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We arrived at the beach house only one mile away from the actual shore. The beach house is owned by the manager's brother who works as a life guard, and he is kind enough to let us rent it for the sponsorship. 

"Welcome," he says, "It's been a while, sis."

"Naru!" Okura jumps and hugs him. I can't help but notice the other girls swooning over him and his tan figure. 

"Thanks for coming out everyone. You're welcome to rest up before heading to the water." He says. 

"Okay," we all say, the others still staring at Naru. 

We all walk up the wooden stairs and open the door. Air conditioning and a sent of freshly washed sheets beckoned us inside. I stare in awe at how well the place is decorated. The couch twists around the room with a tall, white lamp by the coffee table made of glass. A television is mounted to the wall across the seating area and adjacent to the kitchen that has a counter of brown tile. 

We set our bags down and walked out to the balcony which has a view to the ocean in the far distance. The breeze is excellent up here. 

Everyone goes back inside to change into their bathing suits, leaving me to have the whole terrace. I rest my elbows on the wooden rails and let the wind cool me off as I stand in the shade. "Not going inside?" I hear a familiar voice behind me ask.

"I will," I answer. Usui walks over to the edge of the balcony next to me. "Why did you have to come with us again?"

"The manager asked me to, I told you. She wanted me to be the body guard."

"Are you serious." I say, flatly. 

"Plus if you happen to drown I can't just let some other guy do mouth to mouth." He says and his hand reaches to touch my hair. I slap it away and turn to my back is leaning against the edge.

"No way." I retort. "I'm not going out there anyway." I say matter-of-factly. 

"You're not going to enjoy the ocean?"

"No, it's miserable out there. Too hot and I hate wearing swim suits. I feel too insecure. Plus they're expensive. The only one I have is my school swim suit and I'm not putting that on."

The way he seemed to be put out at me saying I wasn't going to wear a swim suit... I feel like hitting him. "I'm going inside." I say and walk towards the door. 

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Apparently the sponsorship is bringing the café to the beach. There is a bar by the beach that is letting us use the building for the advertisement. There, we set tables outside gave people our business card and original location while giving them coffee like the café that we are.

I, thankfully, got to stay inside and make the drinks while Okura, Noya, and Asaka were outside dealing with the peoples. I hummed along to the background music in the bar happily while I used their espresso machine. I get air conditioning while the others get sunburned. 

"Need a hand?" I hear a voice say. I turn around and see Naru standing in the door way with a smile on his face and his brown hair lightly brushing over his eyes. 

"Do you know how?" I ask him, referring to the machinery.

"Yeah yeah, I bartend. It shouldn't be too different." He says and walks over. I smile and break eye contact, confusingly thinking of how using an ice shaker is similar to an espresso machine.

"Okay, you take the even numbers." I say.

"Got it," he says and takes a paper note with an order of a double shot.

We work together and tackle the orders, me laughing at his confusion when he doesn't know how to make basic latte art. I take his cup and show him how. Wow, he is taller than me. 

I look up, seeing movement from the corner of my eye out the front door, but no one is there. Maybe it's the heat getting to me. 

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Sunset falls and we went back to the beach house we are staying in. We didn't have any time today to enjoy the beach, so tomorrow was reserved specifically for that. We ran out of business cards from the popular turn up. 

It is really late and outside is total darkness. Everyone had gone to bed, but I am too awake to think about sleep right now. I put on my shoes and take the beach house key sitting on the counter. As quiet as humanly possible, I sneak out the front door and lock it back. I walk down the steps and walk the mile to the beach, using a flashlight to illuminate my path.

I walk over the wooden bridge, pass the sign pointing to the beach, and take off my shoes, leaving them hidden in a bush. In bare feet, I walk through the loose, cool sand and walk down to the high tide ocean. I look up and see the moon is the brightest thing in the sky, illuminating the inky black backdrop that is dotted with stars. 

I sit down close to where the sand turns wet and lay my feet out so the water touches them with each gentle wave. I love that sound... the ocean is so peaceful at night, where there are no people and no heat. I swayed back and forth to the song in my head, "Anahola" by Kunzite.

I put my hands behind me and lean back. I listen to the waves crash so closely that I don't hear the sound of footsteps behind me. 

"You're out late," I hear a voice behind me say. I jump and turn around to see Usui.

"Crisis, Usui, You scared the living daylight out of me." I say, my heart racing. He ignores me and sits next to me.

"Why are you out here alone?" He asked me. "And so late too."

"Night time is the only time of day when the beach isn't unbearably hot." I paused. "And I didn't want to wake anyone."

"It's dangerous to be out alone at night. You don't know what kind of people are out there, [y/n]." He said. I looked at him and saw frustration in his eyes. I crossed my legs and leaned forward, stating at the ground, slightly shamed. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you." His kind words made my chest strangely heave with sadness. 

I looked the other way and closed my eyes to prevent tears from falling. Seriously? Tears in a time like this? What is wrong with me? I hear Usui shift beside me, seeing my face.

"Did I say something wrong?"

I looked at him with a slightly red face and teary, annoyed eyes. "Stupid Usui," was the only thing I could think of. I feel like one more word would be just enough to make me break down. He smiles and we sit there in silence, staring at the ocean waves, until I found I could no longer keep my eyes open. 

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