Under the Waves

Bottomless Blue

Rin glared at the catfish before turning back to his father. "Well....nothing happened....." He shrugged, trying for a smile.

Satan sighed frustratedly. "Rin....how many times must we go through this?! You could've been seen by one of those savages, by one of those-those humans!"

"Daddy, they're not savages!" Rin insisted. "They are dangerous! Do you think I want to see my precious son snatched by some fish-eater's hook?!" Satan cupped his youngest son's face in his hands.

"I'm not a child anymore! I'm sixteen!" Rin pulled away. "Don't you take that tone of voice with me, young man! As long as you live in my ocean, you'll obey my rules!" The Sea King shouted. Rin yelled to get another word in, but the Meehan made it clear his word was final.

"Not. Another. Word. And I am never to hear another word that you went to the surface! Am. I. Clear?!" Satan whipped around to face his son. Rin's bottom lip shook and the King could only watch as the Cecaelia stormed off.

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Shiro groaned at his predicament. "How do I always get myself in these situations? I don't want to watch a teenager!" He complained, stopping suddenly when he saw Rin and Kuro sneaking around with a satchel.

He filled them until he stumbled into something. It was five times his size, with a strange figure. Almost like two triangles, hit there was sand in the bottom of it.

He went for into the hideout. Glittering things and strange Rick's, and all sorts of doodads.

"Rin? Are you okay?" Kuro asked. "I just wish he'd understand. I just don't see things the way he does. I don't understand how a works that makes such beautiful things can be bad."

Look at this stuff

Isn't it neat?

Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?

Wouldn't you think I'm the boy

The boy who has ev'rything?

Look at this trove

Treasures untold

How many wonders can one cavern hold?

Lookin' around here you'd think

"Sure."

he's got everything

Rin swirled his tentacles to move around and examine his collection.

I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty

I've got whozits and whatzits galore

"You want thingamabobs?

I got twenty."

But who cares?

No big deal

I want more

He opened a box of strange things combined together, than put it away. He laid back down on his lonely tock, looking at a lovely music stand with a dancing couple on it.

I want to be where the people are

I want to see

want to see 'em dancin'

Walkin' around on those

"Whad'ya call 'em?"

"Oh - feet."

Spinnin' your tentacles won't get you far

Legs are required for jumpin', dancin'

Strollin' along down a

"What's that word again?"

"Street."

Rin played with Kuro back fins, making the fish giggle. He pulled the catfish along and swayed his tentacles hypnotically in a strange motion unknown to Shiro.

Up where they walk

Up where they run

Up where they stay all day in the sun

Wanderin' free

Wish I could be

Part of that world

The Prince let himself sink into the sand, grinning at the thought of the land above.

What would I give

If I could live

Outta these waters

What would I pay

To spend a day

Warm on the sand?

Betcha on land

They understand

Bet they don't reprimand their children

Bright young people

Sick o' swimmin'

Ready to stand

He pushed of the ground, grabbing trinkets from his shelves and placing them back. He pushed farther, swimming higher and higher to the top of the cabin, absorbed in his thoughts of the human world.

I'm ready to know what the people know

Ask 'em my questions

And get some answers

What's a fire and why does it

"What's the word?"

"Burn?"

When's it my turn?

Wouldn't I love

Love to explore that shore above?

He reached out into the open sea from the small hole in the top of the cavern.

Out of the sea

Wish I could be

Part of that world