( QUITE A LONG STORY )

" Alright, Stay Here While I Get Some Ice Cream. Don't Go Near The Water! I'll Be Right Back. " the tall man called as Roger started to dust off the sand from his hat ( From When He Had Been Having A Sand Fight With Brian. )

" - Alrighty! "

Brian padded cheerfully off to the baby blue and white stall in the distance, and Roger turned away to throw some more flat pebbles into the gushing ocean. He lowered his baker boys hat, as the sun was in his eyes - even if it was extremely windy.

Suddenly, the running wind swept off his hat, making him gasp chokingly. The hat fell silently in the water, floating there like it didn't matter at all. Roger looked back at Brian ordering, and to the ocean.

He quickly waddled, his bare feet in the water now, reaching out to the hat. His knees were just below the salty, blue liquid when he saw a gargantuas wave heading towards him, about to sweep him right off his feet.

Brian started to travel back to where he thought Roger was, but there were no signs of his loving blonde boyfriend anywhere to be seen.

" Roger? " he called, Worried for him. " Roger? Roger Meddows?? "

" BRI!!! "

A short cry of help whined across his head, and he turned to see a faint body reaching out in the coast, his head bobbed up and down, and he was splashing violently, choking up water and spluttering. The guitarist gasped throatily, dropping the ice cream on the thick, grainy sand.

" ROGER!! " he shrieked in horror. He was being swept firmly away from the beach. Brian looked hastily around, before quickly taking off his sandals and t - shirt, and walloping into the water, where he swam swiftly, unlike Roger who could not float nor swim in the sea.

When Brian got to him, he wrapped Rogers arms around his back, and Roger spluttered salty ocean water onto his bare back. " What Did I Tell You About Going In?? " Brian gasped, kissing Rogers soaked cheek.

He replied with a whine and a chesty cough, and Brian patted his back with his fist. He let out a shriek when he saw another huge wave coming over them. They both screamed chokingly in our terror as they parted due to the strong current.

They were now quite far away from the beach, it looked small from where they were.

Brian bobbed up, his eyes bloodshot and sore. He gasped chestily as he saw no Roger come up with him. He felt his eyes started to water in fear. Suddenly, a gurgling screech from under the water, and a hand trying to clasp onto something for dear life.

" ROGER!! " Brian gasped, instantly, almost automatically reaching for his hand and pulling him up. His eyes were only half - open, and his skin was a deadly pale. His soggy hair hung over his face.

When he tried to swim back, the current pulled him away, and he had a hopeless, half - unconscious Roger on his back, almost crying. He could feel Rogers cold hands trembling violently on his neck, and he gave them quick, warm kisses before trying to find something to hang onto.

Every now and then he would lose his strength, but have to continue to caress his lover on his aching back, he was gasping loudly and tiredly. " I Wanna Go Home.. " whimpered a sobbing voice behind him, tears falling to his shoulders. He pulled Roger closer to his face, and hugged him behind his chest.

Just then did they see a power line not far away standing in the ocean. Brian breathed in heavily, and swam swiftly towards it. Roger started to splutter violently, and Brian kissed his cold lips, and gave some emergency breaths just in case. He climbed upon it, hanging onto its metal bars with Roger holding onto his back strongly, with his quaking arms around his neck. Brian started to scream for help.

Meanwhile at the beach, Freddie & John are hanging out near the boat racks.

John looked out in curiosity towards the gushing sea at a power line not far away, he tugged on Freddie's shoulder, pointing and gasping. There seemed to be two familiar boys hanging on for dear life.

" I - Is That..Brian & Roger On There?! " the brunette choked, smacking down his drink. Their eyes widened in horror.

The young blonde suddenly almost fell from the line, the curly boy catching him. The blonde seemed not to be moving, but breathing. Brian started to yell, scream and cry for help, waving his arms wildly.

" Fucking Hell, John - It Does Look Like Them Aswell! They Don't Look Safe There - In Fact, They Don't Look Like They Want To Be There AT ALL! "

" WE GOTTA GET THEM! " they shrieked in sync. They instantly ran over to Johns dad, where Freddie gained a good idea. " Mr. Deacon?! Mr. Deacon!!! C - Can We Borrow That Boat You Rented?? " he spluttered, John panicking quietly behind him. His father cluelessly gave a smile, handing him the key and pointing towards a grand boat for 4 people. Perfect for a rescue mission like this. They pushed it into the water in one go, jumping on and sailing out towards the stranded couple.

Back To Brian & Roger...

Brian gasped in relief when he saw a boat coming quickly towards him and his boyfriend. He started to yell, waving his arms but confusingly putting them down when he looked closer onto the ship. One there were two smiley boys, waving excitedly and calling.

When the boat pulled up, he hung Roger closer to his back, leaning into the ship. He was met with the faces of the other couple, Freddie and John.

" Freddie...? John?? What Are You Doing Here? "

Freddie stepped proudly before them, rising his chest like a cockerel. " We've Come To Save You, Darlings! "

" Johns Dad Rented A Boat And Let Us Take It Out - Pretty Swagger, Isn't It? Don't We Look Like Proper Sailors Now! "

Brian gave him a death stare, letting him see the unconscious, pale and soaking face of Roger. He gasped, and John curled around him in horror.

" Holy Mother Of Cheese On Toast...What Happened To Him?? " the bassist hesitated, reeling himself towards Freddie. His mouth dropped like a broken elevator. Brian gave another death stare, Roger gently opening his eyes and coughing chestily.

Brian gave him a kiss on his freezing head before looking back up at them. " Maybe If You Could Stop Showing Off Instead Of Saving Me And My Boyfriend From Hyperthermia, I Could Tell You! " he nagged.

" Oh, Yes! The Saving Bit...Almost Forgot About That, Darling! "

Brian huffed angrily as he was lifted along with Roger onto the boat, where they wrapped towels around each boy, heading back to the control room and leaving the couple to revive themselves. Roger finally fully woke up.

" B - Bri..? " He crooned, his eyes half open, revealing pink, blood shots all over them, ruining the beautiful blue colour they usually would be. Brian pulled him over for a hug, kissing his cheek in many places. He could feel Roger shivering weakly against him.

His eyes started to well up in relief, and he tugged Roger close.

" I Could've Lost You, Roger... " he sniffled, pulling his face towards him. He watched tears drip down Rogers eyes, and he wiped them with his thumb softly. " Never, Never Scare Me Like That Again, Gorgeous.. "

Roger nodded and tucked his head into Brian's chest. Brian wrapped some of his towel around his shivering body. He removed Rogers wet t - shirt, and hugged him close. Roger cuddled into Brian, sitting on his lap and finally smiling gently, purring quietly.

The Brunette bassist walked smartly as always out of the control room, padding up to the snuggling couple. " Almost There, Guys. Keep Yourselves Alive. "

A voice echoed from inside of the room, sounding joyful and interested. " Sounds Like A Good Song Title, Deaky Dear. " John nodded exitedly. " Maybe. "

" I'll Leave You Two To It, Then. " John sighed in relief, heading back to Freddie.

When they made it back to the beach, they finally got their ice creams, and headed off to Brian's home.