Sitting upon a rock along the coast of California, near Los Angeles, well, actually within it, a young looking male could be seen. He wasn't of the usual visage in people, considering his hair was a pale looking blue color, rather unusual for someone to be having. One might think that he had dyed his hair, but the way it looked seemed to be a bit natural, not the way some dyes made hair look. Not to mention, when close enough, they could see that his eyebrows were also blue in color too. His clothing were a bit off too, as the weather at that moment was not all that warm, and yet he was wearing a short sleeved shirt that was way too big on him, unbuttoned to reveal a slender torso, skinny, but with obvious muscle tone. With this he wore Arabian looking pants, and no shoes. People would think he was crazy, considering the weather at that moment. But nonetheless, there he was, looking extremely comfortable.<br/><br/>As he sat there, his sensitive ears pick up the sounds of someone coming closer, their footsteps clear to him as if they were right next to him. Glancing around, taking his eyes off of the ship that was resting upon the choppy waters of the ocean, he watched as a lone girl came in to view, kneeling down to mess around in the sand. He watched curiously, wondering what she was doing, seeing that she was attempting at some sort of art...but what he was clueless.<br/><br/>The time continued to slip past, and before long it was barely light outside, the lights from the city clearly visible to him in the distance. He was thinking it was about time to head back when he picks up on the girl talking to herself, saying how nothing exciting was going to happen that evening. Despite his usual loner personality, he couldn't help but be curious as to why she would even want something exciting to happen. So, in spite of himself, he gets to his feet, jumps down from the rock, and slowly, yet carefully begins to wander over to her, taking careful and cautious steps.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, on the coast of Maui, Hawaii, a young girl could be seen in a hidden bay. This particular bay was blocked for the most part from entry due to a pile up of large rocks, letting only enough water in to fill the bay, but not letting anything else like ships or the like to pass through. It was an overgrown area, with trees and other foliage, and in the shallow water were fish and coral, starfish and anemone. It was a paradise, hidden from the world. One that only she knew of.<br/><br/>At that moment she was sitting along the waters edge, near a shallow bit of water, her fingers dipped in the water, playing with the fish that swam around them. Small droplets of water floated around her in perfect spheres, shining in the half light of the ending day, glowing almost, as they reflected the different colors of the setting sun.<br/><br/>She was a beautiful girl, with long hair that no doubt dragged the ground if she stood up, and despite that it was perfect, shining and with a healthy sheen. She was a nice shape too, and her skin untouched and unblemished. A few specks of white sand dotted across her softly tanned skin, mainly congregated on her knees, front of her calves, and her elbows, as well as her stomach, which was resting in the warm sand, despite the sun no longer shining on it. As she lay there, fluttering her fingers in the water, she hummed quietly under her breath, a content expression on her face as she watched the fish dancing in the aqua blue.