Let's start it like this: 5-year-old Lambo is an undesirable, egotistic, self-concerned, pain in the ass. And who ever doesn't believe that has an EXTREMELY high tolerance. 15Year Old Lambo, however, is somewhat a suave guy, even when he's confused and all-of-a-suddenly brought into the present time. His luscious black curly tresses are to die for and his body, well, it isn't short or pudgy.
5 Year Old I-Pin is cute and innocent, although quite troublesome sometimes with that Pinzu Time Bomb of hers. Her one braid made her cute, but her near-sightedness lead to lots of confusion. But tens years older, her hairline didn't recede with age, but finally grew into to such long, silky jet black hair. Now, she's just a taller version with too innocent a smile with her dangerous martial arts skill.
However, I-Pin is a big girl now, and she claims she's too busy for boys, nonetheless the broccoli monster that annoyed her constantly ten years ago. But that little broccoli monster has grown up too, but now is as clueless as ever when he does that thing that'll make any girl swoon. Or at least flustered, in the case of poor, naive I-Pin.
"Ah, stop doing that with your face!" Lambo looked at the braided-hair girl before him, who blushed like a tsundere in denial. (Although, I think I-Pin is yandere…gupya…) The look on his face right as he said that was what caused the martial artist's face to flame red in embarrassment in the first place.
"Stop doing what to my face?" His smooth, creamy voice made chills run along her spine. He scratched his head in confusion, wondering what I-Pin was having a tsundere's heart attack for.
"Th-that winking thing with y-your eye!"
Of course, that cute thing he does with his eye. Anyone can do it, but it's something about his face that makes it nosebleed-worthy to a fan girl. (I-Pin is too disciplined to have a nosebleed.) The sexily-messy bedhead/sexhair he donned…maybe, but it's actually the little markings under his eyes that sat right above his cheek bone.
"Oh, this?" he pointed at himself, his open eye widened. "That's just just how my face looks, my darling I-Pin." He smiled at her, smitten with his non-chalant answer. With that, the fist of a delicate woman with the force of a grown man's hand targeted the marking under his open eye. Her' whole face was dyed red as she saw him fall back onto his ass.
"T-tolerate, Lambo…tolerate…"
"Hah," I-Pin scoffed a little, still quite flustered. "now both your eyes are closed."
"Oh my, I-Pin…that actually hurt." He hoisted himself up with one hand, holding his face in his other. Once to his feet, he took his hand of his face, which seem completely unharmed. "I've been taking your punches for ten years, you think they still hurt me? How cute!" He pulled her into a hug quickly, I-Pin was too afraid and naïve to deal a response to such affection.
So, in turn, she stabbed at a pressure point in his neck, and his body went limp. He kissed his cheek before allowing him to drop to the floor.
"Stupid broccoli monster."
A/N: Ramen no Hime here! I-Pin x Lambo don't get alotta love on FF, so I figured I'd let this story outta my arsenal. I think it's very cute and adorable, but then again, somebody has to fall victim to some plot change…or just pain. Sorry TYL Lambo~ Ciaossu!
