Love is a One-Shot

Pairing: Garuru X Zoruru

Title: The Last Place You Look

Rating: Older Teen/Mature

Word Count: 1,879

Summary: Talking is the basis of a strong relationship.

The dark, vastness of space, littered with a few stars, and meteorites barely big enough to scratch the paint off a space ship. That was all Garuru could see as he made his way to Pokopen to retrieve his younger brother to celebrate a new year back home on Keron.

He was currently sat in the pilot's seat, feeling… lonely. An emotion he never paid too much attention to. I was… a sexual yearning… one that he'd never really experienced before. He needed a mate. His life was with his team, and there was but one female in his team, and he wasn't about to force himself on someone he didn't love. He guessed that he might as well stay alone – he'd never had a sex life, therefore he wouldn't miss anything.

He wondered how Giroro was doing on Pokopen. He wondered if his tough-nut little brother had actually been brave enough to confess to Dororo yet. Garuru didn't mind Giroro's little crush, he thought it was cute, and he thought the two of them suited each other rather well… and Dororo, well… he reminded him of someone.

He heard a thunk, and snapped from his thoughts. He materialised a gun.

"Show yourself. State your name and rank immediately!" He barked.

"It's just me" Came the voice of the cyborg assassin, Zoruru, as he appeared from the shadows. Garuru lowered his weapon and cocked an eye ridge.

"What are you doing here? I thought you got off at the docking station back on Keron. Don't you want to spend the new year with your family?"

"I don't have family. I don't have friends," Zoruru swallowed thickly "I'm lonely, sir… I guess I thought that if I stowed away with you while you went to fetch your brother, I'd get a sort of… artificial feeling of love. I want to know what it feels like to celebrate the new year with the ones you love"

"You're lonely, huh?"

"Yes…"

"Join the club"

Zoruru observed Garuru's face for a moment, but he didn't answer. Instead, he took a seat in the chair by his own control panel and faced away from him.

For a while, they just sat in companionable silence, until Garuru finally noticed the faint scraping sound coming from Zoruru's direction. He turned to see that Zoruru had actually unscrewed his metal face plate and was looking at his reflection in his left arm sadly. Garuru's expression softened slightly, before he switched on the autopilot, walked over and took a seat next to his subordinate, who promptly closed his face up. Garuru slightly raised his hands in front of his face, to show he wasn't being hostile.

"I won't judge," He chuckled slightly. "Was it really Lance Corporal Dororo who did that to you?"

Zoruru looked a little surprised at his leader's curiosity.

"Yes… well, not really… sort of. It was my fault, really, getting into a brawl I couldn't win… basically… I bragged. Therefore, Zeroro overestimated my ability and thus…" He gestured to his metal half.

"If it was as much your fault as you say… why do you want to get revenge so badly?" Garuru asked, tilting his head, showing his interest.

"Well… Zeroro was the only friend I ever had, really. Like me, he was desperately lonely. When Keroro and Giroro showed interest in him, he forgot all about me… it's still a pathetic reason to kill someone though, isn't it? I guess I'm just trying to give myself a purpose in life. No-one else really wants me anyway" Zoruru explained. Garuru frowned.

"Well, I need you for my team. I, personally, don't think I know a better assassin than you, and… I feel as if I can easily talk to you… So, if you have anything else to talk about, well… just say" he said, gingerly laying his hand on Zoruru's for emphasis. The belligerent's hand tingled at the feel of the melancholy assassin's hand. He winced slightly, knowing it was the hormones heightening his senses that caused it.

Zoruru shyly raised his head to look at Garuru with a piercing red eye. Part of the bandages covering his face had fallen away when he had unscrewed his face earlier, revealing slightly parted lips, which Garuru instantly found attractive. Completely ignoring his better judgement, he leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to Zoruru's. Despite the cooling sensation of the metal half of the assassin's face, Garuru deepened the kiss. Zoruru didn't pull away as he probably would have done in a normal situation; instead, he responded positively to the kiss, sliding his tongue into the commanding officer's mouth and shivering as it brushed against his attacker's.

Zoruru took a tight hold of Garuru's belt and pulled the lieutenant towards him, revealing how desperate his need for love and affection really was. Garuru noticed this and pulled him closer, stroking the back of his head gently in an attempt to sooth him. Zoruru gave in to his emotions and lay into the crook of Garuru's arm, showing a vulnerability he had never shown to anyone else before, and it only made Garuru want to protect him… to please him.

He pulled away and looked into the assassin's face, and was almost shocked to find that he was crying. Garuru saw now, the young boy without a family or anyone to care about him, trapped inside this metal shell, in need of a release. He needed some love and Garuru was determined to provide it.

He gently pressed his lips back onto Zoruru's, feeling the warm, salty tears roll from the assassin's cheek onto his own. They separated again, Garuru lovingly drying Zoruru's tears away. The cyborg closed his eyes and looked away slightly.

"Now you see how weak and pathetic I really am. I just want a little love. But no-one can ever love me. I'm a freak… I'm a monster… I… I'm hideous…" he whispered.

"What did you think I was doing? Cleaning the inside of your mouth?" Garuru chuckled lightly.

"You're lonely. You said you were. How can I trust that your feelings for me are anything but temporary?

"You said the same… yet I trust you…," Garuru replied, lifting Zoruru's head to face him and pulling him slightly closer "Have you never felt it?" he whispered.

Zoruru looked at him, confused.

"The tension between us. It's always been there"

Zoruru nodded slightly. He had felt a sexual tension between himself and Garuru, but always presumed it was one way. While Zoruru was thinking, he had failed to notice that Garuru had somehow guided him across the room, where Garuru had made himself a makeshift bed for long journeys alone. When he was gently pushed onto the bed, Zoruru reacted by clamping onto Garuru's arms, restraining him.

"You're using me" He growled fearfully. Garuru managed to lift his arm far enough to stroke Zoruru's cheek.

"I'm a rational person, Zoruru. Do you really think I'd just pick anyone to be my mate?"

Mating? So that was the hormonal stage Garuru was at. Zoruru blushed wildly, but he had such a low self-esteem that he refused to believe that anyone would ever want him that way.

"You still don't believe me, do you?," Asked Garuru "I'll have to banish those evil traumas myself, you need to understand that it's possible for someone to love you" he said as he locked lips with Zoruru again, lightly nibbling on his lower lip. He felt Zoruru shiver beneath him as he did so. He removed his lips from the assassin's and pressed them against his neck, nipping lightly to mark his territory. He began to rub Zoruru's chest, caused him to shiver again and grip onto the bed covers.

Slowly, slowly, Garuru lowered his hand to Zoruru's crotch, which was completely un-mechanised. He brought out Zoruru's erect member and stroked it gently before giving it a quick, light pump. Zoruru slid back onto the bed slightly in shock, so Garuru changed tack and lowered his head upon the assassin's arousal and started sucking gently, sliding his tongue all the way around, even grazing the area around it. Zoruru tried not to arch his back, but couldn't help moving a little, and the head of his member began to weep. He began to salivate, his lust rising. Garuru lifted his head and stuck two fingers into Zoruru's mouth, who responded by gently licking them, knowing it was going to be used as a lubricant. As he predicted, Garuru lowered his fingers to Zoruru's backside and slid them inside him, bringing them in and out rhythmically. He added in a third finger momentarily before removing his hand, and placing the head of his now revealed arousal by Zoruru's entrance.

"Are you ready?" Garuru whispered, to which Zoruru nodded and gripped Garuru's shoulders.

Garuru slowly slid his member inside Zoruru, who went a bit stiff.

"Am I hurting you?" asked Garuru, worriedly.

"N-no… a bit… keep going…" breathed Zoruru. Garuru proceeded to push in farther, feeling Zoruru constrict around him. Eventually, he managed to force his entire length inside… when the head of his arousal hit something.

"Yes," Zoruru said, suddenly tightening his grip on Garuru's shoulders "Again. Do that again"

Garuru stared at him, before withdrawing and slowly pushing back in again. Zoruru waited desperately for the rush he had felt previously, and was not disappointed.

"H… haah… again…" Zoruru breathed roughly, his visible eye rolling back into his head. Garuru decided to be braver, by pulling out and thrusting back in again, faster, harder.

"Agh! Faster!" Zoruru cried, trying so hard not to claw Garuru's shoulders too roughly. Garuru began to pump Zoruru's shaft for him, as it was throbbing awfully. Zoruru, feeling very brave, forced Garuru onto his back and took over, roughly riding him, using his stomach to lean on. Garuru quivered, he liked the roughness, how he had so suddenly been dominated. It turned him on.

A deep growl escaped his throat before he released into the younger keronian. Zoruru climbed off of Garuru – but it wasn't over, yet.

"Now it's my turn" He said darkly, causing Garuru to arch back a little out of lust. Zoruru didn't bother to prepare him, just thrust his entire length straight in, just how Garuru seemed to like it. The pain wasn't permanent, and the euphoric rush didn't take long to surface. Zoruru, using his good hand for fear of harming the older keronian, began frantically pumping Garuru's shaft. Garuru Cried out in pleasure, before they both released simultaneously.

Zoruru collapsed in exhaustion, and Garuru wrapped his arms around him, holding him close while they caught their breath.

Eventually, he had to let go, he couldn't let the ship stay on auto pilot for much longer, they were about to reach a cluttered part of space that would require some manoeuvring.

Zoruru stayed where he lay in exhaustion, watching as his new mate gripped the controls and finished off the last leg of the journey, which would eventually land them on Pokopen, from where they would retrieve Garuru's younger brother, and probably Zeroro… or Dororo, as he now called himself. But all of that seemed so trivial now.

He had Garuru - #he didn't care about anything else.

FIN

A/N

To start of this set of one shots, I thought I'd post an oldie from last year, when I first got into this pairing. I'm proud of this, more so than the other smut I've uploaded anyway. PLEASE be gentle with your criticism. If you like the way I write, I guess I could take some story suggestions, though I don't support every pairing so don't expect every suggestion to be written. This set of stories will include more yaoi, straight pairings, both fluffy and smutty.

If you aren't a fan of yaoi, please don't read this just to flame or take the piss out of it, as I did actually work rather hard on it, and don't appreciate being made fun of.

ANYWAY, enough from me, let me hear your thoughts.