Sora watched as the two girls before him began to peruse the store for swimsuits. He gave a sigh, finding it to be exhausting. The ravenette didn't know why they had insisted on him coming, but he followed, regretting it severely. They'd been taking their time, chatting to each other about what styles they liked or ones they were fond of. However, not once had they gone to the changing room. They seemed more interested in talking about wearing it than actually wearing it and it made the ravenette bored out of his mind.

Another aspect of his grand regret was that he was constantly asked if he was there as one of the two girls' boyfriend. Unfortunately, he couldn't claim he had a girlfriend, and it was awkward to shun the idea of him having (Y/n) to himself. Asuka was another story entirely. He'd just say he was her friend, too stingy to use the words "best friend", but the workers in the shop seemed to understand.

Of course, since it was a high-end store, and he was the one paying, they had insisted on showing him different bathing suits that he might like on the girls. However, he only turned his head away at what they showed him. The outfits were far too flashy, and when he thought about them on the (h/c) haired girl, his face turned a bright red and he turned to the side, refusing to make eye contact with anyone. Very unusual for someone that talked about detailed sex openly in any other situation.

"Sora," Asuka called playfully, holding a swimsuit in her hand and showing the ravenette, putting it up to the younger girl's body.

"Are you a fucking dumbass?" he asked, once again averting his eyes, his face burning up, "Somethin' like that wouldn't suit her. It's too...arousin'."

At this, the orange-haired girl snickered, finding his reaction to be one of a kind. He didn't often get embarrassed, comfortable with saying outright what he wanted or liked, but it was a rare opportunity for her, and she planned to milk it for all it was worth. Turning to the younger girl, she gave a curious look at her, earning a "quack" from her as she continued looking for swimsuits.

"So you don't think she's sexy?" Asuka teased, directing her question to Sora.

"Not especially," he responded, sneaking a peek at the younger girl without letting Asuka know he was doing it, "It just doesn't suit her."

"Well, then, dickhead, why don't you pick out something for her? You clearly seem to know better than us."

To prove he always knew better, the ravenette stood up with an irritated groan and began to look through the racks of swimsuits. His expressions appeared bored as he searched through them, giving small winces at some of them or disgusted looks at others. That being said, it didn't take long for him to find one he deemed was near perfect. Picking it up, he grabbed the (h/c) haired girl's wrist and tugged her to the changing room, shoving her in there with the outfit.

When she came out, Asuka gave an impressed yet suspicious hum at Sora's pick. It wasn't like anything he would have chosen for another one of his girls. More like it was a ploy to ensure she was covered as much as possible. It was a luxuriously made two-piece with a peasant top look to it so it hung off her shoulders and a skirt that accompanied it, reaching up to her mid-abdomen. It didn't reveal a lot of skin, but it was intricately decorated in navy blue and gold accents. The only adjustment the ravenette would have added was that the two pieces should have been one to completely cover her torso, but it was the best thing he had found.

"Oddly cute for a Gensai to pick out," Asuka snickered.

"I really like it," (Y/n) smiled, twirling around playfully to inspect herself, "Didn't know you were a fashion guru, sleeping beauty."

"You're a fucking pain," the ravenette smirked, placing his arm around the girl and pulling her in to rub her hair, messing it up in the process.

Meanwhile, Asuka presented her swimsuit to the male, giving a face that would be best described as her having ulterior motives. Sora seemed to know what she wanted instantly and took it from her, also taking (Y/n)'s swimsuit when she changed out of it. He then proceeded to the register, trying not to roll his eyes at the honey-sweet tone the cashier was using simply because he was a big spender.

"Wait," the (h/c) haired girl stretched out, looking at the price tag of her swimsuit, labeled with the word "Azure" written in cursive.

She all but had a heart attack when she saw the cost. It wasn't her intention to buy a piece of clothing that cost over what she used to make waiting tables and babysitting. The girl couldn't seem to come to terms over letting the older male buy it, tugging at his shirt and telling him she didn't want it, but he only ignored her. When it got to a point where she was almost screaming at him not to buy it, he placed his arm around her, covering her mouth with his hand to restrain her while he paid.

"Don't mind her," Sora said calmly to the cashier in the same honey-sweet tone he so hated, a smirk dancing on his lips as he spoke, "She'll get over it."

The cashier didn't seem to care as long as the male bought the clothes, including the swimsuit he'd grabbed for himself. As he thought about the time it took for him to want it versus the time it took for Asuka to show (Y/n) ones, he all but gagged. If it weren't for the orange-haired girl, he would have already been back at the estate, having fun or getting drunk. Still, it wasn't a bad way to spend his morning.

After the cashier handed the ravenette back his card, he placed it in his wallet and let his arm off of the younger girl, snickering as she began to scold him. It occurred the entire length of their journey back to the beach house, but she became tired afterward, giving up. The sight was far more amusing than the male could have thought. She was a stubborn girl indeed, but no more stubborn than himself.

The three of them and Enmei, who had been sitting in the limo the entire time, made their way down to Sora's summer home. It was a private beachfront with its own luxuries, but they were only heading off to the yacht which was stationed there. That was where the real fun was going to start. Asuka, in particular, was entirely too excited for her own good. She was bouncing in her seat, moving from side to side, and squealing every now and then.

Riding down to the beach house took time in which the two girls occupied themselves with Grand Prix Girl, looking over one another's shoulder when they played. Enmei didn't care enough to do much of anything, more thrilled over watching the trees pass by. Then there was the ravenette who spent his time through dozing off just barely to the point where he could perceive what was happening around him. He wasn't trusting enough of Asuka not to mess with him while he was sleeping.

When the car arrived at the beach house, both Asuka and (Y/n) began to become overjoyed, clapping their hands together and jumping up and down. The sight made Sora roll his eyes but he didn't comment on it, keeping his thoughts to himself. He led the girls to the interior of the surprisingly overly luxurious house, watching as they began to observe it. Though the orange-haired girl had been there many times before, she never got tired of it.

While they arrived, they noticed a number of people already there, likely girls of the harem Sora had invited to come along. They gave him small smiles, but he didn't return them, feeling no desire to. Instead, he let them do as they pleased, showing Asuka and (Y/n) to their room as they had insisted on having a sleepover together. They began jumping all over the room, delighted by the foreseeable fun they were going to have.

"Thank you, Sora~," the older girl winked, earning a groan of disgust from him.

"We're heading out to the yacht in an hour so enjoy your time," he replied, closing the door to let the two girls bond as Enmei followed close behind him.

(Y/n) began to observe the room, finding the decor to be superb. She began to let her mind wander about how much the ravenette had access to. It seemed he had more wealth than she imagined which was inherently surprising to her. Asuka, on the other hand, seemed like she had just stepped into her childhood home. That could have very much been the case, but she still seemed ecstatic over the fact she was there, almost as if she'd never been there before. The strangely opposite ideas made it so the younger girl couldn't form a hypothesis about her feelings towards the place.

"I told you this house is awesome," the orange-haired girl sighed, placing her hands on her hips, "And the beach is to die for. The sand is beautiful, the water is clear, and sometimes turtles or dolphins pop their heads up. We should make Sora join us, too."

"The beach sounds amazing," the younger girl sighed, flopping onto the bed with a large smile.

"You bet! Oh, it's the best!"

Asuka began enthusing about everything about the estate from the beach to the cooks to the yacht and everything in between. She absolutely loved the place, giving the younger girl an ecstatic tour before they began to get dressed in their swimsuits. It seemed the older girl had a more provocative swimsuit, showing more skin, but it seemed she could definitely pull the look off.

She then gave a mischievous look and grabbed (Y/n)'s arm to lead her to where she wanted her to go. Eventually, they made their way down to the lobby, finding Sora being swarmed by members of his harem. He had a bored look on his face, but he looked far more interested when (Y/n) and Asuka made their way onto the scene. Of course, he didn't make an effort to greet them, just watched as they approached him, giving a small smirk.

"So," the older female grinned, grabbing onto the older male's arm in a playful manner, "You'll be coming with us to the beach...won't you?"

"Fuck off," he replied, looking away, his smirk vanishing, being replaced by a despondent and somewhat dreading expression.

"Oh, come on," Asuka continued, poking the male's cheek, surprisingly earning no reaction from him, "You don't want to make us play by ourselves, do you? I mean, (Y/n) was looking forward to this trip for the longest time. Don't you want to make it up to her?"

The ravenette gave a slightly conflicted look before wiping it off his face, turning to the (h/c) haired girl and observing her for a bit. She then gave a soft smile, making his cheeks turn a faint pink and avert his gaze for a second or two. He looked back, but, at that point, he seemed to have made up his mind. Giving a small grunt, he turned to Asuka and simply shook his head, giving her a light glare as she did so.

"Okie dokie," the orange-haired girl grinned, seemingly content with the outcome, "I get her all to myself then. Come on, duckling, follow me!"

(Y/n) skipped behind the older girl, all but chasing her as they ran out to the beach. When their feet hit the white sand of the private beach, they squealed in delight, feeling the cool ocean air rush over them with an encouraging fragrance. It seemed to possess the aroma of not only the ocean, but the local flora that surrounded the area. As they rushed into the cool, but not cold, water of the ocean, they let out a sigh. It perfectly contrasted the feeling of the sun beating down on them, letting them have the perfect summer feeling.

"This is the life!" Asuka cheered, floating on her back as she closed her eyes, relaxing at the feeling of the clear water.

It seemed that (Y/n) had other ideas of enjoying the beach no one else was enjoying aside from Enmei who resided on the porch, looking at the shimmering color of the water. The younger girl gave a small snicker and made her way over to Asuka, watching as she floated peacefully. With the feeling of a wicked and malicious child, the (h/c) haired girl, with all her might, launched a wave of water over the orange-haired female.

In response, Asuka paused, processing just what the younger girl had done stood up in the water. She then turned slowly, a smirk spreading from one cheek to the other, and crossed her arms over her chest. It seemed as though she was incredibly proud of (Y/n), not expecting her to pull such a move on her. Of course, just because she was proud didn't mean she would let it slide.

She fought back with splash after splash, launching her attacks with great ferociousness. The two engaged in a fight to the death, until the younger girl got saltwater in her eye. At that point, they ceased fighting, and Asuka turned to tend to her. She rushed out and grabbed a towel, lightly dabbing at the girl's eye to get the salt out. In doing so, she smiled greatly, feeling better than ever.

(Y/n) was granted the protective and caring instincts of Asuka, something she couldn't get from many others. It seemed the orange-haired girl knew just how to put others at ease and take care of their needs with a kind smile on her face. When she finished tending to the younger girl, she gave her a pat on the head and put the towel back on the beach, returning to play. In doing so, she brought floaties to enjoy their time better.

She had brought a donut and a dolphin, letting the younger girl float on the dolphin as she gave her best impersonation of the animal. Doing so made the two burst out in laughter, making them look more than odd to the grey-haired boy that heard them. He looked to the side, giving a weak smile, but did nothing to join them or to leave where he was sitting around. He seemed to be distant for one reason or another.

The younger girl was looking beneath her feet, watching as a turtle swam around. It was a small thing, seemingly comfortable in the clear blue waters it resided in. Asuka peered down into the water to see what (Y/n) was so focused on, finding the animal to be quite cute. Nonetheless, she saw the younger girl liked the animal more. So she picked it up gently and presented it to the (h/c) haired girl. She gave a delighted little squeal at the gesture.

"Let's name him," Asuka declared, beaming endlessly as she saw the smile on the younger girl's face, "I think he seems like a...Taro."

"Taro?" (Y/n) contemplated, "I think he's more of a Tetsuya."

"Tetsuya the turtle it is," the orange-haired girl grinned, "Aw, look at him. I think he's a lady's man."

The turtle moved its head from side to side before giving what looked like a smile. The older female decided the turtle was her and the (h/c) haired girl's new companion and took him to the sand. At that point, she set him down and watched as he began moving around in the sand. He didn't seem to abandon the girls as they constructed a sandcastle of their own, turning it into a palace for crabs.

The turtle continued to play in the sand, even placing his flipper on the sandcastle as though he wanted to live in the castle. Its little face made the girls coo and give the animal as much attention as he so desired. It seemed he greatly appreciated the love he received, especially from the two beautiful girls. He was one happy turtle, envied by many even if he didn't know it. (Y/n) and Asuka were all over the little thing, earning the eye of the grey-haired boy who turned his attention to them.

"He's such a cutie pie," the orange-haired girl grinned, "I'd keep him if he weren't a wild little thing."

"Agreed," the younger girl chuckled, rubbing the turtle's head, only for him to tap his flipper on the sand, "Tetsuya is adorable. A lot sweeter than Toma. That's for sure."

"Yes, well, no one is near as grumpy as he is," Asuka chuckled.

As the two girls finished their sandcastle, the orange-haired girl gave a beam at the work. The castle was nowhere near perfect. In fact, it appeared more like a combination of terrible structure and silly-looking spires. Nonetheless, she loved it, and made sure to savor the moments she had with (Y/n). She grabbed her phone from inside and quickly snapped a picture of her with the younger girl, both of them giving a wide smile as Tetsuya snuck into the frame.

"Cheese," the younger girl grinned.

As Asuka snapped the picture, she giggled to herself and then placed her phone onto the towel next to her. The older girl then continued to play around with (Y/n), the both of them running around and chasing one another. The two were squealing with great joy, beginning to draw the attention of Sora who leaned against the doorway. He began to get jealous of his childhood friend, especially when she was having more time with (Y/n) than he was.

At the same time, the orange-haired girl was feeling entirely full of feeling, having great joy, love, affection, and so much more. It'd been quite some time since she'd felt such strong attractions to another. The love she was able to feel for the younger girl gave her strange possessiveness. It was a strangely delightful feeling that took over her whole being, shaking her very soul and drowning it in pleasant ecstasy.

At the same time, she was beginning to see how close (Y/n) and Sora were getting, and it was anything but welcome. Perhaps she was able to have the younger girl to herself most of the time, but it didn't mean very much if it didn't allow her to see the feelings she had for her. It seemed she was stuck in a zone that radiated with the energy of an elder sister or a close friend, not a lover.

Though it was hard to change it without strengthening the unwelcome bonds to the (h/c) haired girl, she was determined to try. It wasn't fair that Sora could move on while she was stuck in the past. She wanted to have such a bond that couldn't be broken, even by death, especially by death. Too much was at stake for her to lose. She couldn't allow herself to show a hint of defeat. The only thing she could do was to show the trust and stake she held in (Y/n) and hope things turned out her way lest she did something drastic.