Giroro pressed the release button on his handy little device, making Natsumi's restraints to disappear. He turned his back on her and spoke aloud, as he did she removed the ball-gag from her mouth and stared at his back in disbelief.
"Go wash yourself and report back to your cell, we're done here. It's obvious that there's no breaking you." Natsumi rubbed her wrists trying to relieve some of the ache she felt in them. She was so concentrated on her task that she almost didn't see Giroro walk out. After sitting alone for a few moments she decided to do as Giroro said and headed for the washroom and bath.
Down the hall Giroro could hear the sound of the door opening as Natsumi exited the room and the again as she entered the washroom. He stood leaning against the wall his arms crossed tightly against his chest. Thinking quietly to himself he pulled out his communicator and called for someone's attention.
"This is Corporal Giroro here, I need someone to download all files and information pertaining to Dangerous Pekoponian Prisoner X814 to my personal module." Giroro requested. He knew they would oblige his request considering how he was her personal guard and should learn everything he can about his unwilling companion. A few moments later his viewing module beeped, he pulled it out of the case on his belt. It was a small cylindrical object, when he pressed the button on top a hologram screen spread along the length of the cylinder.
The only information they had been able to send were Pekoponian medical documents, which looked like gibberish to him, all the images and data from the Pekoponian 'internet', and the videos from the day of the invasion onward. He observed every detail he could; he had seen the videos before when he first took charge of her but felt he should review them once again.
"Dangerous Pekoponian Prisoner X814… Hinata, Natsumi." Giroro read aloud. He felt his tongue become warmer as he spoke her name, it was a beautiful string of sounds. He wondered why he had never bothered to read, or say her name before. He shook his head vigorously, as if the force from his sudden movements would send flying the thoughts in his head.
Stop thinking like that! You are a soldier and she is nothing more than a lowly Pekoponian prisoner! He yelled internally at himself.
He turned to head back towards the cell, but then he stopped. Coming to a complete halt he caught himself thinking again.
She is a prisoner in name, and physical body only. Her heart and mind are untameable. Shivers went up and down his spine as he came to a sudden realization. He would wait for the right moment to tell Natsumi of what is to come. As he walked down the hall he continued to curse himself, her life would be in danger because he was a failure. Turning on his heels he sped back down the hall towards Natsumi's location, he couldn't wait to tell her, she absolutely had to know.
Giroro turned the corner and quickly forced the door open sliding it with his full strength it opened with a slam.
"Natsumi there's something I-" he didn't get to finish his sentence because his face was quickly greeted with a wash pan colliding with his Keronian skull. He fell backwards and landed with a thud. Dazed and confused he tried to comprehend what had just occurred, images flashed in his pounding head, the door before he opened it, as he opened it, the pan flying towards his face, and the ceiling as he landed, however there was one other image that made blood begin to flow freely from his nose. Natsumi naked in the bath, her skin shining from the soap and water as she washed herself. Despite their actions not that long ago neither of them could help but feel embarrassed when he saw her naked body.
Natsumi stood with one arm covering her chest, whilst she stood bent at an angle with her thighs together, legs apart in a defensive position that she had taken when she threw the pan. Her face burned red hot as she hollard at the little red frog.
"You perverted space frog! Don't you know how to knock?!" she quickly shut her eyes and jumped into the large pool of water to conceal herself holding her breath she faced him only allowing upwards from part of her nose to be visible as she glared at him making angry bubbles under the surface of the water.
Giroro slowly sat up and froze when he saw her looking at him from the water. Nothing in all he had known could have ever made him think what happened next would be possible. This one girl who no matter what would never stop fighting, with strength of body and will like he had seen in no other before, cracked his emotional shielding. He could hold back no longer he started, to laugh. It was a strange sound he hadn't really heard before that sounded foreign to his own ears. Natsumi poked her head a little further out of the water, confused by the strange string of sounds.
Giroro stood up and left the room apologizing through is continuous laughter for his actions as he walked away, the door closing behind him. Natsumi continued to stare well after he had left and tried to comprehend the sudden and odd behaviour in the hardened soldier's demeanor. As she lay in the water she began to think to herself, she thought about how he seemed ashamed when he tortured her, but his skill showed he was an expert of which had done the practice many a time before. She tried to understand why he seemed to see her so differently, and how he almost didn't even notice that he was doing so.
She wondered if maybe he felt connected to her; a sympathy even. Probably because she was a fighter much like him. So she couldn't help but feel that maybe he felt as though they were similar. They both had a warrior's heart beating fiercely inside of them, commanding them to never give up, to never give in and to keep fighting no matter what the odds were. She smiled to herself, yeah that was definitely her. She remembered back to the little Keronian frog, how he seemed to act tough through all faces of adversity. His harsh exterior probably coming from years of battle knowledge.
They were two warriors fighting on opposite sides; one for freedom, the other for control. Natsumi thought about what it might have been like if they had found themselves fighting together on the same side. She shook the thought from her mind and swam under the water, washing her inquisitions away.
Meanwhile Giroro walked down the hall towards Natsumi's cell continuing to laugh away, his original purpose completely forgotten for the time being.
-To Be Continued…