Mr. Fix It

Souda's eyes gleamed at her comment. He prayed she wasn't being sarcastic. He looked back at her with his gleaming eyes and grinned, as if to say her comment was precisely what he wanted. As she began to rub his back he let out a sigh and finally began to relax a little. He nodded in agreement before digging his face into his pillow.

"Ibuki gets it!! Hoooo! Kazu-chan wants Ibuki to be a nurse!! Sorry, Kazu-chan! No nurse outfits available for Ibuki! So Ibuki just has to wear her normal outfit!!" She did as he seemed to request, scooting closer and wrapping her arms around him and spooning him. Damn right he was the little spoon. "Better, Kazu-chan?"

Souda glared at her after she made her comment, though seeing Ibuki in a maid outfit would probably be a treat for him. He grumbled as she scooted against him to be the bigger spoon, but he didn't have enough energy to protest. He craned his neck to face her for a moment before placing a gentle kiss on her cheek and laying back down on his side. Being sick must have made him more indifferent than usual.

Sick?

Ibuki waddled to his bed, crawling into it with him.

"No voice? …Kazu-chan is sick. Should Ibuki go get Mikaaan-chaaan?"

Souda shook his head and instead tugged on Ibuki's arm to usher her closer. Despite his slight fever he felt cold and achy. He just wanted Ibuki at his side...and maybe a can of soda.

Kazu-chaaaaaan….Ibuki arrives! ….You’re still in bed?!

Souda made an attempt to speak but his voice came out as a soft squeak. He tried several times and eventually gave up before pulling the blankets of his bed over his head and grumbling.

#I'm so friggin' sick #I wish I had some soda or somethin

D-damn it...I feel like a rusty nail...can't even talk.

"…Reach for it. Ibuki dares you."

"Y-you really want me to?" Souda breathed, excited at the prospect. Slowly he began to slide his hands under her fuku...and hesitated. "Y-you feel warm..."

"Bleh! See if Ibuki does it again now that she’s being teased!!" Se grumbled, biting at his arm. "Ibuki uses a looooot of hair spray….and teases it a lot…it’s a lot of work to be Ibuki…Ibuki could even do Sailor Moon hair!! …How does Kazu-chan style his hair?"

"Youch! Hey, come on, you're tellin' me ya' don't wanna' do it again?"

"Hm...I dunno. I just cut this way and let it be. The only real work I put into it is dying it and braiding it. I don't bother styling it that often cuz' my hair's so thick."

Nope. No. That book is going under her shirt and bra. No agehao for Souda. “Kazu-chan has terrible taste in hentai. Ibuki is embarrassed.”

"Huh...? H-hey, you're gonna' make me reach in there for it? C'mon, I just wanna' see! I promise I'll give it back..." Souda attempted his best puppy-dog face. Hopefully it would work.

"But Kazu-chan asked for it. Ibuki did what Kazu-chan asked." She huffed, repositioning her head on his stomach as she sprawled across the bed. "Kazu-chan ate a whole plate of hot eggs to get Ibuki to kiss him. Ibuki wins."

"Yeah, but I didn't really plan ahead! I didn't really plan to ask ya' for it, it just happened! Point is, ya' still pulled me down...I purposely hesitated." Souda grinned and chucked before ruffling up her hair. "By the way...how do ya'do that thing with your hair..." Souda carefully poked her weird horn shaped buns.

"KAZU-CHAN, NO!" She screeches, huddling over to hide the book. "HER BOOBIES AREN’T EVEN CUTE. ITS ONE OF THOSE WHERE THE GIRL MAKES A CRAZY FACE DURING IT!"

#...I don't believe that #cherrypoyoyon

"Wow, like, Agehao and stuff? I wanna' see! Come on, show me!" Souda hopped on top of her and tried to snatch the book from her hands. The dirty book would be his.

How could she not feel proud after a reaction like that? She tried her hardest not to blush and dragged Souda onto the bed, promptly sprawling across his lap.

"Ibuki’s lips are all tingly from the hot sauce! Heeheehee! …Kazu-chan was pretty eager! It was nice!"

Ibuki was doing a decent job of hiding her embarrassment. If Souda was going to be embarrassed, she was determined to be confident.

"As if pulling me down and kissing me wasn't eager!" Souda pouted his bottom lip before crossing his arms and laying back on his bed. "I think you were more eager, since you made the first move to pull me down like that. Heh." A big grin formed on Souda's face. He had felt pretty good about himself knowing she was the one to pull him down like that.

"…Definitely not a book with a lot of boobies in it."

#wait...why are you even readin' that?#cherrypoyoyon

"B-boobies? Really? C'mon, show me! I wanna' see!"

Whoa. That was pretty brave for Souda. …And cute. He must’ve really liked her to say something like that.

"…’Kaaaaaaaaaaay." She said quietly. …No big deal, right? She had kissed him before. The second time had to be less awkward than the first.

"Sit down, sit down! Ibuki wants to do it normally!"

She grew too impatient. So Ibuki dragged him down on the bed and gave him a little peck, lingering more than the first time, even gently touching his hand as she did so.

Souda hesitated, but Ibuki wouldn't let him stall. She pulled him down and kissed him, causing him to stumble forward into an awkward position on his knees. Despite this he felt himself melt into the kiss...it felt more like a real first kiss than the previous one. As she broke the kiss, Souda's lips quivered and brushed against hers before kissing her once more, this time lacing his fingers with hers. After a while he broke the kiss and looked down with a face as red as a tomato. "...That was worth the hot sauce thing."

"…!! Ibuki wouldn’t read such pleb-tier plotlines! Ibuki only likes monster girls!!"

"………"

#Show me...right now #cherrypoyoyon

"Ibuki...what are you reading?"

"Ibuki would feel so bad if she didn’t repay her debt! Kazu-chan needs to start thinking about want he wants." She sighed, flopping on the bed and hugging her gift close to her.

"W-well..." Souda thought for a moment before continuing, clearing his dry throat. "You can give me...an actual kiss...like the f-first one..." Souda surprised himself with his sudden bout of bravery. He had his impatience to thank for that. He had to be blunt with Ibuki...otherwise their relationship would get nowhere.

"…No way! After a concert, Ibuki smells like sweat!" She sighed. As he brought her new arm over to her, she bounced excitedly on the bed. "Crazy coloooors! Ibuki can’t wait to smash something with it! Kazu-chan…it looks even better than before!! Thank you so much! Ibuki is indebted!" Leaping from the bed, she began to kiss his cheeks over and over.

Souda stiffened as she bombarded him with kisses. His face was redder than even the first time she kissed him. "Y-You're welcome...?" he stammered as he dropped the arm onto the bed. "Y-you don't have to g-gimme' anything for the arm..."

She was so utterly pleased to be carried. It was nice. Incredibly so to have someone treat her like she was precious and important enough to carry. “…You think so? Ibuki thinks…Kazu-chan smells nice too. Sometimes he smells a little like gasoline. But Ibuki likes that smell. Most of the time Kazu-chan just smells like boy, which is nice too.” She sighed, stretching out comfortably.

Souda blushed as she unexpectedly complimented his smell. Most people just told him he smelled like a mechanic...which never seemed to imply that it was a good thing. "Yeah, I really like the way you smell. Kinda' like...real sweet and stuff. I bet you'd smell this good even after a concert." Eventually they reached his cabin and once again he kicked open his door and set her down on his bed. "Lemme' get your arm." He walked over to his work bench to reveal his newly improved android arm. It was painted to match her hair and was decorated with several LED strips.