It's quite a lovely day. Hot as hell, but lovely.

After all, during the middle of the day the temperature is the highest and most of everyone is either inside with their beloved a/c or outside wearing as little clothing as legally possible. Rain was about inbetween. He wore light layers of white clothing, underwear, shorts and a cami, then a tight little tennis dress over that, he even had a little gatsby style hat to match.

Usually on a day like this, he'd be inside taking a nap or doing his homework but today was grocery day. But he got side tracked on the way there and ended up where he was, skates, socks, and dress up on the grass, sitting on the riverside with his tanned toes in the water. He was only in a pair of small, white cotton shorts and a rather tight white cami that flattered his bosom.

He was in a nice shaded spot, with trees and clouds and a nice breeze. He was leaning back on his arms, the wind blowing his light auburn around his freckled face. His tan skin seemed to have gotten even tanner over the month, likely from swimming and being outside often. His blue-grey eyes were barely visible under his thick eyelashes and half closed eyelids.

Oh yes, there was a little someone with him. A dog, sleeping, a cute little furry thing that looked like a mini lassie, but was actually a Shetland Sheepdog. Yes, well Pupu was currently taking a snooze too, Rain had brought him along as a treat becuase he hadn't taken him out for a walk lately. The dog seemed really happy about it too, which was why Rain had most likely got side tracked, focused more on treating his dog then buying groceries. Sweet.

It really was a lovely day.

He’s been to the beach all morning, playing in the sand with kids that he doesn’t know. Most parents don’t want their children around him, most children want to be around him. He’d been chasing them in and out of the water until his pants had soaked up the water nearly to his thighs. His back is still covered in sand, the little grains sticking to the sweat and water on his skin. He’s walking along the river now, a sort of leasurly but slightly quick pace, heading for...well, he didn’t really know where. The parents had taken the kids out of the sun for the hottest part of the day, to lunch and he’d been left with nothing to do.

It was right about the time when he was only six or so feet away that he noticed first the dog and then the girl. Or girl until his eyes went lower to the small shorts. They went back to the breast, then the shorts again. Then a slow smile creeped over his lips and he quieted his footsteps. He moved over the soft dirt and sand mixture on the bank on bare feet until he was nearly over Rain, then straddled him and sat back, his butt on the other’s Thighs.

“Cute Dog.” He was already reaching out a hand to let the dog sniff.

His hair is still to short to tie all the way back but too long to be called short. The ponytail at the base of his neck was only half an inch long and strands escaped to hang around his pretty face. His hair had once upon a time been blonde, then blood red, then faded to this current Easter egg pink. Ivan’s wearing what some would call winter clothing during summer. He was dressed in pants that covered his feet entirly, hung low low on his hips and was held by one sliver, handcuff linked belt, then decorated by another drooping pyramid belt and another leather belt with false bullets in them. A pair of black and white strip boxers peek out the top. He isn’t wearing a shirt, it’s hanging from his back pocket, and his chest is pale, flat and bony with two silver loops on the nipples and an adolescents thin, light blonde trail of hair leading into the pants. Otherwise, his chest is hairless. On his head is a cowboy hat, worn and faded, hiding the pink hair, on the bridge of his nose are his glasses. Pesky little things. Around one wrist is a set of handcuffs, around the other, a chain-link wrist cuff. Looped around his throat is a single thin leather strap about as thick as a shoelace. With his pale skin, he was going to be burnt. He’d only just stopped peeling from his last burn.

How can we summerize Rain's shock when someone's weight is suddenly upon him?

"Oh shit!"

Seems about right. When someone suddenly plunks down onto his lap, the first thing Rain does it swear, flying forward and smacking right into that someone. He managed to his noes rather hard against the thin chest and flung his head back, hands clamped against his face. He didn't throw the person off though, he barely heard the person speak and Pupu hadn't barked at him either.

He knew that voice. Oh the little snot. Rain lowered his hands, a pout on his face as he eyed the other. Pupu was currently standing up and sniffed eagerly at the other's hand, even licking it. It was obvious he was one of the sweet dogs who loved anyone and everyone no matter what, unless you messed with Rain of course. Rain's grey-blue eyes were open lazily and an eyebrow was raised as he leaned back on his hands.

"Brat."

Rain couldn't pout forever, no, a grin was now on his face, it was more like a smile though. How about both put together? He was chuckling anyways, shaking his head and studying his dog and the other.

"His name is Pupu, short for..." What was Pupu's name short for? The puppy had always been Pupu...maybe it was short for puppy... "...something, I've forgotten."

He grinned this time and shrugged.

"How are you doing Ivan?"

Ivan put a hand to his chest where Rain bumped into the solid flatness of it. He reached out the other hand and put it over Rain's mouth when he was done speaking, a deep frown on his eyebrows. "Aren't you the one that yelled at me for swearing last time?"

He grinned then, sat back onto Rain's thighs again when the dog began to lick his hand, dropping his other hand from Rain's mouth onto his own thigh. He moved his hand over to scratch between Pupu's ears, then down the back of his neck. He then leaned forward and kissed Rain on the lips, chaste and probably cutter then he'd meant to be. The glasses slid down, he pushed them up.

Brat?!

"You know...my aunt is still trying to convince me of that." He grinned. "I've been alright." In the shade, you could already tell he was burnt a light pink over his usually pale chest. At least the burn part hasn't started. It'll burn to hell later.

Rain was about to retort after the other's hand left his mouth but found himself unable to do when the other's mouth covered his own. It may have been a quick, chaste kiss but Rain still had a foolish little smile on his mouth. That boy was most definetly a flirt, thank-goodness he was legal or Rain would feel very much like a child-molester. He shook his head, a smirk replacing the smile.

"Aren't you getting comfortable?" He chuckled and looked up lazily to the boy with a shrug, "I may have done something like that." Hell if he remembered.

Rain noticed the burning but didn't say anything yet, he chose to grin instead, alright is better than bad. He nodded, "That's good news. Been fine myself."

He gave a grin as Pupu snuggled up to Ivan, resting his head on the other's thigh, looking up at him with those big puppy eyes. Who could resist them? Rain had to learn how of course, or else the puppy would be fat and spoiled, not sleek and well trained. Ah well, he giggled at the adoring dog and pet the cutie himself.

"Comfortable?" He frowned a little. "No. Not yet." He leaned forward and drapped himself over Rain, his arms going over his shoulder and hanging limply there. "Now I'm cofortable." So he's feeling a little childish today, it comes from going to the beach and playing with kids all day. But he frowns again and sits up, undrapping from Rain and touching one hand flat over his chest. "Ow."

Just a little burn. "Need lotion." Then as an after thought he added, "later." When Aunt Sarah sees him and busts out the banana smelling lotion and puts it on him for him like he's just a child still. He dropped his hand back onto his thigh, leaving a white, fading hand print in the pinkness of his bony chest.

"What're you doing out here? Besides sleeping and letting me sneak up on you." He leaned over and scratched Pupu behind the ears with both hands, his whole body bent over nimbly, his forehead to the gogs. "Some gaurd dog you make huh?"

"Ha! So I see..." Rain chuckled and relaxed, staying that way even after the boy sat up. Uh-oh, seems he has a sunburn, that came as no surprise to Rain, seeing how pale he is. Rain doesn't burn, must be becuase of the Austrailian/Mediteranean mix in him. He simply smiled and leaned forward, kissing the other's chest gently, his lips were cool and very soft, so it shouldn't feel unpleasant.

"He isn't made for being a guard dog, poof balls don't make good guard dogs...he's a hearding dog, a Shetland Sheepdg, aka Sheltie..."

He chortled at the two young boys, Pupu was now licking Ivan's face, luckily his dog's mouth was clean or else Ivan would be stuck with puppy breath. Totally gross, and Rain wouldn't let him give any kisses nor would he be getting any. A shakes of his head and Rain plopped back, laying on the ground, looking up at Ivan. He was tempted to say something about needing to put on suntan lotion but he decided not to right now, only if his burn gets worse.

"What am I doing here? Grocery shopping, can't you see?" Rain's eyes were half way closed again, relaxed and enjoying the shade and breeze. He'll do the shopping later of course, but right now was time for his R&R.

Ivan laughed, pushed the dog down useing his forarm to get the tongue off of his face. Dog breath or not, dog kisses are rather strange and sloppy. Ivan grinned when Rain kissed his burnt chest, touched it again. "I'll peel in about three days. Then I'll be the ubber ghost again." He rubbed his chest lightly, making sharp tingling feelings over the burn.

Ivan watched Rain lay down, didn't budge from where he sat with his butt on the other's thighs. It was a flirty but not overly serious place to be, comfortable and in no way too imposing for either of them. Pluse, he liked it there so he wasn't going to move.

Grocery shopping, can't you see?

Ivan smiled, leaned over and picked up the discarded dress that Rain had had on over the short little shorts and had discarded with his socks and skates. He took off his hat, pulled the dress on over his head, then stood and chimmied it down over his hips, replaced the cowboy hat, and grinned.

"Shopping. I see that." How cute he looked standing there with a cowboy hat, glasses, a white dress and baggy, strappy pants. You don't match Ivan.

Ivan was a current example of a fashion fopaux. Rain found it very amusing, thus explains why he was curled up, arms under his bosom along with his knees and laughing quite hard. It was a silly sight, much to Rain's amusement, and just what anyone would need to brighten up their day.

Pupu was just staring like the happy ditz he was, oh! Master is happy, goodgoodgood. Essentially. Anyways, there isn;t much to type considering Rain is still laughing, tears straming down his cheeks. One couldn't explain why he found this so funny, he probably couldn't either. It's just one of those times where something hits the right cord at the right time and you can just enjoy a good, long and hearty laugh.

Long indeed.

"What?!" He's smiling, grinning even, his glasses sliding down his nose further while he stands over Rain and watches him get a good laugh. He watched him curl up, made a soft laughing sound through his nose. Then he cocked one hip to the side, raised his chin, nose in the air, and put a hand on the hip, the other hand thrown out like some prissy movie star.

"What?! Not my color?"

He tugged at the bottom of the dress. The material actually felt good and cool against his burnt skin. Enough to send cold chills over his chest. Why does mild cold always give you cold chills with a sun burn? Ivan stores the question away to be looked up later.

The first attempt Rain made at trying to say anything came out as a wheeze. Kinda sad, eh? Anyways after a moment Rain finally calmed down, uncurling and stretching out, lifting a foot to push against Ivan's thigh.

"Neh! Nothing is wrong, just the fact you're the perfect example of a fashion fopaux...most men and women would die before they were wearing what you are wearing." He rolled his eyes before breaking into a grin and spreading his arms out, "But I still think you look positively amusing!"

Amusing that is, besides adorable, but Ivan doesn't like to be called anything that connects him to cute, now does he? And hot nor sexy isn't exactly a word to describe him momentarilly.

Pupu's just satisfied with barking and wagging his tail.

"Amusing!!" He managed to sound offended. "Why I never! I ought to march off with your dress right now and leave you to wander around in those little shorts. I'll even steal your dog!" He mockingly shoved Rain's foot off of his thigh and pat his hands to his thighs. "Come'ere Pupu. Come here."

Ivan might kill Rain for calling him cute, adorable only Aunt Sarah could get away with. Cute...not even she could survive the effects. He then took a step to the side so he wasn't standing over Rain, then basically collapsed onto his knees, still wearing the dress over his pants.

"What is it?" He touched the material again, rubbing it over and against his burnt skin. Then he reached up and pushed back his glasses. Sooo cool against his reddened skin.

Rain sat up suddenly, snapping his fingers. Here comes the diva in him, hell it was amazing he could even keep a straight face doing this. A raised eyebrow and his hand on a hip, he was ready to start.

"Ex-cuuuuuuse me? I know you didn't just diss mah shorts boy! Cuase these shorts are not meant to be underestimated, look at how well they show off my butt!" He jumped up, spinning around, hand still on one cocked hip. And indeed his butt did look very nice, especially with those nicely toned legs of his legs. He spun back around, collapsing once again onto the ground into the position he had originally been in.

Pupu had long been over by Ivan, trying to jump onto his lap, still licking him and rubbing against him. He's a very affectionate dog after all, give him some lovin' and your his best friend forever! And by the looks of it, Ivan already was his best friend, besides Rain of course. Pup was more devoted to Rain than any other best friend, but it never hurts to still want to be near other best friends now does it?

What was that material? Rain got onto his knees, bending foreward to look at the fabric, "You know, I have no idea, but it's this sports material that is very light, like runners wear shorts made out of it 'n stuff...hmm...I don't think I remember...I think it is nylon of some sort..." He nodded, "...Yea...I think so." He grinned and shrugged, looking as innocent as he possibly could.

Ivan stared at Rain's diva...thing with wide green eyes and just sat there, his hands paused on Pupu where he'd been scratching him. He just...stared. Then suddenly, when Rain stopped and started to talk about the material, he luahged out. That ringing laughter, the one he's always had that might just be a little too loud. The one Rain liked because Ivan wasn't afraid to do it, laughing that loud and freely.

He fell over onto his side, his hat falling off, his glasses sliding down to sit crooked, and continued to laugh until a stitch formed in his side, and still he laughed. When he finally stopped laughing he had to suck in air quickly at risk of suffocating himself. He lay on his side for a moment, watching Rain and holding his sides.

look at how well they show off my butt

"You don't need those to show me your butt is nice. Your just trying to rub it in my face that you have a better ass." He made a laughing sound through his nose and started scratching the dog's ears again. Not that you could ever see Ivan's skinny ass through those insanely baggy pants. They always fit his waist perfectly but the rest of them are so baggy.

"Phht!" Rain waved his hand, standing up, "I already knew that! You don't need to remind me!" About Rain's butt being nicer than Ivan's. Rain jumped over to Ivan, tackling his lower half so that he was on laying on his back as Rain straddled his legs with a grin. He gave a little shrug and bent over, try to ignore the breasts Ivan and look at his face. "It's near impossible for someone to choose your skinny ass over my nice ass." He sat back up, laughing lightly, hands under his bosom. He blinked then and leaned back foreward to Ivan.

"Hey! Do you still doubt that my boobs are real or something?" He was simply curious, cuase that invitation to feel them was still open, he didn't let many people touch them but if they didn't really believe they were real he'd let them have a little feel. He's kinda weird, yes, but that's just Rain and if he was any other way he wouldn't really be Rain, now would he?

Ivan was about to say something but was tackled, then was about to say something else when there's Rain's boobs in his face, just like that. He stares, then looks at Rain and smirks. "Really? What if someone doesn't want a fat ass like yours?" He squirmed around, grinning. Rain's going to get grass stains all over his dress if Ivan doesn't stop squirming.

He paused at the thought. Trust me, Ivan's not forgotten that he was offered to touch them. But still, he's just a little virgin flirt. Harmless and so very innocent. He blushed just a little, unnoticably beneath his slightly burnt cheeks. "No. I never doubted they were real." Remember? He thought it was cool that Rain's mother was a doctor like that.

"Fat ass, fat ass! Why I never...oooh!" Rain didn't really noticed what else the other had said, he was too busy pretending to be offended. He lowered his head to Ivan's and raised an eyebrow, the Diva coming back. "The next thing you'll be saying is that my boobs are too big! They are not too big! Look!" Or feel really, becuase that's what Rain did with Ivan's hands, which were much larger than his own and would be good examples.

Anyways, he grabbed onto Ivan's hands and cupped them along his breasts, Ivan's hands hardly could cover Rain's boobs but one could say he made his point. He blinked then, realizing what he did, after all, when he goes into his Diva routine he really doesn't think. And judging by the expression on his face this really wasn't expected. He blinked and his hands dropped, leaving the other's, a raised eyebrow and he looked into Ivan's eyes.

"Could you get your hands off of my bosom? Cause unless your going to do anything, there is no point for you to do this."

In other words, feel 'em up or drop the hands little boy, your virgin ass will be mine someday anyways. Okay...well maybe not that completely, but you get his point, don't you?

Ivan started to laugh. And then his hands are in Rain's and then on Rain's boobs and he stopped short and stared at Rain. Continued to stare, blankly, at Rain. Rain's hands moved and Ivan's green eyes dropped downward, stared. Then:

Could you get your hands off of my bosom? Cause unless your going to do anything, there is no point for you to do this.

Shock be gone..or progress. Whichever. It sounded as if Rain hadn't put his hands there and Ivan had done it all on his own. Poor Ivan.

He suddenly pulled his hands back, gathering them against his own chest and staring at Rain. Then he started to squirm and his overly thin body isn't hard to squirm out from under Rain's and he scooted back, sitting up, knees in the air, heels digging into the ground and his arms pulled against his chest.

"msorry." He mumbled quietly and too fast. His green eyes were not on Rain anymore and he was blushing enough over his entire face to show just a little pinker in the sun burn.

"Don't apologize."

Rain felt guilty. But not guilty enough. He found it all very amusing, so amusing in fact that he started to laugh. And then he found himself laughing so hard he fell forward onto Ivan's legs, his face against the knees and his bosom against the shins. He was still laughing, and will be for a minute or so. There were tears streaming down his cheeks as he sat up, finally able to have caught his breath, face pink and sides sore. He looked up to Ivan finally, blue-grey eyes dancing and a smile on his face.

He was scooching forward and the next thing the other would know is that Rain was sitting on his lap with his legs wrapped around Ivan's waist. His expression had become serious, though tears were still running down his face, the expression did not suite him as well as a smile did. He scanned the other's face.

"You're blushing."

It wasn't that obvious, but Rain could tell the difference between a blush and a burn. This was all amusing to Rain and it was obviosu about that when his face spilt into a large grin, he was really amused about this. Poor Ivan. His voice was layered with laughter and he nearly chortled when he tried to speak.

"You are such a virgin."

"M sorry." For apologizing. Opps. He was still sitting with his knees propped up and his torso upright in a way that would have taken more stomach muscle then he looks like he had. But he's sitting like that. Maybe there's more to his skinny little body then meets the eyes.

He sat and stared at Rain while the other lay laughing on the ground at him. He stared at him and then his eyes narrowed and he started to pull Rain's dress off of himself, struggling with the material. Then Rain was on him, his legs wrapped around Ivan's waist and Ivan's arms were back against his chest, inside the dress, so not to touch anything. His eyes were wide and his face carfully blank, watching Rain like he was some sort of bomb.

You're blushing

It made him blush more to be noticed blushing.

You are such a virgin

That made his eyes narrow again. Do we remember, Rain, that Ivan's temper is like a short fuse at the end of a very big stick of dynamite? "And your an asshole." He struggled with the rest of the dress and pulled it off, then threw it the few inches, up into Rain's face. Now he would walk away...only...he can't. So he leaned back away from Rain as far as he could without actually laying down and crossed his arms over his pinkened chest.

His face was as pink as his hair, the glasses finally fell off entirly and landed on his stomach, then slid down, leaving a painfully tingling trail down his belly. He didn't move, turned his head to the side, away from Rain. Silent treatment. What a teenager.

The dress hit him in the face and it slipped down, falling off onto the ground. He simply stared at Ivan. Rain remembered and thus he didn't press for anything, even when the other snubbed him. The boy was immature, yes, but he was still a boy and thus Rain could understand him. He was patient, as the calm, relaxed expression on his face told. He smiled softy and picked up the glasses, setting them on his face and the dress, setting it on the other's chest.

He shook his head and leaned forward, against the other, looking up at him with those wide blue-grey eyes of his. His freckles seem to stand out even more with him being this close and his tan skin even tanner. His soft smile was as understanding as his nature. Unlike serious Rain, this Rain was still happy but in a more calmer way. It suited him as mcuh as the wild and bouncy Rain, he's much like his mother after all. He simply closed his eyes and sat there, relaxed and not pushing in any way.

He was Rain after all.

Ivan turned to glare at Rain only to find big gray-blue eyes staring at him through his own glasses. Rain didn't even seem angry with him, and that was frustrating. He let a sound that could have been a snarl had it not been so human slip through his lips. He turned away again. His stomach is showing just a light outline of what could be muscle that was never there on his thin body.

He lowered himself backwards onto the ground, useing Rain's weight as a counter balance, all the muscle disappearing from his stomach, leaving it to look as sickly thin as it usually did. He stared at Rain with hardened eyes for a minute, but with each minute, his eyes got less and less hard, moody, angry.

Finally he sighed heavily and squirmed again, looking away without actually turning his face away. "Why'd you do that?"

Rain blinked and cocked his head looking genuinely confused, it was rather cute on him, the way he pursed his lips ever so slightly and looked at you with big eyes...Rain didn't know what Ivan was talking about. He pushed the glasses up his nose, they had been hanging onto the tip.

"Why did I do what?"

Was it the boob thing? Was it not being angry with him? Calling him a virgin? Come now Ivan, Rain has a bad memory and can forget things in an instant, just remind him and he can explain. Also, he had done quite a few things and there was not just one that the question would fit. Meanwhile with Rain, he just stared up at Ivan, his face relaxing slightly but still obvious he'd like a little answer.

Please?

Ivan's eyes widened a little. Rain didn't Know what Ivan was talking about!!?? He stared at Rain, then flopped, lifting his head, torso, and his legs and then tossing them down against the ground. Flop. Literally. He stared at the sky for a second and then waved his hands in front of Rain's chest in a weird, frustrated, flustered guesture.

"That!! Why would you do that!?"

Then he dropped his hands and pull them against his chest again so that there would be no more incidents, Rain's or Ivan's fault. He felt violated but he hadn't been the one touched. Poor little virgin.

"And you made it sound..." That was a frustrated shout with a crack in his voice at the word made. "Like it was my fault."

Rain was staring at Ivan now, with an intense stare, looking him over from below his waist up to the top of his hat. He kept quiet at this moment as he studied him, and as he seemed to come to a conclusion, he nodded and laid onto Ivan. The dress was still on the other's chest and it seemed to enhance the shape of the other's body against their own. But of course Rain didn't mind. He was just staring at Ivan with a small smile.

"Why did I do that?" A small shrug. "I was probably caught up in my Diva routine. As for the 'blame you' thing, it was a joke hon. But I suppose your still too young to understand that, and don't get angry at me! You can get angry at the truth, just not the person telling it."

The reason for him grabbing Ivan's hands and the last comment weren't connected, that was a seperate comment, mainly for Ivan's reactions. Ivan was such a virgin, Rain couldn't but help tease him. Ah well, they say it's at 19 when a male hits their sexual maturity...Rain only got an image of Ivan hitting it and bouncing off. Ouch. Maybe things would change in a few more years, hopefully.

Hey he's sixteen. He's still got three years to go. Meanwhile, he stares at Rain for a long time, his big green-blue eyes just staring. Finally he squirmed again as if the try and get away, then propped himself up on his elbows, straightened his leather cowboy hat. His sitting up probably pushed Rain into a sitting position, or mostly, too. There go those muscles you can't actually see unless he strains them.

He suprisingly did not get mad at Rain for that last comment. Well, actually he did but he supressed it. Which we should all give Ivan a pat on the back for since he never has that much control. He shifted his weight to one arm and pulled his glasses off of Rain's face and put them on himself.

Then he kissed Rain.

Well...if he's going to proove he's not a child, kissings a good step. Don't expect too much more.

Rain certainly didn't, he was half surprised that the boy could actually kiss, as chaste as they are, without blushing. his reaction to Ivan's kiss was simple, returning the kiss, deeper and slightly more mature. With tongue too. Rain really liked 'French kisses' as they call them nowadays. He just calls them kisses with tongue most of the time.

His hands were resting on the other's hips, he wouldn't break the kiss, Ivan would have to, and when the boy does...that's fine with Rain. His own body was pressed against Ivan's. He really liked kissing, especially if they were sweet, his own mouth tasted like the strawberries he so loved very much.

Simple and sweet.

Ivan didn't break the kiss for a long time but leaned forward into it.

Finally, when his glasses slid down his nose under the thin coat of sweat from the hot day and stopped only at the very end of his nose, he stopped kissing Rain and pulled away. He watched Rain for a moment and then reached up and pushed the glasses up his nose and leaned back on his hands.

"Don't do that again ok?" Please his tone implied. He hadn't liked the suprise and he hadn't liked the joke. He looked over his shoulder to check that the dog wasn't behind him and then leaned back, laying in the grass again.

Rain sighed and rested a cheek on his right hand, shaking his head. He sat that way fo a few moments before opening his eyes and pouting. He made a noise and rolled his eyes.

"Only cause you asked so politely."

Rain only said yes becuase he didn't want to deal with an angry Ivan again. No, angry Ivans are most definetly not as pleasant as happy Ivans. He pout quickly dissapated and was replaced by the normal Rain smile, happy and quirky. He lifted a hand as Ivan laid ack on the grass, rubbing his nose. He looked to Ivan.

"Are you okay? Cause you really look pink."

Red was more like it, poor dear is going to be in pain.

"Mm."

He'd gotten over that little issue fast enoug it seemed. Ivan folded his arms behind his head, his hat falling off of his head and resting upside down on the grass. His hair under the hat was an extreme mess. He closed his eyes and a content look passed over his face. Didn't they just switch places here? Wasn't it Ivan sitting on Rain a few moments ago?

Ivan shrugged a little, rubbing his shoulder against the grass and making some of the sand that was sticking to his back by the sweat fall off. "I'll be alright. I'll be dieing later though." He smirked. "S'what I get for going to the beach all day." He opened his eyes and eyed the river longingly. Maybe he'd go swimming.

They really did swith spots, but it would make more sense to Rain to be sitting on Ivan's lap cause Rain is so small. Rain didn't really care though, either way is fine with him. He sat up, stretching over the other to grab Ivan's hat, he sat back down quickly (and gently since he's on the other's hips) and fluffed out his hair before placing it on his head. He looked like a cowgirl, not really what he was looking for. The hat has always been a bit big on him so that it covered his eyes, but when he tilts it back, it look better.

"No doub'..." Uh-oh. Rain's using that horrible Texan accent...or at least trying, it's been forever since he's been in Texas. So it was really bad. Maybe that was why he stopped using, maybe it was becuase Ivan's looking at the river. Rain blinked, looked between the two, then grinned, poking Ivan's cheek.

"Heyhey, wanna go swim? I haven't yet!"

Yes, it does make sense that Rain would sit over Ivan if her were smaller. But Ivan's so thin and light that it's doubtful it makes a difference at all.

He smiled at the southren drawl. He closed his eyes again and after a moment, Rain asked if he wanted to go swimming. He peeked an eye back open, and then both of them. Then he nodded and stretched, hands going up and arms stretching out, his legs tensing with the motion. Then limp, arms still up.

"'V not been swimming yet either. Just playing with kids." And he smiled at the thought. "Yes, I wanna swim." No swim clothes. That's what boxers are for. So Ivan reached down and unbuckled one of his three belts and then started on the next.

Rain only had white clothes...but he'll live, whether or not Ivan does is another question. His shorts won't go completely see through like his shirt, this will be very fun, unless Rain decides to just take off the cami. One might as well go nude if they're going to swim, but for Ivan's sake he won't.

Rain was nodding, so he had been playing with kids earlier, hm? Must explain why he's all wet-n-stuff. Then the other started to undo his belts and Rain gave a shreik, falling backwards and covering his eyes.

"Oh my god Ivan! Stripping?! Eeee!"

It was obvious by the tone of his voice Rain was trying his best not to burst out laughing. He found Ivan amusing no matter what, even if the other didn't find him amusing. He couldn't help it, he was like a young boy...well, girl sometimes, but past the confused hormone stage, or at least most of it.

He still has problems of his own at times.

The white clothing hadn’t occurred to Ivan. Though, I’m positive that once Rain actually gets in the water the thought might actually come to him. Hey, I said he was a genius, I didn’t say he focused on the minor details. He’ll figure it out. Actually, had he not been attracted to Rain, he probably wouldn’t even care that the man was in white, even if it became transparent. He’s a very open minded child...until it comes to liking someone. He’s a tramendious flirt but very rarely does he actually find himself attracted to someone.

He watched Rain fall backwards, covering his eyes and let the second belt fall off of his hips into the grass with a heavy thud. Then he made a soft snorting sound.

“And I thought you were the older, more mature one.” Then he laughed and rolled to his side so that Rain would fall off of him and stood up, undoing the last belt and pulling it off and dropped it too. Those belts together must have weighed at least seven pounds of leather and metal. His pants sagged low, causing the legs too pool around his feet, several inches of black and white stripped boxers hanging out. He’s not wearing his shirt so no need of removal. He put his hands on his hips, his long fingers and thumbs nearly touching around his seemingly undernourished body and hip bones.

“Are you getting in or are you going to sit there and cover your eyes all day?” He let his pants drop. Pinstrip boxers. He began then to pull off the arm warmers and wrist bands and the collar. All of his jewelry except for the nipple rings.

It's hard to say what Rain is attracted to, he flirts and doesn't take it serious even though it might seem serious. Friends are more important to him. He grinned at the other, sitting up and uncovering his eyes. He raised an eyebrow as he looked over the other, eyes raking up and down the skinny body.

"Damn you're pale!"

Standing up slowly, he stood over next to the other, pressing his arms gently against the pale skin. The other looked dead compared to Rain's dark skin, at that observation, Rain gave a laugh and looked over at the water, hand on hip.

"Of course I'm going in!" A shrug. "Just waiting for your lazy ass to get undressed."

Rain really liked the boxers by the way, he was a fan of stripes. He tugged on the other's hair.

"C'mon!"

Then he ran, and dived into the water, not resurfing either. He likes to swim under the water by the way, and can hold his breath for a bit. So don't get worried unless he hasn't risen over 2 minutes or something.

Pale? He was burnt from waist up. But the small portion on his hips from where his pants had sagged and his legs were very pale. He smiled when he saw his complexion next to Rain's skin.

"Russian," he replied. Maybe that's what that accent is... It wasn't extremly heavy, though it was apparent, but maybe Rain noticed that both times he'd gotten angry, here and in the mall, the accent had gotten thick and heavy. But anyways, it was true, his sickly paleness was inherrited from his russian heritage. That's why he burnt and peeled so easily too.

He followed Rain into the water, waist deep and stopped. Oh my. It seems to have struck him just now, as he watched Rain's shirt get that thin look that white clothes got, that Rain was in white and in water. He averted his eyes to the bank, frowned. Childish. He couldn't be childish because childish was stupid.

Instead he lay back and filled his lungs with air, floating on the top of the water.

Rain was swimming under the water, with his eyes open slightly. It was wonderful feeling under here and oh...what is this? Ivan was floating over him and well...insert the Jaws theme. Rain gave a grin, his air was almsot gone, it wouldn't hurt to do this.

Ivan should feel something on his butt now, because Rain just happened to open his mouth widly and bite it. It was teasing almost too, and he pulled away after holding for about eight seconds, coming up from under the water with a gasp for air. He was laughing too.

And remember about the white clothes part? His pants didn't show much thankfully, but that cami of his was perfectly see through, bosom and all showing clear as day. Why should he eve bother to wear it?

And he was still laughing.

Ivan has every right to be very startled and let out a stranggled cry right before loosing all his breath and sinking below the surface, taking a nose and lung full of water while he was down there. He struggled in a panic-striken way for a moment, his arms flailing and splashing before he realized that if he turned himself upright he could simply stand up.

So he did.

He came up sputtering and choking and when his lungs were finally clear of water he began to laugh, holding the bridge of his nose between two fingers. It sort of hurt and sort of felt stuffed from sucking up water.

It took a moment to realize that Rain's shirt was very transparent. But his cheeks only colored a little. He's sixteen, it isn't as if he hasn't at least seen breasts before. He's just not touched them. He averted his eyes upward to Rain's, this time not from embarassment so much as for politness. Rain isn't a girl but he seems to fall into the situation with more ease then should be normal. You don't stare at people's breasts, woman or not.

Besides, he wasn't wanting to be tempted to look down further out of curiosity. Not a good idea. And so he met Rain's eyes.

"You ass!" He laughed the words more then spat them. Then woosh. He splashed a miniture tidal wave at Rain.

He wouldn't really be able to see much, except for the fabric clinging. He was laughing even as the other had a little struggle under the water, he didn't know the other couldn't swim. And he continued laughing. Until that is water was sent at him and it got in his mouth and up his nose.

The he choked and started hacking, ouch, that was /not/ pleasant. The next thing he did, even when coughing still, was send a wave right back at Ivan. Take that!

"I'm- " Hack. "Not an-" Cough. "Ass!"

He was quick to recover though and was sending as many waves of water back at Ivan. Still if this is what would happen if he bit the other's butt, than it was worth it. That was just too funny.

"Yes you arrrrggg!" the wave was sent back at him and he threw his hands over his mouth and nose to prevent swallowing/breathing/ or any other form of injesting more water. He stepped back as another wave, then another were sent and splashed at Rain as well. He was slowly backing away to more shallow water to where he was only standing about mid-thigh deep and solidly planted where if he fell he'd be closer to the surface of the water.

Sending several more waves of his own, he turned his back so that the water hit his burnt back and went around him, keeping his face protected.

"You are an ass! Ass biter." Yeah.... So he's been reduced to sixth grade name calling. It didn't matter, he was having fun. And laughing.