Beach Summer Fun Buddy [Chise]

    She knew she should have packed the night before. Chise rushed this morning to get her things together for the beach as she slept in past the time she was supposed to meet G so they could walk to the beach together. She hurried and slipped on her swimsuit, rubbed some sunscreen into her pale skin and whipped on a cover-up before getting to her bag. She made sure to pack the essentials for the beach like her towel, phone, water, medication, sunscreen, and a few extra things like band aids, antibacterial cream, even some bug spray. She always hated sand fleas. With what she believed to be a fully packed bag, she slipped it on over her shoulders and put her shoes on before leaving her dorm room and making her way to the beach.

    It definitely was a good day for the beach, given how hot it was outside. Just before she left she managed to pull her hair back into a high ponytail as to avoid her hair sticking to her skin thanks to her sweat and the sunscreen on her body. She soon arrived at the beach, about 15 minutes later that what G told her. He would probably get mad at her but it was her fault for being late. She looked around in hopes of spotting G but with a crowded beach, finding the white haired man proved to be a bit of a challenge. Hopefully he didn't get mad and left before she even got there.

    Chise was starting to get worried but soon enough, her violet eyes caught the sight of her teacher waving back to her. With a bright smile on her face, Chise went over to where G had set his belongings. "I'm really sorry for being late!" she said bowing to him, a worried look on her face. "I set my alarm this morning to wake up, I really did! I didn't take my medication right away so I fell back asleep. By the time I woke up again, I realized I was late. I'm really really sorry for making you wait!" she said, hoping he wouldn't be to mad at her.

    Chise looked back up at him to see if he was angry, only to see a smile on his face. Ehh? He wasn't angry with her? Was he smiling as not to make her sad or worried? She didn't think much of it as she had to set her own stuff down, being too hot to keep carrying it. She reached in her bag and pulled her towel out, carefully laying it on the ground to sit on. She took her shoes off and laid them next to her towel and bag before taking her cover up off. A cute light pink and white ruffled bikini adorned her body beneath the black cover up she wore. She decided that even though she still was self-conscious, she would take a step out of her comfort zone. She packed her cover up in her bag before sitting down on her towel and smiling at G. Hopefully they could just relax and talk today, not worrying about anything that may trouble either of them. "Oh don't worry. I put sunscreen on before I left. I got help from my mom about my back so you don't need to fret over that," she said with a small chuckle, remembering how red his face was last time when she asked him to help her with sunscreening her back.

    Chill...relax....this was vacation. G was right, she shouldn't be worrying about anything! She was here to have fun after all, not worry about the little things! Chise smiled and looked over to G, a different change of based with the appropriate beach wear he had on. From his now half-naked form, she could tell he was quite built. Too bad he hid himself under all those baggy clothes. Maybe if he lost the jacket and got rid of the heavy jewelry, he'd be more approachable. That was a thought she could keep in mind. For right now, though, G had asked her what she wanted to do, go out and tan, play a game, sit and talk. Chise thought for a moment, tapping her chin in thought. "Why don't we tan and talk? Talk as we tan?" he asked with a grin before laying down on her back, letting the sun's warm rays shine down on her sunless skin.

    She did have a question she wanted to ask him, ever since she had seen her friend at the school's gym. "Ne G..." she began speaking, her smile dropping slightly, "I began training on my own a bit at the gym we have at out school. I ran into my friend Akio there and we worked out together. Although, when I told him that I had a trainer, he went insane, asking me all sorts of questions about you. ...He wanted me to ask if you would train him, but I know your really busy so I didn't want to bother you about it," she told him. "I don't really want anyone else to train with us," she thought to herself, afraid of voicing her opinion in front of G in fear he may think she's selfish.

    Chise looked at G and shrugged. "He said he would like someone to train him, he didn't really go into much detail about it. He was tired of training on his own and wanted someone to coach him in a way," the redhead told G. "They hadn't gotten a homeroom teacher until recently so they haven't been training much is what he told me. Maybe he changed his mind since they got a teacher now but I'm not sure," she said, closing her eyes for a moment. She was a bit surprised when he said Akio had to pass a test first before G would even consider training him. "A test? You didn't make me take a test," she said, thinking back to when they first agreed to training.

    The violet eyed girl was happy when G said that he preferred her as his student than one of those hero students, gaining a little bit of confidence at the fact. A thought came to her mind though...what if she was in a different class instead? "If...if I was in the hero class, would you still train me?" she asked him out of curiosity and a slight desire to feel wanted in that sort of scenario.

    The topic came up of introducing G to Akio, bringing about how he would go about talking with the boy. "A-Ah whatever is easier...I can give you his phone number or we can arrange a meeting with the three of us. Whatever it is you wish to do is fine by me," the girl with peach locks said with a smile.

    Pure? Hero material? Chise felt a warm smile come to her face hearing such words from her teacher and friend. She was never one of those snooty people who thought they should get everything handed to them...her parents taught her better than that. She always tried to be happy and kind to others as she wanted people to see that she was a good-hearted person. His last few statements about no one helping her was not completely false, as her teacher would help train her and her classmates despite being the general studies class, but she would not bring that up to ruin G's speech about her.

    It was interesting to hear that he would have still taken her on if she was in the hero course instead, but the training she would undergo would be much different than what she was learning now. She tried to imagine what that would be like but couldn't really picture herself in the hero class. Despite that, she rather enjoyed her class better. "I hope to get stronger...to be the type of person to help those. Though with my quirk not being practical, I'll just to go about being a hero in an impractical way I guess," she said with a soft chuckle, flipping onto her stomach the same time G flipped onto his back.

    Chise decided she'd give G Akio's number when they left for the day, right now it was her time to enjoy the sun and sand. Although, there was something else that was picking at her brain as she laid there. "Ne, G, why do you have all those tattoos? Do they mean something significant to you?" she asked, once again out of curiosity.

    Martial Arts Heroine? Chise couldn't help but to laugh at such a name, finding his enthusiasm quite contagious...maybe a bit too contagious. She swore she laughed for a solid five minutes straight at G's happy demeanor, slowly calming herself down to be able to speak once more. "You say some silly things from time to time G...but I wouldn't have it any other way," she said looking over at him with a smile. He was a silly guy, she would say that, but he knew just how to brighten her day.

    Chise looked down at the sand for a moment before closing her eyes and listening to G talk about his tattoos. Oh, so one was a baby and adult Goliath and the others...hide something, what that something was Chise was unsure of. Perhaps it was something from his past that he told her about. Chise did her best to try and divert the subject to a more happy matter, not wanting G to think about his sad past. "Here's something," the violet eyed beauty spoke up, "If you were to pick a tattoo out for me, what would it be?" she asked, hoping to keep the topic of tattoos in mind but divert the conversation from talking about G's past.