Yaaay~ sorry for the delay! BUT ITS HERE NOW MUHAHAHA

Again I wanna thank my reviewers for being so awesome ^ ^ Specially xXCoco-HimeXx, SleepyShuffle and Somniyo (who let me use her OC, Miya in this chapter, she may or may not have a big role in this story. It depends how the story goes ¬ ¬;)

"I'm not going."

The semi angered brunette slammed the living room door behind him; standing arms folded wearing his usual morning attire. A plain baggy white shirt and red shorts. Also from the looks of it, a yellow comb seemed to be stuck tight at the right side of his unrecognizable hair.

There were at least three of them who actually interpreted this declaration but continued to gather their beach equipment.

Only Yukimura displayed such a displeased expression "Ehh? Why not Mitsunarin?"

"WOULD YOU STOP CALLING ME THAT YUKIMURA?!" Mitsunari actually threw the comb at Yukimura's forehead.

"Why do you have to be so loud." Masamune rolled his eye, surprisingly Kanetsugu nodded in agreement "Yuh. Especially since it's his job." he snickered pointing back at Masamune, oblivious to his death glare.

Keiji, being in a tormenting mood, teasingly suggested "Are you afraid that there's a possibility of human sized jellyfish patrolling in the ocean?"

"THEY CAN CHANGE SIZE?!" Kanetsugu nearly screamed feeling the fear trying to take over from his usual calmness.

"Keiji, that is the dumbest thing I've heard you spout today. Heck, it's not even the afternoon yet." He said considering he just woke up about ten minutes ago. Just then Kanetsugu decided to calm down. "Right...dumb..."

"Then why don't you wanna come to the beach?" Keiji continued to press on. He's not going to stop until he gets an exceptional answer. "Look, I don't have to explain myself to you. Quit being annoying and go do something constructive." Chided Mitsunari.

Keiji pouted "Ah c'mon Mitsundere! Quit being so cold!" that fake pleading coming from him caused the auburn to visualize himself gauging Keiji's eyeballs out with his bare hands.

He could do it now if he wanted to.

"There's gotta be a real reason for it! Are you allergic to sea water?" the blond clicked his fingers hopefully, but the auburn stoically answered "No."

"Allergic to Jellyfish?"

"Shut up." Mitsunari grew impatient.

"...Allergic to people?"

"I DON'T HAVE ALLERGIES!"

A smirk came to Yukimura's lips, yet a vibe coming from him was not really out of mischievousness or even lust, but more of disbelief. "That's hilarious considering he's allergic to freaking chores." Yukimura murmured softly, shoving his goggles into his bag.

Kanetsugu at the time was too busy watching Masamune suspiciously having a staring contest with the sun lotion, he first thought of the possibility of Masamune not being able to read. But he's a child prodigy so that can't be it. "Something wrong Masamune?" Asked the polite Kanetsugu, who suddenly smirked at another possibility "Don't tell me you've got the shits again."

"You wish butthead!" Masamune scowled with a blush forming "I just so happen to decide not to go either!"

Yukimura wilted a little "You too Masamue-San? But you said you wante-"

"I said the summerhouse was near the beach. Listen next time."

"But you want to right?" chortled Sakon whilst messing up Masamune's front bangs. "No! I don't!" Masamune continued to stubbornly rebel. Sakon's gaze lingered towards the younger male's bag and swiped Masamune's swimwear before he could even get a chance to blink "Hohooo then why'd you bring you trunks Masa-Chan?"

Masamune simply huffed as it were nothing and adjusted his bangs "...A-As Natural born leader I have to think of others before myself." He stated in matter-of-factly hiding a stealth 'unfortunately' in the sentence "Ya'll could drown or something!"

"Riiiiight."

"Drowning...drowning...Aha! I got it!" Yukimura eyes grew big from the huge light bulb sprouting in his brain. As a cheerful cat like smile appeared onto his lips, he pointed victoriously to his girlfriend and asked "Mitsunari-Chan! You don't wanna go because...you can't swim right?"

Everybody was staring at Mitsunari at that point, not sure whether to laugh or to pretend to be ignorant for Mitsunari's sake. "Eeep...!" Mitsunari could feel his voice box increasing by at least two octaves once he felt his embarrassment erupt inside "N...No...I uh...!" So, pursing his lips, he punched Yukimura across the room and dashed off. "YOU'RE WROOOONG!"

Keiji momentarily gasped at the speed his eyes could not believe "Whoa. With that kind of speed he could run on water!"

One hour had passed and they finally made it to the beach. They would've been here earlier if it wasn't for the pretty Mitsunari trying out which hairstyle would suit him for the beach which caused Masamune to grumble at how stupid he was being since it's gonna look the same. Wet and clingy.

Keiji was the first to charge out from the changing rooms, clutching onto his prized melon as it were his own child. "BEEEEACH~!" he was sent out first for a reason, Keiji could easily find a good spot for them and if anybody tried to take it away...well you really don't want to get on his bad side.

"Damn it Keiji! Don't go too far!" Masamune called out to the blonde even though he was out of earshot. Although being fairly eager to jump into ocean he dug into his bag and pulled out a huge rubber shark with ease "How did you even fit that in?!" Kanetsugu nearly tripped over his own feet seeing the size of that toy. And so close to his face too.

Sakon and Yukimura were third to step out. Being someone who loves to touch, Yukimura was already sitting on the ground preoccupied with the sand.

Meanwhile Sakon was just absorbing the scene before him. Having the sea air catching his nostrils, feeling the rough texture on their feet, babes everywhere he looked, he should thank Masamune for this fortunate invite. Someday. Whenever he could be bothered. "You know something about this beach brings back memories..."

"Yeah I totally know what you mean! When I was little I'd used to eat the sand all the time!" Yukimura randomly confessed, examining the pile of sand he just picked up.

Sakon nodded in agreement, stopped himself to think why, and then quickly glared at Yukimura as if he were insane. "Also sometimes, I'd bring food colouring to see if the taste would be different! Like red for strawberry!"

"I see..."

Yukimura awkwardly smiled and rubbed the back of his head "Yeeahh, kids do the darndest things don't they?"

"Yes indeed Yuki. But you do realise...that's not normal...right?" it was fairly amusing to see Yukimura's colours fade into white "Ehhh? ...You mean it's not?"

"Why are you not dead?"

Yukimura was about to reply but a terrified "KYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" coming back from the changing rooms caught his attention, and everyone else near. With no time to waste Yukimura scrambled back to his feet and took off with Sakon close behind.

Boom. That was the sound of the door hitting the wall "What's the matter, Mitsu-" he would've finished if a bucket wasn't thrown to his head by his naked red faced girlfriend "WHY CAN'T YOU KNOCK FIRST?!" he roared incredibly

Sakon just watched the sight bearing a huge amused smile "So princess, what seems to be the trouble?" he asked in a tone that was meant to tease with. Mitsunari, now wearing a towel long enough to cover his chest, couldn't care about that right now "M-MY SHORTS ARE MISSING!" clearly he was freaking out "Some stupid son of a bitch stole ma shorts!"

"Oh that? Heheheheh..."

Mitsunari glared at who he'd though was the main culprit "...Sakonnnnn..."

"Well, walking around town the other day, Sakon-San and I found a perfect swimsuit for you Mitsunari-Chan!" Yukimura didn't realize his words could cause Mitsunari to blush again; his kind gesture could always bring a smile to Mitsunari's face. Even if it was a small one

"Geez, I don't need a new one Yukimura...but thanks any-WHAAAHH?" he opened his eyes to the monstrosity Sakon was holding.

A cute bright orange one-piece with frills long enough to cover and white polka dots on one side.

"SHIMA-SAN. YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS." He wanted to say but was too overwhelmed by the sight.

"It was a special offer we just couldn't refuse."

"And we even one with frills so you don't feel self conscious about down there!" Yukimura cheered on as he pointed to the frills. His eyes turned into two long black lines staring questionably at Mitsunari's face fading into blue "...ISN'T THAT FIT FOR A LITTLE GIRL?!"

"I wasn't sure to go with the pink or the orange...maybe I'll send it back"

"YEAH AND GIVE BACK MY FUCKING SHORTS WHILE YOU'RE AT IT!"

Instantly Sakon held Mitsunari's swim shorts above an already ignited cigarette lighter.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

Kanetsugu fell back on his butt and scooted back on the sand using his hands "NOOO! DON'T TOUCH ME WITH THAT!" he screamed mercifully at the troublemaking blonde creeping up with seaweed in his hair placed in way to seem like he was a murderer. "Come baaaack~ don't you wanna plaaaay?"

"Stop trying to rape me Keiji!"

"Nyaaa your virginity will be mine!"

"Quit fooling around and get back over here!" Masamune yelled at the grown men as a warning, and then he sighed into his hand. "Why does it feel like I'm the freaking babysitter...?"

"Yo! Masamune!" Sakon walked up behind him, acting as casual as possible.

"What took you so long?" Masamune huffed at his lateness and squeezed the shark toy's tail "You missed me beating the crap out of Keiji with this baby." He pointed to the man covered with seaweed baring a huge bump on the back of his head.

"I see. So we gonna smash this watermelon or not?" Asked Sakon tapping it a little with his foot.

"Sure but, where's Yukimura and Mitsunari? Are they-" Masamune abruptly cut himself off now with his face turning a tomato red. Sakon couldn't help but laugh at his prediction "No no. It's not that Masamune...ah here they come now~!"

If Masamune had a drink, he'd definitely spray it all over Sakon. Not even Keiji or Kanetsugu could believe what they were seeing. The lovely couple walking hand in hand smiling lovingly in to the other's eyes.

Well at least Yukimura was.

Mitsunari filled out in the swimsuit quite well. Those curvy curves and those amazing legs, he had a body of a model. It was no thanks to Sakon, blackmailing him for his shorts and all. But he'll get him back. Eventually.

"Jesus Christ! Mitsunari...!" Masamune felt his jaw unhinge. This was quite a sight. A HILARIOUS one at that. "I can't believe I'm saying this...but you're hot!" Keiji and Kanetsugu nodded to agree, so fast their heads could fall off.

Mitsunari pouted "There is no way that I'm taking that as a compliment-"

"PFFF I LIED GENIUS! HAHAWWW!"

"YOU BASTARRRD!"

Luckily for him Mitsunari was just too tired to even make a fuss over him. He stayed under the shade, snuggling with Yukimura.

And after loads of time wasted Keiji finally got to do what he really wanted. To smash that watermelon to smithereens. This time he actually remembered to put his blindfold on, yet his swings were powerful enough to actually kill someone.

Hence Masamune and Kanetsugu running away out of his reach, flapping their arms like distressed turkeys.

Of course Sakon was just too cool to get involved; he needed to stay alive for the ladies. But then again, a few cuts and bruises might attract some...yeah...chicks can dig a guy with scars right?

Whist deep in thought, Sakon barely even noticed his youngest Kohai run up to him for safety, also oblivious to the fact that he wanted to use him for a human shield "Hah...hahh that...Keiji is ah...huhh monster...!" Masamune managed to wheeze out his words and eventually grab Sakon's attention

Keiji was actually no were near the freaking watermelon, it's as if he just wanted to cause Kanetsugu pain. Despite hearing his remorseful cries, the pumped up blonde was more ready to make some serious mincemeat out of Kanetsugu.

Sakon just laughed as if it were normal "You know...maybe next time, I'll bring my machete." He thought to himself and cupped his chin.

"YOU SERIOUS?" Masamune could faintly imagine the brute slicing and stabbing the melon growling hungrily for more. "Hold on, why does he have one to begin with?"

"Naww. If I were serious I'd bring a shotg-!" his sentence was cut short due to the incoming object, the same metal bat from before, slammed right into his left cheek

A stray tear seeped out his eye as he held his poor jaw, hoping it wasn't actually broken "K-Keiji you bastaaaaard..." blindfolded or not, Sakon was willing to destroy the blond using nothing but his bare hands.

Catching the bat into his hands, Masamune's mouth formed a smirk "Keiji your aim if ridiculous! Step aside and see how a real man does it!" he started to boast feeling abnormally confident in his so called 'strength'

Furthermore he wanted Kanetsugu to quietly observe, he could picture himself standing on his head laughing at how weak Kanetsugu was comparing to himself.

Unfortunately he didn't see him at all, that is until he heard his voice yelling quite far away behind him "I'll be over here just in case!"

Three red pulse marks appeared on his forehead; that felt like an downright insult to him. Just what was his motive anyway? Embarrass him every day of his life? First the diarrhea incident, now this?

"GRRRRR DROP DEAD KANETSUGU!" he spun his arms around in frustration. God damn. Anyway, it slipped out of his grip and landed straight on Kanetsugu's forehead. KAGAHHHHH!" soon enough he felt his body fall back into the direction he was attacked with

Funnily enough he managed to fall face first into the...sand "Ahhh ah..." but the rough sand was actually softer than he imagined. Incredibly soft in fact, he'd never experienced such smoothness in his life. And warm too. The scent also was driving him insane.

"Um...?"

"Hmm...UHNNN?" his metallic grey orbs locked into eyes as mellow as the afternoon sunset then down to the mounds. He did this a couple of times before his brain actually caught up with his mo—uh hands. "...WHOAA...!" he rose to his feet and held his hands up as if he were caught by the police.

Though it was worse than he imagined since it was Masamune equipped with a dark aura lurking above his head, tightening his striking hand "You..."

"Ahaha, sorry 'bout that! I wasn't payin' attention!" she rubbed the back of her head and stuck her tongue out. Once she fully got up, with the kindness of Kanetsugu pulling her, she revealed to have long violet hair, just up to the top of her thighs. It was wild and in a wind kept style.

"N-No its fine! I...s-should be the one apologizing!" Kanetsugu was eagerly looking her down despite her small stature. On the other hand Masamune was mad as hell, yet glad that there's someone shorter than him.

She also seemed quite oblivious to Kanetsugu's actions. "Oh my gosh, are you okay...? Your forehead is bright red." She moved in close to take a closer look at the redness, her front tied bikini barely secured those breasts in and her tight jean shorts button just refused to keep it intact. Luckily her graceful curves held it in place.

Both men couldn't believe someone so small could develop such big assets. "Hehe, its fine. Don't worry Ma'am." Kanetsugu tried to hide his lecherous grin just like Masamune tried to stop himself from smacking him into the sky.

"Don't lie to me young man. Now, would you like me to kiss it better?" she said giving a flirtatious wink.

"YES! A KISS WOULD BE-PFHHH!" Kanetsugu got a uppercut to his cheek

"Ouch...damn it Masamune! What'd you do that for?" he finally snapped, trying to bear the stinging. The younger male scoffed in disgust and folded his arms, almost hinting a little jealousy "Well somebody had to keep you in line."

Kanetsugu lowered his eyelids "What are you trying to say...?"

"You know exactly what I mean Naoe." Scolded the one eyed boy.

"...Cute."

"Huh?" the two men turned to her now giggling, neither not exactly sure why "I can see how close you two are. To be honest, you'd make an adorable couple!"

"C...Co...COUPLE?" Masamune's whole body had formed a rose colour "WHAT ARE YOU NUTS?"

Only Kanetsugu's cheeks were infected with the blushing disease "I wouldn't want to engage any unnecessary activities with this brat!"

"WHAT'D YOU CALL ME?"

"See? You too are inseparable." The tiny female remarked and observed their dumbfounded expressions

"Yeah right missy! We're not friends at all! In fact no! Not even that! We're bitter rivals!" Masamune pointed the accusing finger to Kanetsugu, who was not impressed. At all.

"...I wouldn't go that far Masamune."

"E-Eh? Then what are we...?"

"I thought we were just... good friends..." Kanetsugu seemed generally upset at his opinion.

"Huh...?" Masamune's blush wasn't as severe as earlier, just now two light pink circles. "...w...well...umm."

"...sss! ...Boss!" the female immediately responded to the one calling her 'boss' with a smirk almost as great as Sakon's. It was a life guard waving towards them, he seemed no taller than Kanetsugu himself and also had his black hair tied up in a high pony. But the style of it appeared to be a lot spikier "Geez, you can't just leave me like that, Boss!" he complained and puffed his cheeks.

"Ahaha sorry sorry, I was just talking to this cute couple over here."

"WE'RE NOT A COUPLE!" the other two claimed their defence.

"Ah! It's Tuonela-San! Muu-Chan too!" again they all turned to the voice, Masamune nearly snorted at Yukimura almost tripping over his own feet.

"Oh. Yo! We meet again Yukichi!" the male either referred to any of the names greeted Yukimura with a genuine smile. "Are these your friends?"

"Yes! They are hehe!"

Kanetsugu raised an eyebrow, putting emphasis to the two names. "...'Muu-Chan'...'Yukichi'?"

The shortest teen's golden orbs grew big out of realisation "Oh hey there...you're the cute pervert right?"

Kanetsugu and Masamune didn't even need to ask about that, somehow they knew exactly what Yukimura did to her. And it was wise not to even mention it. Especially to Mitsunari.

"Wh-Whaaat? My name is Yukimura! T-Tell her Muu-Chan!" Yukimura tried to get him on his side by adorably wailing. It failed since he was already admiring his handsomeness in a mirror.

The girl found his actions hilarious considering she was blatantly teasing him "Ahh right 'Yukimura'! That's a cute name too."

"Really?"

"Yuh! And ya have cute chubby cheeks~ I just wanna squeeze them!"

No sooner Mitsunari jumped in between the two and pushed them apart. "Excuse me." Mitsunari calmly said as a warning and startled poor Yukimura at his sudden appearance. His 'Yukimura's possibly flirting' radar was off the chart and it was impossible for him to simply ignore it.

"Oh sorry am I in your way?" She questioned

"Yes, in the way of my boyfriend." He confirmed growling the last word out. Of course she knew about it, now it was just a matter of time before she suddenly goes into teasing mode, level two. "Oh...OHHH! So you're the Mitsunari person Yuki-Kun was telling us about!" she clasped her hands into Mitsunari's feigning the most innocent look ever pulled

Mitsunari was instantly flustered "...H-He was?"

"Uh huh! He was right about you being extremely beautiful..." she narrowed her eyes to examine every inch of his body, but became to a halt at his chest. The urge not the touch it was slipping away "But you're very flat aren't you?"

Cue hidden laughter from everyone.

"I'M A MAN!" he brushed her hand away before it even made contact. Not even Yukimura's touched him there.

"A cross dresser?" she quipped as it was the first thing to pop into her mind.

"IT WAS FORCE!"

"Suuuure it was."

"Oh hello." Sakon the predator had found some prey at last. Mind you, the young lady had also been thinking about this. To all of them "Who do we have here?"

"WHOA. SMALL LADY WITH BIG BOOBS! AWESOME!" Keiji randomly popped out from behind Sakon, drooling (and possibly foaming) at his new found fetish.

Mitsunari and Kanetsugu were generally horrified at the state Keiji was in; sweaty palms, flaring nostrils as mighty as a bull, bloodshot eyes.

All in, what twenty seconds?

The only female didn't seem to be bothered at this...at all. In fact she already had her hand out happily waiting for him to accept "Hehe, why aren't you the rowdy one. I'm Miya Tuonela. Nice to meetcha!"

"SHE REVEALS HER NAME TO HIM?" Kanetsugu yelled being the most shocked out everyone.

"I see the heats getting to ya'll." Miya winked once again "Musashi will handle that, right?"

"Heeh? But I'm still on duty-"

"I. SAID. YOU'LL. HANDLE. IT. RIGHT?" this threat was said before she picked him up by his ankles. Her manic looking face just literally screams 'I will throw you bitch.'

Everybody, yes even Mitsunari, swallowed hard at her tone and if seen correctly by them, Musashi's ponytail was drooping. "R-R-RIGHT AWAY BOSS!"

The time was close to four and the burning star couldn't make an appearance in the successfully shaded hut, where they all stayed inside for the mouth watering Korean barbeque. Even after the s, that ponytail of Musashi's was too stubborn to stand up. Probably because she still threw him anyway, towards the sea. Breaking a rock in half, twice his size with his forehead.

And they still wonder why he's still alive.

Handing out drinks.

Smiling.

Actually, at this point, everybody was in a good mood. Thanks to the delicious barbeque.

Like Yukimura and Keiji for instance, bashing shoulders, racing to see who could snatch all the bigger meat off the grill first.

Although Yukimura would actually give most of them to Mitsunari by feeding him, just to see his impossibly cute expression.

Hell even Masamune was so damn happy, but his sudden burst of happiness was because of his height difference to the person sitting to his right.

Of course he wouldn't say it to her face considering earlier.

Despite the huge chorus coming from almost everyone on his table, Kanetsugu was actually able to pay attention to Musashi as he brought up an interesting subject "Yukimura's childhood friend?"

Musashi grinned "Yuuup! He would never stop following me around when we were little."

"Hehe~ we look tanned under here!" Yukimura staring down at his feet. Musashi's smile became gentle; even as a young adult Yukimura was never good at paying attention.

There was one thing that was bugging him ever since they got inside. "By the way Yukichi..." he trailed off.

"Yes...?" Yukimura looked up, smiling innocently.

"Is he...always this clingy...?" he asked with nervous eyesmile, finally noticing Mitsunari's jealousy.

"Oh that? Don't mind him...he's just shy around new people." Yukimura replied with all seriousness.

Mitsunari pouted "Am not." And refused to make even the slightest eye contact with Musashi or Miya. 'Shy' is not the best word to describe him right now.

"See what I mean?"

Oh yes, Miya could see more than that. The image of Mitsunari wearing a cat eared headband and a maid outfit had dominated her usual thoughts "Awww!" she giggled and held her cheeks, still gushing at the image. "Quite fond of the princess aren't ya, Tuonela?" questioned Sakon after hearing Mitsunari's growl.

Oh he had no idea.

"Yes! He sorta resembles my pet kitty! He has a bad temper but he loves cuddles!"

"Did she just compare me to a CAT?!" Mitsunari's growling had teeth grinding added with it now. Yukimura wanted to calm him down in a way, since the feeling in his right arm was slowly going.

"Ugh, whatever. I just don't care anymore." Princess Stood up, crossed his arms and pouted cuter than before.

Cocking her feet onto the table, Miya simply replied "Chillax! It's not that big of a deal."

When it's someone like Mitsunari, it's a huge deal "Stop talking. Your presence annoys me." So with that said, he left to go venture outside, and eventually discover a new hiding spot where no one could disturb him.

"...What an ass!" she remarked to herself and cupped her chin, with eyes constantly staring at the small beauty. Masamune rolled his eye "Yeah, tell me about it."

"Heh...very nice..."

Masamune had to rub his only reliable eye just to correct himself. He did NOT see a spot of drool at the side of her lip. He did NOT..."Wait, you are talking about his personality...right?" he gulped with sweat building up on his face.

"...that's for me to know and you to find out, Masa-kun."

"...HUH."

An uneasy silence had settled over the gang, none were sure if she did this intentionally or not. A mystery she is. Kanetsusgu felt brave enough to break the tension with something positive "O-Oh yeahh! We...haven't ...uh broke the watermelon yet!"

"OH YEAH! BEEEEEEEACH!"

Keiji had the same twinkle in his eye from earlier, the one now Kanetsugu had the word regret written on his forehead. While Keiji pulled him away from his seat all Kanetsugu could do was pray that Keiji wasn't gonna use him as a bat.

Miya wasn't that far behind, if something like that did happen, she had to be the first one there to laugh.

Yukimura had other plans "Hehee...I'm gonna stay for desert" he stared hungrily at the menu board just above the counter. Musashi ceased his march by pulling the elastic band for Yukimura's goggles, almost in a threatening way because if he lets go, he's sooooo doomed. "Oh no you're not, you're gonna play volleyball with me!"

The younger male whined at the goggles pushing down on his skin, forcing his head to roll back "W-Wait a minute! Muu-Chaaaaaannnnn!"

So all that was left were Masamune and Sakon.

"Coming Masa-Chan?" he playfully jabbed at Masamune's cheek seeing how stuffed he is.

"Ughh...I'll be there in a minute...I can't move..." Masamune groggily replied flicking his hand in a dismissing manner, with his head glued to the table.

Miya's expectations of Keiji turned into boredom, since he knocked himself out as an attempt to break the watermelon with his head. All it did was increase the chance of smashing his skull open. Miya is a person who grows tired easily and if not entertained, she makes her own amusement, much to her friends' dismay. Turning to her right a lonely Mitsunari came to view.

Time to create some fun.

Miya causally started walking up to him and stood next to him arms folded, with her shadow casting over half of his body. He didn't even need to bat an eyelid to see her aura reeking of slyness "So I heard you can't swim Mitsunari. Am I right?" she played the innocent card.

Mitsunari continued to stare at the ocean, bringing his knees closer to his body. By that response, she was positive that her question was correct "Even if it was true, it's none of your business."

"Hooo really~?"

Mitsunari screwed up his face at her somewhat creepy tone. Turning to reply however, he pursed his lips and quietly focused his attention on Miya loosening the muscles in her neck and starting quick and simple stretches.

Then, with a gleam in her left eye, thanks to the sun, she went for his ankles. "Even if I got a brilliant idea how to help you swim?" Mitsunari's eyes were filled with such confusion, how could she possibly help him by securing his an—

Wait a minute. This scenario seems familiar.

"Huh? W-Wait what are you-hey!" he tried to latch on to anything hard enough to stop her from pulling, but it was just pure sand around him. A few people gathered around to watch the unusual sight.

Feeling the texture of the sand becoming moist and sticky under her feet, Miya prepared herself counting down to one in her head, while Mitsunari tried writing his will into the sand. With one mighty swing she had the boy in the air, spinning him around in a perfect circle. Once she reached the maximum she released Mitsunari and observed her power at work. Miya narrowed her eyes and crossed her fingers hoping that she could break her record.

In the big blanket of blue, Yukimura happily retrieved the ball he had lost since Musashi thought it would be a great idea to play volleyball with his feet. A large gust of wind suddenly pushed them and it was strangely accompanied with an "IIIIIIIIIIIIEEAAAAAAA!" sound almost imitating a siren. Still they shrugged it off as if it were nothing.

Spit takes all around after recognizing that blur as actually Mitsunari.

Though it was too late to do anything except so guiltily watch the victim in horror skimming off the water a few times before his head coming into contact with a boulder. Kanetsugu happened to be floating peacefully with the toy shark at the time; the poor guy nearly had a heart attack seeing Mitsunari's hopefully not dead body rise to the top "MITSUNARI! OH MY GOD!"

About five minutes later, Musashi and Yukimura returned to the surface standing at either side of the confident Miya.

Then Kanetsugu finally reached the shore carrying the unconscious body on the shark. He picked him up and gently placed him onto the sand.

Feeling the damp sand hit his face, Mitsunari gradually shuffled onto his back, eyes meeting eight pairs staring down back at his. An applause came from Miya who was proud at his performance "Not bad Mitsunari! You skipped at least five or six times to that rock!" she praised him for their so called joint effort.

Mitsunari shot up with an angry vein on his cheek "HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I DID THAT TO YOU TWICE AS HARD?!" Yukimura had to hold him back just in case he would do anything rash.

"Ahaha, that would be fun, but I won't go that far."

"Is that so?"

"Well, you see stones are better to skip with when they're flat and I, unlike you Nari-Chan, am not flat in any way." Her explanation came with the motion of her hands creating a groping effect.

"RAAAAAAGHHH! I'LL KILL YOU!"

Back in the changing rooms however, Masamune had encountered a big problem. Sakon, who had just stepped into the building, heard his little yelp then an exaggerated sigh of depression. After ten minutes Sakon grew tired of waiting. "Aren't you gonna come out now Masamune?" he exhaled loudly, causing Masamune to jump a little.

"I'm NOT leaving!" he yelled back in protest.

"Aww c'mon, what's the matter? Ya got a pimple or something?" Sakon asked before standing on his toes and resting his chin on the top of the door; all he could see from his perspective was an orange towel meaning Masamune was probably drying his head or something. "N-No...it's not that..."

"Come on out."

Sakon pondered over the reason why Masamune tried to keep his head as hidden as possible. Maybe he had a secret disorder that causes his hair to fall out once a month. Hearing him stepping out, Sakon actually hoped for a bald Masamune.

But he was wrong. His head was fine.

His skin on the other hand was now a dark crispy brown.

"Damn it I knew I should've stayed at home!"

"Awww don't say that, since you've had the most fun after all!" Sakon snorted as he was clearly referring to Masamune's tan. Shockingly his blush was actually visible "Sh-Shut up! It's not my fault I'm like this!"

"Hehe, is that why you were so hesitant to come to the beach, Masamune? How precious."

"QUIEEEEEEEEEET!"

Masamune jumped again after hearing a couple of gasps coming from behind. He was hoping it's just an old dude searching for his inhaler. To his horror, the rest of the gang including Miya standing with their mouths fully open, unable to comment at his new look. Three of them wanting to laugh. No surprise at which three wanted to.

"WHOA!" surprisingly being equipped with such, Mitsunari was almost hesitant to put his glasses on "...Who ARE you?"

"DATE MASAMUNE."

Intrigued with the sudden change of his beautiful skin, Yukimura had trouble keeping his hands to his sides. "Wow! You're all dark! Can I-"

"Touch me and you'll explode."

"HE'S A BOMB!" Yukimura then had the weirdest image.

"I'M NOT!"

Mitsunari then sighed and spoke up "Masamune, can I talk to you for a minute?" he shot a reluctant look to the one eyed boy, and vice versa. "Sure?"

So...

That following night...

"MITSUNARIIIII! LET ME OUTTT!"

"DAMN IT, CANT YOU TAKE A JOKE?"

Masamune, after listening to Mitsunari's so called 'painful' experience, locked Sakon and Yukimura inside the black punishment box outside. Possibly filled with dead rats and cobwebs. Kanetsugu hated the creepy crawly sensation teasing his back.

The raven haired boy was also the only one to show any interest to the situation outside, after capturing their tired expressions. "Mitsunari...just how long are you gonna keep them in there?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

"...for the rest of their lives." Mitsunari, who stole Yukimura's summer shorts, purred at the feeling at such looseness on his legs.

Silence never felt so good.

I'll admit at say I got a little lazy at some parts, but phew that was still a lot of fun to write XD

The next one I guarantee won't be as long as this...hehehe

UP UP AND AWA-*trips*