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Kamina and the Benefits of Mended Pants
Kamina was blushing.
Yoko had never seen Kamina blush. Could have sworn he was so shameless and totally full of himself that he was incapable of blushing, especially since a moment before he had been posing dramatically atop Lagann, and calling their attention to himself on purpose.
It would have been a moment to remember, Kamina totally embarrassed, if she wasn't blushing herself as they stared at him.
And if Simon wasn't standing next to her staring too, looking as though he was feeling inadequate.
And if Ron wasn't on her other side, fingers thoughtfully pressed against his soft smirk, his gaze assessing.
"My, my," he said approvingly. "And here I thought all this time you were compensating for something with all your machismo but, oh no, you earned it, baby."
"Kamina," Yoko growled threateningly, wishing her rifle was at hand, her tone filled with the promise of much pain later. "If you are going to go commando, make sure your pants don't have any tears near the crotch!"
AN: Inspired by a true story. *sighs* *facepalm* Family. What can you do?
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