Chapter Five: Ocean Love (Part One)
Word Count: 940
Warnings: Bad puns.
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Haru had always admired the ocean ever since he was very young. It was not until he got much older that he realized his feelings had developed into something more. He was just so swamped by this realization, feeling as though he was just tossed into an abyss filled with turmoil. Haru shook his head trying to clear his mind and figure out what he wanted to do about his current dilemma.
Haru gazed at the ocean with longing, still trying to figure out how to approach it without seeming to desperate and scaring it away. The mere idea of confessing to the ocean was daunting to him. The ocean was just so vast, an endless beauty that sparkles in the sunlight and glows in the was simply dreamy, every mans soul mate. He knew he would have to compete with everyone else for its attention, and affection, but he remained determined to woo it, make it belong to him alone. He just had to talk to it first. Through out all the time he had watched it, he noticed how the ocean never made the first move, unless of course it was high tide, but then soon enough it would retreat back, shy. The shyness was one of things Haru had in common with the ocean, or so he told himself, even though he had never had any issues with it before when it came to stripping and jumping into bodies of water.
He could not help but stare, it seemed as though the ocean was just an endless pool of unquestionable knew he should not just stand around and watch, but he could not help himself, the ocean really was a temptress. Its looks lured him in, beckoning him, but he was not sure if what the ocean promised was what he wanted he in the end. The sun was setting, and the angle of the light simply enhanced the elegance of the scene. Haru was also not entirely sure if he should pursue a relationship with the ocean, because he was in a relationship already. However, even though his relationship with the outdoor pool was going along swimmingly, he had recently started to worry about it. He feared that their relationship would eventually evaporate, for they were running out of things to talk about. If that happened Haru did not want to be all alone.
He made up his mind, he was going to approach the ocean and try to set up a relationship as friends. Then, if it became something more, so be it. Hopefully that would work out for him. Haru slowly made his way down the beach, stopping right before the waves could touch his feet, hesitant to continue. He had been in the ocean before of course, but not recently. It felt a little too awkward for him now that he felt so strongly about it. He knew he was acting ridiculous, but that is what love does to a person. Love. He shook his head, again. How could he fall in love with someone he hadn't even talked to? Maybe true love at first sight was actually possible, but he refused to think about it.
Not knowing if the ocean also harbored feelings for him, Haru was not sure how to act in the situation he had just put himself in. He had stood in front of the ocean off in his own little world, and he flushed when he realized it. Opening his mouth to speak, he floundered trying to find and say the right words, feeling as if he was drowning under the pressure, wanting to make sure he started the friendship on the right foot. He was tongue-tied, barely managing to sputter out "Hi" with all the anxiety raining down upon him. Sweat poured down his torso, worrying that he failed at trying to have the relationship start with a splash.
It never said a word in response to him, but it didn't have to. He was sure what it was trying to convey. That it also wanted to be his friend, and maybe more than just friends somewhere down the line. Haru sat down right on the shore line, then slowly extended his legs into the ocean. He hoped that what he was feeling was what like heaven felt like, since there was no way he could ever feel better than this. After a rather long conversation, one that would seem to anyone else as a one-sided, Haru stood back up, smiling.
He was not entirely sure where the relationship was going, but he felt that it was heading in the right direction and that it was best not to put too much time in pondering where it was going. He was just glad that the entire confrontation went swell, besides ending up soaked in sweat from all the anxiety he had felt. He wondered what else may happen if he came out of his shell more. He knew he couldn't just seal away his feelings, but he could hide them for now. Nothing could dampen his mood now, he was way too happy as he waved goodbye to the ocean. Flooded with joy, he walked back to his house. He did not even consider for a second that the ocean responding just the way he wanted was even just the smallest amount fishy. Right now all he knew was that he did not care what anyone thought, happiness was all that mattered right? Everyone should just agree that people should be able to do whatever floats their boat as long as it does not sink anyone elses.
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