She pulled him towards her and without warning, she pressed her lips against his. Giroro wasn't used to being in a full human form, so the sensations felt a bit different. His limbs were longer, and he was even a bit taller than Natsumi now, which would take some getting used to. Her lips felt just as he had imagined. Soft, warm, and a bit moist. His inner soldier called out to him. He shouldn't be doing this, not with the enemy. Not with someone from a planet he was trying to take over. He pulled back from the kiss and looked away from Natsumi. Natsumi could see him breaking out into a slight sweat, but that only seemed to amuse her. She grasped his hand tighter and smiled.

"But, Natsumi...We're enemies after all..." Giroro, not wanting to look her in the eye, desperately tried to create reasons as to why this shouldn't be unfolding as it was. He also didn't want to admit that Kururu may have been right: Natsumi was looking for something more.

"Giroro, if you were really my enemy, why would you protect me so often? If you're an enemy...well...I don't want to know what a friend is." She pushed him onto the bed as he was caught off guard by her words. "I'm glad you took up my offer, Giroro." She walked closer to the bed he was laying on." You really didn't have to go the extra mile and change yourself into a human though...but I must admit it's an added bonus." Giroro was quite shocked to hear these words coming out of Natsumi's mouth. It was as though a dozen of his dreams were all coming true at once. "Who would've thought human-Giroro would be so...handsome?" She laid herself down softly on top of Giroro and nuzzled her face up against his neck.

Her warm body rubbing against his made him completely forget about any invasion mission. At that moment, he only wanted this sensation to last as long as possible. He could hardly control his own hands as they slowly caressed her waist and slid under her shirt. He made his way to a small clasp, and with a flick of his fingers, her bra came loose. Natsumi was a bit surprised at the sudden looseness. "Giroro, are you sure this is the first time you've been with a human girl?" Natsumi asked playfully. He blushed hard at the question, but smirked at his ability to adapt to the new sensations that were happening all at once.

Natsumi kissed Giroro again, and pressed her bare chest hard against his. Giroro wasn't used to lips being so warm, as Keronians were mostly a cold blooded race. It was also unusual for him to feel his now-human blood rushing to his groin and face, without him having to think about it. Knowing now how Natsumi felt about him, Giroro felt like a heavy burden had been lifted. He could finally...relax with her.

He returned the kiss as best as he could, enjoying every inch of her lips. His hand moved over her breast, and he rubbed the nipple firmly with his thumb. He pushed the nipple as he rubbed it and a moan escaped from Natsumi's lips. He raised an eyebrow in amusement. Each time he pushed into her breast, he heard another moan. With each moan, he felt the pressure build in his groin.

He felt Natsumi's hand wander down towards his now hardened member. "You really are enjoying this..." She unzipped his fly and gripped firmly on his shaft. She put her lips next to his hear and asked tauntingly "Hm, Giroro, do you ever...polish this gun?" Natsumi asked as she began to pump Giroro.

"Ngh..." Giroro's eyes were rolling back into his head as he gave into the sensation that crawled through his whole body. "more than I should I suppose. Natsumi...don't stop..." His voice was commanding yet soft as he gave his could feel his body tensing up already. It was understandable, since this was his first time (possibly ever, she assumed) with a form he wasn't used to controlling. She began to slide her hand up and down quicker while she cupped the side of Giroro's head with her free hand. She watched his face; mouth open slightly, eyes shut tight. If she didn't know any better she would've thought the boy was in pain, but as he let out a moan, she felt his warmth dripping down her hand. All the tension suddenly relaxed in Giroro's body.

For a moment, she realized what she had just done, and who she had just done it with. She walked to her dresser without a word to wipe the wetness from her hand with a towel. It was all a thrill to say the least, but could there be reprocussions? She always felt safe when she was with Giroro. Even during times she thought for sure she was going to die, he would show up at the perfect time to save her. Her red knight. It was silly of her, she thought, to have not realized for so long how much he sacrificed when it came to her well-being. She turned around, only to find a sleeping Giroro. "Haha...poor thing." She walked over to him, brushed a lock of his golden hair off of his forehead and kissed his brow.

She laid down in bed with him, and pulled the covers up. A rye smile crossed her face as she looked at the sleeping young man in her bed. "Giroro...you owe me one ya know." She whispered, then closed her eyes.

"It almost looks normal, if you didn't know any better, kukuku..." The yellow scientist said with a mouth full of curry, as he looked upon the scene via a monitor in his lab.

Author's blah:

"Hm, Giroro, do you ever...polish this gun?" LOL I ALMOST COULDN'T WRITE THAT ONE XD For reals. I was giggling so hard. It's just what I always think when I see Giroro polishing his weapons really fast while thinking about Natsumi. There was one episode they made it SUPER apparent, unfortunately I don't have the episode number handy for you ;_;

Anyway, I've already started the next chapter. More Kururu meddling plus a Saburo cameo.

Let me know what you think thus far!