You know how it is. When all else fails, write seraph of the end fanfiction. Anyways, I own nothing and I hope you enjoy.

A Gurren Ichinose found himself in a predicament.

Akwardly, he stared down at the half asleep Yuuichiro who now took to clinging helplessly to his hand.

Seriously, the general only came in to see how he was doing. You can't just pluck an overly violent child from the slaughter of his family and expose him to solitude. That's a one way track to creating a psychopath. He'd become cold and ruthless and Gurren knew for a fact that that was not a good soldier. He'd be no different from the vampires.

But little did he know that when they said the boy needed a hand to hold, he literally needed a hand to hold.

He went into his room and saw the child sleeping on his face. He didn't know much about children so he assumed that they had weak respitory systems. He then moved in to turn him over but as soon as he did, the boy moaned once and curled up his whole body on his hand.

Well, it was now two in the morning and, oh boy, did Gurren have to go to the bathroom.

He was now doing this odd skippy dance, doing his best to slip his had from Yuuichiro's grasp.

He couldn't wake him up. If he did, he'd probably throw another fit. That's why he was sedated to begin with, or so he heard from one of the people watching him shortly after Yuuichiro latched onto him.

The boy mumbled and grumbled. He appeared to be struggling but it was when he started crying that Gurren knew he was having a nightmare.

He couldn't help but feel sorry for the kid. He was angry, but more that he was truly and genuinely sad. It showed in everything he did, the way he ate, the way he talked, the way he trained. It's lonely to have siblings, people your age, people you could talk to and share memories with and then suddenly have them taken from you. Everything feels alien and so so very lonely. You want to share memories again, tell them jokes and just be around them but you can't. Yes, in the long run, you'll be okay, but right now, you're not.

That being said, he still couldn't change the fact that he really had to go to the bathroom.

He just hoped none of his squad would show up to see the general of the moon demon squad about to pee his pants because a violent twelve year old won't let go of him.