"Hinaka I will launch you into the water if you don't stop kicking sand up at me..." I hear Haruki growl at me. I grin stupidly at him as I then kick up sand and dash off. He catches me within seconds and lifts my small form right off the sand.
"LET ME GO!!!" I cry out flailing my limbs about. He did not let me go, instead rather boasted, "I caught you, I guess I'm now faster than you." He carries me over to the water and throws me into the water, my squirming body making a loud SMACK as my flailed limbs were spread apart like a starfish.
How are we at the beach? Ever heard of vacation. So apparently I never read everything in the rule book. _Surprising____ Shut it Gurifin... Now I have three months of vacation I have yet to take and why not drag my new boyfriend with me. Our relationship has grown quite strong.
My head pops up out of the water and I scowl at Haruki. He merely laughs at me and throws himself into the cool water. We get into a water fight, both of us splashing water at each other and laughing. Acting like the total idiots we used to be when we were kids. Once we wear each other out we swim back to shore. As we clamber back to our beach towels I snicker thinking about Haruki's sword spirit.
"What are you snickering about...?" Haruki asks as he sits down on his towel.
"The fact that you have a water themed sword spirit," I reply bluntly.
"So...?" Haruki tilts his head looking at me.
"I have a sand sword spirit..." I continue. It takes a second for it to click in Haruki's mind what I'm talking about.
"Are you refering to the beach?" He asks me.
"What else?" I grin.
_Maybe_wet_gross_sand____
Really? You're here to just ruin everything...
_You_know_I_get_this_from_you_
Well, at least I have a damn filter.
Haruki smiles at me and we both sit under the blazing sun, heating up from being in the cold water. I haven't been this happy in a long time. It's just me and Haruki on a beach, having fun and enjoying each other's company. I missed times like this. Times away from life's problems. Times where I could be myself and not show a fake face. I used to wish I never knew Haruki, that I never was friends with him. So that I wouldn't busy myself thinking about him. Now though, I'm happy I knew him. We may have had a rough time but that was all due to stupid misunderstandings. I know... I know that I've left so much out of my small story here. I know that my perspectives kept changing from past tense to present. I know that I've left so many important things cut. What really is this... What really is a sword spirit? What are these unseen monsters? What really am I doing at my job? These unexplained districts? Is this the real world or is this some fantasy? Yeah, I know. I was never raised very well to write flawlessly. I'm damn Hinaka. The guy who didn't read the district rulebook far enough to learn there was vacation times. My grammar is trash, hell yeah, I know. I might have rushed things. I might have thrown my life together into this unexplained book but let me tell you that this isn't my whole story. I have so much to share. So much. This is just the beginning of my story with Haruki. Just the beginning of me sharing what my life really means. What my life is all about.
Yeah, I got a lot of unanswered questions.
Yeah, I know I kinda suck at sharing my story.
Hell. To. The. Fucking. Yeah. Do I have a lot I missed.
I haven't even gotten to the point I lost... Oh wait. That's later.
Fuck, Haruki's dad doesn't even know about Haruki's relationship with me. Like hell, Haruki should be straighter than a metal rod, but he's not. Noble family drama is really crazy...
But. I'm going to end it here.
At the beach, happy with my wonderful boyfriend.
Wish I never met Haruki?
I wish in a million years I met him sooner than 5 years old.
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Sandstorm
قصص عامةI'm not very tall, I have obnoxious white hair. It's like I could stick out in a crowd. But not really... I promise I'm not old, I was born like this. I normally don't care about how I look, I used to never care. We used to be childhood friends. Gr...
