𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 with the scent of saltwater and sunscreen, like a tropical cocktail that tickles their noses. They pass by vendors selling all sorts of wares: colorful beach towels that flap in the wind like flamingos taking flight, ice-cold drinks that glisten like diamonds in the sun, and souvenirs that glint like treasure in a pirate's chest.
The sound of seagulls cawing fills their ears like a symphony of seabirds. They pass by a group of musicians playing reggae music that bounces off the walls like a rubber ball. The rhythmic beats of the drums echo through their bones like thunder rolling across the horizon.
"The street is so smooth! SOOO SMOOTH!" Reki exclaimed as he skates down one of the streets on the island.
"Very, very smooth!" Langa added in awe.
The island is dotted with quaint houses, each with its own unique charm. The roofs are thatched with straw, and the walls are painted in bright colors that pop against the lush greenery that surrounds them. The streets are narrow and winding, lined with shops selling fresh seafood, handmade crafts, and traditional souvenirs.
The beaches are a sight to behold - stretches of white sand that glisten like diamonds in the sun, fringed by palm trees that sway in the breeze like dancers in a ballet. The water is crystal clear, inviting swimmers and divers to explore its depths. Schools of colorful fish swim by like a kaleidoscope of hues, while dolphins leap out of the water like acrobats performing for an audience.
Raiko glided effortlessly across the street, when she caught a glimpse of Cherry approaching her. As Cherry drew nearer, Raiko couldn't help but notice the intriguing parasol she carried.
"Excuse me, what's the deal with the parasol?" Raiko inquired, her curiosity piqued.
Joe, who was skating alongside them, chimed in with a smirk, "Loverboy didn't want to get a tan~ Gosh, is he a chick?"
"Oh," she quietly answered.
Cherry laughed, "No, just trying to protect my skin from the harsh winter sun. It's like a little ray of sunshine on a cloudy day." he smiled at the girl, "And don't mind that gorilla speaking, Raiko." he added.
Raiko nodded in understanding, "Ah, I see."
Raiko couldn't help but admire Cherry's skating balance as she glided across the smooth street like a swan effortlessly extending its parasol. It was a sight to behold, like watching a ballerina dance across the stage or a painter creating a masterpiece with each stroke of her brush.
The pink-haired girl turned to Raiko, "Enjoying the view, princess?" Her words caused Raiko's cheeks to flush a soft pink color, and she quickly sped up her board, trying to avoid the admiring gaze.
Cherry laughed at Raiko's reaction, "Be careful, Raiko!"
Raiko didn't mind what he said; all she knew right now was that her heart was beating so fast. She couldn't help but feel butterflies in her stomach as she watched Cherry's every move.
As they approached the beach, Reki yelled out in excitement. "The beach!"
Raiko turned her head and saw the water and sand glistening beneath the sun's rays. She smiled brightly, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. She had never been to a beach in Okinawa before, and it was nicer than she had expected it to be.
They all skated towards a gap in the brick wall and everyone started jumping over. Cherry grabbed Raiko's arms, "What are you doing?" she calmly asked. "It's dangerous. Don't try it, princess." she added.
Raiko felt her heart pump so fast again as Cherry held onto her tightly. She sighed, trying to calm down before heading down onto the changing room. She unravelled the bandage on her chest, she slipped into a black swimsuit that was sleek and sporty, a perfect match for her. The high-neck design was a shield, protecting her from the sun's rays and adding a touch of sophistication to her look.
As the sun beat down on the sandy shore, a vision of beauty caught the eye of those nearby. She was a vision in a not-so-revealing skin swimsuit, every curve and line of her body perfectly accentuated by the sleek fabric.
The mesh racerback design was a work of art, a delicate web of fabric that crisscrossed her back like a spider's web. It was both functional and beautiful, adding an element of style to her swimsuit and ensuring added comfort during her swimming escapades. She was a force to be reckoned with in this swimsuit, a blend of strength and beauty that left those around her in awe.
Her skin was an ivory, glistening in the sunlight as she moved gracefully through the water. The swimsuit hugged her figure like a second skin, molding itself to her every contour.
The swimsuit was not overly revealing, but it left little to the imagination. The fabric clung to her highlighting every inch of her toned physique. Her hips flared out from beneath the high-waisted bottoms, creating an hourglass figure that was both alluring and feminine.
"Not bad." Raiko said as she checked her body.
As she stepped out of the changing area, the salty sea water dripped off her like a cascade of diamonds, leaving behind a trail of shimmering radiance. Her skin, like a porcelain doll's, was a masterpiece in itself, a symphony of curves and contours that left every man in sight breathless.
Her swimsuit, a work of art in its own right, was a minimalist's dream come true. It hugged her body like a second skin, accentuating every line and curve with delicate precision. It was a testament to the fact that sometimes less is more, and that true beauty lies in simplicity and elegance.
The cool water enveloped her body, and she felt alive for the first time in a long time. It was like diving into a world of tranquility and serenity, where everything else faded away except for the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.
Cherry couldn't help but feel annoyed at the sight before him. "Oh yeah? Is loverboy jealous?" Joe teasingly asked him.
"Shut up, gorilla," Cherry muttered under his breath, trying to ignore the green-haired guy that had taken hold of him.
"Don't deny it. You don't even know how to hide your facial expression while staring at her." Joe said as he took a bite from the watermelon he's carrying.
"It's my first time seeing her wear those, and I'm annoyed because there are too many guys who are looking at her." Cherry sternly said.
"So, you jealous?" the himbo asked once again and teasingly smiled.
"You can already see it written all over my face like a neon sign," Cherry declared as he clenched the can of soda he was drinking a while ago. "It's like watching a moth flutter around a bright light; you can't help but stare at her."
Cherry's expression turned sour, "I've never seen her wear those before, and there are too many guys leering at her like she's a piece of meat."
Joe raised an eyebrow, "Ah, I see. It's like watching a lioness protect her pride from intruders. You may not be growling or snarling, but your eyes are fixed on your territory."
Cherry rolled her eyes, "Thanks for the analogy, dumbass. I don't need you to simplify my emotions for me. I know what I'm feeling, and it's not jealousy."
Joe chuckled, "Hm, fair enough. But just remember, sometimes it's okay to let your guard down and admit that you have feelings for someone."
"Okay fine. I am jealous." Cherry declared. "Just look at her!" he added.
"What are you doing then? Get your girl, you four-eyed dumbass!"
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Rolling Hearts | Cherry Blossom (SK8 The Infinity) ON HIATUS
Fanfiction── ・ ; ♡⋆.ೃ࿔* In which, Cherry Blossom's focus is suddenly diverted by the arrival of this intriguing new figure on the rink. As their paths cross more frequently, he finds himself drawn to new girl's unique style and infectious spirit, igniting a b...
