"Ughh."
"Come on, Hiro-san. Don't pout so much. This will be fun."
Nowaki encouraged as he pulled Hiroki along.
Hiroki looked around.
The beach was surrounded with muscular guys and super thin girls.
Hiroki looked up at Nowaki.
He fit in perfectly.
He was cute, had a nice body, nice build and was tall.
Granted he was big, but he was all muscle.
"Ooh, Hiro-san! Let's go play volleyball!"
Before Hiroki could object Nowaki was pulling him towards the court where kids were already playing.
"I-I don't know how to play though."
Hiroki said.
"Well, I can teach you."
Nowaki encouraged him.
Hiroki followed and he couldn't help thinking Nowaki looked incredibly sexy in nothing but swimming trunks, showing off all but one perfect part of his delicious body.
When they reached the court, Hiroki became nervous.
He had never learned how to play volleyball.
And embarrassing himself was the last thing he wanted to do.
When Nowaki pulled him onto the court, Hiroki pulled his arm away.
"What's wrong, Hiro-san? Don't you want to play?"
Hiroki backed up until he was off of the court.
"I'd rather not. But you play."
Nowaki's expression saddened slightly.
But he immediately perked up.
"I'll play. But only if you watch me."
Hiroki's face reddened and Nowaki smiled in satisfaction before running on to join the other players.
Hiroki couldn't quite make out what the other people were saying, but he could tell by the slightly aggressive expressions and Nowaki's dumb apologetic face that both teams were fighting to see who should get Nowaki on their team.
Hiroki felt a smile curving on the edge of his lips as he sat on a large rock near other girls who looked like cheerleaders.
That was until a girl grabbed Nowaki a little too obsessively.
Hiroki twitched, trying not to show how this affected him.
When the game started Hiroki found himself cheering for Nowaki.
In his head of course.
Nowaki was good. Like, REALLY good.
He was actually the reason his team won.
"Wow, Nowaki. I didn't know you were so good at volleyball." Hiroki said after the third game was finally over.
"Hah. It's so fun because I'm so tall, so hitting the ball is easier."
Hiroki huffed.
"I can't stand it."
"What Hiro-san?"
"You being so damn tall. It makes feel so tiny when you stand next to me."
"But that's because you are tiny."
Hiroki glared over at Nowaki, tilting his head slightly to look him in the eyes.
He hated when Nowaki was right.
But luckily for him that wasn't very often.
The two just walked along the seashore, letting the water pass over their feet.
As they got further out, Hiroki even allowed Nowaki to hold his hand.
They even swung their arms as they walked.
Hiroki would never admit it but, he actually liked the way this day had turned out.
When he and Nowaki stopped for some ice cream, he glanced around.
Everything was so beautiful. The sea, the shore, the sunset.
Everything just seemed perfectly blended.
Extraordinarily flowing together as if that's how God created them.
When Nowaki walked back over to him, he handed him his ice cream.
Hiroki's face didn't seem familiar at all.
His eyes were focused, but not like when he was grading.
This focus had a slight twinge of happiness in it.
Hiroki's eyes glided over everything. Taking every last detail into his brain and storing it in his inner photo album.
"Hiro-san?"
"Yes."
Even his voice was low, and relaxed.
"It's getting late and everyone's heading home already. Shouldn't we be leaving too?"
Hiroki looked around.
It was true. Only a few other people where there besides the two of them.
Hiroki turned back to Nowaki.
Then back at the sea.
"Can we stay here? Just a little longer?"
Nowaki smiled and nodded.
The two sat down just close enough the sea to let the water reach their feet.
Hiroki laid his head on Nowaki shoulder, more or less, and Nowaki rested his head on Hiroki's head.
Hiroki was so in fixated on the view that he had let his ice cream melt.
It had dripped all over his arm and was still dripping.
"Aww, Hiro-san. Your ice cream. Here you can have mine." Nowaki said, pushing his cone to Hiroki's face.
But he missed Hiroki's face, accidentally on purposely dabbing his cheek and lower eyelid.
"Opps. Sorry about that Hiro-san."
He said, leaning close.
"Let me clean you off."
He flicked his tongue out, running it along his cheek.
When he finished he smirked slightly.
"There you go. But you still have some on your arm. I guess I have to clean that too."
Nowaki grabbed Hiroki's arm, kissing the back of his hand, before running his tongue along the underside of his wrist and dragging his tongue up until he reached Hiroki's elbow.
"There you go. "
He looked up to see Hiroki looking at him. His eyes were on him but they seemed to be wandering. Seemed to be swimming in those ocean blue eyes of his.
"Hiro-san?"
Hiroki didn't answer instead just stared at his lover.
Hiroki must have been feeling completely weightless because he leaned in close, and gave Nowaki perhaps the sweetest kiss ever.
When their lips parted, Hiroki was even able to give Nowaki a small smile.
Something in him just felt at peace, here, on the beach with the man he loved.
"Hiro-san? Are you feeling alright?"
Hiroki nodded, but didn't say anything.
His eyes were on his lover's face.
As if he were studying it.
"Nowaki." He finally said.
"Yes Hiro-san?"
"Thanks."
A/N: Sorry for the lack of deliciousness like some of you hoped for, but, my little cousin wanted to write the end to this one so I let her as long as there was no adult content and mild adult language. Sorry. The next one will be really SEXY! I promise!