Makoto's finger pressed the doorbell to Haruka's house, then glanced up to the second story window. [Name] crossed her arms over her chest and huffed loudly before shifting her weight from her left foot to her right foot. School has pretty much already started and Haruka still hasn't gotten out of bed yet? The lazy little...
"He's probably still in the bath."
The brunette said, stepping up to the front door and sliding it open without a single care in the world that it could be considered trespassing. Protesting loudly, [Name] gripped onto Makoto's uniformed arm and attempted to pull him back - though, due to the excessive amount of muscle, she was unable to hold him still.
Taking of his shoes at the door, Makoto trotted up the stairs to the bathroom with [Name] following hurriedly behind. Before she got to the top of the stairs, she heard the slight murmur of Haruka's voice and the swishing about of water inside the tub; when she stepped through the door she saw water dripping down Haruka's toned, naked chest - then down his abdomen and farther, farther --
She didn't know why she was getting so excited and hot right at that moment, but the need to air out from her collar arose when the dark-haired 17 year old stood up farther. He wasn't...naked, was he...? Of course, even if he was, she wouldn't mind. Subconsciously, her tongue drew over her lips while her shoulder leaned up against the door-frame with her arms still crossed.
He was wearing his swimsuit. In the tub; just when she thought she was going to see something good, too! [Name] cried out in pain as she turned into the doorjamb to slam her forehead into it; the two boys watched her in bewilderment, Haruka only half-way out of the tub while clutching onto Makoto's hand.
"[Name]? Are you...okay?"
Makoto's gentle voice asked her. Sobbing quietly to herself, [Name] nodded her head in response and muttered something under her breath as she straightened herself out after a few seconds of mental breakdown time.
"Y-yeah, I'm okay; but, actually...can I have some alone time with my boyfriend, Mako-chan?"
Snapping almost instantaneously out of her bout of depression and sexual frustration with a large grin raising her lips; she strode across the room to take Makoto by the arm and drag him out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind her before the brunette had any time to protest.
"B-but, [Name]! W-we have to go to scho--"
Haruka's gaze was on her; curious as to her intentions, he sat down on the edge of the bathtub with his eyes holding apathy and his dark hair sticking to his forehead. With his muscled body still dripping with water, [Name] parted his legs and stood in between. Taking his face in her hands she leaned in closer to his ear and whispered:
"How many times have I told you to stop wearing that in the bath? I thought I was going to see something good just a second ago. Are you teasing me, Haru?"
He shrugs; his fingers playing with the edge of [Name]'s uniform skirt.
It was rare that he ever played coy with her - it wasn't in his personality to - but, when he did, he was damn good at making her want it bad.
Forgetting that they were running late for school and that Makoto was just outside the door, the lovely couple decided that just then would be the optimal time to take another bath - though, this time without Haruka's swimsuit.