Like... This?
RainbowsInReality
Like... This?
"Soarin?" a rainbow-haired teenage girl asked a navy-blue haired teenage boy.
Rainbow Dash was walking along the side pavement of a road, coming home from after-school detention she was given earlier that day. As she walked along, she saw a boy standing in a large field playing with something on the ground. As he stood up, Rainbow Dash realized it was the same boy as the one on her football team, Soarin.
At first, she was stunned. She didn’t expect him to be there. She walked over to the gate, between them, and climbed over it.
Soarin instantly dropped his club and ball and rubbed him hand against the back of his head.
"Urr... hey Dash..." he said, kicking the club behind him. Dash looked at it, and then at him.
"Hm, what’cha got there?" she asked curiously, although she new he was playing Golf. She just wanted to start a conversation after the horrible day she had.
"Urr... nothing." Soarin put a innocent smile on, starting to sound a little like Fluttershy. She looked at him with a smug look.
"Really?" She smirked. "What's that then?" she asked, quickly running behind him and grabbing the golf club near his feet.
"Hey!" Soarin shouted. "Give it back!"
She shot him a cunning, smug look, flipping the club in the air and catching it. She looked at the object and said, "so, golf huh?"
Soarin looked at her surprised.
"What?" He expected more to come out of her lips. He knew how cocky and brash she was, but just asking 'what' was NOT what he expected. She looked at him again, with a smile.
"Golf?" she asked again. He looked at her, thinking of what to say.
"Urr... what I was trying to say was. Well... I just thought that, you might have said something like, 'Ha! You? Soarin! Playing a sissy ‘sport’ like golf?! Nah! This must be a joke!'" he said, trying to mock her raspy voice. Dash looked at him with an amused smile.
"What? I would never say that! First of all, never ever try to imitate me again. Second, I have no right to say that, I mean, I read! Last time I checked, athletes were not supposed to read. Well, not me at least!" Dash said in a loud voice. "I'd be a hypocrite if I said that!"
''Oh..." Soarin blushed a little. "So... why are you here?"
"Just wanted to check out what you were doing after I saw you. So, how long have you been paying?"
A relaxing calm smile followed Dash’s face.
"Umm..." Soarin hadn't thought about this at all. He was never really asked this before. Because one; only his family knew about this, and two; no one asked him.
"Three years?" he hesitantly said.
"Oh, well... how good at it are you?" Dash handed him the golf club. "Here."
Soarin looked at the club in his hand. "Urr... okay." He got a ball out of his small golf bag and placed it on a small blue stand. He aimed the golf club at the ball. As he was about to swing, he realized that Dash was way too close.
If he was going to hit the ball, he would also end up hitting Dash as well.
"Umm... Dash. Can you stand back a bit? I’ll end up hitting you by accident if you don’t."
"Oh." She quickly took a couple steps back. "Is that okay?" she asked, looking for approval from him. Soarin looked behind him. She was in a safe zone now.
"Okay, that’s fine." Soarin went back to focusing on the ball. "Okay," he whispered to himself. "Three..." He took the club back to his head. "Two..." Dash eyed him closely. "One." He hit it as far as he could.
The ball soared through the air, before landing a long way ahead.
"Woah, you’re good." She walked over to him again, putting her hand on his shoulder. Soarin immediately blushed at the gesture.
She took the golf club out of his hands, as Soarin blushed more. Dash examined the ball closely.
"Do you teach?" Soarin was taking back by the question. She saw the confused look on his face and stated the question once again. "Do you teach?"
"Umm... well, I taught my little brother a bit, so... I guess."
She smiled and looked at him in the eyes, her magenta’s sparkled.
"Can you teach me?" she asked quickly. Soarin’s eyes widened.
"Why?"
“Why not? Learning a new thing can be nice sometimes." She looked at him. "And maybe also because I don't wanna go home yet.” she quickly added on with a cheeky smile.
"Well..." He got another golf club out of his bag. "Here." He handed her a club.
"Thanks. So, what’re the basics?"
"Well, first you need to know how far to stand away from the ball and how to be safe. Like..." Dash put the golf club right behind her head. "Wait! No!" Dash was about to swing, but stopped.
"What?" she asked. He slowly went behind her and hesitantly put his arms around her. The rainbow-haired girl blushed deeply from the position they were in. She gulped.
"S-Soo... how?" she asked, as Soarin lifted his arms up, making Dash lifts her’s up too. He swung it so it hit the ball around the same distance as his.
"There..." Soarin quietly said. His voice whispered down Dash’s spin and made her squeak a bit. Soarin quickly let go of her and rubbed the back of his neck. "Now you try." He looked at her still blushing.
"O-Okay." She did exactly what Soarin had taught her. She swung it back and hit it while focusing on the ball. Not where it was going.
"Wow, that was good, Dash,” he said, eyeing the ball.
She smiled, while still blushing a bit. "So... umm..." It had been about a half hour and they were getting a bit bored.
"So, what do you want to do?" Dash asked. She had her hands on her hips and was tilting to her left. In the angle she was in, she looked like an absolute angel to Soarin.
Woah... Her athletic, slim figure with her gorgeous smile and her massive magenta eyes, her appealing rac- Soarins thoughts were interrupted as Dash said, "Well?" Her impatient glare made him gulp nervously.
"Umm... should I teach you more?"
"Okay!" Dash put the golf club in the same position and was about to swing it, but Soarin put his hand around her waist. Dash’s face was burning alive as he moved her hips to her left.
"Y-Ya see... Dash, if you’re using your right hand, its best to tilt to the left,” Soarin stammered out.
Are you sure its not a reason to hold my hips? Dash thought to herself.
Soarin then took her arms again, and lifted them up and down multiple times.
"What are you doing?" Dash said, clearly annoyed. Soarin looked around to her quickly, their noses inches away from each other.
Dash quickly turned around to hide a profuse blush that was slowly creeping up on her cheeks.
"You know what? I think I know how to now!" Dash shouted quickly. At this rate, she was going to melt with the amount of heat she had formed on her face.
"But it takes ages to get it right! I, myself, am still learning," Soarin said in a concerned voice.
"W-Well…" C’mon Dash! Think... I don’t want him to look at my tomato face and I... K-Kinda... want him to.... to touch- NO! Dash. You are NOT THAT kind of girl, she thought. "Um, I learn really fast."
"Oh, well should we try one more time?"
"NO!" she quickly blurted out. "I mean... I can do it." She hesitantly laughed a bit and swung it. It didn't go too far. Maybe...
"A couple inches?" Soarin said flatly. Dash smirked and started to laugh. Soarin looked at her confused. "What? Oh! Oh, you little dirty girl!"
"What?!" Dash cried out, tears beginning to form out of her laughter. "I was just laughing!"
"Yeah...." Soarin rolled his eyes and sat down. Dash decided to sit next to him and watch the clouds. Soarin lay next to her. "Its so quiet,” he said after a little while.
"Yeah, but I like it more when every thing’s loud and energetic." Dash sighed. And Soarin turned to his side until he was facing Dash.
"Why?" He asked.
"Dunno, just like it. Makes me feel less alone."
"Oh." Soarin bluntly said, expecting more. A gust of wind went by and blew some hair in Dash’s face.
"Let me help you." Before Dash could respond Soarin lifted her hair up and moved it out of her face. Dash tried not to blush, but failed.
"You okay, Dash?" Soarin asked.
"Yea-Yeah... " Dash lied. She kept feeling weird lately around him. When ever he touched her, she instantly got butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to be with him... "But, I couldn't done that myself..."
Why? she continually asked her self. Until… Oh crap, Dash thought. I-I think.. I LIKE Soarin... Oh crap oh crap oh crap!
"You okay?" Soarin asked again. "You look really... weird, confused?" Dash turned over to him.
"Woah. Thanks or the compliment," Dash bluntly said, un-amused. Soarin laughed, it was something Dash liked about him. He was funny and he could always make her laugh. He would always be there if she needed him. Something she could relate to. I mean, she was the spirit of loyalty.
Soarin had closed his eyes and breathed heavily. Dash turned around onto her back and looked up at the clouds. Suddenly she felt a warm object touch her left arm. She looked to see it was Soarin, he had moved closer to her. She felt.... awkward.
Soarin sat up and grabbed Dash’s hand. He then pulled her into a hug.
"W-What?" Dash said, confused.
"Just wanted a hug."
She blushed.
When he let go, it was nice for Dash to see how much he cared.
"Hey Dash..." Soarin started. He looked at Dash in the eyes with anticipation. "C-Can I do something that I will probably regret for the rest of my life? And do you think we will be back to normal afterwards?" Dash looked at him curiously.
"Well what is i-" Dash was cut of but a hand pulling her forward and another hand holding her hips. The hand that was pulling her went up and down her back. She was being kissed. And oh... it felt good.
Her eyes were still wide, but she forced them close while she had a mental battle with her mind. Should I kiss back? I mean I like him. But I shouldn't! It would be awkward though! But it would be awkward anyway?! I lov-love him.... do I? Argh! Why are feelings so confusing?! Before the argument in her mind could finish, the kiss broke.
"I-I'm SO sorry Dash, I didn’t know what I was doing I-" A finger suddenly covered his lips.
"I liked that," she said with a glisten in her eyes. She moved closer to him. He looked shocked but satisfied. "A lot..."
She pressed her lips against his and pushed him to the ground. Now, THIS, is how everyday should feel like.
'Like.... This?' Yeah....
Author's Note
The best story I think I have written. Maybe?
Well, I hope you like it. ^^
