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GiroxDoro chapter 3

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GiroxDoro
Fanfic chapter 3

It was early morning and the birds had already begun their serenade. Warm sunlight streamed in through the rice paper walls, making the little shack very comfortable. Dororo groggily opened his eyes, wanting nothing more than to curl up and sleep some more. But he was already awake, and already having his full eight hours, that was nearly impossible. Koyuki had already left for school, he observed, and she wouldn’t be back for a little while. He got up onto his feet and gave a quick stretch, fully awake now. Wiping a sliver of drool from his mouth, he noticed that his mask wasn’t on. Oh, I didn’t put it back on after finishing that tea? That piece of cloth was almost always on his face, and only a lucky few had seen him without it. He hastily picked it up from its spot on the ground and tied it around his head, giving the not a few hard pulls to make sure it would stay in place. Suddenly, the image of Giroro popped into his head, and Dororo remembered his promise. Maybe I should go see him now.. Dororo thought, a bit unsure. The corporal would probably think it strange that he would just show up so randomly. Maybe he shouldn’t. Ugh..what am I doing? Why do I contradict my own thoughts? He brought his hands up to his head, trying to steady himself. Shaking his head vigorously, he finally decided to visit Giroro after all. Making his way for the entrance, he was stopped in his tracks as a rasping knock banged at the door. Outside was a silhouette of a Keronian figure, and the ninja automatically thought of Giroro. No, it couldn’t be him. Why would he be here? It’s probably just Keroro-kun wanting something from me again... A bit irritated now, he slowly slid open the door. His eyes shot open with surprise when he saw that his visitor was actually Giroro.

“Gi-Giroro-kun?” Dororo couldn’t really seem to say much else. He could feel the blood rushing up to his head and his face become hot. W-what’s going on here? He thought, flustered.

Giroro shuffled his feet nervously, glancing up at Dororo every few seconds, but avoiding his eyes. “H-hey Dororo. What’s up? I’m sorry for not calling you before I came.” He smiled timidly at Dororo, waiting for his reply. No turning back now.

Dororo’s heart leaped into his throat. He actually came to visit? But what for? It couldn’t be for the reasons he had hoped for...could it? Dororo shook his head. “It’s fine, Giroro-kun. Really. And I’m not up to anything right now.” He suddenly felt daring. “Would you like to come in?” Dororo asked, stepping out of the way. An awful feeling dropped into Dororo’s stomach, and he waited for rejection to come. Giroro obviously had better things to do than hanging around with the likes of him. But rejection never came and the corporal stepped into the shack, saying his thanks.

He was extremely relieved that Dororo had invited him inside, and he made no hesitation as he walked into the home. Taking a seat beside the hearth in the center of the room, he waited for Dororo to join him. What am I doing here? He must be irritated that I just showed up like this. The thought rang through Giroro’s head. He had invited him in, but was he just being polite? Giroro suddenly felt like a fool and Dororo sat at the opposite end of the hearth. There was a brief awkward silence between the two, until Dororo ventured to ask:

“S-so, Giroro-kun, what brings you here? It’s quite rare that you visit...” His voice trailed off as he felt the tension grow. Maybe he should have asked something else.

Giroro’s fist tightened, not because of anger towards Dororo, but anger towards himself. “That...that’s actually why I came here. It’s because I don’t visit enough, and I’m sorry for that. But I want to make it up to you. Maybe we could....do something?” He knew that Dororo would ask that question, and he even rehearsed how he would respond. A sudden feeling of embarrassment and worry rushed through him. What would he do if Dororo refused?

The ninja drew in a breath of surprise, and he only hoped that Giroro hadn’t heard it. But, had he heard right? Was he misinterpreting what he was saying? What other meaning could it have? He wouldn’t let this chance pass him by. There was no other answer than yes. Dororo smiled at his red friend, wondering if he could tell he was smiling in the first place, since his mask was in the way. “I’d like that, Giroro-kun. I really would.” His voice was calm and cheerful. Giroro’s head shot up, his eyes dancing with excitement. Thank goodness... He thought, relieved.

“Dororo...” Giroro practically whispered as the ninja began to rise to his feet.

Dororo smiled at him again as he began to walk towards the door, beckoning him to follow with a wave of his hand. “Come on, Giroro-kun.” Giroro felt flushed as he followed his friend out the door and into the overbearing forest. Maybe their was hope after all. Their friendship would not be lost.
Chapter 3. I feel like I'm being a bit repetitive. Please comment and give me your thoughts. Again, I'll be using the same preview pic... x.x

All characters (c) Mine Yoshizaki

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I love this pairing, because everyone gets somebody if this pairing continues. Kululu gets the fan-made Cororo, Giroro gets Dororo, Tamama gets Keroro, Nastumi gets that guy that Kululu was with, and so on.