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When; Thursday 23rd August
Rating; PG [Warning: Possible Fluff?]
Characters; Riku Harada

sacredmaiden and Daisuke Niwa

theclumsythief
Summary; Daisuke invited Riku out for a trip to the beach!
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It was surprising really - well many things were. The fact that even though she'd been here for as long as she had done - that she hadn't yet been to the beach, the fact that she'd holed herself up for the entire duration of Daisuke's absence, and the fact that she was going to wear a swimsuit... whilst Daisuke was there. If Risa had been around, they might have spent a long time deliberating what costume she'd wear - but as it stood, she only owned one. She'd even gone to the trouble of putting it on before Daisuke came to collect her from her room.

She'd been informed that the beach wasn't actually that far away from the building she'd stayed in, which was good really, because for some reason she felt very quiet this afternoon.

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It was a quick trip; the teleporter made quick work of their journey, but never soiled the first impression the beach made on people. The vastness of the sea combined with the salty breeze shrouded a calming effect on anyone within its range. Daisuke took that first step, but somehow the whole thing didn't work for him.

His face was beat red and he was shaking, nervous. While Riku probably had trouble picking out her costume, Daisuke was the one that had trouble making sure he didn't come in at the wrong time, that he didn't say the wrong things, that he didn't seem flustered -- in most cases he was.

Sliding his gaze towards his girlfriend -- it'd be rude if he kept to himself -- Daisuke fashioned a quiant half-smile and tried to squeak out as cool as possible.

"So, uh- This is the beach."

Man, he sounded so uncool.

If she thought her blush was bad enough, apparently it was nothing compared to the one Daisuke wore. She wore a small bag with a towel and things on her back, and held her hands clasped together in front of her, swaying forward and back a few times nervously before looking across when Daisuke spoke.

"Uhm. It's... nice." She half-mumbled back to him, unclasping her hands only to move them to the straps on her bag, and then dropping them... She fiddled with the hem of her shirt for a while, before finally reaching out to take a hold of Daisuke's hand. Her gaze shot away from him instantly, but she began to break into a run towards the edge of the beach.

"Come on."

The warmth of her had was more than enough to catch him off guard as he was literally dragged towards the water's edge. Following first on one foot, Daisuke let out a small scream but finding his footing again.

"Ah- Shouldn't we find a spot first before we head in?"

She stopped the minute he mentioned finding a place to put their things, and a heavy blush filled her cheeks suddenly. Still, she had a hold of his hand now right, it would be more awkward if she let go...

"Oh... Yeah." Was her whispered reply, laughing lightly. "I guess we should.."

With no thought of letting her hand go, Daisuke merely lifted his other hand and offered to take her bags off of her. He'd chuckled right after her, realizing they were both just as nervous.

"Here. As long as the tide doesn't come in, it should be okay."

If she could have blushed anymore, she would have done when Daisuke offered his help with her bag. She shuffled it off her shoulder, still holding onto his hand as she handed it to him.

"I brought a blanket.."

"We can put that down too."

He took a second to judge the distance between the shoreline and where they were. It should be a while, he decided, before the tide would catch up to their things. He placed her bag down, then glanced towards her; he was controlling himself rather well, for once.

"Uh- Do you, I mean. Are you going to wear your shirt while your swimming?" Scratch that. This wouldn't go well. He could already feel his face swelling with heat.

"I-I mean. I can do that too. I mean, I can wait for you...Here."

She nodded slowly, grasping his hand a little tighter in her own before nibbling on her bottom lip... as awkward as this was, she was almost determined to put an end to the shuffling around they were doing constantly.

"No." She said firmly, letting go of Daisuke's hand... She hesistated for a moment, before pulling her shirt over her head, pleased that she'd taken the extra time to put a swim suit on before they came out. She felt a little uneasy though - perhaps a bikini hadn't been a good idea.

As the shirt was lifted over her head, Daisuke had already turned around for her modesty. His movements were stiff and his face bright red as he, too, began to pull his own shirt off revealing a rather lanky figure which he didn't like showing off. After constant training sessions with his mother, his body wasn't chiseled as an olympic althete, but it was obvious he kept in shape.

He stared at his trunks for a second, trying to gather his composure by taking quick deep breaths. This was going to be harder than he thought.

"..." Talk. Look around. Do something. He did none of the above, but only held a hand back for her to hold onto. "L-Let's go?"

It was only when she was down to her bikini that she actually made herself turn round to look at Daisuke, eyes darting as if trying to find a place to look that was allowed.

Taking his hand was a little more difficult this time, but she managed it, squeezing gently the moment she had done.

"Yeah."

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