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Dororo was on the rooftop of the Hinata residence. He concealed himself from his two targets, who were sitting together near a red tent. The two had been spending an unusual amount of time together and Dororo wanted to know why. He creeped closer to them, trying his best to not make a sound. As he inched closer to the edge of the roof, he could hear their voices, but was unable to understand what they were saying. He had to get closer; he really wanted to know what was going on.
Dororo walked to the other side of the roof and jumped to the ground. He walked back around the yard, positioning himself behind a nearby bush that let him hear their voices better. He leaned closer towards them, trying his best to listen and keep himself hidden.
"Giroro, when do you think we should tell them?" he heard one of the two say.
"Tell them what?" the red frog asked.
"You know what I'm talking about."
Giroro sighed and gave a slight shrug.
"I don't know, but we really should tell them before you and your platoon leave, Zoruru."
The conversation had become much more interesting. What were they hiding from the others? He leaned in closer, but fell over.
"Dororo! H-how long have you been there?" Giroro asked nervously.
Zoruru instinctively lunged at Dororo as he took him by surprise and had him by the neck.
"Oh, it's just you," he said dismissively.
"Hello, Zoruru. How are you?" Dororo said, acting innocent.
"Fine," he said coldly. He sat back down on the ground next to Giroro.
Dororo paid no attention to Zoruru; he was used to the way that Zoruru treated him. He turned to Giroro, who had begun sweating.
"Giroro, I just arrived to go see Keroro. He said he needed me for something, so I came. Why?"
It wasn't exactly a lie; Keroro really did ask him to come over for something.
"Nothing. Don't worry about it."
Zoruru kept his eyes focused on Dororo, obviously suspicious of him. Dororo knew that Zoruru could probably see through his ruse, but if he did know he was lying (which he probably did), he made no move to tell Giroro.
"I guess I'll be going now." Dororo chuckled, in a last attempt to throw them off.
"Okay, see you later, Dororo," Giroro said.
Giroro turned back to Zoruru and sat back down. Zoruru still had his eye on Dororo as he walked to the back door and let himself in. Compared to Giroro, Zoruru had been awfully cold towards him, but that was normal for someone like him. On the contrary, he had been acting much more gentle and kind towards Giroro while they were talking. What was up with that?
"Oh, Dororo!"
Natsumi greeted him as he entered the house and asked if Koyuki was alright.
"Yes, she's fine. Thanks for asking," he replied as he quickly walked in the direction of Keroro's room.
Fuyuki was in the living room watching a television show. He waved from the couch and greeted Dororo. He thanked him and went down the ladder that lead to his leader's room. As he was about to enter his room, Tamama furiously stormed out, babbling nonsense about "that woman" and how she was taking Keroro away from him. Dororo peeked inside before entering the room to make sure he wasn't interrupting. He saw Keroro and Angol Mois laughing and making jokes with one another. He walked in and spoke up.
"Keroro?"
"Oh, hey, Dororo. What are you doing here?" he asked.
How Keroro could forget about him that easily amazed Dororo.
"You told me you needed me to come over as soon as possible," he reminded him.
"I did?"
"You're so mean, Keroro!" he cried.
"Kero? I remember now!" Keroro exclaimed quickly. "I have a mission for you, Dororo."
He had remembered just in time; one second longer and Dororo's trauma switch would've been turned on.
"Hmm? What is it?"
"Giroro and Zoruru have been spending a lot of time together. Zoruru is supposed to be sleeping in his platoon's ship near the moon, but he's been sleeping here on Pekopon for a while now. I think they are planning something. They probably want to split up and take over Pekopon without us."
Keroro was always confident that he was right, even in circumstances where he was obviously wrong.
"I don't think-" Dororo began.
"They probably already have a plan and an operation name and everything. We need to stop them before it's too late. I want you to spy on them for a while and gather information about their plan. If we can get a hold of their plans, then we'll be able to stop them!" Keroro said triumphantly.
Spying on them would be an easy enough job for Dororo. Besides, he had already spied on them once today, even if he was found before they could reach the juicy part of their conversation. They were probably talking about other things besides invasion plans and the sort, but it would be impossible to convince Keroro, so he decided to go along with it.
"Yes sir, Keroro. I'll make sure to do my best on this special mission. I'll start tomorrow."
He would make sure to try his best; he really wanted to find out what the two were keeping away from their platoons. He had about four days to spy on them and figure out what they were up to before Zoruru and his platoon left Pekopon. He would then need to report his findings to Keroro. He doubted that Giroro and Zoruru were making an invasion plan together because their conversation seemed too personal to be about topics like that. Dororo walked out of Keroro's room, leaving Keroro and Angol Mois alone with each other as they continued telling jokes.
As Dororo walked out of the house to go home, he saw Giroro near his tent. This time, he was alone, so Dororo decided to ask why he was spending much more time with Zoruru. He walked up to his tent and called to him.
"Giroro, I know that this is none of my business, but Keroro wants to know why you and Zoruru are spending more time with each other."
Dororo thought he could see him blushing, but it was difficult to tell against his red skin.
"Giroro?" he began. "We're friends, right? You can tell me what you guys are up to."
Giroro sighed. "I'm just afraid that you guys'll look at me differently if we told you."
"What do you mean? I'm not going to judge you, Giroro. You're my closest friend," Dororo reassured him.
"Well, I guess I can tell you, but please don't tell anybody else until we're ready."
Dororo nodded.
"Long or short?" Giroro asked.
"What?"
"Do you want to hear the long version or the short one?"
He shrugged. "It doesn't matter. The one you're more comfortable with, I guess."
"Okay then. Well, long story short, Zoruru and I are..." he began. "We're kind of-"
"Giroro," Dororo interrupted. "Are you and him gay?"
Giroro's eyes widened in surprise.
"H-how did you know?" he asked in disbelief.
"I told you already. I know you. You're my closest friend," Dororo said, trying his best to maintain his calm demeanor and resist the enormous urge to cry.
In all honesty, Dororo saw Giroro as more than just a friend. He'd had a crush on him ever since there younger years in school back on Keron. When Dororo found out that they would be in the same platoon, he saw it as his chance to share his feelings with him. Up until now, however, he could never gather up the courage to do so. He hated himself for not speaking up sooner; he was sure by now that Giroro would've accepted his feelings if he had just had the guts to tell him, and now, Zoruru had taken his heart.
