WHO: Semi-open to all Bakura and Momiji's friends and others that would be dragged along WHERE: Some beach in New York WHEN: Today WARNINGS: Sand SUMMARY: Beach trip FORMAT: Words
Momiji wasn't too far off, wearing nothing but a pair of yellow and pink trunks and a scuba mask. He was leaning over, face stuck in the water, trying to look for something interesting on the ocean floor.
And Bakura had indeed succeded, causing the younger boy to jump. He lost his footing on the wet sand below and fell back into the water. Momiji resurfaced a few moments later, pushing back his wet bangs and pointing dramatically.
Momiji responded by sticking his tongue out, then grimaced at the taste of salt. He doesn't look mad, if the grin that starts to overtake his fave is any indication. He pulled of mask to be able to see better.
"Good, good!" He cheered, waving the hand with the mask in it around and unintentionally sending up sprays of water. "I thought something like this would make you happy! Who doesn't love the beach?"
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"Bakuraaaaaaaa." He drawled out, whining.
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"Are you having fun?"
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"I knew you would move!"
...Okay, so that probably wasn't too believable. He swam closer and climbed up on Bakura's shoulders.
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