1. Rumors

"Where there is love there is life." -Mahatma Gandhi

"Uncle! It's time to go!" Mois Angol, standing in the secret base's doorway, called out to her Keronian uncle.

"Coming," Keroro grumbled, and stomped to the doorway after saying his goodbyes to Kururu, "I can't believe that you forced me to leave my star fruits in the lab!" Crossing his arms and leaving the room in a hurry, displaying a false and childish anger towards Mois, Keroro headed towards the kitchen.

"Uncle!" She shouted down the hall, "I'm, like, making you dinner." Wagging her finger towards the ceiling, she giggled happily. "You could say 'Saving room for dinner'?" Quickly spinning around, she met Kururu's gaze."I'll, uh, help you finish the report to you and uncle's report to head quarters, ok?" Mois waited to the count of thirty, before leaving the doorway. "Bye Mr. Sinister!" She yelled as she ran down the hall.

Kururu shook his head dismissively "She's always really annoying," He silently said to himself not letting the sound leave his own personal bubble ", but her company still is nice and so is she...oh what am I saying?" He paused, his eyes returning to where she had left into the hallway. "What am I saying?'

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"Mois," In the family room, Keroro stared down at his dinner plate. "Sorry for being mean earlier about the star fruit," He whispered inaudibly, as he took an enormous bite out of his star fruit kabob, grilled and caramelized.

Mois laughed nervously untying her apron from behind and grabbed a bowl of steaming contents, walking out of the room. "You know it's like, totally a-okay."

Natsumi and Foyuki leaned forward on the couch; Natsumi raising an eyebrow evilly towards the green alien. "Have you been misusing Mois again, idiotic frog?"

Keroro smiled nervously, "No?" Natsumi slowly got up and looked down at the floor, her eyes covered by her pink hair as she slowly trekked over to Keroro, looking scarier and scarier by the second. Slinking down in his chair, he heard her murmur the words idiotic and frog over and over in what seemed to be a never ending pattern before finally reaching him. "Gero." Keroro coward into his chair, ducking into the armadillo position.

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Mois opened the door to the lab balancing the full and very hot bowl in one hand and clutching the handle with the other. "You're lucky I'm a fast worker, I've already filled out and sent the form to HQ, so you can leave." Waving his hand dismissively, Kururu pointed to the door while she walked towards him.

"Okay," Mois smiled shyly. "Let's not, like, get mad here, but have this." Placing the bowl next to Kururu's keyboard, he leaned over and peered into it. Curry.

"Aw," He mumbled looking into it quietly. "Thanks lady Mois," Lifting a spoon and dipping it into the bowl before taking a spoon full of it, a light flashed over his glasses. "This is actually really good." He whispered under his breath, hoping Mois wouldn't hear him.

"Like," Mois smiled an old fashioned Mois genuine smile. "Thank you a lot, Mr. Sinister!" Heading once again towards the entrance to the lab, she smiled, waving towards the yellow nerd. "See you later!"

Walking back to the now seemingly empty family room, Mois looked around. Stopping at Keroro's chair, she found that he hadn't finished his dinner. Then, she heard a groan and looked down to see him, afro status, in his chair. "Mois-dono," He groaned reaching to her. "Natsumi..." He coughed. "Natsumi got to me, go on without me." She nodded, running out of the room. "Wait!" Keroro yelled. "I was only joking! NOOOO! MOIS-DONO WAIT FOR ME!" Sadly, she had already left.

Deciding to go buy her uncle a Gunpla to cheer her up, Mois heads for the back door and stops to see Natsumi struggling with a wet pile of laundry that she was probably going to set out to dry, a sock fell from the pile.

Both girls' eyes fell on the sock as it awkwardly lay on the ground. "Mois" Natsumi moaned out, her hair ruffled and clothes a mess. Very unlike normal Natsumi stature. "Can you pick that up for me?"

Tilting her head to the side with a smile, Mois reaches out for the pile. "I'll like, hang those for you, no problem."

"Thank you SO much MOIS, I need to get ready to spend the night at Koyuki-chan's house and as you can see I'm a bit of a mess." Laughing lightly, Natsumi handed her the pile, before rushing down the hall waving. "Thank you!"

Mois opened her mouth to say have fun, but shut it as she realized that the young teenager was already out of sights. Humming a happy tune, she headed to the screen door, before running into Giroro who was standing in the frame.

"Natsumi," The red alien panted, with his tiny red hands over his eyes. "I can't look at you." Of what Mois could see of his face she saw it get red. "Not that you're bad looking or that I have even thought of you that way, but-"

Mois laughed, cutting him off. "Giroro, it's like, me, Mois Angol. It's ok. You could say mixer upper?"

If Mois thought he was red earlier, she was wrong for Giroro had turned a shade of red so deep that she didn't even know it existed.

"Oh well," He stuttered, removing his hands from over his eyes. "You see, Kururu, he invented this thing-" Giroro cut off and suddenly his dark, circular pupils got HUGE.

"Gi-Giroro," Mois asked. "Are you like, alright?"

"Kururu really likes you, a lot." He shouted, then covered his mouth in shock. His eyes returning to normal, "Kururu likes you," He whispers, as if clarifying it to himself.

"Like," She whispers in abrupt shock. "What?"

"Mois, you have to understand me, you can NOT tell Kururu I just told you that, or else…" He swallowed. "You just can't." Stepping back into his tent, all Mois could here was the rubbing of cloth on gun and the pounding in ears, as the blood rushed to them.

Dropping the pile of clothes on the floor, she races to Keroro's room, on her way, she sees a very angry Keroro also on his way there. "Uncle," She smiled as she ran past. "Natsumi wants you to hang the pile of clothes outside!"

"B-But it's not my day." He cried after her. Looking over her shoulder, Mois gave him a false look of sympathy. She felt bad for lying to her uncle, but she'd make it up to him later. She'd make sure that she would buy him that knew Gunpla as soon as she could. Tugging on his ear flaps as hard as he could and falling to the ground, he screamed to no one in particular. "I wanna build Gunpla!"

"That'll give me some time," Mois whispered, closing her uncle's bedroom door behind her.

Mois found herself slouched in the bean bag that sat in the far right corner of her uncle's room; mind still reeling. The past few minutes replaying in her head, Giroro's words echoing though her thoughts.

Kururu likes her.

"But, like, why?" Mois asks herself quietly. "Why would someone like Kururu: a sadistic and wickedly smart Keronian, like me? You could say secret love affection?"

Giroro told her that Kururu liked her, but is this some sort is sick prank he was pulling on her? She pushed away the thought and replaced it with a new one.

"An Angolan and Keronian like, in a relationship." Mois muttered, pulling out her phone, stealing a glance at the wallpaper, which she had recently (and secretly) changed to a picture of Kururu.

Suddenly, she became filled with unexpected happiness.

"Do I like Kururu-san, too?"

The sudden thought made Mois shut her phone in a hurry, stuffing it in her pocket in and rotated her wrist to examine the green wrist band her uncle gave her. If she and Kururu start a relationship, would that mean she was cheating on Keroro with Kururu even though their relationship was strictly niece and uncle?

"Kururu-san is like, my best friend… And it's weird, it seems like I spend all my time helping him down in his lab. You could say friends with benefits."

He's also nicer to her than anyone else, she realized, which explained itself if what Giroro had said was true. Once again, she found herself smiling at the mere thought of Kururu.

Kururu, who was the complete opposite of her.

Kururu, who was totally insane.

Kururu, who was a sadistic psychopath.

Kururu, who she found herself to have a major crush on.

Now she knew. Now she understood. A feeling she never knew existed. And for a split second, her heart felt like it was soaring through the clouds. Then, it crashed.

"What about the Keronian and Angolan peace laws?" Mois asked herself. "If I were to date Kururu then, like, I would be breaking the law." Picking up her phone once again she glanced at the picture of Kururu, the feeling of excitement filling her stomach and her heart soared once again, "Like Kururu says, 'Forget the law'"

Hope you enjoy, I'm kinda bad at first chapters. Stick to it, I promise it'll get better. Thanks!