This fanfic is a Keroro Tokuhon fanfic. As in, their all pekoponians. :3
This is also my first fanfic and first Yaoi fanfic on this website.
So please dont hate me!
(Keroro's room)
Tamama sat on the couch, enjoying his potato chips and watching TV when the sergeant came into the room. Tamama looked over his shoulder and smiled.
"Hi there sarge! Wanna watch TV and eat some junk food?" The private asked.
Keroro turned his attention to his platoon member. He thought.
'Tamama and me are alone. . In the same room. .No one's in the house. .we have it all to ourselves. .but wait. .what would happen if someone comes home early? Like Aki. .' Keroro thought too himself, as a very faint blush appeared across his cheeks.
Tamama noticed.
"Uhh, Sarge. .you okay?" He asked as he stood up and walked over to his platoon leader.
Keroro froze.
"Oh frog no! What do I do now? He's so close. Im vulnerable. .quick, look at your gundom models to distract you Keroro!' He thought desperately as he tried to avoid eye contact by staring at his gundom models. That were. .right behind. .Tamama. .Damn it. .
Tamama just looked at him with concern and a little bit of curiosity.
"Your face is red, are you sick?" He asked, ( he's testing him. if you cant tell :L)
Keroro rubbed his neck, "Y-ya thats it! I'm really sick, you shouldn't come near me. It's really contagious" his face was getting redder as he spoke.
Tamama blinked, a smirk crawling its way onto his face.
Before Keroro could do anything, Tamama quickly grabbed his wrists and pinned him to the wall.
Keroro's face was now all red.
"Tamama! W-" Keroro started, but was interuppted by Tamama pressing his lips to Keroro's.
Keroro's eye's widened and he stood still for a moment.
Tamama pulled back and looked at Keroro with mischief.
"Oh come on Sarge, like I couldnt tell you had a thing for me. I mean, It's pretty obvious"
"G-Gero?" Keroro chirped.
Well, I hope you liked it! I had fun writing it. :3
Should I finish this? or just leave it.
Peace out