The beach shone in the early morning light. Its beauty was reflected off the bus that pulled up and opened it doors, to the relief of the five boys getting off.
Two, who were obviously older, clacked with their stuff and the metal chain that stuck them together. The other three were in their early teens. Each had their respective stuff tucked under there arms.
One of the older men held out a whistle. All the teens held their breath waiting. The silver was raised to full pink lips. The boy’s lined up for a race.
“TA- TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!”
The younger boys took off down the sand dunes to the cool sand, laughing when their feet hit the fine dust. They immediately started to throw sand at each other; tossing their stuff on places yelling various things at each other.
“Mine, Bitches!” A blond boy yelled slapping his stuff on a particularly high sand hill. He ripped off his black cotton shirt, leaving on only his low tied black swimmers, to show off tanned skin, ripped with youth type muscles. His toned chest took in deep breaths emphasizing his upcoming six pack stomach. He ignored the sun hitting the scar that ran from the left side of his face to the low-end of his middle back section. Thin but strong legs strode along the sea end of the private beach until he reached the next hill.
On this one was a teen just a few months his junior. “Don’t act like an idiot, Mello”. The taller boy with a shock of bright red hair laughed to his close friend. Everything this boy had was covered in different game symbols right down to his Final Fantasy II trunks. He wasn’t as tanned as his friend. But, he still showed his stuff with a swimmers body. Even muscles pulled and pushed under his skin when ever he moved. He used dexterous arm power to slide and climb down his hill to join his friend and moved on to the next hill that was occupied by the last three people.
“Matt’s right, Mello.” The oldest said rubbing the smallest body there in lotion. “This is an open area and we don’t need to draw attention.” He turned the tiny body in front of him around as he continued his ministration of ointment. “Near.” He said firmly “If you don’t hold still I might miss a place.”
“Yes, L.” The boy said standing erect to give L access. These two looked like opposite images of each other. The elder’s head was covered in messy, thick, raven black hair. He had yet to remove his shirt, but his legs were muscled beyond belief. This was of course thanks to his odd sitting behaviors and tendency to play tennis with his chained partner. Who was struggling with the large umbrella they had brought.
The small boy was the picture of a walking snow child; nothing at all like other boys his age. He was tiny in size and barely had any muscle to speak of. They only showed really when he moved or flexed. His infantile appearance wasn’t helped by his milk white skin and thick, curly, white hair. He had on small cream colored swimming trunks. He chose these when the others had said if he wore white he would look naked. Not wanting to be the nudist, he went and bought slightly different colored things.
“I don’t care if it’s open.” Mello said stubbornly crossing his guns over his chest. “I could scream that and run naked all along here and no one would be here to say anything about it. Right, Light?” He said tossing a glance at the other adult there.
The man chuckled and looked the tan teen in his bright blue eyes. “Now that would be entertaining. A naked Mello running and screaming profanity at the top of his lungs.” He closed his caramel orbs and started to laugh hysterically.
Mello’s mouth hung open at the comment. “Shut the f-.” He was cut off by the long thin pail hand that covered his mouth. L was giving him the look of death. So the blond opted to instead to flip the laughing male off and turn away.
“Are you done?” Near said. “I really want to go play with Matt and Mello.”
“Yes, Near, you are done.” L said letting the three boys go run down the hill together. “But, come back to get your next coating in twenty minutes!”
Near looked at the sky and nodded to his mentor before tearing down to the water with the other two. They immediately started a game of water beach ball, smacking Nears bright colored ball into the air with resounding ‘WACKS’!
