Morning came and the sun shown brightly through Natsumi's window. Giroro was still asleep when Natsumi woke up. She carefully moved herself to get out of bed so she did not disturb him. He's just so cute when he's like this. Natsumi thought to herself. She quietly shuffled around her room trying to find her school uniform, it was put away, and clean. Who cleaned my room last nigh- It finally dawned on her that all the mess that was once on her floor had been cleaned up since last night. She looked over in Giroro's direction, puzzled. Did you clean my room, Giroro? She wouldn't think that him of all people would do something like that.
Giroro stirred, searching for the warmth that no longer surrounded his body. He opened his eyes slowly, seeing an empty spot where his beloved Natsumi used to be. "N-Natsumi...?" He said, disappointed that she was no longer laying next to him.
"well, good morning sleepy head." Natsumi cheerfully greeted him.
Giroro turned to the other side, still wrapped in the sheet and groggy from sleep, to see Natsumi's smiling face. Giroro blushed, he hadn't seen that smile in such a long time. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Good morning, Natsumi. I trust you slept well?"
"better than i have in a month. Did you sleep okay? I'm sorry if i didn't let you go in case you wanted to go back to your tent last night. You were pretty comfy." Natsumi giggled.
Giroro blushed harder hearing that. "N-no, It's fine. I slept good. You were..." Giroro paused looking at Natsumi's expectant face. "You ... You were warm. I didn't wake up at all." He managed to say, trying not to sound like a creep or give anything away.
Natsumi smiled in acceptance. He may be an alien frog, but at least he knows what to say, sometimes. She looked at the clock and realized that she'd be late for school if she didn't get moving soon. She'd have to skip the shower and breakfast all together if she was going to make it on time. "I have to get ready for school now." She said, picking up her uniform and looking at Giroro to turn away. He of course turned around and faced the wall while she changed into her uniform.
Giroro's heart pounded at the sound of her clothes sliding off her body and hitting the floor. He paid close attention to every sound, every piece. 1, 2, ...3? Three pieces of clothing hit the floor. Why 3? there should be only 2 articles of sleeping attire on her body. A top, which has long sleeves and buttons down the front, and bottoms, which are draw stringed. Giroro thought hard for a moment before it finally dawned on him. He hadn't heard her put any piece of the uniform on yet. His head exploded with hot steam as his mind wandered to other places. N-N-Natsumi's n-naked! She's completely n-... He wanted to turn around and look upon her naked form, but he held fast to his position and respected her wishes to stare at the wall while she dressed. It wasn't long after when he heard the shifting of her uniform fabric sliding onto her body and he cooled down.
"I'm off to school now, Giroro." Natsumi hummed in Giroro's ear, almost lovingly.
Giroro jumped and turned around, hot in the face. Is she TRYING to mess with me? He remarked her tone of voice just now and how much it teased him. "Right... Shall I walk you out then?"
"No that's alright I'm just gonna run. Besides, you look like you could use some more sleep anyway." She darted for the door and opened it up. "Oh, and thank you, by the way, for cleaning my room last night." She winked at him before dashing off so she wasn't late.
Oh, it wasn't sleep that Giroro wanted at that moment. He sighed and did his best to clear his head of all the dirty thoughts that plagued his mind. He threw off the blanket and hopped to the floor. "Oh, Natsumi, the thing's I'd do to you if I were human. You're a damn tease even if you don't mean it." Giroro fumed as he picked up the clothes Natsumi threw on the floor. He realized that she was running late, but the least she could do was toss them in the hamper to get clean.
"That can be arranged, Senpai." A familiar voice rang in his ear. Giroro turned to see Kururu standing in the doorway, his usual devious grin and laughter that followed. "I can see that you are having a little... problem?" Kururu mused.
"What makes you think i have a problem, Kururu? Mind your own damn business!" Giroro barked as he shoved past him, carrying the bundle of laundry to wash.
"Kuuu ku ku! I can smell those pharamones from my laboratory. It would seem to me that there really is a problem, Corporal." He grinned devilishly, following Giroro downstairs. "So you slept in her bed last night, is that right?"
"Yeah, but that's all!" Giroro blushed "Sh-she asked me to." He thought back to that night and how much she begged him to stay, as if she thought something was after her. Something WAS after her, but more like someone. "That bastard. The next time he shows his face around here... I'll kill him." Giroro tossed the laundry into the basket in the laundry room and went out the back door, hopped on his skimmer, and flew off to watch Natsumi at school. If anything happens to her, I'll be there to stop it. If he thinks he's going to pull this again, he's got another thing coming.
Kururu stood there for a moment, studying what he had just witnessed. "Ku ku ku. Something is happening here." He scratched his head. "I think he may be getting into something he won't be abe to get out of." He said, heading back down to his lab. "It seems I've some science to do after all, Ku, ku ku ku."
Giroro flew by on his skimmer, deep in his thoughts. Thoughts of The past few nights, images in his head of the video he watched, the sound of Natsumi's crying as she was being... "No." He shook his head. "I won't let that happen to her again." He twisted the emblem on his forhead, turning on his barrier, and headed down toward Natsumi's school, completely undetectable and invisible in his surroundings. He parked his skimmer in the bushes, and ran into the school to find Natsumi.
It was already second period and Natsumi was sitting in class, doing nothing but doodling in her notebook. She wasn't really paying any attention to the task at hand, or even the teacher for that matter, she was too busy staring out the window and scratching on her notepad. Sighing heavily, she looked back at what she was drawing and slunk deeper into her seat. My mind must really be stuck on this one. She thought to herself, staring at the little pictures of a certain red frog back home. She sighed again and put her pencil down and laying her head on her desk.
"Natsumi? Is there something wrong?" Koyuki asked, bending down in front of Natsumi in a desperate attempt to see her face.
Natsumi was startled by Koyuki and jumped, desperately trying to gather up her things to hide her notebook. "Koyuki! Yeah, I'm fine, just a little tired i suppose." She stuffed her things into her bag and looked directly over to the clock. "It's almost third period, but i feel like it's already the end of the day. I'm so tired." She yawned. "By the way, Koyuki, have you seen Saburo around today?" She asked, making sure that she would be nowhere around him that day.
"Nope, can't say i have. Why do you ask, Natsumi?"
"No reason... I guess it's just nothing." The bell rang to let the students know it was the end of class. "I gotta go, thanks Koyuki." Natsumi left with the rest of the students.
Koyuki was the only one who stayed behind because her next class was in that room, so she didn't see any point in leaving. "Hm? What's this?" She noticed a notebook was dropped onto the floor. "Oh! This is Natsumi's!" She almost ran out to give it to her, but her curiosity got the best of her. She flipped open the pages to find what Natsumi was absentmindedly doodling through class. Her eyes opened wide as she glanced over the scribbles. It was Giroro. She was drawing Giroro all over that page. She drew his different expressions. At the top of the page read; "The faces of Giroro". Koyuki giggled looking at all the silly faces that Natsumi drew. "I will have to give this back to her after school." Koyuki smiled and sat at her desk to wait for class to start.
The day went by fairly quickly after 2nd period. Natsumi found little things to keep her mind off Saburo and Giroro, and while she worked it made her feel a little better. it was now 5th period and the day was winding down. Natsumi was relieved to find no complications this day. Though, she still found that odd that it was quiet all day. Almost too quiet, especially for Natsumi's liking. I wonder... What's Giroro doing right now? She thought, looking absentmindedly out the window. He's probably staked outside my classroom right now making sure nothing bad happens. She giggled to her self and sighed. Then she thought about it, she thought about how he's always there even when she doesn't want him to be. Always protecting her and always saving her when things go horribly wrong. He's not like those other frogs at all. He's the only one that actually...Cares...About... She suddenly stood up and raced to the door. "I have to go to the bathroom. Be right back." She didn't even give the teacher time to respond before she exited the room and shut the door behind her. With a sigh, she stood to the side and slinked down to the floor against the wall. She took a deep breath and let it out all at once and said, "I know you're there, Giroro."
She sat there in silence for about a minute before a hidden voice finally said, "Thought you had to go to the bathroom?" Giroro said in his usual gruff tone as he walked around the corner to reveal himself to Natsumi.
"Nah, I just wanted to get out of class for a moment to recollect myself." She smiled up at him sweetly. "I've had alot on my mind lately."
Giroro walked up to Natsumi and took a seat next to her on the ground. "You know I won't let it happen again..." He started, looking off to the side. "I won't let some scumbag treat you like that and live. The next time I see that idiot I'm feeding him a fist full of cherry bombs!"
Natsumi giggled at Giroro's rantings. "Giroro, you don't have to do that." Giroro stopped and looked up at her. "But, thank you, Giroro. Thank you for always being there to protect me." She leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Giroro's cheek.
Na-Natsumi...Kissed me? Giroro's face lit up like a Christmas tree at that point. He shook his head and quickly composed himself. "I erm... ahem... It's nothing. Just doing my duty." Trying to sound like a soldier doing his job, he bit out the words and turned around, blushing fiercely.
Natsumi stood up and brushed herself off. "Hey, since I'm out here, would you like to escort me to the ladies room?" She didn't exactly want to lie to her teacher about why she left so she decided to keep her word and make the trip worth it. Giroro looked up at her and nodded. He walked along side his beloved in silence, simply enjoying her company. When they reached their destination Natsumi instructed that he wait outside until she was finished and then go back to class. When she went inside he stood there and leaned against the door frame.
I can't believe she actually kissed me. Giroro brought his hand up to the spot where her lips touched his cheek. This is the luckiest day of my life. He stood there dazed, thinking back on how her beautiful soft lips just pressed so sweetly on his cheek. He started to imagine how those lips would feel against his... Damn! I can't be thinking such things right now. I've got to keep watch for anything suspicious. he straightened himself up just as he heard a loud scream coming from the bathroom. "Natsumi!"
Natsumi stood in front of the sink and gazed into the mirror at herself. Come on, get it together. she took a handful of cold water and splashed it on her face. she took a towel and rubbed it dry then she sighed and took another glance into the mirror. Her blood instantly went cold. "Saburo." She whispered. There, leaning against a stall, was a very proud and triumphant looking Saburo, waiting for her.
"Ah, Natsumi-chan. It certainly has been a while." He said in his usual charming voice.
"Wh-wh-what are you d-doing here?" She stared at him back through the mirror, afraid to turn around. "G-Get out."
Saburo gave a sly smile and stepped closer to Natsumi. "I'm afraid that we have unfinished business, Natsumi. If you remember, i was so close to taking you before we were interrupted." he chuckled darkly as he took a lock of Natsumi's hair and let it slip through his fingers. "Beautiful Natsumi, you have always been such a damn tease." He cooed in her ear as he snaked an arm around her slim waist.
"What are you talking about? I am not a-" She tried to protest, but a breath hitched in her throat as she felt Saburo grasp tightly around her middle and clenched her shirt. She wanted to run. She wanted to kick the living snot outta him, but she was frozen, she couldn't move.
"Now," Saburo began, pulling tighter on her shirt. "You will be a good girl now, and let me have my way with your sweet body." He grinned madly as he tore her shirt from her body as if it were made of paper. He tossed the remains on the floor and went for her skirt next. Taking a switchblade from his pocket, he made quick work of her uniform skirt and that too, was tossed to the floor. There he held her, in nothing but her underwear, with her hands tightly grasped behind her back.
Natsumi couldn't believe this was happening. This has to be a terrible dream. She thought, trying to struggle. Giroro, anybody, help me... She continued to struggle, but was quickly brought down by the boy's iron grip on her wrists. He squeezed and twisted them till she was on her knees in pain. She screamed.
Just then, Giroro came running in to where he heard her scream and stopped dead in his tracks as soon as his eyes met the scene before him. His blood ran cold. There, in front of him, was his Natsumi half naked on her knees in front of Saburo. He held her by her wrists in one hand, and with the other, her cute little pink pigtails. She looked up at him, her pitiful eyes filled with tears, her face was beat red from the embarrassment of being stripped from all her clothes. She looked back down and uttered a broken; "Don't look at me..." Giroro's heart broke. He took his eyes from his beautiful Natsumi and locked them on Saburo. His gaze hardened as he stared daggers at the boy who was torturing his Natsumi.
"Let her go!" Giroro roared, taking out his guns and aiming for Saburo's head.
"Ah, ah, ah." Chanted Saburo, moving one finger from side to side from behind Natsumi's pigtails. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Unless you would like to shoot her first?" He yanked up on Natsumi's wrists, bringing her back to her feet. She gave a small whimper from the pain and a fresh batch of tears came streaming down her face. Giroro dropped his guns at his side and stared up at his beloved with sadness and a twist in his gut. "Mmmmm, she is so sweet, don't you think? Especially when she makes little noises like that." Saburo buried his nose in her neck and in haled her scent. "I am going to enjoy every bit of this, and there's nothing you can do to stop me." He laughed as he took out his knife and put it behind Natsumi's back.
"Stop! What are you doing?" Giroro yelled out, watching where the knife went. "Let Natsumi go! She doesn't deserve any of this!" Another slice of fabric was heard and Natsumi's eyes widened. She watched in horror as her lacy bra fell in shreds to the floor. Giroro was met with the site of Natsumi's bare breasts. His face lit up and burned hot. "S-stop it..." He said again.
"Or what, little frog?" Saburo taunted. "Heh, it seems to me that you are enjoying this little show I'm giving you." He teased, grabbing on of her big breasts in his hand and squeezing it. Natsumi let out another whimper. Giroro's blood was boiling. He couldn't stand to see her being molested by this buffoon any longer. He needed to think of something and fast. He looked around the room for anything that could aid him in this battle. Then it hit him. He looked up at Saburo's hat and saw Kururu's swirling emblem on it. That's it! He thought, smiling inwardly. He raised one of his guns and aimed for Saburo's head. "Oi! I thought I told you that you shouldn't do that. Do you want to kill your precious Natsumi?" Said Saburo, raising Natsumi a little higher.
Natsumi's eyes widened at that comment. His Natsumi? She questioned herself. Giroro's Natsumi... You are going to die, Saburo! I don't belong to any of those stupid frogs! Her eyes hardened as she thought that. She then looked at Giroro who had his gun aimed for Saburo's head. He's planned something. She saw Giroro nodding slightly at her and she knew immediately what to do. She knew she would regret her actions in a minute but it was worth it if Giroro had a plan. She trusted him to get her out of this situation before it got too out of hand. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before she twisted her arms and dropped quickly to the floor. Before Saburo had any time to react, he was met with a gunshot to the head, sending him flying to the ground. Natsumi scurried over to Giroro who had already pulled one of his spare wool blankets from subspace and wrapped it around Natsumi to cover her up.
"Let's hurry out of here!" Giroro grabbed Natsumi's hand and ran out of the bathroom. Before they ran out into the hall he reached up and twisted the emblem on his hat and turned the both of them invisible to all others around them. "Don't let go of my hand or the barrier will not work on you." He told her, leading her down the halls full of people, being mindful not to touch any of them as they passed. Natsumi didn't say a word the whole walk through the school. When they finally made it safely outside and to the bushes where Giroro hid his skimmer, he momentarily let down his barrier so they may climb on and take to the sky with a new barrier surrounding them as they flew.
Natsumi sat behind Giroro on the skimmer as they flew. She was holding her arms tightly around his waist, making sure she would not fall. Giroro, although he was not happy about the events that just transpired, was absolutely overjoyed that Natsumi was holding onto him in such a way. It made his heart sing and his belly was doing flips. He looked down at her arms around him and smiled. He took one hand off the craft and placed it gently on her right hand. He felt her head lift from his back and he sighed. "I'm sorry that had to happen again... I should have been there sooner..." He said, gripping her hand tighter. He heard Natsumi sigh and he felt her head lean back onto him.
"It's okay, Giroro." She whispered, hugging onto him tighter. "Thank you though, for being there to save me." She ended, nuzzling into Giroro's back. She felt him tensing up and stopped. What's the matter with you? Bringing up a hand that rested on his waist, she trailed a finger around his middle, just ghosting over his skin, and pressed it in the middle of his back. He shuddered. You like that huh?
Giroro felt Natsumi nuzzling into his back and he tensed. W-What are you...? Natsumi... Giroro blushed at her little gesture. suddenly he felt her hand shifting from its resting place at his waist and he watched her trace a finger lightly over his skin around to his back. He held his breath and his whole body shook at her touch. When her finger landed in the middle of his back, he released his breath in a slow shuddering exhale. Natsumi... You're going to drive me crazy if you keep that up. "N-Natsumi." He choked out.
"Hmm?" She lazily asked.
"I-if you don't stop that, I'm going to crash..." His deep voice rumbled through his chest and Natsumi felt it in his back as her head still layed against it. She leaned in further to feel it better. For some reason, his voice sounded so good to her right now. The way he said those words, it sounded enticing.
"What do you mean, Giroro? This?" She asked teasingly as her finger started to draw little circles around his back, earning her goosebumps and another shiver from Giroro. She smiled and layed her whole hand over his back and slid it under his belt. She was rewarded with a pleasant rumbling groan from Giroro. You do like that... Don't you? Giroro... She looked up to him gazing back at her with a look in his eyes. A look that said 'please don't stop', but what he said told her otherwise.
"Natsumi..." His voice was raspy and forced. "Th-That is very...ahem... Distracting." He managed to say, while turning his gaze back to the sky. Why? Why are you teasing me so much? It's getting very hard to keep my composure. But your touches... I want more. Oh how I would love you to touch me like that even more. "We're almost there." He said, holding onto her other hand that was still around his waist. He gave it a gentle squeeze as they started to descend.
"Giroro," She started, but before she could continue, they had reached her balcony and the skimmer came to a complete stop at the ledge. Well, this is my stop. She stepped off, still wrapped in Giroro's blanket, and walked over to her window. She stood there for a second, then turned around to find that Giroro was still there, floating on his skimmer, Staring at her. She couldn't help but blush under his gaze. "I-...If I upset you, then I'm so-"
"No." Giroro interrupted. "You didn't upset me, Natsumi." How can you upset me with touches like that? His face turned pink, but he continued to hold his gaze on Natsumi. Even in nothing but an old wool blanket, you are the most beautiful creature in all the universe. He gazed longingly into her eyes as she stood there, the warm gentle breeze tangling in her pigtails, and sweeping her vibrant pink hair over her face. The blanket that only now rested lightly on her shoulders, bellowed in the wind, revealing a little more of what it hid underneath its scratchy fabric. Giroro was absolutely awestruck, entranced by her unwavering beauty. He didn't notice that Natsumi had walked right up to him.
Natsumi looked at Giroro for a moment, thankful that she hadn't upset him by touching him like that. In fact, he really seemed to like it alot. That look he gave me, he didn't want me to stop...Giroro, you want that, don't you? Just then, she came to a realization; You want me to touch you like that. All that time, you wanted me. You protected me, kept me safe, watched over me, and so many times you have saved my life. You are nothing like those frogs, are you? She stepped closer to him until she was a couple inches from his face. They met eye to eye while he stood on his skimmer, and for a moment, she almost forgot he was short. Just for a moment, she forgot he was an alien invader. He was simply, Giroro. Her Giroro. "Giroro."
He gazed into her eyes as she stood there, inches from his face. He wanted to reach out to her, to touch her beautiful face, hold it in his hands and caress her cheeks. "Natsumi." He replied to her, holding his gaze to her eyes.
"Do you," She paused, momentarily looking down. What if he rejects me? What if he doesn't feel that way at all? oh, this is a stupid idea! Me, in love with an alien? Me, in love with... She looked back up at him, and took a deep breath. Giroro's eyes were fixed on her. ...Giroro. "Do you... Do you love me?" She asked, full of confidence. She knew that Giroro wouldn't lie to her. Those eyes wouldn't lie.
Giroro's breath hitched in his throat. Natsumi, did you just ask me if i love you? Without notice, Giroro's hand found its way to Natsumi's face, cradling it gently. He leaned his forehead on hers and stared deep into her eyes. "More than you will ever know, Natsumi." Was all he said. It was all he had to say. He had finally done it, he finally told Natsumi how he felt. She was the only one he'd ever loved so completely, that it physically hurt to not have her. He looked at her, she was shocked. But he could tell that she accepted it. But, what of her feelings? Did she feel the same? He searched her eyes for any answer.
"Giroro, I'm so glad." She gave him a warm smile, radiant as the summer sun. Giroro's heart melted. "I think I love you too." She closed the space between their faces and their lips met. Giroro was taken completely by surprise, but quickly regained his composure and kissed her back. His kiss was hard, passionate, and dominating. He left no part of her mouth untouched as he swept his tongue inside and tasted her, battling her tongue for dominance. Natsumi couldn't believe how good this felt. She never imagined that she would be making out with one of those alien frogs... in fact, she knew she wouldn't, but something about Giroro just made it seem ok. With Giroro, it felt right.
They broke from their heated kiss for air. Natsumi's face was flushed, and she breathed heavily trying to recover from that breathtaking kiss. She looked into Giroro's eyes. He looked at her with as much passion as she did he. Giroro couldn't believe it. He felt like the luckiest alien in the universe. "Natsumi..." He began, cupping her face in both his hands, stroking it lovingly.
"How long, Giroro?" She asked, holding her hand over his on her face. "How long have you loved me?"
"Since the first day I met you. You have been the only one to single-handedly defeat me like you did that day. You are the strongest warrior I have ever known, and the most beautiful creature in all the universe. None compare to you, Natsumi." He told her, and every bit of it true. It was all Natsumi needed to hear to be convinced. She stepped back a few feet, not taking her eyes off of him and put her hand behind her back to open her window. When she stepped inside she smiled at him and said;
"Wait for me tonight at your tent." She turned around so her back was facing him. Looking over her shoulder, she gave him a heavy lidded look and dropped the blanket from her shoulders and let it pool around her feet on the floor, revealing all of her bare back to him. The expression on Giroro's face was priceless. "And have a couple of sweet potatoes on the fire." She said, then grabbed her bath robe and walked out her door to go bathe.
Giroro stood there absolutely stunned. He couldn't believe what he just witnessed. Oh, you damn tease! He huffed as he watched her close her door behind her when she left to bathe. But then he grinned. He had finally won. He won her heart and gained her affection, and he could only grin wider with the knowledge of what was to come tonight. With that thought, he flew down to his tent to make preparations for tonight.