I got a little bored with having this piece of fun just sitting in my computer files. So here you go.

Today was just another school-free day. Nothing of grand importance was planned, so the beautiful girl with golden eyes looked into her mirror. She peered upon the reflection of a strong young woman who had been through many trials and passed them all. She had saved her world from invasion many times over the last few years and overcame a few of her own personal obstacles in the process.

She had been a dog, a man, and even under mind control about a hundred times. Once she had even been abducted for alien television. She learned how to fight better with her ninja friend Koyuki, and been to France with the rich heiress Momoka. Her crush on Saburo has grown with her through the years but quickly subsided when she learned that love shouldn't have to be hunted down, especially when it was sitting in your own back yard with a warm sweet potato every day.

The girl brushed her hair and tied it into two ponytails as blush seeped into her cheeks thinking about her red soldier. Then she lightly skipped down the flight of stairs as her light red lace tank top and deep red skirt fluttered. She paused at the base as a delicious smell wandered through her nose. Peering her head into the kitchen rewarded her with a view of Giroro cooking some sausages and eggs. He had his back turned to her but only mostly. She caught a glimpse of his focused expression and a hint of a smile on his lips.

After he clicked off the stove she decided to slip her arms around him and hug him close. She enjoyed the sound of surprise he tried to catch in his throat before it escaped.

"Good morning Giroro." Natsumi cooed into his back.

"G-Good morning to you, my Natsumi." the girl let him free to stand on the stool and finish preparing the meal. The blush was there on his face when she was around him like usual but it wasn't always as bright as it was when they were alone loving each other. Soon both were sitting at the table and ate the food.

"Thank you for cooking breakfast." Natsumi sighed as the delectable meal settled in her, warming her core.

"Only for you." Giroro chuckled as he shoved himself off of the chair and headed through the sliding glass doors into the backyard. Ever since they had found a mutual love for each other, he volunteered to help around the house for her. Aki tried to give him payment but he only gave it straight to Natsumi, every last coin and paper tender which was followed with a mumble about pride and honor.

Today he was helping with the laundry and it was time for the first load to come off of the drying rack. Natsumi decided to just watch him for now, she leaned against the door frame questioning herself for the billionth time; how could she not see it before. It was too obvious with the way he blushed and took the time to cook her a sweet potato every single afternoon. She thought back to the island of the golden tubers and blushed.

"What are you thinking about?" Giroro paused the folding of clothes when he saw her standing at the door.

"I was just thinking; about how big of an idiot I must have been." She took a seat on the edge between inside and out.

"What makes you say that?" Giroro worried for her feelings quickly finished and carried the basket to the door.

"I never realized how you felt for me. When I see you now it makes too much sense." She closed her eyes and lowered herself onto the floor breathing in the spring air. "I was also remembering the island covered in sweet potatoes. You worked so hard to grow them and then you gave most of them to me."

"I actually dedicated the entire island to you." Giroro turned his head away with a bigger grin on his face and his usual blush washing his cheeks.

"Who knows what else I missed." Natsumi sat up and looked at him. She loved how bashful he could be.

"I would not be able to tell you of each time I tried to declare my love for you in one day. Some of them are even too embarrassing."

"Will you forgive me for being so blind?" Natsumi got down on her hands and knees and arched her back making it so she had to look up to him. Her eyes were full of guilt and pleading. Giroro couldn't help but fall apart at her appearance.

"I would always forgive you my sweet." Giroro felt the shivers of temptation flow through him. Natsumi straightened up onto her knees bringing Giroro with her; her cheek pressed to his chest.

"You're so sweet. Are you alright?" when Natsumi felt him shiver more she lowered him so they could face each other.

"You don't know how hard it was to deny my urge to dominate you in that little pose." Giroro burned a bright red at his feelings and need to have his way with her. Natsumi giggled.

"Maybe I'll let you when you finish the laundry." She lowered her eye lids and teased him as she hugged him closer to her chest. A low gurgle of hunger rose from the red alien.

"I don't think the washer will work faster even if I begged it to." His statement stirred another giggle from Natsumi.

"Then I guess you should get back to work." She set him on the ground and placed a soft kiss on his head.

The blushing keronian continued with his work as the girl he admired lay on the grass watching him. Every now and then he would turn to see her giggling. After another load had started in the wash, Giroro looked at the spot Natsumi was sitting but found she had disappeared. He settled on the thought that she just wanted something inside the house and went about hanging the towels and blankets.

Not long after the first three items had been clipped up, Giroro could hear the back doors slide open and close. He turned to see Natsumi taking a seat on the spot of grass she claimed. In her hand was a red popsicle; one of many she had made the other day with fresh fruits. Her eyes gave him a look that sent shivers through his spine as she slowly licked the side of her treat.

Giroro turned in place with eyes wide and pointed to her.

"You're a froggin' tease!"

Natsumi giggled again.