90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟙𝟝 - New Outfit 💙

Shuichi clutched his bag hanging from his shoulder, struggling to walk on the sinking, dry sand beneath his sandals. Rantaro shouted out, waving at the three already on the beach waiting for them to arrive. He ran ahead of Shuichi, wrapping his arms around Kiibo in a hug as Shuichi hugged Kaede before Iruma snatched her wife away.

"Where's the little whore?" Iruma asked. Shuichi made sure he didn't glance anywhere inappropriate as he stood in front of her. In tune with her vulgar behaviour, the woman's body was barely covered by a leopard-print bikini. She still wore her usual inventor goggles, black choker and barbed-wire necklace.

"Kokichi will be here soon," Shuichi sighed. "He said he had something to do beforehand." Setting out his towel, Shuichi sat on the fabric and smiled, joined by his friends. Kaede wore a light blue bikini although it seemed more secure than Iruma's. An inflatable blue tube decorated with images of ducks masked Kiibo's black and green swimming trunks.

Popping open a bottle of sunscreen, Shuichi spread some on his hands and covered his body, having already confirmed his new promise ring wouldn't become damaged from the cream. "Oh my God!" Kaede screamed, covering her mouth as her eyes widened.

"What?" Rantaro asked, the group frowning at the woman after her outburst.

"You two have rings!" Kaede screamed, pointing at their hands. "Are you guys all engaged?!"

"N-No, they're promise rings," Shuichi explained as a blush crept across his cheeks.

"Congratulations you two." Kiibo smiled, high-fiving the two.

"Yeah! I bet you three had the best fucking night!" Iruma cackled. Shuichi sighed and finished rubbing sunscreen over his body.

"Want me to get your back?" Rantaro asked, squirting more of the cream onto his own hands.

"Uh, sure," Shuichi muttered, wary of Iruma's smirk as she watched the men.

"Ah, you two are amazing together. If only I could find love," Kiibo sighed.

"You're the one who doesn't like commitment!" Iruma shouted, elbowing the white-haired male.

"I'm here motherfuckers!" A familiar voice shouted from afar. Glancing up, Shuichi noticed Kokichi running towards him in an outfit neither he nor Rantaro had seen in their lives. Kokichi wore a bright purple bikini with black straps and a skirt bottom. "You're all perverts! Stop staring so much!" The guitarist frowned, crossing his arms over his chest and dropping the bag to the ground.

"It looks great on you! Your curves are perfect for that bikini!" Kaede gasped, jumping up and grabbing Kokichi's hands, scanning his body.

"I like your new outfit Ko," Shuichi muttered, staring at the yellow sand so his hair could hide his blush.

"Yeah, you're fucking hot!" Iruma shouted. "For an abortion."

"Well, you look exactly like an overused cum dumpster." Kokichi stuck out his tongue in retort.

"U-Uh, anyway, Taro..." Shuichi turned to the greenette, rubbing sunscreen into his toned skin. "Are these rings safe to wear in the water?"

"Yeah, now that they're fitted, there should be no risk of losing them," Rantaro smiled, planting a kiss on Shuichi's lips.

"Enough fucking talking and let's get in the fucking water!" Iruma ordered, standing up and marching into the waves lapping at the waterlogged, discoloured shore. Shuichi watched as the water crashed at her legs, Iruma snapping her inventor goggles over her face before diving into the water.

Kiibo followed their friend, his inflatable tube preventing him from moving around freely. Shuichi laughed, running out from the umbrella's shade and throwing himself into the water. The cool, clear water crashed into his skin, rolling off with ease as he walked further into the ocean, water coming up to his chest.

Grinning, an urge to create mischief flashed through Shuichi's mind. Diving underneath the water, Shuichi pushed himself forwards toward two pairs of legs, yanking them toward the sandy ocean floor. Breaking through the water and taking a deep breath, Shuichi laughed as Kiibo grabbed his tube, coughing and glaring at the bluenette. "I expected better from you Saihara."

"Ouma's a bad experience on you," Kaede muttered, attempting to hide her smirk.

"I am not!" Kokichi gasped, tears welling up in his eyes. "Wah! You're so mean Akamatsu!" He cried, swimming towards Rantaro and crying into his bare chest. Everyone sighed, ignoring the male's wailing, knowing he didn't genuinely feel upset. Shuichi laughed as Kiibo struggled to slip back into his inflatable tube.

Shouting, Shuichi plunged into the water, watching a flash of purple as he felt a pair of lips crash against his own. Kokichi broke the kiss and shot to the surface, Shuichi not too far behind although with less grace. Coughing and spluttering, Shuichi gasped for air, spitting out water as it poured from his mouth and nose.

"Oh God, that's not a good look on you Shu," Rantaro chuckled. Regaining his breath, Shuichi laughed as the same thing happened to Rantaro, the latter spitting out litres of water. Laughing together, the six began swimming around, enjoying their time together as they ran from Kokichi's attacks.

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Shuichi readjusted the bag on his shoulder as he walked home with his two boyfriends, all tired after their strenuous activity with their friend group. "My legs are about to fall off!" Kokichi whined, leaning against Shuichi's arm as he clung to it for dear life.

"Oh no, I guess you'll have to crawl home," Rantaro smirked. His voice dripped with sarcasm, something that could only be matched by a professional comedian.

"Meanie," Kokichi huffed. After a moment of silence, Kokichi asked another question. "Do you guys like my new swimsuit?"

"Of course, it looks amazing babe," Shuichi smiled, leaning down to kiss the purplette.

"The only person who might not like it is that bitch," Rantaro muttered, pointing at a middle-aged woman staring at them in shock.

"Ew, I don't take judgement from someone who looks like they're going through their tenth divorce and doesn't have contact with their twelve kids." Grinning, Kokichi detached from Shuichi and waved at the woman. "Yoo-hoo!" With a malicious smirk, Kokichi grabbed the bottom of the bikini top and lifted it, flipping off the woman.

"Kokichi!" Shuichi gasped, although not attempting to stop him. Replacing his clothing, Kokichi laughed and watched with hostile glee at the woman seethed with rage whilst storming down the street.

"Only we should be seeing you take off your clothes," Rantaro pouted, gently slapping Kokichi's arm.

"Awe, is 'Mami getting jealous?" Kokichi giggled, smirking at the green-haired male.

"Maybe," Rantaro mumbled, glaring at the ground.

"Hey, I still love you both! A few people just saw my nipples, that's not that weird! Normalise nipples! Either make it wrong for both sexes to show them or make it right!" Kokichi announced, adopting a superman pose with a frown.

"Let's just get home," Shuichi sighed. Anything to stop him from making a protest in the middle of the street about nipples.