I don't care, I still won

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It wasn't even an hour later that the rain stopped pouring and the day continued normally.

"Does that happen often?" Cana asked Lucy.

"It was just a sun shower. Maybe any humidity from the air..." she stops mid-sentence because we can all feel that, in the cool ocean breeze, there is very little humidity.

As a group, we migrate back towards the resort, where we change out of our wet clothes and hang them to dry. I grab the fluffy, white robe I found in my dresser and put it on. The other guys do so as well. When we meet in the suite, we see that the girls put on their robes, too.

"Well we're not just going to have a chill rest of the day in our robes, are we? Let's go outside!" Mira exclaims, drying her hair in a towel. "Can we still go to the beach?"

"There was no thunder, so I think the beaches would still be open. The sand will be all wet, though." Levy replies, her face scrunching up.

"Then what about the pool? Lucy, did you say there was a pool on the roof?" Mira's eyes glint with her typical demonic smile. Lucy smiles, and we part ways again to put on our bathing suits. My trunks are light red. Gajeel's are green with the camouflage pattern. Gray's are white (definitely gonna be stained by the end of this trip), while Laxus is wearing a purple speedo. None of us dare question him. Right before we leave the room, I spot Gajeel quickly slip something under his towel and into his pocket. Hmm, wonder what that was.

Sitting on the couch with one arm around the back and my foot lazily resting on my other knee, I tilt my head towards the girls' room. I swear on my hot sauce that I heard faint screaming from in their room for a second there, but none of the other guys seem worried. Instead, they seem impatient. I can understand that, I guess. I just really want to see how Lucy looks in her bathing suit!

Again, I hear muffled talk from behind the girls' door, until finally it is thrown open with an unexpected amount of force. The girls each walk out, sporting very different bathing suits, and very different facial expressions.

Cana's bikini is leopard print, with some kind of fake stone between her boobs and a white sarong. Juvia is wearing an interesting, blue, halter one piece with a skirt, with little bows on the side. Mira is a navy blue one piece, but the front of hers is open down to her belly button, just held together by criss crossing strings over her chest, which also keep it up around her neck. Levy is wearing an orange, ruffled two piece, but tries to hide behind Cana when she gets the chance. Cana, on the other hand, is trying to help Gajeel get a good look at Levy's ruffles.

I can't help but stare, especially when Lucy walks up to me. Her blonde hair is pinned up, with strands falling around her face, giving her a very soft, angelic look. She's wearing a light pink bikini, which has two white flowers, one on the bottom corner of her left boob, and one on the right side of the front of her bottoms. The bows on the sides of the bottom rest just above her hips, while her top is no match for her chest. Her smooth skin calls out to me. I just want to touch her... It takes all my self control for me to not tackle her and throw her on the couch right then and there...

"How do I look?" The deadly question brings me back, with a slightly clearer head, even though the question wasn't asked to me. Mira twirls in front of Laxus, and I see that the back of her bathing suit is practically non-existent. There is a bottom of course, but one lonely string across the middle of her shoulder blades holds the back together! Who designs women's swimwear?

"Natsu, are you ready?" This time it is my own goddess that is addressing me. She looks up at me with her big, brown eyes and I feel my insides melting. This is my girlfriend. Despite whatever stands in our way, I will always be there for her. Lucy smiles, and leads everyone out the door and up the stairs to the roof. Who designs them, and can I give him a high-five?

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