"Tororo, open up! You can't stay in there forever!"

Pururu was knocking loudly on the young hacker's door, only pausing every so often to hear if she'd got a reaction out of the salmon tadpole. The most she'd gotten so far was an annoyed huff and the sound of something being thrown at the door.

"At least tell us why you're hiding in there?"

Nothing. Pururu gave up and made her way back to the rest of the platoon, who were sat in the living area of their ship.

"She won't come out. She won't say anything at all" Pururu explained as she sat in the nearest seat with an exasperated sigh.

"There's something wrong…" Zoruru huffed before standing from his chair.

"Calm, Zoruru" Garuru murmured from his spot next to him.

"Yeah, I haven't been to check on her yet," Taruru pouted from the side "I'm the only one who hasn't!"

Zoruru glared at the light blue frog across from him. Ever since joining the platoon, he'd always been suspicious of Taruru, and he didn't like him going anywhere near Tororo. The hacker was like a little sister to him, and he'd be damned if that bumbling idiot even thought of touching her.

"You have a point, I suppose you could try" Pururu said, shifting into a more comfortable seating position.

"Sweet!" Taruru grinned before getting up. Zoruru was about to protest but was silenced by a sharp look from his leader. The cyborg assassin huffed irritably before slowly taking his seat again, eyeing the first class private as he left the room.

Creeping sneakily up to the entrance to Tororo's room and make shift lab, he lightly rapped his fist on the metal door.

"Tororoooooo…!," He drawled in the most annoying way he could manage, "Open the door or I'll eat all your left over pizzaaaaaa…."

"If you even think of doing that, I'll eat YOU" came the muffled reply. Taruru did a double take, expecting the silence she gave everyone else.

"What's up with you today?"

Silence.

"Tororo?"

He removed his hand from the door when he felt movement on the other side. The door creaked open slightly and the disgruntled face of the smaller frog came into view.

"Just come in" She mumbled. Taruru was about to say something, but thought better of it and let her usher him inside. Taking a seat near her bed he looked at her expectantly. She stared him down for a second before sitting on her bed with a sigh.

"I feel a little sick, ok?" Tororo admitted. Taruru's brow furrowed in confusion

"What, are you on your period or something?" Taruru asked sceptically before being floored by a surprisingly heavy pillow.

"No, you idiot. I don't know what's up with me and that's precisely the reason I let you come into the room and not the others" She huffed, folding her arms. Seeing Taruru's dazed, yet still confused look, she sighed and rolled her eyes.

"I didn't want to tell Zoruru because he would freak out and make a big deal of it, I didn't want to tell Pururu because she'd stab me with her syringe and I didn't tell Garuru because… well… I'd feel awkward telling him" She explained.

"What makes ME easier to talk to?" Taruru asked

"You'll just take it like a sane… well, saner person and not smother me" Tororo pointed out.

"True," Taruru agreed, his face relaxing to a neutral expression. "So what's up exactly?"

Tororo stared at her hands with a frown.

"Everything aches and I'm finding it a little hard to breathe… like I've just run a marathon, which is stupid"

"Dead right, you've never run in your life!" Taruru chuckled before being punched lightly by the salmon tadpole.

"Shut up" she snapped, before getting back to her explanation, "It feels like some sort of muscle spasm. I might have strained myself too much over a machine I was building rather than walking around it."

"Don't be stupid. You don't HAVE muscles" Taruru chuckled, dodging another blow from the grumpy tadpole. Gritting her teeth, the smaller frog forced herself to calm down.

"I let you in because I thought you might want to help me" She grunted.

Taruru sighed and glanced at Tororo apologetically. The Salmon tadpole closed her eyes and breathed out slowly before turning to the blue frog completely.

"I need you to do something for me" She said, looking like she would regret what she was about to ask. Taruru tilted his head.

"My chest is very tight, and hurts much more than anywhere else… I want you to… f-feel if there IS a tightened muscle there…" She managed to mumble, lowering her head in embarrassment. Taruru's eyes widened and his cheeks went pink.

"Y-you want me t-to… I can't do that!" He squeaked, shuffling away from her ever so slightly.

"Look, I can't do it myself because I instinctively won't press hard enough for fear of hurting myself. Just do it, will you? Get it out of the way…" She lowered her arms so they weren't in the way of her white chest area. Taruru shook his head and backed up a little more, but relented when met with Tororo's dark glare. He shuffled closer to her, and tentatively held his right hand out towards her… before pulling away at the last second.

"I can't do it Tororo, it's too weird!"

Tororo sighed, before grabbing the younger frog's hand and forcefully placing it on her chest. Taruru's face exploded into colour, and he tried to splutter out his protests before being silenced by the tadpole before him.

"You're there now. Just do it" She hissed, and he nodded jerkily, not wanting to wind her up any more than he already had. Slowly and unsurely, he gently slid his hand along her soft flesh, feeling for any abnormalities, as she requested. His blush deepened when he felt an unusually taught part right in the centre of her chest. He quickly whipped his hand away and let out the breath he was holding.

"Y-yeah… It feels a little… harder t-than it should near the top," He muttered almost unintelligibly, licking his dry lips before continuing, "You also feel a bit over heated… m-maybe it's a flu or something…" He looked up shyly to see Tororo staring at him with a raised eye ridge.

"Pu pu pu! You are such a wuss" she said, although her own cheeks had gone a little pink, too.

"Sh-shut up, you pretty much molested me just then!" Taruru sputtered, realising that what he had said didn't really make much sense, but knowing what he meant.

"It was for medical reasons, fish face" She pointed out.

"T-then you should have asked Pururu to do it!"

"Like I said, she'd jab me with a needle or something"

Taruru opened his mouth, then closed it again, glaring at Tororo in thought.

"I'm gonna have to tell her anyway, you know. I can't help with whatever's up with you"

Tororo stared at Taruru for a second before averting her eyes in embarrassment.

"That's true…" She sat up again, stony faced. "Go and get her, then. I'm not going out there"

Taruru stood up and hastily made his way over to the door. He gave a quick nod without looking back at her and closed the door behind him. He stood at the other side of the door for a second before shuddering.

"Awkward…" Was all he could say before he pushed away from the door and went to meet back with the others in the living area.

"Ah, Taruru, you were gone for a while. Did you get her to come out?" Pururu asked, looking back down the hall where Taruru had come from as if expecting to see Tororo magically materialise and walk towards them.

"No. But she invited me in. She says she's feeling sick, and that she hurts all over"

"Then why didn't she let me in to see her?" Pururu asked, confusion written all over her features.

"She said she didn't want you to jab her with a syringe" Taruru replied, not realising how childish it sounded until just now. Was Tororo afraid of needles?

"Why would she only want to see you?" Zoruru asked, his visible eye narrowed in suspicion. Taruru did not want to have to repeat everything Tororo had told him, so he settled with a shrug.

Pururu got up and was about to leave, when she suddenly turned back to Taruru.

"Did she have any visible injuries, like bruises or something?" She asked, clearly wanting to know before she got there so she could give her the necessary medication.

"Not really… her chest was kinda hard, though…" Taruru trailed off when he realised what he said. Pururu looked bemused, and Garuru hadn't reacted, but Taruru could feel the death glare Zoruru was shooting at him from the side.

"How do you know something like that?" Zoruru growled, causing Taruru to slowly turn to face him.

"Did you touch her?"

"No! Well… not really… I mean, she-"

"I'm going to KILL YOU!" Zoruru roared as he lunged at Taruru, the younger frog squealing as he tried to outrun the enraged cyborg. Pururu opened her mouth to tell Zoruru to calm down, but before she could voice the first syllable, they were gone. She sighed.

"Zoruru needs to stop jumping to conclusions like that…" She said to herself, looking over at Garuru who was looking out of the door with mild interest.

"Hold still... Don't tense your muscles…" Pururu instructed as she gently injected a spasmolytic muscle relaxant into the area above Tororo's shoulder. The salmon tadpole kept an uninterested look on her face, but couldn't help wincing when the needle went in. When she was done, Pururu removed the needle and cleaned the area she injected before sticking some soft gauze over it.

"My muscles are already tensed, there's nothing I can do about that, old woman" Tororo spat condescendingly.

"Tororo!" Pururu frowned, before sitting next to the whiny tadpole.

"You seem cranky today. Is it… you know… that time of the month?"

"I'm NOT menstruating, okay? That's the second time I've been asked that today…" Tororo hissed, swiftly lowering her gaze to the shoulder which was injected.

"Hmm…" Pururu stood up and gathered her supplies.

"If you need to talk, you know I'm here"

"Yeah, yeah…" Tororo huffed before swivelling around on her office chair and wheeling over to the table she was currently using her laptop on. Pururu sighed and closed the door, only for it to be knocked on a few minutes later.

"What?" Tororo called, not bothering to even turn her head.

"It's me" Came the gruff voice of Zoruru as he entered the room, closing the door behind him. Tororo spun her chair round and slid off it, walking towards him.

"What's up, scraps?" She asked him as she sat down on her bed and patted the place next to her.

"Jus' came to see how you were…" Zoruru grunted before sitting next to her. Tororo looked up at him quizzically.

"That's not all though, is it?" She prompted.

Zoruru said nothing for a moment, before he turned to face her.

"Where did he touch you?" He growled.

"What…?" Tororo questioned before realisation hit her.

"Oh! Oh no, Taruru didn't feel me up or anything" Tororo reassured him. Zoruru seemed to relax slightly.

"Then what did he do?"

Tororo sighed.

"My chest felt tight and hurt much more than anywhere else, so I asked him to see if he could feel a taut muscle there or not. He didn't want to do it, I essentially forced him to"

Zoruru grumbled, obviously not happy with what had happened but accepted it wasn't Taruru's fault. He looked back up at the hacker when he heard her giggling.

"What?"

"Pu pu pu! Aw, you were worried about me, how sweet!"

"Shut up" He mumbled, playfully grazing her arm with his fist. Tororo chuckled some more before standing up and making her way over to her desk again.

"You go ahead and meditate or something, I have some work to do" She hummed as she sat down at the computer. Zoruru was about to complain but instead he roase from where he sat and made his way out of the room.

"Don't strain yourself, princess" Zoruru smirked

"I told you not to call me that" Tororo huffed.

"And I don't care" Zoruru called as he left to room.

"What a douche" Tororo chuckled to herself as she got back to her spread sheets. However, now that Zoruru had reminded her of the situation with Taruru earlier, she couldn't really concentrate properly. Why had he made such a big deal out of it? Sure, it was a kind of intimate area to lay his hand upon, but it's not like she asked him to touch her… lower regions. That thought alone made her blush madly.

"Stupid Taruru, blushing about stupid stuff" she mumbled to herself as she plugged in her MP3 and focussing on the music, finally being able to think about what she was supposed to be doing…

A/N

Oh my God hi.

I'm alive, biatches. Pleased to see me? XD

This was an idea I came up with about a week ago, and it wouldn't leave my mind so I typed it up without even a starting draft ooooh…

It's really weird and prolly sucks ass but I'm currently out of fucks to give so I'm posting it anyway.

So yeah I had to write about TaruToro because I had so much writing that oneshot a while back that I had to write some more. It's a dorky and awkward pairing, and I thought I'd increase the awkwardness by making Tororo a chick.

Should this be a chapter story? Give me your thoughts :3