Hey guys. I promise I'll get to my other fics later, but I really wanted to write something for this new fandom I'm obsessed with. So here I am with this crack fic.

For some reason World Trigger is very unpopular (maybe because of the horrible animation of the anime?) in North America. I mean, there's thousands of doujinshis in Japan…

Disaclaimer: I don't own anything related to World Trigger. Nope.

Anyway, please enjoy!

"Kuga," Osamu opened the door to Yuuma's bedroom. Since they stayed late the night before, all of Tamakoma-2 decided to sleep in the bedrooms they were given at the Tamakoma Branch. "We're having breakfast early so we can discuss our strategy―"

Osamu froze. And stared. Yuuma turned around to watch, annoyed but amused, at the different shades Osamu's face went through. It took a 30 second pause before his face had finally decided on the colour of a ripe tomato.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Osamu toppled backwards, screaming, and somehow managing to close Yuuma's door at the same time. He sat there, stupefied, as his mind attempted once again to process just what he had just seen.

Footsteps came rushing from every direction. Jin was the first one who arrived, dragging Hus behind him. He looked at Osamu with concern, before his face twisted to settle on a very queer expression. Hus blinked his annoyance away as he settled onto mildly curious expression (because for once, Jin didn't look like a know-it-all).

Chika and Usami were the next to arrive. They both hurried to the still-stun Osamu with worry. Tamakoma-1 rushed onto the scene with Rindo, with Karasuma immediately kneeling beside his student. Although this might seem a bit like overkill, it wasn't everyday one of your Kouhai screams bloody murder. And after the invasion, with Osamu still not at 100%, it was safe to say that most of the Tamakoma Border Agents were very careful with their dear baby agents.

"What's wrong?" Chika asked worriedly. Osamu could only shake his head in stupor, still staring at Yuuma's door.

It was then that the other members finally realized the cause of Osamu's distress.

"Wait," Konami cried, "Didn't you come up here to get Yuuma? Did something happen to him?" The tsundere rushed to Yuuma's door, with all intentions of kicking it down.

Both Jin and Osamu stiffened. "No, don't―"

Too late. With Konami's strong kick, the poor door never stood a chance. It flew open, with everybody freezing as they got a look inside.

Yuuma Kuga sighed as she turned around, halfway from tugging her pink pajama shirt off. It seems as though nobody would let her get dressed in peace. Facing her audience, she blinked at the slack faces that were staring at her.

…Although, then again, seeing their shell-shocked faces were hilarious.

Well, at least she had bandaged her chest. Or else she would be crying 'pervert'.

O-M-A-K-E

Kido blinked slowly. "Kuga had a daughter?"

Kinuta smiled blissfully as he patted Yuuma's head. He directed a glare at the still-blushing Osamu. "You better take care of both the girls, ya hear me?!"

Shinoda stared at Rindo. Rindo shrugged. "Maybe Kuga-sempai raised Yuuma as his son instead of a daughter? With his personality and all…"

Both men gave Yuuma a look of pity. Yugo was never meant to co-exist with children! Especially not little girls!

Yuuma shrugged. Honestly, she just wanted her breakfast.

Ahahaha okay I'm done curbing my WT fangirling. Bye guys! Please leave a review on your way out. Thank you!