Noriko found the only stretch of beach that felt like one . A miniscule bay, only a few metres wide with sand under her feet . She let her toes dig down, grabbed her skirt with her hands and waded into the water .

It felt cool against her feet, and salt water splashed onto her legs when a small motorboat raced by and left its wake spreading onto the sh.o.r.e .

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Back in j.a.pan the thought wouldn't even have occurred to her, going into the sea at temperatures like these, but this was summer in Sweden . Another week or two, and the temperature would reach what she considered summer herself, even though it was a far cry from the murderous Tokyo heat during July and August .

Then, again, back in j.a.pan she did things that never occurred to her before she did them . Her friends.h.i.+p with Kyoko and Kuri shaped her, and so did watching Yukio grow as a man . But in the end, falling in love with Urufu for the third time made her grow in ways she hadn't thought possible .

She had to, the third time she knew about his background . Mentally he was already a man when she was merely the high schooler they both looked like .

Noriko sighed and allowed the water to lap her thighs . The hem of her skirt was long since gone wet, so she simply let it go and allowed it to float like a deflated balloon on the waves .

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Most improper, as Kyoko once would have said . She seldom did these days . In truth hadn't since the spring term of their second year .

Noriko clenched her fists and hid them in the water . With her current understanding of people it no longer surprised her why the conflict erupted into open warfare the way it did .

With a second sigh she returned onto the beach . She wrung most of the water from her soaked skirt and went in search of Urufu and Kuri . She had to ask them if they thought of it the same way . @@