Sword Brothers: Bro on Bro Action

A/N: So this tool of a friend wanted me to write this piece of shit after marathoning Gurren Lagann. She also really likes Homestuck, and so put Bro and Kamina together and here is this. Thoughts are in italics. Enjoy...

"Woah what is this place?" Kamina gasped and looked at his surroundings. "It looks totally...soft!"

One minute Kamina was saying his final goodbyes to his bro, the next he was in a well lit...room? He wasn't sure if it was a room or a field. There weren't any walls or doors, but at the same time he just felt he was inside an enclosed space. All he knew was it was bright and everything around him was fluffy. That and the pain had gone away.

"Can I help you?"

Kamina spun round to find himself facing a bearded, robed man. "Um...hey."

"Hello Kamina, my name is Saint Peter."

"Hey Pete!" Kamina smiled and extended his fist.

Peter looked down at the hand and thought for a moment before grasping it and shaking. "Actually its Saint Peter if you would. I am in charge of the Pearly Gates to..."

"Dude what's with the frisbee on your head?!"

The Saint quirked an eyebrow at this. "Frisbee?"

"Yeah buddy the gold frisbee thing chilling above your head. The hells that?"

"Oh I see." He laughed. "This is not a frisbee Kamina it is a halo and..."

"Who the hell do you think you are having a gold frisbee Pete?!" Kamina pointed his finger dramatically towards the circle to emphasise his point.

Peter sighed. "Its still Saint Peter and the object above my head is most definitely not a frisbee. What is it with people these days and not knowing what a halo is?! Do they not educate you about these matters?"

"The educated me enough to know that its weird to have that thing dangling over your head!"

"But you have one too!"

Kamina blinked before slowly reaching his hands above his head. Surely enough he felt his fingers come into contact with...something. It wasn't quite solid, yet at the same time it wasn't air. And no, before you sass me it wasn't liquidy either. It was just kind of there, yet at the same time not there. "Huh...well I guess we're even then!"

"Yes...we are indeed even." Peter groaned. "Now do you know where you are?"

"On a cloud?"

"Not exactly no..."

"In a marshmallow?"

"Also no..."

"Oh oh! Is this Gurren's fighting spirit?"

"...Ok that would be awesome but no it is not."

The blue haired man rolled his eyes. "Then this place blows."

For the fifteenth time that hour the saint rubbed his temples, which was impressive since it was only five minutes passed. "This 'place' happens to be heaven; the eternal resting place for all the good people in the universe."

Kamina scratched his chin. "Guess this is chill then. Why am I here?"

"Well because you've been good of course." Peter smiled and gestured to the space next to him. Immediately a giant golden door appeared and slowly opened. "Now go ahead and..."

"Why is the door yellow?"

"...I'm sorry, what?"

"You said you had a paley gate, but this is yellow. Not even pale yellow."

"It's the 'Pearly Gate' and that is just a name. Now get inside it before I decide to send you to hell!"

Simon's Bro shrugged and walked through the door. "Later Pete, hopefully I'll see ya around."

"IT'S SAINT PETER YOU IDIOT!" The gatekeeper yelled after him but Kamina was already gone. "I hate this job sometimes!"

Kamina was amazed by what he saw inside. He wasn't sure why, but he knew he wasn't in a room. It may have been the fact that he could see fluffy white hills in the distance, or that there was a sign at the side saying "Kamina you've left the waiting room you idiot" but he just felt like he was out in the open again.

"So this is 'Heaven'? Weird." Being the curious man that he was, Kamina took it upon himself to check out his new surroundings. He spotted a few people hanging about on the hills in different places, but they looked too busy talking with one and other to approach. "Maybe there will be some other guy knocking about here like Pete. He seemed chill, even with his frisbee thing."

Luckily though there was one person who had taken a very particular interest in him. "Dude...you look like Kamina."

Said 'dude' glanced over to find a tall, pale skinned man with blonde hair and a hat. "So you've heard of me then! When the people in the world talk about Team DiGurren and its indomitable leader they mean me; Kamina! The manliest man on the surface!"

"Ok then...so who actually are you?"

Kamina sweat dropped. "I JUST TOLD YOU WHO I AM!"

The man grinned. "Come on; its a sick cosplay but we both know Kamina doesn't exis-..."

"And who the hell do you think you are having shades like that? I'm the only one with shades that look like this!" The blue haired man glared at him and drew his sword. "And why aren't they red? Is there something funny about red shades you punk?! I'll teach you to make fun of me and my team!"

"I wasn't making fun..." As that was being said, a large "Strife" sign appeared overhead in flashing lights, and a crowd of people gathered round the two in a circle. The pale man's grin vanished in an instant. "We really doing this? I mean you could just back down and we can forget all about this? Ain't no shame in running away from me."

"Idiot! A real man never backs away from a challenge! Now draw your sword and fight me!"

"Sure thing man." The man drew his sword and pointed it at Kamina. "Never thought someone would die over a cosplay."

Kamina laughed. "I have no idea what you're on about, but you've got guts. What's your name."

As Kamina lunged forward, the pale man's grin came back to his face. "I'm Bro. Bro Strider."

A/N: Sorry this is short, but exams are still a thing and I suck at intros. Next chapter will be up soon though, so try not to kill me :P Read, review and gimmie some suggestions peeps!