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Theme: Guess what Kamina found while cave exploring... and how short Yoko's shower was?
Pairing: YokoxKamina
Rating: T
Inspiration: Liar Liar - The Used
Disclamer: Blah blah blah. You know the drill.
What was that noise?
Yoko could hear it coming through the walls of Gurren Lagann, a series of muffled yelps and moans that almost formed a rhythm. Like someone smashing a beastman into the wall, which was a disturbing(although justified) thought.
She went stomping off in search of the sound. It was coming from Kamina's control room. Yoko pushed the door open carefully. Kamina locked it sometimes, but it wasn't locked now. What it really needed instead was soundproofing.
Kamina was in his chair, writhing his way through air guitar as he sang along with something playing through the intercom. Yoko couldn't begin to identify the song; a cross between yodeling and throat congestion wasn't much to go on, and she doubted the original sounded much like that anyway.
"Kamina!" She shouted, but got no respone. "Kamina!" She whacked his leg.
"Huh?" Kamina paused the transmission.
"Stop," Yoko said firmly.
Kamina looked embarrassed for a moment- knowing he'd been caught playing air guitar, totally a first-place failure in cool. He coughed. "Stop what?" he said, with tone of careful casualness.
"God, Kamina, you really can't sing. Like, at all. So for the sake of everyone's ears, stop trying!"
Kamina frowned. "It wasn't that bad..." he started.
"No," Yoko commented. "It was worse. Simon could be calling the rest of the gang right now, to rescue the beastmen they think you're torturing."
"Hey, now! And who made you the music expert, anyway?"
"Cave choir," Yoko flatlined. "For years. We sang hymnalls all the time."
"So, maybe with some practice-"
"Absolutely not."
"Fine," Kamina huffed, sitting up and running his hands over his hair. "I'll try to remember."
"Do that." Yoko cast another threatening look at the intercom before turning to leave, rivelets of water dripping on the floor.
There was an aggrieved silence behind her for a second, and then Kamina spoke up:
"By the way," he said, "You probably should'a changed outta that towel before stomping in here."
