Sounds of Love Chpt 15: Beach Bunny

By Knightmare Elite

I know it's been FOREVER since I updated. I'm sorry, I'm still stupidly working on like 20 stories at once. To any fans of this story, thank you for staying with it and I'll continue to update. As for the usual disclaimer stuff: I don't own Chobits blah blah.

“Okay, open your eyes,” Sumi shyly announced.

Marissa uncovered her eyes and suppressed a gasp at Sumi’s bikini, “You’re beautiful.”

Sumi nervously covered herself in an awkward stance against the door, “it is…cute?” she asked with big blue puppy eyes to Marissa. It was a petite eggshell white two piece. There was very little left to the imagination, and yet Sumi remained chaste. She wore oversized pink sunglasses, and turned around displaying the pink bow bikini tie.

“Oh you would find something like that!” Marissa laughed. She looked Sumi over and nodded approvingly, “definitely cute.”

“Yey!” Sumi cheered and ran to Marissa in a soft hug, “I wa…nt this one!”

Marissa kissed Sumi’s ear lobe and breathed in her perfume. “We definitely need to browse a lingerie shop soon.”

“Did you say some…thing?” Sumi asked in the rapid movements against her ear. She stared inquisitively at Marissa, also in skimpy bikini.

Marissa stood up with Sumi’s hands in hers. “I was saying we should buy lingerie, you know for, that thing you like…”

Sumi giggled, “Sex,” she stepped back in view of Marisa’s silver bikini. It left Marissa’s long legs at great advantage, and showed off the flatness of her stomach, “I can see your nipples,” Sumi stared at the defined bumps within the bikini top, “are you happy?”

“Can’t it just be cold in here?” Marissa insisted.

Sumi lowered her glasses for a closer look then shook her head, “No, those are ha…ppy boobs. You’re ha…ppy to see me!” The blonde pointed out, and poked Marissa’s breast assumingly.

“Sumi stop, you’re so bad!” Marissa blushingly warned. She walked off toward her change stall, and felt the lithe fingers take her wrist, “yes, Sumi?” Marissa airily said while turning back. She was pulled toward those delicately softly lips, and ever wondrous blue eyes.

“That’s it,” Sumi nonchalantly said while admiring Marissa’s lipstick over hers. She disappeared into her stall leaving Marissa flustered.

“Someone could have walked in on us,” Marissa thought aloud. She looked Sumi’s stall, small hands working the bikini bottom down slender legs. As Sumi stepped out of it, and stepped into her dress, Marissa smiled, “it really doesn’t bother her.” She went to her own stall to change.

Minutes later Sumi emerged with her new bikini in hand. She sat on the seat awaiting Marissa, all the while admiring her reflection. It was the first time Sumi ever went shopping in such an upscale boutique. The price tag on her bikini was $200, and even though she did have the money, it seemed wasteful when there were others more in need. However, as a gift from her ever loving girlfriend, Sumi was happy to accept.

Marissa emerged from her stall in a strapless yellow flower dress, complete with yellow sandals. It was a modest choice, and wonderfully worked with her shape, especially in feigning much needed cleavage. She rolled her eyes seeing Sumi in the same outfit, only white. “Copy cat!”

“I had it first!” Sumi shot back with an accused finger. The moment they walked hand in hand into the boutique, Sumi fell in love with the little white dress. She rushed off to the change room, and was suggested the matching platform sandals. Whether a coupling decision, or for photo opportunities, Marissa opted for the same outfit, albeit a larger size.

“It doesn’t matter, they won’t be on long anyway,” Marissa said in a less than subtle wink.

Sumi sauntered over to Marissa and lifted the hem of her dress. “Can I ask you some…thing?”

“Sure,” Marissa said while playfully slapping Sumi’s hand from her dress.

“When you put your ear on a sea…shell, can you really hear the oc…ean?” Sumi shyly asked.

Marissa smirked at such an obvious question; her smile widened seeing the wonder in Sumi’s eyes. “You really have no idea…”

Sumi shook her head and frowned. “What…” Her voice softened to a frightening delicacy, “what does…it…sound like at…the beach?” She slowly lifted her eyes to Marissa’s, tears shamefully welling.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart,” Marissa whispered. She wiped Sumi’s tears and walked her to the mirror, “you’re my perfect angel,” Marissa wrapped her arms around Sumi’s waist, and kissed the nape of her neck, “ocean waves sound like a peaceful dream and the beach, well, that…” her fingers pressed into Sumi’s sides in rapid movement, “sounds like this.”

“Hehehehehe,” Sumi squealed and fell to the floor in a fit of laughter.

“It’s downright freaky how you sound like a little girl when you laugh,” Marissa’s cheeks flushed pink, “and especially in bed.”

Sumi sat up in a heavy pant, “You said…it was…ok…ay. Do I sound bad…in bed?”

Marissa helped Sumi to her feet and shrugged. “It’s different, Sumi. I guess that’s because your voice is so under developed. You sound like a little girl, and when we make love, it can be really creepy at first. Don’t worry I won’t freak out or anything.”

“Are you sure?” Sumi fretted.

Marissa shook her head and kissed Sumi’s frowning lips. “I love you, and I accept you as you are, my sweet-sweet Sumichan.”

“Aw, you called me Sumichain!” Sumi cheered.

“Come on let’s get out of here, we do have a picnic at the beach to attend,” Marissa graciously reminded.

“Right,” Sumi agreed while scampering off to her change room, “wait, can I wear the f…lower skirt with my bi..kini?”

“You’re supposed to silly, and then you take it off when we get to the beach. Unless you’re shy,” Marissa teased.

Sumi stuck out her tongue and closed her change room door.

Moments later Sumi emerged in her dainty flower dress, and oversized glasses. She took the two way communicator from her purse. At the frantic pace of the beach, Sumi felt it would be easier for Marissa. She sat in a chair reading their logged conversations. “Aw, Marissa’s sweet.”

Marissa tapped Sumi on the shoulder, and browed the entries alongside Sumi. “Oh, it saves our conversations?”

Sumi obliviously read the ‘transcript’ of their initial dinner date, giggling at Marissa’s constant apologies.

“Well, I guess it is funny considering that gigantic ‘small’ detail.” Marissa sat next to Sumi, arms snaking around her waist as they read.

“It gets inter…net too!” Sumi announced. She pressed a button and a web browser popped up. Her homepage was the American anime network. “OH! They announced a new sea…son of Chobits—in high def! I lo..ve Chii! She’s cute!”

Marissa stared at the tiny image of a blonde girl with strange eyes. “I’m not familiar with that, but that’s still great news if it makes you happy,” Marissa responded in a feeble attempt at sign language.

Sumi smiled and showed Marissa the correct motions. “Don’t wo…rry, it takes time.”

“I know, and I’ll get it,” Marissa pledged.

Marissa and Sumi walked to the register hand in hand. A few customers casually stared, one worker seemed genuinely discomforted. It was an upscale boutique, and as such they couldn’t turn away business, regardless of circumstance.

“People are staring,” Sumi noted while browsing the newest anime releases.

“All they’re seeing is two women holding hands. The interpretation is up to them,” Marissa aimlessly explained. She glanced at Sumi watching a video and smirked. “If you weren’t deaf, I’d swear you had the attention span of a five year old.”

“Thank you ma’am, and have a wonderful day,” said the cashier while handing the receipt to Marissa. “If you don’t mind me asking, are you two…”

Marissa drew the startled Sumi to her side and beamed. “Why yes we are.”

The cashier smiled and leaned closer to Marissa. “My younger sister is a lesbian, I try to be supportive, but there are so many things I don’t understand. Please don’t judge me.”

“If I judged you for supporting your sister, I’d be no better than the people who are currently judging you for conversing with me past the point of sale. You’re doing a good thing, just be there for her, it helps more than you’ll ever know,” Marissa said before leaving with her bags.

“Bye every…one,” Sumi chirped as they exited. She put on her glasses and helped Marissa put the bags in the back seat. “Can we get ice cre…am at the beach?”

“Sure, I thought we already agreed on that. I can’t wait to try those yummy sandwiches,” Marissa reminded.

Sumi put on her seatbelt and nodded. “Marissa?”

“Yes, Sumi,” Marissa sang while turning on the car.

“What you said to that lady, it was nice,” Sumi informed.

“What, you heard that?” Marissa stammered.

Sumi shook her head. “No, I read her lips, and then I read yours. She ta…lks faster than you.”

Marissa laughed to herself and kissed Sumi on the cheek. “I’ll work on it, but for now let’s work on our tans.”

“Yey, beach time!” Sumi cheered.

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