To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: Thank you to a guest reviewer for reminding me of the need of banter between our lovely pair. I guess I got caught up in the fluff. Sorry about that. Anyway, enjoy! Thank you and please review! I hope you appreciate nearly four thousand words :D

The English students arrived on the French beach and felt the sun beating down on them. It was baking hot and they had all brought their swimming clothes and towels. The girls wore their costumes under shorts and t-shirts and the boys wore their baggy trunks as shorts and put t-shirts on.

"Right, teens, listen up! No swimming past the buoys. No silliness, the ocean is dangerous. Any problems come to a teacher or a life guard. Watch out for each other. And don't go out of our sight. Now have fun and enjoy your afternoon!" Mr McDonald said cheerfully.

Sherlock and John found a patch of sand to lay their towels on, they then removed their sandals, t-shirts and bags and looked out to the sea.

John looked sideways at Sherlock and then smirked "Looking hot, love." He said.

"'Hot'? Really, John? You have numerous words of vocabulary in that head of yours and you go for 'hot'? Firstly that word is associated with temperature, specifically a temperature people would rather not feel against their skin because it can cause severe burns and blistering. Are you saying that I look burnt and blistered?" Sherlock asked.

John stared at Sherlock with wide eyes and then barked out a laugh.

"We really need to teach you slang. I mean, I don't even use slang, but your language is so... posh... that you don't even take 'hot' as a compliment." John shook his head fondly.

"I am not posh!" Sherlock protested and John just gave him a look that said 'don't try it'. Sherlock sighed and gave John a sheepish smile "Okay, maybe I am moderately so." He mumbled.

John laughed and gave Sherlock's arse a cheeky tap before running away towards the sea and laughing.

Sherlock ran right after him "You come back here, John Watson!" he laughed.

John waded through the water and then dove down and resurfaced a little further away. Sherlock followed him and soon they were doggy-paddling and not able to touch the ground.

"I thought you were an innocent, John." Sherlock said with a smile.

"I have bad days." John shrugged.

Sherlock swum closer to him and John caught onto his hand and entwined it and they both used their legs and one hand each to keep afloat.

"John, I just thought of a rather interesting experiment." Sherlock smiled.

"Oh I'm not going to have to rub peanut butter on my feet to see how many fish come up to me in the water." John made up an odd an unpleasant experiment up in his head.

"Don't be silly, John. Fish in this area would most probably be repelled rather than attracted to peanut butter." Sherlock said seriously.

"Okay then, what is it?" John asked with intrigue.

"I want you to kiss me." Sherlock stated.

"O...kay... but Sherlock, we do that all the time, how is it an experiment?" John asked.

"I want you to kiss me underwater." Sherlock elaborated.

John's smile turned into a grin "Well, I suppose I can do that. On one condition." John added.