Giroro slowly rose from his small futon that he had created in the corner of the room; the chair had been starting to make him feel a bit sore. He rubbed his eyes, clearing them of the crust before turning to see Natsumi sleeping peacefully. Her arm had fallen over the edge of her bed, hanging towards him. The tips of her fingers were gracefully caressing the carpet. Although he wanted to watch her, the quiet grumbling of his stomach convinced him to get up. He started towards the door but soon stumbled into the table and disturbed the items on top.

His immediate reflexes gripped his hands to the edges of the table, tilting it to balance the items before they fell off and disturbed the human girl gently snoozing a short distance away from where he stood. He was well trained but his fatigue caused a simple overlook and a single mug full of pens and other writing utensils fell to the floor, scattering its contents. The items clattered on the ground making an unusually loud sound for a carpeted floor.

Natsumi's eyes fluttered open in reaction to the sounds; she rubbed her eyes and was soon completely awake. She looked around the room and giggled when she saw Giroro struggling to keep everything in order.

"Did it refuse an order or were you offended by how it looked at you?" Natsumi sneered as she slid out of her bed.

"I just ran into it, i didn't do it on purpose. It wasn't that funny either, so stop laughing." Giroro scowled at her continuous laughter.

"Even though we were sitting there just last night? There is no way you forgot it was there." Natsumi sniggered through her teeth as she tried to hold in her laughter. Giroro grumbled under his breath, Natsumi craned her neck trying to hear what he was saying. She barely caught the end of what he said.

"... was trying not to wake you…. didn't look where I was going….. Stupid table, corner really hurt…" he continued to mumble on; he blushed and avoided eye contact with her when he realized she was looking at him very closely.

When Natsumi looked at him closely she could see that his skin was beginning to dry out, the surface was cracked and flakey. She figured that it must have been from remaining in the underground climate rather than what he had told her of the planet Keron.

"Hey" She began, drawing him out of his spew of mumbling. "You can use the bath first today. I don't mind, since it's been a while since you last got some moisture." she smiled at him as he stared at her in surprise to her keen understanding.

"R-right." he responded simply, "What will you do while I'm gone? There's not much to do here, the radio and television don't actually work." Natsumi pondered this for a few moments before speaking again.

"You'll be like what, twenty minutes tops?" she picked up a notepad and paper and began writing "Bring me these things before you take your bath and I'll keep busy while you're gone." she handed him the page after she ripped it from the notepad.

He looked it over and nodded his head before heading out to get the items she requested. He returned shortly after and handed them to her, she smiled and waved him away getting to work on her project. Giroro left the room as she requested, and headed towards the washroom.

When the bath was ready Giroro jumped in like a diver and swam around for awhile before settling into one spot comfortably. He let the water seep into his skin as his mind wandered. It wasn't that long ago that he had been put in charge of Natsumi, but it felt like so much had happened between them. He blushed deeply as he recalled seeing her naked in the bath or when he watched over her when she was using the toilet. He smiled thinking about her long pink hair and soft skin. Even though she was oddly attractive to him it was her smile and happiness that made his heart flutter. He couldn't explain why but making her happy made his chest feel light as if it was filled with something more magical than air. The mere thought of her crying would almost be enough to destroy him.

His eyes scrunched and his teeth clenched when he remembered that he actually did make her cry. In his attempt to destroy the warrior inside her he made her cry and made her bleed. He knew it was his job, his duty as a soldier of the Keronian race; but he felt disgusted with himself. He followed the protocol for dealing with and torturing a prisoner. After going over the facts, Giroro didn't feel reassured and the wave of hateful nausea did not subside. Never before had he hated himself so much for following orders.

Something had changed and he knew it. A part of him was different; he would never feel this way about anyone else. What made her so special that he would feel so much guilt? He tried rationalizing his recent actions of kindness with anything in his soldier training but it didn't add up. A small voice in his mind knew what happened but the rest of him denied it. There was no chance in hell that it could happen to a warrior like him. But the more Giroro thought about it, the more he started believing it. He'd fallen in love.

What would happen now? He was lost. No one taught him how to react to love. He knew he couldn't tell Natsumi. She might take advantage and escape. She definitely wouldn't return the feeling after what he did to her, although part of Giroro had hope. She was being awfully cheerful and calm around him. Giroro shook his head. Maybe the steam was getting to him.

He climbed out of the bath and began to pat his skin dry. At least dry enough to prevent dripping water everywhere. It was at this moment Giroro remembered that his new found feelings didn't just affect him. The higher ranking officers who assigned him the job would definitely have something to say for his failure. He was afraid to think of what they would do to Natsumi. They might dispose of her all because he couldn't tame or control her.

Giroro began to walk down the hall and towards the room. He had to warn her, but panicking would only stress her out. When he entered the room Natsumi was kneeling at the table, two cups were set out and she held a hot teapot in her hands gently protected by the pot holders he brought her. She smiled at him when he entered the room, dashing away the last few doubts he had with her brilliant rays.

"Perfect timing, I was just about to pour the tea. I made it like I often did back home." she said with a smile on her face. She patted the seat cushion next to her inviting him to come and sit down with her. As he took his place at the table next to her she poured tea into the mug for him and then into her own. He watched her as she picked up her mug, and took in the aroma of the tea before taking a sip. Out of curiosity Giroro mimicked her, he was intrigued by the scent of the tea. It was earthy yet clean, warm and comforting. When he took a sip the flavor felt strange on his tongue but the warmth and freshness of it cleared his mind of all his hesitation.

He set his mug down and looked at Natsumi, a serious look on his face.

"Hey, Natsumi." she looked at him in response, "I love you." his face was stern and serious, but not like a soldier, it was the sternness of a man who was dead set in love.

She lowered her mug slowly and looked at him, she remained silent for awhile just looking at him. After a few moments she smiled brightly, placing her hand on his. She stopped smiling to speak.

"It's strange considering all that has happened to me, that after all of it I could find myself in this position with my captor. However I've gotten to see you for who you really are, and I can't believe I've fallen in love with you too." She smiled again, this time causing him to blush deeply.

"It's because I love you that I need to speak to you about what's going to happen next." Giroro said with a heavy sadness in his voice. Natsumi remained quiet as he spoke.

"As you know, my assignment was to.. uh, tame you. We both know that nothing will ever make that possible. However, I am a highly skilled soldier and once this assignment is deemed as impossible I will be reassigned somewhere else. That only leaves the question of your fate undecided." a shadow fell over his face as he spoke.

Natsumi watched him and waited for him to continue, when he remained silent for too long she spoke to him, trying to prod more out of him.

"What are the possibilities? Is there any bright side to the whole situation?" she asked. He looked at her again and began to speak once more.

"Worst case scenario would be you are executed as a threat to the Keronian race. Or someone else less important will take over the duty of surveying your captivity. Beyond those two options I don't know what we're up against. It's entirely up to my commanding officers." Natsumi merely made a sound like 'oh' and went silent for a while.

"We can only await their decision, but I just want to be sure that you know; no matter what I will ALWAYS protect you. Even if it goes against everything I've ever known as a soldier I will never let anyone hurt you ever again." his stare burned into her mind, his determination almost feasible.

"So all we can do is wait then. We'll make it out of this, somehow." Natsumi's determined stare matched his own, reminding him of the ferocity he'd fallen in love with in the first place.

-To Be Continued…

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