bakerstreet | A Day at the Beach Meme

A Day at the Beach Meme

So you need a vacation. The weather's nice, so why not hit the beach?

So here are the rules:

1. Comment with your character and put their name and canon in the subject line.
2. Do beach stuff with whoever threads with you. Go tanning. Collect seashells. Have a picnic. Swim. Surf. Visit the little resort. Get stranded at sea in a canoe. Day or night. Do your own thing.
3. There is no need for RNG here, just have fun. :)

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Maybe to some, maybe even to many, Roxas wasn't all that impressive compared to others. But as far as things were concerned with Xion, Roxas was Roxas and she wouldn't have him any other way. Who he was- it was that very spark that made him, him, not what he looked like, that could make her so happy even if at times she would still recess into guilt. She had perhaps... forgiven herself a little more by and by for what she had put him through. But she would definitely never forget, would make things right in her own way. To make sure he would be able to laugh and smile and remain him and not just Sora's nobody.

So, it was times like this that made his follow through all the more relieving, his laughter ringing in that warm feeling in the echo of her false heart. And she found herself letting go in turn, giggles pattering along like the splish-splashing trickles of water that lapsed back into its whole. Her hand tightened on his in turn and she looked back at him, newly wet hair partly caught on her face as she grinned at him like old times. As if everything they'd been through, all those hard times for just an instant had never happened. Maybe something slightly distracting, but she was too caught up in the moment to consider that maybe they should have been watching where their feet were going.

Just maybe. To either of their credit, with all of the commotion in the water, it probably would've been difficult to see. Beneath the churning sea and the clouds of kicked-up sand was a juvenile string of seaweed. Stubbornly rooted where it was, drifting to and fro with all the motion... and tangling around Roxas' ankle.

At first, he just felt something different down there. Then with his next step, he didn't quite advance as far as he thought he would, setting him off-balance. Finally, as he struggled to pull forward and keep pace with Xion as she led him on their romp through the gentle surge, he stumbled.

His movement forward stopped abruptly, his hand staying tight around hers. He tried to hop forward a couple steps in vain effort to keep his balance.

"Wha!? WHA?! WHOAAA!!!"

Suiting last words for a durp like him. If Xion managed to get free, she'd likely see her friend go into the shallow water with a fairly spectacular splash. And if she didn't? Well, she'd be joining him in the brine.

Who'da thought some stray, wiry seaweed would cause this much mischief? She- Well, she hadn't really thought about it, but then to be fair, it at least didn't look like there was anything to worry about. Save their own two feet, perhaps. The way he suddenly stopped was her first warning, making her jerk back slightly. It wasn't enough to take her off balance, too, but it definitely drew her attention. She looked back just as he shouted and that was all the warning she got before she felt his balance give. Oh, yeah. That's right. He was still holding onto her which meant-

"Whoa!" She was falling, too. For that matter, she was falling sideways, right smack on top of him. She hadn't meant to add to the repercussions, but well. There she was. At least the sand gave them a relatively soft landing although it was more than a little on the wet side as the water surged once more under her own weight. While her first instinct was to remove herself, she found it to be a trickier predicament than she first thought it to be. And maybe she was a little on the inner flailing side as she felt that new, strange feeling of skin on skin contact. It was certainly different from holding hands and maybe a slightly distracting. Oh- Maybe she should say something.

"Hold on! Sorry, I'll be off of you in just a minute, Roxas!" She should be asking him to let go of her hand. Probably. But well.

The final act of their tumble ended up playing out faster -far faster, than his senses could keep up with. By the time he could tell up from down again, Roxas was finding himself getting used to a number of odd new sensations. At least they helped him piece together all the little details he lost in the blur of everything happening all at once.

For starters, they landed more toward the shallow and wet-sand part of the beach than the actual has-water part. Of course, there still WAS water... but it was just that bit of tide that lazily washed up on the edge of the shore. If it weren't for the fact that his instincts were telling him that the sand was going to be a pain to get out of his hair, the whole feel of just the water lapping up past his ears really wasn't so bad.

That actually led to the question of him wondering just how in all of the tussle that he ended up managing to land flat on his back. There were worse ways he imagined he couldn't landed: on his face or maybe on his side or perhaps at some weird and uncomfortable angle.

Then there was that odd calm. That feel and realization that she was on top of him, their fingers interlaced. Somewhere in the back of his head, he was flailing as wildly as she seemed to be. There were those confusing feelings he tended to get when thinking about girls and parts of them he wasn't entirely sure he should focus on. But then, it was Xion. It was okay that they were touching, right? What's the worst that could come of it? Still, he figured that there wasn't much point in letting her think he was entirely okay with all of this. Among other things, he was sore as all get-out from the landing.

So with a shake of his head to double-check his bearings, he looks up at her as he cranes his neck up slightly. The blond's expression seems to reflect that modest bit of pain he was feeling from the whole falling deal.

"It's alright... are you okay?"

Her focus had been all front and center on trying to pry herself off of him up until she finally heard his voice break through her intentions. Bright eyes finally darted up to catch sight of his face. She couldn't hide the red tinging her cheeks nor did she attempt to, attention temporarily pried from that strange tangle of feelings with the way she noticed him wincing. It wasn't as if they hadn't dealt with pain before. They'd been through plenty of fights together against the Heartless. All the same, she couldn't help but feel a little sheepish. She doubted her landing on him had helped with how he'd already landed.

"Yeah, I'm fine- what about you? H-Here." She attempted to rise again, coming so close to pushing off onto her knees. But then her balance failed her and she collapsed again. At least this time, she eased the fall. But that still left her back to square one. And that was maybe when she realized their hands were still together and if she just asked him to... Come on, Xion. Not that hard. And she was all up in his space and maybe he didn't- It's alright.

She closed her eyes and ducked her head, quiet one moment. And then a soft laugh arose from her. Uncertain but there. Why did they always seem to end up in these circumstances? She swore, ever since they had ended up in the city... Not that it was... really a bad circumstance if he didn't mind, but... But they were there to enjoy the beach, right? And... and...

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

A Day at the Beach Meme

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject