Her is the next installment. it's longer than my average chapter length because i just couldn't decide where to stop and it definitely wasn't going to be in the middle of the action and emotional scenes. hope you like what i give ya. I'm gonna go try working on another story now. see ya later!

Natsumi floated in the air, a mere 20 yards from Giroro.

"I'm gonna watch him for a bit. If he doesn't start thrashing things I'll move-in." She spoke softly into the collar.

"Copy that. It'll give us a chance to observe him and sense his vitals through your suit." Pururu responded. It was agreed that it would be easier for Natsumi to have Pururu as support instead of Kururu.

"It can do that?" Natsumi took a quick look at her armor.

"Yup. The power of Keronian technology is sometimes quite astounding."

Giroro only held his head in his hands, and after ten minutes Natsumi began to float closer. When she got less than 5 yards from him, she realized that he had been crying.

"Giroro?"

He quickly looked at her, allowing Natsumi to see his tears before he leaped off of the tower and landed on the street, cracking the pavement.

"Shit! He's getting away!" Natsumi flew as fast as she could to catch up but he was just too fast. As she sped on, the voices of other people could be heard.

"What is that MONSTER?!"

"QUICK! Get the children inside!"

"It's HIDEOUS!"

"Maybe that girl in the weird suit will destroy him."

If Natsumi could hear them then Giroro definitely did, and his growing form proved it. His color was now deeper than blood, deeper than maroon. The etchings in his skin began glowing like lava and his horns curled more on the ends.

"GIRORO WAIT!" Natsumi screamed as loud as she could. Her cry halted the beast. He turned to her. She could see that his scar had blackened completely. When she finally caught up to him she could tell he had grown in height as well as ferocity. His burning eyes now watched her but no longer shed tears. "Tell me what happened. Please."

The girl landed on her feet and tried her hardest to stand strong and not fall, intimidated by the beast before her. Even the girl who had defeated multiple alien enemies and saved the earth more than a handful of times couldn't stop her hands and knees from shaking. A few stray hairs that hung in her face trembled with the rest of her.

"What's wrong?" it took Natsumi a moment to breathe and relax in the silence before she could hear Pururu's whisper coming through her collar.

"Natsumi, I need you to fly away slowly."

Natsumi didn't take her eyes off of Giroro, but quietly responded.

"Why? He won't hurt me. You said so yourself." And it was at this moment that she really looked into his eyes and saw that all sense of care and sadness had left. They only showed hunger and rage as the red and orange color boiled brighter.

"He isn't himself anymore; and when you called his name you targeted yourself as game." Giroro's ears twitched at the mention of a target and he released a roar at the human girl. "RUN! RUN NOW!"

Natsumi activated the jets as fast as she could but only rose three feet off of the ground before she felt a tight embrace around her waist. Citizens around them screamed and began to evacuate the area. The air was squeezed out of Natsumi's lungs and soon she was forced to face the monster again. Her amber eyes widened as he pulled her close and took a few sniffs. Natsumi was too scared to scream and only managed to whimper a few coherent words.

"Please. Don't hurt me." The beast looked at the girl in his hand and froze when he saw her tears. Shining silver flashed through his eyes before returning to the burning orange and red. He then cradled her to his chest and ran on his other three limbs. Natsumi was still fearful of her partner and what was to become of her now that he had caught her.

She kept her eyes shut during the ride and tried to tolerate his boiling hot skin almost singeing hers. When the heat was reducing and the air had stopped rushing past them, Natsumi looked around her. She could see the Nishizawa mansion in front of them. Giroro loosened his hold on the girl and let her stand on her own.

Without a moment's notice they were suddenly surrounded by Momoka's personal army, their guns pointed directly at Giroro. Immediately following their arrival Paul had appeared between Natsumi and Giroro. The red beast was unfazed until the butler had vanished with the girl and a barrage of bullets had begun to fly at him.

Each one bounced off and only managed to piss him off more. He bellowed his rage into the sky before rushing at the soldiers and pounding them; most ended up being thrown at each other and into a comma.

Natsumi and Paul reappeared by the entrance with Momoka and Tamama. From here she could see the attack. She knew that the soldiers would just end up severely injured or dead. None of their small weapons could stop Giroro; but the only time she could beg any of them to stop was when they brought out a stronger gun and fired into Giroro's shoulder.

"NO!" her scream shot through the sky, leaving everyone else in silence. She turned to the heiress. "Momoka you have to take your men and leave. PLEASE. I don't want anyone HURT."

"We can't let something as dangerous as that thing live and we are definitely not going to leave you here with it." The sweet, weaker Momoka held her hands over her chest, unaware of the previous events that brought this beast before them and who he really was.

"That "THING" is Giroro. He would never hurt me." Natsumi held a look of determination and strength in her eyes for a mere moment before turning to the said beast. He held a man who lay limp, looking straight back at her. His eyes had flashed silver once more.

"If that is Giroro, then you are the only one who can help him now." The young tadpole stated looking at his superior. The three pekoponians looked at him.

"How am I the only one?" Natsumi asked.

"I know exactly how he's feeling, except I'm too cute and don't care much for pride to become that level of homicidal maniac; but if I did I know that only Sergeant could help me. He's my best friend." Tamama paused understanding that it wasn't really the friendship but his love for the Sarge. He quickly turned to Natsumi. "You're Giroro's best friend, so you have to help him."

"I swear it's like everyone is just using that as an excuse to avoid getting near him." the pink haired girl crossed her arms over her chest and huffed softly. "But who can blame them? I am smart and awesome, and I have probably faced worse before. Now get everyone away from here. I'll take care of Giroro."

"Stay safe." Momoka nodded signaling Paul. The butler carried both heiress and tadpole away with the troops fallowing them, carrying the wounded and unconscious on their shoulders.

Natsumi turned to the ground when she saw many of the men who were nearly killed. The blood was too much, and knowing that her partner had caused it broke her heart. Once everyone had left, Natsumi clenched her fists at her sides and shifted her gaze to the red demon who hadn't moved once since her scream. At first glance she appeared angry but her eyes radiated her sadness and disappointment. It was her eyes that caused the beast to flinch. The girl began walking towards Giroro but stopped when she saw his bleeding shoulder. Her expression changed entirely to worry and she then quickly padded over to him.

"You're hurt." She looked closer at the gash inflicted by the earlier gun shot. Giroro pulled away only to receive a stern look from the girl. "Let me see it, Giroro."

He turned away and allowed the girl to look upon his opened flesh.

"We need to get you inside so I can clean it and patch it up. Fallow me." The girl grabbed his hand carefully and began walking to the mansion. Giroro grunted and refused to move. Natsumi looked back at him. "You may have changed but you're still as stubborn as ever. Now stop causing trouble and let me help you."

"You." The deep voice grumbled through Natsumi's ears. "You want help me?"

The girl could see the flashes of silver in his eyes again. She paused waiting to comprehend that he had, for the first time in his new form, spoken to her.

"Yes. I want to help you. I don't like seeing you hurt."

Giroro's eyes widened in surprise and this time he followed her to the mansion and waited patiently as she searched for the first aid kit. As she was bandaging his shoulder, Natsumi took the opportunity to try talking to him again.

"I was wondering; why did you bring me here? Why the mansion?" she tried speaking as softly as she could, keeping the mood calm.

"Princess deserve castle." He spoke with small pauses between his words and his voice gurgled slightly but Natsumi could still understand him.

"You think I'm a princess?" she said tying the ends of the cloth bandage together. "If you think that then you want the best for me right? So why did you run away?"

Giroro began breathing heavier and faster. Natsumi could feel the heat rising from his skin and quickly hugged him.

"I'm sorry Giroro. I didn't mean to upset you. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Even with her armor on her embrace was soft and it calmed the beast. The heat was reducing and the fiery etchings began lowering to a dull red and slowly shrinking. "Come one let's get something to eat."