Love is really as boundless as the ocean. Especially if you are willing to have a bit of a more..."unique" relationship. Falling in love can happen anywhere and to anyone. For these three Iwatobi students, there was no exception.

Haruka Nanase sat in his tub, as usual. This time it was after school, so he felt lost in his own little world easier than before. Sinking in the coolness that filled his tub, he was almost unconscious. This was normal, considering he enjoyed sitting in silence.

It was only an almost. He could hear the doorbell ring in the distance. Though he didn't move since he knew who it would be.

"Hello?" The visitor entered his home, and approached the bathroom. Haruka was very familiar with the voice. "I'm coming in."

The bathroom door opened and there stood a young female with a violet-colored bob haircut combed to the left. Her brown eyes surveyed the bathroom before she blushed a bit.

"I-I guess I have to get used to this," she said with a small laugh.

"Hm." Haruka rose up from under the water and shook his head. The girl smiled; she's always liked that about him...amongst many things. However, she wasn't as close to him as she felt she should be. Not as close as someone else was. "Where's Makoto?"

"He went home for something, but he should be here any minute." She moved towards the tub, holding her hand out to him. "Need some help?"

"You might hurt yourself," Haruk...well, Haru replied as he began to rise from the water. So instead of arguing, she stepped back and watched his body. He really took care of it well, as did all of the boys of her swim club. Her eyes gazed over him as he moved from the water.

"Oh my..."

She couldn't stop herself from staring, and it was probably rude at a time like this. The girl had all day to apologize.

"Yasumi." Hearing her name made said girl snap out of her thoughts and look up at Haru. He was actually exiting the bathroom then.

"R-Right!" The violelette followed him out with a small smile, heading into the living room as he headed off into the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?" Haru asked as he tied an apron around his half-naked body. Yasumi was so used to seeing him naked that she forgot he actually wore his swimming bottoms when he sits in the tub.

"No. I ate before I got here, thanks." The door bell rang then and Yasumi was up to her feet. "I'll get it."

She opened the door and grinned brightly at who she saw. "Makoto!"

Her arms flew around the young man's body, and she squeezed him happily.

"Hello, Yasu," he said as he kissed her forehead. "Is Haru out of the tub?"

The violette nodded, pointing towards the kitchen. "He's cooking mackerel, I'm sure of it."

Makoto laughed as he entered Haru's house, closing the door behind himself. Yasumi went to sit at the table as he moved in to see Haru. After a while, Makoto returned to her, wrapping his arms around her body. She smiled as he kissed her neck.

"Yasu-chan..." he muttered as his large hands began to rub under her top. His hands began moving upwards, making her breasts shift a bit in reaction. A silent moan escaped before she laughed.

"It seems you're ready and willing right now, but Haru's cooking. Shouldn't we wait?" As soon as her statement was finished, he turned her head and captured her lips in a kiss. One of his hands moved under her skirt and towards her panties, causing her to tense up a bit and moan more. She figured this was his answer.

It didn't take too long for Makoto to have Yasumi laying on the floor. Her top was over her breasts and her bra under them. The pink panties she once wore were removed completely.

"Makoto...sometimes I forget how...big you are!" Yasumi moaned out as she felt his penis far inside of her. He thrusted slow yet deep and continued smiling at her.

"As long as you're okay, I will continue reminding you."

It was then Haru stepped in with cooked mackerel and his mouth opened a bit. Makoto looked up at him and smiled while Yasumi was still moaning.

"Hello, Haru-" He was cut off by said young man.

"Don't say -chan." He moved to sit down, placing his plate on the table before looking up at Makoto again. From where he was sitting, he couldn't see much of the violette but her face and her breasts when she shifted up.

"So Haru," Makoto started as he glanced down at Yasumi, "I just have to make sure. Are you still going to the Samezuka joint practice? If you don't want to, Yasu-chan can take your place."

"Y-Yeah..." Yasumi agreed, but barely as she was sidetracked by the olive-haired male's cock.

"I'm fine, I'll be there..." Haru looked away then, deciding to leave it at that. Although his ex was in fact captain of Samezuka's swim team, they were still friends. They would have to see each other eventually. Besides, they loved swimming together, even if it was somewhat competitive. It seemed he would do anything for him, even compete.

Though it seems he would never change swim styles...

"Haru..." Makoto's eyes were drawn to Haru's expression and his motion slowed.

"Mako-chaan..." Yasumi whined, waving to get his attention. He looked down at her, smiling apologetically then before he went back to his deep thrusting. He began to move a bit faster.

"I'm sorry, Yasu-chan. I did start after all."

Haru got up then, sitting next to the two. He was watching Yasumi for a moment before he looked up at Makoto. With a small smile, the violette moved her hand to his swimming bottoms. He blushed a bit, trying to keep a straight face. Despite that, he let her continue. She and Makoto stopped what they were doing to remove his bottoms. Yasumi was on all fours then, collecting Haru's stiff member into her mouth. Makoto moved to kneel behind her, replacing his piece back into her vaginal region. She moaned, and the vibration got to Haru. He tensed up a bit, placing a hand to her head.

"I see you're enjoying it too. You must've been ready for a while," said Makoto as he continued into the girl. Haru looked away quietly, feeling slightly embarrassed. He just let Yasumi continue and the olive-haired male continued without asking more questions.

Looking past their sexual activeness, Makoto was rather happy the two got along. Life without either of them would be unbearable to him. Something about them being subconsciously similar made him fall for the both of them. They even came together, nearly matching facial expressions when they did. "So cute. But I may need a little help here."

Makoto pulled out of Yasumi, allowing her and Haru to proceed to his cock. Haru decided to take the tip with his thumb while Yasumi's hand stroked the rest of it. She sat up as she did so, locking lips with his as Haru continued. Shifting back down, Haru removed his hand and Yasumi took over with her mouth. Makoto couldn't take it. It seemed his perverse fantasies were playing out before him, causing him to remove his cock from her so suddenly and cum on both her and Haru. Yasumi grinned brightly as she looked up at him while Haru smiled a bit. And Makoto couldn't be happier.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up."

Herro! It is I, Rain! Just call me such since I change my username plenty.

To let you all know now - if you haven't seen it yet - I tend to become...sidetracked. A lot. You can probably see that since there is at least just one chapter to each of my stories ^^" Dearly sorry. But I am easily inspired by many things. As a fair warning now, I will not be continuing my Resident Evil story. I've lost the will for that. But some day I do plan to get back to Assassin's Creed and WWE, and continue this little..."prototype" of an idea. I was inspired by an...erm...Attack on Titan doujinshi named "3P". I really loved the story and I really wanted to try something different. So you should check it out. Highly sexual ;)

See ya for now!