Kiss a Kiss
A Kill la Kill fluffshot (?) collection
By
EvilFuzzy9
Ira Gamagoori felt like his cheeks were on fire, as he waited outside the sliding door of the dilapidated shack that the Mankanshoku family called home. He was dressed in his Sunday best, his face a bright radioactive pink and his pupils looking about ready to unleash the Spiral Nemesis.
His stomach was doing all sorts of interesting things, the sizable man's guts twisting and contorting into a myriad of convoluted shapes and figures. He felt like an entire forest's worth of monarch butterflies was fluttering about within his abdominal cavity.
The twenty year old's hands twitched nervously behind his back, squeezing and bending the stems of the mixed bouquet he had purchased from a florist shop run by the family of the Gardening Club President. The toes of his shoes scuffed deep furrows into the compacted dirt of ground outside the Mankanshoku "Manor". Ira's already usually neat hair was somehow even neater, slicked back in a conservatively dweebish style, glistening with a copious amount of mousse and styling gel.
Nervously, anxiously, Gamagoori ran over the words in his head, sweat beading down his bronzed and furrowed brow.
Greetings, Mankanshoku. I am here to request permission to take your daughter, Mako, on a date.
Greetings, Mankanshoku. I am here to request permission to take your daughter, Mako, on a date.
Greetings, Mankanshoku. I am here to request permission to take your daughter, Mako, on a date.
Ira took a deep breath, steeling his nerves.
He knocked on the door.
Seconds of agonizingly tense anticipation passed.
The door opened.
Rotund back-alley doctor, Barazo Mankanshoku, stood on the threshold. The jovial, happy-go-lucky Mankanshoku patriarch was dressed in striped, blue and white pajamas. He was yawning and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Clearly the man had only just gotten up.
Not surprising, given the time. Very few people were usually up and about at the crack of dawn.
"Ehh?" said Barazo sleepily, putting on his glasses. "You're... one of my daughter's schoolmates. Gamagorilla, right?"
Gamagoori's anxiety reached its peak.
"Greetings!" the muscular blond belted out, nerves firing wildly. "I am here to transmit a request for your daughter's manko!"
Barazo blinked.
A moment passed.
The shoji sliding door promptly shut in Ira Gamagoori's face.
A/N: FINISHED WATCHING KILL LA KILL, YO.
BEAUTIFUL. EVERYTHING I'VE COME TO EXPECT FROM THOSE CRAZY WONDERFUL LUNATICS AT GAINAX.
(also iramako is an adorable pairing)
Updated: 3-30-14
TTFN and R&R!
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