He sat in the lamp-lit cove of a tent in the backyard of a house beloing to the Hinata family. Giroro, as unwelcoming as his strict demeanor and obsession with cleaning guns, however, felt different in his solitude today as he was left to reminesce alone, free of the distractions of his incompetent leader, Keroro, or worry that he would be at the (lack of) mercy of a certain sociopathic computer-geek in his platoon, Kururu.
"Hmph... Seeing that I have nothing else to do right now..."
Giroro pushed aside his numerous stocks of ammunitions and guns, to reveal a small pile of sleeping-bags. In a careful and diligent manner, he picked up a one of the firm, cylindrical bundles of cloth and pulled on a non-suspected brown string, allowing the sleeping-bag to unroll.
Without much hesitation, he sauntered over to the sleeping bag, climbing under it, pushing the blanket around over him as to evenly distribute the sheets across his minute, Keronian body.
"... K-Keroro, we... We need to... G-get home soon-n..."
Before long, Giroro had settled into the numb embrace of sleep, now recalling and remembering the innocent childhood memories of Keroro, Zeroro and himself and the adventures they enjoyed on their home-planet, Keron. How they slept in the same bed together, went through the same Keronian Army training together, and almost enjoyed the same lives together.
However, it seemed that the more Giroro reflected upon these memories, the more he started to realize that he had suppressed emotions for his leader... There was something about his naïve, unabashed character, and his child-like behavior that Giroro secretly loved, even though he would never tell Keroro directly about his feelings. Would it be because it would sacrifice Giroro's pride, something he (as a soldier) held so dearly? That couldn't have been it. Is it because he understood that it wouldn't be wise to incite the rage and jealousy of Private First Class Tamama? Impossible... Was it really that Giroro just feared being rejected..?
Is that really how Giroro's situation is? Surely Giroro, the toughest soldier in his assigned platoon, of all people wouldn't fear rejection, let alone worry about a love-interest...
All of his thinking of Keroro, even the simple idea of being rejected by Keroro, started to take it's toll on Giroro. Giroro, every so often, would toss in his sleeping-bag, even kicking and swinging his arms subconsciously. Even Giroro knew that his dream wouldn't be particularly cheerful, though. The ever-growing despondent thought of rejection, which haunted him even in an idle-state, surely would haunt him in his dreams, as well. After a while, though, he had eventually warded away the dreaded visions and slowly, but surely fell into cradle of dream... The thoughts the dream would bring to Giroro, though, would change his attitude torwards his beloved leader forevermore...
