Chapter Eight: Beach Time Ladies, Gentlemen And Glasses.

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Kahna’s Point Of View:

“Yumi-chan, where the hell did you go? I growled, looking around the bus shelter in annoyance, I mean - she’s meant to be here, and she was here a minute ago! I swear she was!

Wait, she what would happen if she figured out Kyoya’s and my plan! But how - Tamaki…

I grinded my teeth together in annoyance, only for a Limo to pull up and I was snatched up and placed across the twins lap… oh sweet baby dumpling…   

“Have you guy’s seen Yumi-chan?”

“Koya put her in the trunk!” Hani says happily…. WHAT.

“WHAT?!” I yelled at Kyoya.

“She was trying to get away, so I sent the twins to get her” oh man, she is so going to be pissed.

At The Beach:

“Can’t believe you bastards got me into swimmers again” I hear Yumiko mutter as she stands beside Mori-sempai, a dark look on her face as she glares at the sand and kicks it with her black flip flops in a huff.

“Stupid sand” Yumiko mutters before she walks away in a black two piece with white spots on them and a large, white shirt like last time - and her cat silhouette necklace.

She walks under the tent thing and smothering herself in sun screen, sighing I adjusted the straps on my backpack and and walked after her, wearing a zombie two piece from Hot Topic.

I sat down next to Yumiko and she pokes my star plugs that were in my ears, “When did you get those?”

“Yesterday”

“Sweet” she turns back to smothering herself in sun screen.

Soon I pull out my third Percy Jackson book and started to read it as Yumiko glared at the waves while hugging her legs under the shadows.

“Yumi-chan! Kahna-chan! Come Shellfish hunting with us!” Hani-sempai screams and we look up, Yumi-chan drawing in my sketch book with my water colours before Haruhi stood in front of us, “We’re good thanks-”

“Come on you two, you have to do something besides sitting under here-”

“Kahna, I hired out a surfboard for you” Kyoya walked past, pointing towards a zombie painted surf board.

“YESH!” I screeched, throwing everything up into the air and ran at the surfboard, yanking it out of the sand before I ran at the waves, giving a battle cry.

Haruhi and Yumi-chan watched me with sweat drops, “OUT OF THE WAY LADIES!” I screamed at some cloud of girls and they part for me… this is going to be brilliant.

Yumiko’s Point Of View:

“Hey, Glasses”

“Yes Yumiko?” he continued writing in his stupid Death Note.

“Why aren’t there any males here besides you guys?”

“Because it would have been inappropriate for you and Kahna to sleep in a house with boys-”

“We’re sleeping in a house with you” I notice his jaw clench a tad bit and I raised an eyebrow at him.

“We’re trusted by your parents, but the other boys are not”

“I call bullshit!” I yelled, standing up and jabbing my finger in his general direction, “I bet you just wanted Kahna and Haruhi all to yourself, didn’t you Kyoya?! You pervert!”

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