Disclaimer: I do not own Gurren Lagann, or anything associated with it whatsoever. Alas, and woe.
You Sexy Thang
"Bro, I really don't think this is a good idea." Simon's voice was filled with doubt and his eyes with worry as they darted this way and that, looking for signs of impending doom.
"Don't be such a sissy, Simon!" Kamina was sporting a wolfish grin beneath his rockin' sunglasses, sneaking forward along the hallway with total confidence and endless self-assurance while Simon tip-toed anxiously in his shadow.
"But Bro," Simon protested anxiously, "Yoko's our friend! We really shouldn't treat her like this…" Simon looked nervously over his shoulder, waiting for a barrage of vengeful rifle fire to turn their hides into Swiss cheese.
"Come on! Where's your manly intuition?" Kamina was peering intently around a box, spying carefully towards the kitchen. His grinned gleamed whitely. "Target acquired."
"This is a bad idea." Did he hear a gun being cocked?
Ever since Simon had had a sour stomach and stayed up all night, discovering Yoko had a habit of getting midnights snacks in her bathrobe, and only her bathrobe, and told Kamina, the self-proclaimed master of all things awesome had been determined to see it for himself.
"What's so bad about it? She's got great legs, a cute butt, and huge…" He cut off short as Ron sashayed out of the kitchen, his attention in their direction.
He stuttered.
"...tracks… of… land." He tossed his head and grabbed Simon in a headlock, one finger pointed dramatically towards the wild blue yonder. "We should be out there exploring it! Let's go, Simon!" He dashed towards the exit dragging a flailing Simon with him.
Ron blinked, pursing his lips in thought. "Well, isn't that interesting?"
*****O*****
"Operation Hot Bod, take two, is under way," Kamina grinned excitedly, almost giggling, while behind Simon bit his nails in nervousness.
"I've got a really bad feeling." Simon muttered.
"So you keep saying," Kamina scoffed impatiently. He whipped out a muscualr arm and pulled Simon to him conspiratorially. "This is the time of night when you saw her, right?" he asked through his cocky smirk.
"Yeah, but- hey!" Simon was cut off as Kamina yanked him mercilessly towards the kitchen.
Two heads peered around the corner into the dark kitchen, the only light coming from the open refrigerator door, which was blocking their view of the body was digging through it.
Kamina's grinned widened. A body, a gorgeous body, clad in noting but a bathrobe. Only one thin bathrobe, clinging to soft curves…
"Oh, sweet…" Kamina drawled as Simon also looked, unable to restrain his curiosity
"Thanks sexy." Ron stood up and looked at Kamina over the refrigerator door. "Want a snack?" He batted his eyelashes.
"YAHHHHH!"
The roar of panicked footfalls stampeding in horrified retreat were fading just as Yoko padded in through the opposite door, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She blinked in surprise.
"Hi, Ron. You aren't normally in here so late," she said with a smile.
"Oh, I just had to do a little something," he said nonchalantly as he held up a glass. "Hot tottie?"
AN: Before you ask, Ron is just being a good friend to Yoko. Serves Kamina right. Poor Simon.
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