A.N. - Here's your crap. XD Hope you're happy I sobbed while writing this.

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Nya

"Damn this thing!" I exclaimed in frustration at the shoddy metal contraption before me. "Piece of junk..."

Just recently my samurai mech decided to go off and die on my and I couldn't find out what the source of the problem was.

Oh though did I mention the suit had probably a gazillion things wrong with it!? It just woke up in the middle of the night I suppose and went partying because it was completely trashed. Wired torn loose, parts falling off, and the engine wouldn't start for the life of me.

It would have helped me a little bit if all the good tools hadn't been pilfered by a certain someone I knew...

I crawled out from cockpit, moving to the stairs and calling up.

"Jay!?" I shouted. "Hey stop being a tool hog! I need those to fix my suit!"

No to long after I yelled he appeared at the top of the stairs, giant toolbox in hand, slowly stepping down to greet me at the bottom.

"Heh...sorry Nya. I was-"

I took it from him with a smirk. "Tinkering yeah, I know." I set the heavy box up on the bench and snapped it open, snagging a hefty automatic wrench and returning to my pile of mechanical shit.

"Oh wow." Jay said, gawking up at it. "What'd you do, Nya?"

"I didn't do anything!" I exclaimed, pouting as I fastened the loose and fallen parts back into place. "That's what has me so messed up. It just fell apart." I frowned at the frayed, spit wires. "Well...now that I look it kinda seems like an animal got in there but I don't see how it could completely obliterate my tech!"

He shrugged. "Hey I'm here though. I can help you out. I'm not due for any appointments for the next...three weeks."

I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Well pick your poison." I said, gesturing to the toolbox. "And get up here with me."

Rattling sounded as he filed through the box, quickly climbing up to sit beside me, wielding what appeared to be a lighter.

I grinned. "Nice. Plasma torch. Didn't see that one in there."

"Eh." He said. "That's because I hid it in the bottom." He squeezed the trigger of the device and striking the tip of it hard against the metal body so that it would ignite, setting to work on the cracks in the finish. "Call me a pyromaniac but it's my favorite tool to use."

I scoffed. "You nerd."

It'd been such a long time since Jay and I had actually worked together on something. I really missed spending time with him but ever since...the incident with that machine and being matched up with Cole he rarely even looked at me any more, not unless I acknowledged him first.

I was long over the whole stupid love triangle fiasco. I knew that Jay was the one that I was meant to be with, I didn't care what that dim-witted kiosk told me, he was the one...

I just wished he would talk to me more now that it was over.

I stopped working on my hunk of trash, turning to him. "Jay? We need to talk."

He flipped off the torch he carried, returning my state with uneasiness. "O-okay Nya." He said. "What about?"

I clicked my tongue, sighing shortly after. "You don't talk to me anymore." I began, pursing my lips slightly to try and think of how to say this. "You never ask me to go out or play games or even just hang and watch tv."

His sad expression mixed momentarily with confusion. "Well..." He shook his head. "I'm a simple guy I guess. Just a regular dorky junk yard baby." He chuckled weakly. "Used to be fact you could put something broken in front of me and I could spend hours and hours trying to fix it." He swallowed hard and then continued. "That was how I was before I met you. Tinkering was my passion, it was the only thing I was good at..." He rolled his eyes. "Ugh, I sound so unlike me right now."

"Whatever." I said, shaking my hands. "Keep going." I wanted to know where his rambles would lead.

"Well when you showed up...you became my passion, and technology became less and less of a need for me. I didn't have to...to distract myself anymore because I didn't feel so alone." One of his hands ran absentmindedly through his hair, he licking his lips before he spoke on. "I found someone who understood me. Who laughed at my jokes, someone who liked me even if I was kinda scrawny and annoying at times. And then...and then that...that damn robot told you that Cole would be better for you and I was crushed when I found out. You were torn between us and it seemed you were starting to like me less and less."

"Jay..."

"No. Let me finish." He said, not going to let me interrupt. "I started to think that maybe I wasn't good enough for you. I never found out your standing on our relationship, what your plans were...so I tried to keep my distance, so you could choose..." His breath shook as it escaped him, his deep blue eyes clearly misty. "And I still don't know...I just fear that...that I won't like it when I find out your choice."

My voice caught in my throat for a moment, and I had to struggle to get my next few words out.

"L-lets get down from here. We'll sit down somewhere more comfortable okay?"

He nodded, wiping his eyes. "Y-yeah."

So we slithered down from our precarious perches on my mech-suit's arms, tossing the tools back into the box and tossing it aside so we could sit on the bench.

"I...I never new you felt that way." I rejoined in a small voice, my head bowed.

"I didn't want you to know." He replied, voice cracking. "I-I mean I did argue with Cole for the longest time because I didn't think he had a right to take you from me, and I was being selfish." He inhaled and exhaled slowly. "I realized after a little while that...my own emotions didn't matter to me as long as your decision made you happy."

"Holy shit." Was all I could say.

He cupped his face in his hands, groaning in embarrassment? Anguish? Both? "I'm sorry, I know I'm a loser." He said with a pathetic, weak laugh.

I reached up and grabbed his wrists, pulling his hands down and away so I could look into his weeping eyes. "Yes you are a loser." I said with a smirk. "But you're the only loser I've ever met who would be willing to sacrifice their own heart to let me have what I want. So actually I guess that makes you...not a loser at all."

His eye squinted shut as I moved my hand to brush a tear from beneath it. "You are very sweet, Jay. I want you to know I've made my decision." I brought his face down close to mine, leaning up and taking a kiss. "And blue will always be my favorite color."

He stared down at me in disbelief for a few moments, his expression only gradually changing. Finally, after some time and silence, his lips curled up into a timid smile and he let out one of his signature nervous laughs, the ones he always used to get when I would talk to him.

I embraced him tightly, turning my lips to his ear so I could say one last thing. "And Kai still wants to kill you for it."

He hugged me back, shoulders shaking hard. I couldn't tell if he was laughing or crying but it was obvious when he pulled back that it was the latter.

"Still?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck. "I've been pining after you ever since he mentioned you. How long has that been."

I laughed a little myself. "Forever." I stated. "I feel about as old as Wu."

I sighed, putting a hand on his knee. "But he is my brother. He'd probably want to kill anyone who came close to his little sister." I grinned. "Want to make him kill you more?"

His eyes widened and he raised his hands. "I-I would rather not. I'm to young and pretty to die!"

"Hahaha! No no he won't really kill you." I shifted a little closer to him, squeezing his leg just barely. "I've just missed being close to you and well...I've wanted to try something for a while."

He hummed. "Well if you're sure it won't end in my death then yeah...I...I guess I could try it."

I stood, extending my hand down to him. "Then come on!" I ordered. "I think the others are gone, right?"

Jay nodded. "Yeah they left a few hours ago."

"Let's go!" I took one of his hands and dragged him after me, pulling him all the way to my room and slamming the door behind us.

"Nya what exactly is it that you wanted me to do?"

I stepped up to him now, untying the belt on his gi. "Oh don't act so innocent Jay..." Once his robes fell loose I stroked my hands over his bare chest. "You can't honestly tell me you haven't thought of this at least once..."

His face turned pink, deeply contrasting his naturally pale ginger skin. "M-more than once but..." He shrugged his shoulders, fists clenched tightly at his sides. "I didn't think it would happen."

I turned my back to him, pulling up my hair, which was a couple of inches longer than I'd normally kept it.

"Unzip me." I requested, wiggling my hips in just the right way.

"Alright..." His hands fumbled with the zipper on the back of my dress, but he made quick work of it, I now only covered by my matching lingerie.

His eyes scoped me up and down, cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red. "Y-you look nice, Nya~"

"Oh yeah?" I asked, pushing myself chest to chest with him and teasingly rubbing the front of his pants. "Well why don't you do something about it?"

He gasped at my touch, shying away for a second before realizing what I was doing. "I-I...I want to but..."

"But what~?"

He moaned very quietly, writhing as he stood. "B-but that feels nice..."

I took my hand from him, grabbing the lapels of his gi and spinning him around so I could throw him down on my bed.

"It only gets better." I teased, crawling up onto the mattress and straddling his hips. "If you'll just be a little more responsive..."

He only gazed up at me stupidly, looking completely lost.

I grabbed his wrists, putting his hands on my waist. "C'mon..." I cooed. "Do what you'd do in one of your fantasies..."

He sighed, nodding lazily to me. "O-okay..."

Softly he began to pet my thighs, trailing his hands up to my back and pulling me down on him. We were chest to chest when he started to kiss me, starting out slowly, only with time allowing it to progress further, become more intimate.

"Mmmmhnn..." I groaned against his lips, grinning a little.

He parted us slightly. "Was that okay?"

"Oh yeah, it was good~" I purred, quickly taking his mouth back against mine.

Our tongues wrestled with each other heatedly, he holding me down on him as he rocked his hips up into mine.

"Aahhnnn!" I cried, body growing hot as he pressed against the softness between my legs. He was already hard, and so the motions worked perfectly.

I sat up, bracing my hands on his chest and squirming a little to counteract his movements.

"N-Nya...~" He called, chest heaving. "Th-that's..."

I frustratedly tugged at his underwear, trying to slip my own off as well in the process.

"Hey, hey...!" He exclaimed, grabbing my wrists. "Slow down, I haven't done this before."

I laughed. "Heh...neither have I!"

I unmounted myself from him, pulling the rest of the fabric from my body. "Take em off." I demanded. "Lets see how fast you can go."

With a blush he took off his own underwear, covering his erection with his hands.

"Nya I'm freaking out a little..." He whined.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, rolling over on my back. "Don't be such a wimp~" I nudged him. "Come on, please?"

"O...okay..."

Soon our positions had switched, and he pushed down on me, moving my legs apart and steadily rocking his body against mine. As he moved he groaned, seeming so shy and embarrassed as he always had been around me, but it all seemed to change when with his thrusting he began to push himself inside me.

"Ohhh!" I cried, putting my hands on his shoulders and squeezing. "Okay! Yeah that hurts a little..."

"Sorry~" He responded, slowing himself down. "I'm not that good at this..."

"Hey. I didn't say slow down." I smiled painfully, laughing just a bit. "Keep going big guy~"

"Hnnnnnhh..." He squeezed his eyes shut, nuzzling his face against the side of mine as he returned to his previous pace.

He panted and groaned loudly, and actually he did move kinda fast. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, and well his noises were kinda sexy.

"Ah Jay..." I whispered, hooking my arms around his neck. "Oh god~"

He was not hurting me now, and despite his quick thrusting into me he was being very gentle.

"Nya..." He breathed back, kissing my throat weakly. "I'm trying~"

I ground my teeth together, trying not to scream. "Well try harder~~" I moaned. "Please Jay?"

"Nnnnnnngh..." He grunted, moving even faster. "Ahh..."

"Oh fuck Jay-!" I whined, trying to push up against his force. "Oh god please!?"

His curious lips trailed lovingly across the surface of my skin, his throat vibrating with his weak vocal protests.

His length pumped in and out of me with heated fervor and I started to pulsate with an intense wave of pleasure.

I was not new to this feeling, I mean if you say you don't masturbate then you're a liar, no doubt about it, it felt so much better when I was sharing the feeling with someone else, and I was so glad that it was Jay and not someone else...

Anyone other than Jay would have been a mistake.

"Ohh Nya!" He begged, back arching as he released into me. I came with him, riding the wave as he rode his own. God he may have been virgin but he sure knew how to fuck.

"SH-SHIT!" I wailed, tossing my head back and raising my chest up to meet his.

It didn't last very long, our sexual encounter, but it was perfect. So...so perfect.

He let his weight fall on me, cradling me in his arms. "S-so...so I wasn't bad...?"

I rubbed my fingers through his hair, grinning and biting my lip. "Oh no, it was good." I lightly pecked his lips. "And I think I'll still be able to walk~~"

He giggled in his way, it being contagious as always. "Well that's good." He hummed. "I didn't want to hurt you."

"You didn't..." I assured, petting the back of his neck and gazing into his eyes. "It was great~"

"Heheh...thanks..." He said with a blush. "Still kinda...in disbelief..." He smiled, hiding his face in my chest. "Does this make us purple?"

I scrunched up my face, holding my breath as I contained my urge to laugh.

"Get up, moron." I joked, smacking his back with my palms. "We still have a suit to fix."

He groaned in disappointment, raising himself up from me.

"Yes Nya." He said obediently, searching for his clothes.

"Toss me my dress will ya?" I asked, immediately getting it tossed in my face followed by an immature cackle.

"You fuck!" I cried, muffled through the fabric.

"Yeah." He agreed. "I do apparently."

And it was at this point I was going to give up trying to tame his humor.

"Ugh. Just shut up and help me get this back on." I laughed, slipping the dress on and turning my back to him.

He zipped me up and I stood with him, he taking my hand. "Now let's go fix your tech~"