Summary: 'Charlie was bounding up and down the beach and in and out of the sea, like a massive dog being let off the leash for the first time in years, wearing a black bikini, red hair pulled up into a messy bun.'
Notes: *TRIGGER WARNING* There is a scene in which Charlie has a panic attack - if you suffer from anxiety or panic attacks and are likely to be triggered there are warnings in the scene - so feel free to skip it! It's quite short anyway!!
"Look Kuroko, my biceps are the same size as Kise's!" Charlie's voice echoed down the deserted beach as she flexed next to Kise as if they were in some sort of body building contest.
Kuroko looked at Charlie and smiled at her weakly, she had been energetic the whole trip down to the beach giving the boys no time to rest. Although Murasakibara, Midorima and Akashi had decided on a light nap in the midday sun.
Momoi was sitting under an umbrella next to Kuroko wearing a light pink flowery one piece, where as Charlie was bounding up and down the beach and in and out of the sea, like a massive dog being let off the leash for the first time in years, wearing a black bikini, red hair pulled up into a messy bun.
Kise and Aomine were not happy with the amount of attention Charlie was getting that she seemed completely unaware of and Momoi had to press her hands to mouth to stop her laughing at what she had overheard, "Let's proceed with secret mission; make Charlie put more clothes on. We've trained for this day and it will end in success!"
Momoi paused in her silent laughter to glance at Kuroko, who had fallen asleep. So very slowly she edged closer to him and placing his head on her lap, she completely forgot about what she had heard; happy with just having Kuroko with her.
Meanwhile, Kise and Aomine had begun their 'secret' mission of trying to first keep Char still for long enough to hint at her to wear more clothing but that was proving more difficult than they realised.
Char was currently swimming out to a buoy, her red hair was the only way to tell it was her and the boys quickly pulled out a large beach hat, surf board.
When Char emerged from the water she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her waist, tying it in a knot at the side before sitting down next to Kise and Aomine who were building a sand castle. When she started helping them out Kise placed the hat on her head earning a glare to which he beamed back at.
The castle was majestic when complete and the Char had stood up the first thing she did was jump on it, crushing the castle that had taken them at least an hour to complete or more. At first the boys were annoyed but upon seeing her face lit up they quickly joined in, acting like a bunch of children.
But all too soon the sun began its' descent and the rest of the team were ushered inside as there had been a warning of a heat storm.
The team ate dinner in moderate silence and the tension seemed to rise when Char pushed her nibbled at burger away from here and left the room.
"So how is everyone enjoying the weekend?"
"Are we just going to pretend that nothing just happened?"
"I don't get what you are implying."
Momoi glared at Akashi before slammin her hands on the table and following where Char had gone, heading straight for the room that the girls were sharing.
That was where Momoi found Char out on the balcony, leaning outside and watching the lightning streak down the sky, whilst fat drops of water landed on her forearms.
Charlie was yet to notice Momoi's presence, muttering words to herself before she reached to the pocket of the shorts she had slipped on before eating and pulled a pack of cigarettes out, lighting one up before puffing out just to continue her muttering.
"It's just a sport... He was right... Why am I putting so much effort into a single sport... What has he done..."
"Char-kun?"
Charlie instantly dropped the cigarette over the balcony before turning to Momoi, "How long have you been there?"
"A bit, I heard you saying some stuff. Do you want to talk about it?"
"I think someone from America is going to drag me back there soon and the questions I was asked had me thinking about some major questions."
Momoi nodded her head unsure what else to do and watched Char collapse onto her bed, eyes beginning to water.
(A/N POSSIBLE TRIGGERS FOR PANIC ATTACKS)
"Char?" Momoi watched tears stream down her face and as she ran to Char, the red head held out a hand, "Stop right there. You are going to either go to be or leave the room, now!"
Usually Momoi would have respected Charlie's requests and anyone else's but she could hear the sobbing and Momoi realised that that request simply wasn't going to be fulfilled.
She knelt down next to the bed and leaning over enveloped Char into a hug, trying to soothe her erratic breathing.
"Char? Char! Calm down, look at me and count to ten." The sobbing ceased and as Char locked eyes with Momoi her breathing sped up, the opposite effect Momoi had been aiming for.
"Ok Char, look around and find five things you can see, nod if you find five." Char weakly nodded her breathing slowly slowing down, "Okay now four things you can touch, nod again when you find them." Char weakly reached out a hand and clutched Momoi's hand before nodding again, her breathing continuing to slow down, "You feeling better or do you want to do more?"
(A/N End of trigger scene!)
"I'm feeling better now. I'm so sorry you had to see me like that but sometimes I just can't control them. But those are just the struggles of the weak, I guess."
"Charlie, how many times do I and the team need to tell you, that you are fantastic and strong and brilliant? Because I will repeat it until it finally enters your head. You are amazing no matter what you think, Char-kun. No matter what you think of yourself jut know that we all still love you."
12/11/15
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