Senran Kagura Girls X Male Reader Scenarios

Meat is Power! (Homura)

A/N - Okay, since I will probably never get comments, I will just make this chapter about Homura. Unless I get comments, I can't know who you want next, so please comment!

  Y/N poured charcoal into the basin of his grill, then put the briquette on. He dug around in his toolbox for a lighter, but couldn't find one with fluid. He continued to dig through his toolbox until he heard his doorbell ring. He put his toolbox away and walked to answer the door. When he got to the door, he unlocked it, and pulled it open, to reveal Homura. 

  Homura grinned and gave Y/N a small wave. Y/N smiled and stepped to the side to let Homura in. When she entered, she started looking around, mainly at the decorations Y/N's house. "Nice place you got here, Y/N," Homura said as she inspected a glass cat. As she stared at it, Y/N noticed she was making the same facial expression as the cat, that being the aloof stare that cats' give their owner.

  "Follow me, and we'll get started." Homura beamed at Y/N, and followed him, but stopped when her stomach growled. Y/N turned to her, to see her blushing. "Dang, Homura. I bet you can't wait!" Her blush grew deeper and she puffed her cheeks. Y/N raised a brow, surprised of this side of Homura he'd never seen before. "I never thought you would get embarrassed by stuff like this." Homura raised a brow of her own, still blushing. "I-I'm still a girl, you know..." 

  "Well, that much is obvious." Y/N said, a deadpan look on his face. Homura's blush grew even deeper, and she covered her chest. "Y-You know t-that's not what I meant!" Y/N chuckled and pat her head, calming her down. "Relax, fireball. I'm just messin' with you." Homura puffed her cheeks once more. "Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?" Y/N cackled evilly, before making a villainous pose. "The real question, Homura, is 'Do I ever listen?'" Homura deadpanned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I should've seen that coming." 

  As they walked outside, Y/N put on an apron that says, 'I LIKE PIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE'. Homura took one look at his apron, then started laughing so hard she snorted. She wiped a tear from her eye, and turned her attention to the various meats in aluminum trays. Her eyes sparkled, and she turned to Y/N, to see him putting tools and spice shakers in the pockets of his apron.

  "Alright, Homura, which one first?" Homura inspected the meats, then pointed at the tray full of beef. "Let's grill the beef first!" Y/N nodded, and he went for the tray, but then he remembered something. "Dang..." He said, scratching the back of his head. Homura turned to him asking, "What's wrong?" He laughed nervously and dug in his toolbox. "Uh, I don't have any lighters with fluid in them."

  Homura raised a brow in confusion, then grinned at him. "Whatcha talking about? I have fire abilities, don't you remember?" Y/N turned back to her. "Are you sure? I mean, you shouldn't use your shinobi skills for something like this." He asked, but Homura shook her head. "I don't mind! And besides, it'd be a lot more effective." Y/N looked unsure, but he nodded. "Alright then, have at it!" Homura grinned once again, a small flame forming on the tip of her index finger.

  Y/N handed her a balled up piece of paper, and she used her flame to light the paper. When it got to a reasonable amount of flame, she placed it gingerly in with the charcoal. Y/N fanned the flame with a tray, making the flame grow. Y/N grabbed the tray of beef and laid a few strips on the briquette. The meat immediately began to sizzle, filling the surrounding air with the irresistible smell of cooking meat.

  Homura's mouth watered, and she stared longingly at the grill. Her moment of bliss didn't last long though since she flinched away from a rising coldness on her cheek. When she turned to the source, she saw Y/N holding back his laughter, holding a can of soda. Homura rubbed her cheek, and snatched the soda from Y/N, causing him to laugh out loud.

  She cracked the can open, taking a sip, sighing in satisfaction. She opened one eye, to see Y/N flipping the strips on the other side. She noticed that it started to get kind of hot, and she pulled on her shirt to let in cold air. She looked to Y/N again, as he wiped his brow of sweat, and his shirt had become transparent.  She blushed and looked away, before looking at her own clothes.

  The black long sleeve shirt she's wearing showed nothing underneath but revealed quite a bit of cleavage. She wondered if Y/N liked that, so she decided to try something. She came up behind Y/N, wrapping her arms around him, peeking from his side. "So, how's the meat going?" She felt Y/N tense up for a second before he relaxed again. "Great. No burns so far." She didn't get a direct reaction, so she looked up at his face, and his cheeks were a bit red. Satisfied with her victory, she went back to her spot and sat down. 

  While she waited, she thought of her current situation. She's at a guy's house, and he's cooking for her. And he looks amazing in the silly apron he's wearing. She blushed as she realized what the scene looks like.

-Homura's Imagination- 

  Y/N flipped a burger patty on the stove, and Homura walked to the fridge, getting out some drinks for them. Y/N skillfully flipped the patty on to a bun, adding cheese and other stuff. Homura sat down at the table, opening her drink and taking a sip. Y/N set his plate down first, then reached around Homura to put her plate right in front of her. Homura leaned against his chest and nuzzled him in thanks.

  She looked upwards to meet his eyes from the side and smiled. Y/n used his hand to lift her chin towards him, and he leaned in. Homura closed her eyes, and they kept getting closer... and closer, until...

  Homura snapped back into reality, blushing like mad. She shook her head frantically, checking to make sure Y/N hadn't noticed. He still had his back turned to her, and she sighed in relief. Her blush still lingered though, so when Y/N did turn around, he became concerned. "Homura, if it's too hot, you can go inside." Homura shook her shook her head. "N-No, I'm fine." She said, playing with a strand of her hair.

  After another ten minutes, Y/N used tongs to take the beef off the briquette. He placed them into an empty tray, and put foil over it to preserve the heat. He took out two more cans for Homura and himself. He gave one to her and cracked his open. He placed a paper plate in front of Homura from behind her, causing her to remember the thoughts she was having before. She blushed as the thoughts came back, but peeled open the foil to distract herself with food.

  She looked to Y/N, he smiled and nodded. "Ladies first." Homura beamed at him, then picked out a medium-sized piece. Y/N got a piece of the same size, placing it on his plate. Homura tore a piece off of her beef, and when she took a bite, an explosion of flavor flooded her mouth. Her face was one of pure bliss, and she closed her eyes and swallowed eagerly. 

  Y/N saw this and realized something. "Hey, I've always wondered, why do you like meat so much?" Homura swallowed another piece, then gave Y/N a big grin. "Meat is power!"