Katsumi and Suzume's Beach Brawl

[Noob]

The sound of waves crashing onto the shore could be heard in the distance as Suzume made her way towards the beach. In her hands were a tiny backpack, a rolled up towel, a folded up chair, and a yet to be opened umbrella. She had promised to meet Katsumi on the beach today and boy was it a nice day. Although for now there would be a conspicuous lack of Kat. The two were supposed to rumble today but with Katsumi being an agent of chaos, Suzume thought it might be nice to actually relax for a little bit at the beach herself.

"Ahhh~" Suzume let out a content sigh as her feet sunk into the warm sand. She took a few steps closer to the water before sticking her umbrella in the sand to claim her space and then setting up her chair. She would toss her light blue windbreaker aside leaving her in just her matching blue bathing suit. In an instant she just fell back into her chair. For a few moments she just listened the sounds of the waves and nearby seagulls. "Alright. I think I got a couple of minutes." She mumbled to herself as she fished out a book from her bag and began to read.

Spoiler

[CyanDimitrik]

Why, though? Why would Suzume do these things knowing what Katsumi is like? Scholars will ponder this question for ages to come. Is it divine comedy? Or does Suzume secretly enjoy being pseudo-terrorized by the punk friend?

"Everyone told you not to stro~ll on that beach," Katsumi's voice murmurs from behind the chair. The Punk Princess is crouched behind it in full goblin mode. "Said seagull's gonna come. Poke ya in the coconut."

She darts a hand up over the back of the chair to plonk the tip of her index finger against Suzume's scalp.

"And they did." Poke-poke. "And they did."

If, for whatever reason, Suzu has endured this indignity the full way through, it would be at this time Katsumi emerges from her ambush. Sheska-san arrived before her, it's true. But by less than a minute! She had sufficient time to see what she was doing and plot out her meme-schemes! Her schmemes! But now, she stands posed with a radiant smile on her face, arms folded above her head to pull her slender, toned body taut, sporting a black bikini with gold palm-leaf pattern - matching her wrestling attire's color scheme! Her hair is tied back in a sporty, playful ponytail, with a duffelbag hanging from her shoulder.

Preening Katsumi!

"'Sup nerd~!," she greets. "Not gettin' all lazy on me, are ya!? Did'ja bring the big-ass towel-blanket-thing?"

[Noob]

There was a very brief window in which Suzume was able to relax. Then suddenly she heard a voice behind her. "Haah! Where?" She squeaked, soon flailing in her seat for a moment. She knew Katsumi was near...but where? "Nnng hey!" The lightweight whined upon taking a few pokes to the top of the head. "Ugh whyyyy?" Suzume whined before pulling away a bit and just shaking her head. Of course she knew why. Kat seemed to have a hard time leaving Suzume in any state other than flustered.

The next thing Suzume saw was Katsumi standing before her clad in an attention grabbing bikini. And grab attention it did. There was a few moments of silence in which Suzume couldn't help but look Kat over. There was little denying that she liked the look. She tried not to let her gaze linger for too long though.

"I thought you were gonna be here later. Not waiting to ambush me" Suzume finally said before grabbing her bag and tossing it to Kat. "Towel's in there." She continued. Slowly she rose up from her chair after having just gotten comfy. She shut her book and tossed it behind her on the chair. "I thought I was gonna get to relax before beating you up." Suzume commented with a giggle.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi totally catches the staring, and she plays into it. She takes a slow, deep breath, chest rising, and gentle falling again as she exhales, keeping her slender body taut on display. Today's going to be fun. It'll consist of torturing Suzume again, but in a different way. And now that she knows her friend is kind'a into her, it adds a fresh dynamic to things. And she is firmly refusing to think about any implications or potential complications this situation may entail.

She wants fun, dammit. She thinks they both do. And she trusts Suzume.

"Oomf!" The bag thumps into her chest. "My boobs!," she fusses, now clutching onto it with a pout. The bag, not her boobs. But she's quickly opening it and retrieving the bundled towel before dropping said bag into the sand again. Stepping aside from the clutter, she begins fanning out the massive towel with a few fluffing waves. Once it's finally settled, she turns back to Suzume. "Any rules? Or are ya just eager to get pinned?"

[Noob]

Suzume had come to the beach for a nice view and she was sure getting it. The brunette couldn't help but giggle at Kat's fussing. "Yeah yeah just...ahh hey! You're blowing sand on meeee!" Instant karma had struck Suzume down. She scrambled to the side and grabbed her back. Taking out a smaller towel she just wiped the little bit of sand that had gotten on her face off of it.

Finally Suzume just shook her head no. "Only rule is you're getting pinned. No tap outs. Just pinning ya." She replied, clearly determined to show Katsumi that she meant business. Her business was of course just going to be grinding up against Kat and keeping her there, but she still meant it!

"Oh wait! Totally forgot!" The lightweight gasped before reaching into her bag once more and fishing out a bottle. "Da da da...daaaaaa~" She held up a bottle of sunscreen as if she had just obtained it from a treasure chest. "It's kinda sunny and well I don't wanna turn into tomato Suzume. So sunscreen." She explained. "Did you also want some?"

[CyanDimitrik]

"Myeh-myeh-myeh-myeh," mocks Katsumi when Suzume complains about the sand. "My boobs trump your sand, so deal!" What a day.

Now that everything is spread out, the Punk Princess steps out onto the blanket and stretches her arms back, body arching languidly. "Mmnh. Good thing I'm a rule-breaker. Cuz it's gonna be you on your back with me on top. But I'll agree to the no-tapouts."

She turns as the Zelda fanfare is given, peering at the sunscreen. And then there's a wicked little smile. "Suzu, sweetness? Whatever sunscreen you put on is gonna be sunscreen I'm wearing. Cuz wrestling. Also," her hands lift, fluffing her ponytail, "if we're both all lathered up, s'gonna be like a couple greasy pigs sliding around. It's late enough! Sun won't be out in full force too long! I'll be fine!"

[Noob]

"Don't break the rules! They're there for a reason!" Suzume whined as she stomped her foot in protest. "So that means you're getting pinned. Alright?OkGood." Suzume would quickly skip over waiting for Katsumi's confirmation there. She soon had her attention focused elsewhere.

"Oh um but I thought...and...well yeah that makes sense now that you say it like that." She sheepishly mumbled before tossing the small bottle to the side. Suzume's hopes of inconspicuously feeling Kat up a bit while helping her with sunscreen were quickly dashed. No matter, if their last tussle was anything to go by, that wouldn't exactly be absent from today's fight on the beach. Now all that was left to do was...well start!

"Ok well umm anyway..." Suzume started before finally taking a step forward onto the large blue towel underneath them. "I guess we should start now huh? Or...I dunno do ya need to do some last minute praying before I bury you in the sand!" Those final few words probably sounded better in Suzume's head. And they definitely didn't sound great with the usual shakiness in her voice that seemed to present itself when she was trying to sound tough. But damn it one day she was going to have practiced enough to actually sound intimidating.

[CyanDimitrik]

Naturally, Katsumi's ornery response would've been to point out that rules were made to be broken. But more important things are afoot! Like Suzume realizing sunscreen would make them terribly greasy! Which she seems to accept, and now that won't be an issue. She rather prefers the idea of being able to nab a handful of Suzu without her slipping away. Moreover, hair will get grabbed. Probably. Washing sunscreen out of her hair sounds horrid.

So as Katsumi steps deeper onto the towel and turns to face her, she lets her get her threat out. A fist props against the dip of her waist, her head tilting at her in an oh-so-innocent stare, lips just slightly parted. "Oh Lord," she begins theatrically, her head tipping back, "Bless my pimphand that it might smite a hoe upon this, thy holy beach! Let it not be disgraced with a loss for thy humble servant, Oshiro-chan, but grant thy divine favor that her victory be sound and unquestionable, both in effectiveness and hotness! And let her not see it coming!"

Her head tilts to Suzume. "Your turn?"

And the very moment Suzu seems either perplexed or like she might indulge, Katsumi rushes towards her, attempting to catch her around the waist to suddenly arch her back and slam her onto the towel behind her in a northern lights suplex.

A surprise attack. As the prophesy foretold.

[Noob]

Right there in the wild, Suzume was witness to Katsumi's attempt at an innocent stare. Of course anyone that had any interaction with them would know not to believe it for even an instant. Predictably, Suzume's instinct was instantly proven correct. Her expression became less and less amused the longer Kat monologued. Finally she just let out a sigh while she waited for her friend to finish. This must have been what others felt while she rambled.

Suzume rolled her eyes before responding. "I'm so gonna...waaah!!!" Before she finished, Katsumi charged forward and wrapped their arms right around Suzume's waist. Before she knew it she was lifted right up and send soaring into the air. Finally... THUD! Suzume came crashing down onto the towel. "Guugh!!!" She cried out as she hit the ground. The lightweight would end up sprawled out and seeing stars. At least the sand blunted the impact quite a bit. Slowly Suzume propped herself up on her elbows and shook her head to rouse herself. "That was...so not fair."

[CyanDimitrik]

After the noticeably eased impact of Suzume's body against the sprawling towel, Katsumi released her waist to swing back to her full height and face her, cheerfully hopping her weighted balance from one foot to the other, hands lifted in a minor defensive pose; a little more like neko paws than anything. She's already having a great time.

"What're you complainin' about? Ya told me to say my prayers, and my prayer was answered! Gawd, make up your miiiind!"

She dips down behind Suzume to hook her forearms beneath her shoulders, intent on quickly popping the girl to her feet - only to lash her arms around her waist again. This time, Katsumi's arms will be bearing in against her stomach though. Tight enough that her hands rest flat at either side of her ribs, forearms pressing into whatever abdominals Suzume has developed, her breasts pressed tightly behind her shoulders, and her hips firmly against her rear.