tomorrow, I was going to relax on the couch and try to ignore the ebbing pain of my sunburn.
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