You were going to the beach today !

And you were excited. It's been burning hot these past few days---it's annoying. You hated that. Always.

"What are you going to wear ?" Aparrently, your best friend---which happened to be in your apartment, said in his gruff voice. He just woke up. No, you woke him up.

"Asshat ! Get the hell up !"

"Shut up, (y/n) ! You don't wake up your god with that !"

"You shut up, mister ! Or do you want me to drop ice water all over you again ?!"

Blackstar grumbled and sat up, wiping drool off from the corner of his mouth. Well, you were kind. Yes. But he knew very well you can raise hell.

Now here he was, shirtless, with sweatpants. His sweatpants were a bit large so it dropped down a bit, just enough to show the rim of his boxers.

You rolled your eyes. Of course, it had stars. Tch.

Not like that wasn't usual, anyways. He always sleeps like that ! When it's cold, he sleeps with a tank top on, but whatever.

"Why the fuck would you wake me up at seven ?"

"Blackstar, we're going to a beach today with the others." You shrugged as you packed you and his clothes. Yes, you and his.

"...Oh. Right." Blackstar then snickered. "You're wearing a bikini today, (y/n) ?"

Your face turned red, and you hit his head. Hard. "You idiot ! I don't know. I don't have any swimsuit and Liz said she'll just bring her extra one. I'll wear that."

He grumbled at the smack you gave, and scratched the area, before grinning smugly. "So you really are wearing a bikini ?"

"I DON'T KNOW !" You punched him this time, and fortunately that was enough to shut him up. He was now on the ground, and had a bleeding nose.

"You know," Blackstar grumbled as he sat up, holding his nose with a grumpy face. "Ah, whatever." He stood up, and left. Then, he went back, holding his fluffy blanket with twinkling stars. "Bring this along."

"...Why ? It's not even---"

"Bring it along ! I need it." Blackstar then stuffed it in your bag, then grabbed cottonballs to stuff his nose with and stop his nose from bleeding. "And my swimming trunks ! Hah. I won't wear shirts today so girls could see my toned, godly body !"

You rolled your eyes, but laughed anyways. "Yeah, yeah."

"You're lucky though, (y/n). You see this everyday." Blackstar said with a huff. "And I live with you, plus, you're my best friend ! You have what the girls crave for their whole lives !"

"Shut up." You said, a bit reddened. Well, it's actually true. Blackstar had... What, fangirls, in the academy. And they mostly got envious of you since he is your bestfriend. They even try to bully you to leave him.

Well, that won't work, cause as Blackstar knew;

1) You can raise Hades out from underworld if you wanted to.
2) Blackstar would barge in almost everytime and protect you.

But that didn't matter. They had no fight against you, anyway.

"Aww, well, it's true, isn't it ? Come on, (y/n), I'm sexy and I know you like it." Blackstar stood up and stretched, grinning. You turned away from him, desperate to hide your blush.

"If you don't shut up now, I'll knock you back to the pits of Tartarus."

"Yeeeesh~ Admit it, (y/n), come on~"

"Ah !" You said in annoyance, cracking your knuckles. "Shut up, just, fine ! Every girl does. You happy now ?"

Blackstar snickered. "Very."

You blinked, and blushed darkly. Blackstar laughed loudly in content, before leaving the room.

You regretted saying that.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"This is the least daring one I have." Liz said as she gave you a black pair of two piece. It had this---thing to tie around your neck for the breast part---to show more back skin, and the normal underpart.

You sighed. Well, not like you had any other choice. Liz wore the string bikini one, and thank Death you didn't have to wear that.

So, the girls were first---since literally, let's face it, the boys can just throw their shirts off and be ready already.

You changed into the two-piece, and with a sigh, decided to let your hair down to at least cover a bit more skin.

"......Maka looks like..."---White

"Please, Soul, we all now you'd get nosebleeds."---Blue

"I made sure Liz and Patty's clothes were symmetrical !"---Stripes

"...How ?" ---Both blue and white

"I snuck up to their room and stole their swimsuits---then I measured it ! Yep, it's good, no worries." ---Stripes

...What the fuck ?

You heard them as you left the cubicle, and checked your looks at the mirror first. Your cleavage was showing----and you hate that. Really.

But then, again, you have no choice.

"I'll just take Blackstar's shirt back under the umbrella. It's slightly large, anyways. It can cover me before I go to the water."

"Ew Kid that's gross. So uncool." ---White

"Yeah Kid. I'm a god and I don't even do that to (y/n) !" ---Blue

"Blackstar, (y/n) will kill you if you did. Besides, we had a bet. That'd be cheating. Uncool man." ---White

"Ah, shut up. Symmetry is everything !" ---Stripes

You grumbled, and walked out of the restroom. What you saw was the three males---waiting outside for you and the others, of course.

What was weird is Blackstar. He's holding his damn fluff blanket !

"...The fuck are you going to do with that bla---"

"WHAT THE FUCK ?!" Blackstar quickly ran to you, and unfolded the blanket, quickly wrapping it around you. You paused, surprised, along with the two others who were obviously holding back their laughs.

"I won, Blackstar, she's wearing a two piece !"

"It's perfectly symmetrical..."

You blushed red, and you turned to Blackstar, who was grumbling as he made sure the blanket covered almost all of you. "Ah, damn, I lost. But you !" He glared, before placing his arms around you so the blanket was really really secure.

"People will look at you ! What were you thinking ?!"

"...Uh... Blackstar, I'm a person, people would actually look at me...?"

The two laughed loud, holding their stomachs. "Buuuurn !"

Blackstar only grumbled at them, but turned back to you like you did the worse crime to ever exist.

"I'm serious here, (y/n). I mean guys. Girls ? They'll just be envious. I know that. But guys would go after you---no. I don't even want to think of it."

"B-but I had no cho---"

"Shush !" Soon, he placed his arms on your shoulders, and started pushing you away from the restrooms. "You're going to wear a shirt over that. Come on. Let's go !"

...The fuck's up with this blue-head ?

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Oh, come on, Blackstar." You sighed, laying on your stomach. "Put sunscreen on my back !"

"You idiot. Why would I put sunscreen on you ? Who said you'd need that ? You're not going to remove that shirt !"

"What ?! But I can't swim in the water with this !"

"Do I look like I care ?"

You grew red, not in fluster. But in anger.

"Ah, you know what ?" You sat up to reached for the hem of your---no, his---shirt, and then removed it. "There. Tch. I don't care if they'll stare, look at the others ! Yeesh." You sighed.

Blackstar stared at you, and turned red, before gulping. "...But... T-the---"

"You can just say if you can't look at me. Your red face says it all." You said with a smug grin, and grabbed the sunscreen. "Just as you say... I'm sexy and I know you like it."

"Ah, shit !" Blackstar thought as he wailed, and turned away with a growl. "So what if you are ?! So what if I do ?! Heh, I can bet you can't even put a hand on my abs !"

"Woah there, seed brain. You're asking for a challenge ? I don't even think you can put sunscreen on me without shivering !"

"Oh yeah ?"

"Yeah !"

"Hah ! Fine then." Blackstar grabbed the sunscreen from your hands, and gave a egoistic grin. "Challenge accepted !"

You snickered, and laid back on your stomach untying the back of your top piece and moving your hair out of the way.

Blackstar, however, stared down at your smooth skin... And blushed darkly. "Shit, shit. I've done it ! Agh. Well, I can't turn back now. I can't be defeated by this damn brat's bet !"

"...Well ?" You said with a snicker. Blackstar gave a snicker in return.

...His hands were warm. You blinked, and tensed, blushing slightly from the feeling. But hey, this was your bestfriend, so it wasn't that... Fluster-y.

Finally, minutes that felt like hours... He was done.

"So you lost." Blackstar said---with him surprised at himself for being so calm. He was sure he was going to lose his mind if he went on...

"...Eh... Yeah." You shrugged as he gently tied the strings back, and you sat up, stretching. "But not entirely."

"Huh ?"

You cracked your knuckles, and placed a hand on his well-toned abdomen for five minutes. Then, you grinned, but was a bit red.

"I did it ! Hah !"

Blackstar watched, and soon laughed. "Oh, you did. You liked it, didn't you ?"

You blushed dark. "Shut up !"

"Come on, (y/n). Admit it~!"

You grumbled, and stood up. "No, I don't." You managed to mutter in between your grumbly attempts to hide your blush. "Ah, it's hot. I'm going to get us a cold drink."

Blackstar paused, and turned to the open bar a few steps away...

There were boys---about two inches taller than him themselves. But that wasn't enough to scare even a pinch of him. He gritted his teeth, and had his hands in fists.

"...No. I'll go get it."

"Huh ?"

You looked at him as he stood. "I'll go get it !" Blackstar said with a snicker, before grinning proudly and pointing at himself. "I can make the bartender give them to us for free."

"Wha---"

"Hey hey, shut up. I'm going." Blackstar stated with narrowed eyes, meaning he was serious. You froze in your spot, and you watched him walk away.

...What's up with him ?

[Blackstar]

Whew. It's a good thing I convinced her to stay.

These guys might hit on her. I wouldn't want that. First of all, she's mine. M.I.N.E.

I can't admit my feelings yet, but I can make sure she stays mine. I haven't surpassed god yet ! I don't have what it takes to have her... Yet.

I went over to the open bar, and sat on one of the stools. Hmm... What would (y/n) like ?

Shakes ?

"Hey bro, look at that hotshot over there."

...Cocktails ?

"The one under the star-designed umbrella ?"

"Yup."

Maybe she'd want... Iced tea ?

"Ooohoho. Bro, I bet I can make that chick french kiss me in just ten minutes."

Hmm... How about juice instead ?

"I bet I can make her flash her tits at me in just ten minutes."

...No. I'm pretty sure she'll want me to punch these two horny shitballs back to the pits of hell.

And a smoothie !

"Hey you," I grumbled at the men---no, boys. You can't spell gentlemen without men. And you can never ever spell fuckboys without boys. And u.

Plus, I'm one of the gentlemen ! You can't spell gentlemen without ME.

You can't spell godlike without I, too ! Hah !

Enough with those shit, though.

...Can't spell shit without I, though. Fuck. Fuck---

"Excuse me ?"

"You talking to us, brat ?"

I turned my head to the Boys, who gave me a small snicker. I only narrowed my eyes at them. "Yeah, you. Listen, that girl---that girl is reserved to me." I said as I stood up from the stool. "She's mine. You get that ? MINE."

"Pfft." The one with the blonde hair laughed. They were twins, actually. One had black hair. Yeesh.

"You ? Yours ? Well, so what ? You're tiny. Puny. We'll take her if we wanted to."

"Reserved my ass. What, you don't have the balls to confess to her ? Aww. Poor you, tiny seaweed."

Then they both laughed. I cracked my knuckles. Tiny ? Puny ? SEAWEED ?

Remember, folks. Those are the things not to say to the mighty Me.

If you wish not to die, of course.

I only cracked my knuckles, and made a fist. Then, I punched the nearest one---the one with blonde hair---straight and square at his face. Of course I knocked the bitch to his ass. With a broken and bleeding nose. And a shaken brain, too. I think he's too dizzy.

"You..." The one with black hair said, and ran at me with a punch. Pfft. I let him land one, and he busted my lip. If I have to kiss (y/n) in this busted lip, this guy would get worse.

Besides, I let him land because---it'll be too bad if I beat them up without a scratch, right ?

Hah !

After that one punch, I grinned wide and charged my soul wavelength to my fist. Then, I punched him in the stomach with it, making him cough out blood. He landed to the ground with a thud, but I wasn't finished.

"No one ever tries to steal my girl ! If they do, they die. And you two ? I'll send you to the hospitals !"

I said as I landed punch after punch. But then, someone grabbed me by my hair---yanking me and making me stop. Then, I saw it was the blonde from earlier, and he punched me to get off of his twin.

I hissed. Damn, that hurt. I got back up on my feet, and I was ready to throw another punch. But then I felt a pair of arms stop me.

"Blackstar, stop !"

...Her.

I panted heavily, glaring daggers at the twins. The one with the broken nose helped his twin up. "Tch. Kill joy. Come on, bro. Leave that runt to his girl. Poor thing, he can't even confes---"

I snarled, charging again.

"FUCK YOU !"

"Blackstar !"

(y/n) held me back, so I had to calm down. Tch. As the two walked off, (y/n) helped me back to our umbrella, and made me sit. "Look at you ! Your lip's busted and you're starting to form a black eye at your left !" She scolded.

"...Eh." I grumbled, before laughing slightly. "Sorry ?"

"Sorry my ass !" (y/n) said, before looking at my cheek. "You have scratches over here, too... Tch. Why did you punch those guys ? Plus, two vs. one ? Blackstar---please, have pity on those twins. If I didn't come you might've killed them already !"

I snickered at her. I thought she'd say I'd lose against two, but, she didn't. Hah. She knew I was stronger.

"Stop snickering !" She sighed, frowning slightly. "Seriously, why ?"

(y/n) questioned as she pulled out a first-aid box. I watched, before chuckling.

"The blonde guy said he bets he'd have you french kissing him in ten minutes. The black-haired one said you're going to show him your... Uh... That," I pointed to her breasts. "In just ten minutes, I think."

(y/n) blushed darkly, but she gave a nod. "You should've killed them, then."

"I knew you'd want me to do that. Hah ! After all, I'm the amazing Blackstar~!"

"Yeah yeah, right. But I was kidding. Blackstar, they hit on... M-me... But... It doesn't mean you can hurt them."

"(y/n), they hit on you. I'm ready to kill anyone who does that to you---seeing you as a slut that would give them what they want quick ?"

(y/n) sighed, taking out cotton balls and wetting them with disinfectants. She then started patting them lightly on my busted lip first, making me hiss at the sting.

"...Thank you, though, for protecting me." She said, smiling slightly. I, however, tried to grin wide, but soon winced from my busted lip. Fucking hell.

"...Ah... Well... It's nothing. Anything for you, (y/n)."

She gave me a slight smile, leaning over to my other scratches to clean them up. I must've got them when I was punched from that twin---I basically had half of my face on the floor.

Timeskip to that, when it was around sunset already, everyone decided to go home for the day.

As me and her walked to her apartment, I carried all her baggage. As I said, I'm a gentleman. A band-aid was on my cheek, for the scratches, and on my busted lip. Also at the outer corner of my left eye, too.

I was humming through our walk, but then...

"Blackstar,"

I paused, and turned to her, seeing her look confused. "Yeah ?"

"...Why'd you go that far to protect me ? I mean... Sure, you brawl a lot, but... You looked like you really were ready to strangle them to death."

I sighed. I guess I should tell her now... I might miss this chance and never have a second.

"(y/n) ?"

"Yes ?"

"You're mine."

"...Huh."

I grinned, and dropped the bags. Then, I grabbed her hand, and pulled her close to me.

She blushed dark red, and it only made me grin wider, if possible. Damn. How cute.

Don't say that, though. She'll kill me.

"(y/n)... You're mine. You're reserved to me. I don't want to tell you yet, since I haven't surpassed god... I wanted to say this after I do that, so you'd be proud. And not just... Describe me as an idiot, your idiot, who likes to brag around. Even if I admit that's really what I am."

"B-blackstar, wha---"

"(y/n), I love you. So much. Ever since we were... Hmm... Thirteen ? Twelve ? Pfft. If you haven't noticed, everyone who argued with you ended up with injuries the next day. I did that."

(y/n) turned redder. And redder. "Y-you did ?!"

"Yes."

"B-but... I-i... Uh..."

Stuttering, I see. I laughed, and decided to kiss her lips so she'd just shut up...

Oy, she returned it !

"Ah," I grumbled, pulling away. "Let's do that next time. When I get rid of this bandage from my lip. It's in the way !"

(y/n) broke out into a laugh, and nodded. "Sure thing."

I chuckled lightly, before placing a kiss on her forehead. "I love you."

(y/n) tensed, and soon turned away in embarrassment. "I-i... I love you... T-too..."

"I know."

*BEEP BEEP*

"What the fuck ?! Get a room, you kids !"

I blinked, and turned. Ah shit, there's a car stopped at us ! And an angry old woman...

I quickly pulled away, and grabbed the bags as (y/n) quickly apologized. Then, we ran to the sidewalk, with (y/n) looking like she's ready to be eaten by the ground from embarrassment.

So I confessed in the middle of the road ?! Damn it ! What, I'd tell this to Soul and Kid ?! Fuuuuuck !

"Damn it, this is your fault ! Yeesh !" (y/n) screamed, but it was obvious she was happy anyway. She was doing everything to hold her laughs and giggles in behind that scream.

I only sighed, but wrapped an arm around her. "Nevermind. Admit it, you were happy, right ?"

(y/n) looked up at me, and smiled wide. "Of course. Now, more bitches will bully me and try to get you away !"

"Like hell they can."

"Like hell they can. Yes. I'm yours anyways. You're not mine. It's the other way around."

I made a large grin.

"Hell yeah. You're mine, (y/n). Mine."