The Blue Lagoon

Teen Beach Movie:

Absconding seemed to be the norm on Mikadzuki Beach. After all, the ever blue skies, the good sea food and the dashing looks of the many tourists and locals who spent their time in the beach provided plenty of reasons for lazy workers to choose to skip work. First, Saturn and the clique of his Kumon compatriots had to cover the day shift for the lifeguards and then take over as the coast guard within the same evening. After a short detour, Saturn was now called up to replace a stunt double for the latest aptly named 'Beachwood' movie in production. Although the Genin was at first disgruntled when his snorkelling plans had to be rescheduled to fit in his new working hours, he changed his mind after considering the listed compensation.

-- Saturn arrives at the scene.

The filming crew were already busy running around, setting up the right angles and microphones, exchanging sheets with scripts and cues between the actors and actresses that were scattered across the beach. It would appear that plenty of other shinobi were busy filming at that hour, each with a different crew in their own independent scenes. Saturn was received by the director at the lagoon, where as he cracked his knuckles, two members of the crew came buzzing in and handed him his script. Scanning through the piece of paper and flipping it around to check the back as well, he learned that he was to reenact a fight scene.

This seems fun.. Now why did the stunt double bail on this gig.. Saturn scratched his head and looked around. His blonde locks were loose by his ears, and he wore a cyan blue speedo with stars imprinted on it. He put his goggles on as he cracked his knuckles again, scanning the lagoon for his sparring partner. In the distance, across the water, he saw a tall tanned maiden with blue hair. Could it be? The Cerulean Sage! Saturn winced, misremembering the alias that belonged to the Daimyo's heir and rethinking his decision to take up this gig. Fighting the shepherd of whales in the middle of the sea was a scary thought. He turned to the director and signed to his own neck, to call it off. "I need more time, can we talk about this?" He begged, but his words fell on deaf ears. The director cut him short and signalled to the crew on both sides.


"You got this, planet boy, come on! Believe in yourself. Ready? And, action!"

Is she.. Is she laughing? Saturn cursed in his mind as he gritted his teeth, trying to remember his lines while under the alarming pressure that was building as Baruga proceeded to quickly make her move across from him. When she made her sweeping gesture, the panicking Genin was caught off guard as it was something that he had never seen before. The Gates of Rashomon erected upwards on either sides of the tensed young man, sending a cascade of waves in his direction from both sides messing with his footing on the surface of the water. As his stance wobbled and he leaned back trying to keep his balance, he heard the words that his compatriot would choose to utter. Perfectly suppressing his laughter - aided by the tense circumstances - Saturn's face remained visibly concerned and solemn. A frown pinched his brows together and his grinding sharp teeth showed from between his slightly parted blue lips as they gasped on their own.

He recited his first line as he pointed his finger at the Cetracean sage while she made her hand seals. On both his sides, the walls that ensnared Saturn stood 50 meters tall. He could try to scale one of the structures or leap backwards to bail on the scene but he was now emotionally invested and did not wish to quit. "You will always have a place in my heart, but I'm not ready for a relationship right now!" It was of no use. The wrath of the sea rose ten meters above sea level and made its way straight for the pleading heartbreaker. He winced in anticipation of the strike as he hurried to finish his lines.

Just before the tsunami would swallow body, Saturn's blue eyes darted upwards into the sky, spotting a red crested merganser as it soared overhead. The bird was offering mercy to the fortuneteller, the drifter of minds, inviting him to spare at least his mind from the wrath of the sea. He was given the opportunity to temporarily abort his body and let his mind seek refuge in the vessel of the merganser while his unconscious body endured the hit for him. Realizing that he still had both the space and the time to pull off this niche manoever, his blue eyes glowed white as he prepared to eject his mind. However, instead of holding the follow through and departing from his dashing tanned beach body, his irises returned to their normal color before he shut his eyes tight and braced for the impact with both his mind and body, choosing to stand his ground. "If you truly love someone, you should let them go!" The last words were heard before the wave crashed into the substitute stunt double's body. The waves echoed like thunder as they banged into the walls of Rashomon and dragged Saturn into the ocean's depths.

Under the surface, he opened his eyes to find that he was now upside down. He was bruised and slightly dazed, but still conscious. He had learned to swim since arriving at the beach, but his fear of the ocean had grown tenfold after witnessing for himself how a certain pirate.. succumbed to the gruesome effects its deepest depths had on the average human body. As he remained submerged underwater, his heart pounded in fear nearly out of his very chest, but his mind remained serene and calm in a deep meditation - assessing objectively how the sensation of fear caused his body to feel as though each of its cells was begging for salvation. He could hear his friends calling his name in the distance. In his mind's eye, he could vividly see the horror on Bartholomew's face. He wanted to scream. Yet he remained perfectly still with his eyes open, and a numb expression remained on his sore face. Then, as the echoes of the loud splash overhead came to an end, the screaming also ceased. The voices stopped and all he could now see was the endless Blue in every direction.

Saturn gasped for air as his soaked head emerged from the sea, ten meters from where he had been when he was knocked over and dragged down. "I'll get her back for this!" He cussed vindictively - his face and emotions deviated greatly from the transcendent zen bliss that he embodied underwater just moments earlier. He was visibly bruised - his speedo was torn and ripped around his chest and abdomen by the brutal assault. He spouted out some of the saltwater that he had inadvertently swallowed and he pedalled his hands and feet to stay afloat before swimming to the shore. The monkey that had been hired into Beachwood's logistics team slapped his face with a thick white towel and screeched before loitering off to collect his compensation from the director - a single banana of course - and hiding behind him. He looked over at Baruga as he dried himself and pointed with his thumb at the primate, raising his brow and slightly dropping his jaw before scoffing in disbelief, "Was that.."