Hello everyone!

Well, this'll be a fanfic that I'll be updating fairly sporadically and will probably work on this in between submissions of my other fanfic. Of course, since it won't be updated as much as my other fanfic, I'll try my best to make the chapters longer.

This was written because I just realized how there is absolutely zero fanfics about cute Taruru, in my opinion the cutest character, even cuter than Tamama.

Enjoi.

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It was a not-so-normal day on the Garuru Platoon's ship. The five members of the platoon were heading towards Pekopon for vacation. Tororo was busy navigating they're ship to the familiar planet that seemed to be the only vacation destination that they ever visited. Taruru was lounging around and had no enthusiasm for arriving on that planet. He was getting bored of visiting the same place every time their platoon had some time to spare, so he suggested they go somewhere more "exotic," as he put it. Of course, his idea was quickly turned down by the others. Garuru wanted to see his brother and Pururu wanted to see Keroro; the two had started a relationship with each other on their most recent visit to Pekopon. Zoruru, still holding a grudge, wanted to fight Dororo and Tororo just felt like messing around with him, so he voted against his idea. With a nearly unanimous vote, the platoon headed towards Pekopon. Of all the platoon members, Taruru and Tororo could've cared less about visiting the planet. The rest of them were anxious to get there and reunite with their comrades. Nevertheless, going to Pekopon would allow Taruru to gauge his combat abilities with Tamama's. It was the only thing that he would consider looking forward to.

Their ship was almost at Pekopon. They had just passed what the Pekoponians called Jupiter. Its size and bright orange and red color was far superior to the blues and greens of Pekopon, in Taruru's honest opinion. He would've rather gone there, but Tororo said it was too dangerous because their ship would get crushed by the sheer amount of gravity that Jupiter had. He grumbled to himself, frustrated that things never worked out in his favor. Everything so far had been a letdown for Taruru. As he watched Jupiter pass them by, he heard Tororo pressing keys and buttons in his vicinity and soon enough, Sergeant Major Kururu was on the screen in front of them.

"What do we have here? A video transmission from the Garuru platoon, ku ku." Kururu's laugh annoyed Taruru just as much as Tororo's did. He wondered if the two were ever related. They did look similar after all. Garuru, being the leader of the platoon, was the first to speak to Kururu.

"Kururu, tell Sergeant Keroro that we're coming to visit. We should be there in about…" At that moment he looked over to Tororo, who held up one finger and then five in the air. "Fifteen minutes," he said in his usual serious tone.

"Okay. Tell Tororo he looks cute today, ku ku." Tororo was blushing out of embarassment, but it was obvious that he was angry. He hated being teased by Kururu, who had started flirting with him. Whether or not Kururu was actually serious or just toying with him was unknown to his comrades. Garuru simply ignored the comment. The screen went blank shortly after.

"Kururu, you jerk!" Tororo cursed his name, knowing that he would be unable to hear him. The rest of the journey to Pekopon was spent in silence. Everyone was awaiting the moment they would get off and breath in the fresh air of Pekopon. When they arrived, the five of them got on to their hovercrafts, cloaked with their anti-barriers. As they descended towards the Hinata residence, their ship had left the atmosphere and would be headed towards the moon. It would stay there until they were ready to leave and was on standby just in case of an emergency.

Pururu raced ahead of the others towards the house. She was certainly eager to see Keroro again. Garuru quickly chased after her, followed by Zoruru and then by Tororo. Taruru lagged behind. He was in no rush to get to the surface. In fact, he wished something would happen soon so they could evacuate and leave Pekopon. Sadly, luck was not in his favor, and he reached the surface with no injuries or major setbacks. His four other comrades were already off their hovercrafts and in the yard. It seemed that the Keroro Platoon had come out as a group to greet them. Garuru came over to Giroro and Pururu ran into Keroro, who caught her and hugged her close. Zoruru was already on the verge of trauma; Dororo still didn't remember who he was. Taruru spotted Tororo sticking close to Garuru. He must've thought that the presence of his leader would be enough to stop Kururu from approaching him. Unfortunately, he was wrong. Unfazed by Garuru's presence, Kururu still came up to Tororo and commented on how funny his salmon-colored skin was. Tororo began shaking nervously and attempted to walk away from Kururu. Kururu just followed him wherever he went. Taruru had to admit, it was a bit funny seeing Tororo try his best to avoid Kururu, only to see him a few steps behind him. Where was Tamama? Keroro walked up to Taruru. He had managed to get away from Pururu for a bit, who was busy catching up with Giroro.

"Say Taruru, are you looking for Tamama? Well, he'll be coming over soon. He was busy and couldn't come here on time, but he'll be here in a few. Natsumi and Fuyuki are at school and their mom is at work so we have the house to ourselves for a few hours."

Taruru didn't want to say anything mean to the sergeant, but he didn't want to know where Tamama was. Instead, he settled for a simple nod and walked away casually. He just wanted to leave and go somewhere else. He thought Pekopon was a boring place to live, and if it was possible, he'd rather visit that planet called Jupiter that they had skipped over on their way here.

Taruru felt awkward around the others, who were getting reacquainted with each other and sharing stories and rumors about recent happenings. He was the only one not socializing and realized how much he wanted to fit in. He walked into the other frogs' conversations and listened in. It was the only thing he could do without getting himself into an awkward situation by butting into their conversation. Giroro and Garuru were busy talking about the progress about the invasion. Taruru tuned it out. Invading this planet would be a piece of cake and he was amazed at how that failure of a platoon still managed to not conquer this puny planet.

He walked over to Zoruru and Dororo. Dororo was apologizing, trying to get Zoruru out of his traumatic state, but to no avail. Apologies were boring too.

Tororo was still trying to get away from Kururu, who was playfully begging him not to leave him alone, and Keroro had taken Pururu by her hand inside to help prepare a special meal to celebrate the Garuru platoon's arrival. Pururu's cooking was delicious, but she didn't cook often and the platoon usually resorted to eating junk food, which explained the large amount of empty chip bags and the sort that was laying around in Tororo's room. Pururu tried to keep the ship stocked with more healthy snacks, but Tororo always seemed to have a secret stash of those unhealthy things somewhere in the ship.

"Hello Taruru!" a voice from behind Taruru quickly exclaimed. Taruru flinched and turned around to see Tamama, who was carrying a bag of Pekoponian chips and smiling gleefully towards him.

"Tamama, don't sneak up on me like that!" he said.

"Let's do some training today!" Tamama said as he stuffed a handful of chips into his mouth. It was almost as bad as Tororo's appetite.

"I'd rather not."

"Huh? Why?"

"We're here strictly on business. I can't waste time training because we're on a mission."

"That's not what the sergeant told me."

Taruru cringed. So he knew the real reason why they were there, and why wouldn't he? Garuru had told Kururu to spread the news, and he had done just that. He decided to try one more time to throw him off.

"I'm serious. There were sightings of space bandits on Alien Street a few days ago, and we're here to investigate."

Tamama's eyes drooped. He wasn't impressed by Taruru's failed attempts at lying.

"Why would you lie about a vacation, Taruru?" Tamama asked. The cheerful expression reappeared on his face as more chips entered his mouth and into his stomach. Taruru came clean and told him how he felt about Pekopon.

"Because I don't want to be here. It's a really boring place and there's not much to do here. Seriously, your sergeant should've picked a better planet to invade."

"Don't talk about the sergeant that way!" Tamama had dropped his bag of chips and his face showed that he had gone to the other side of his bipolarity. He was breathing heavily with the crazed look that always accompanied it. He ignored the threat and started to walk away.

"Everyone come inside! Lunch is ready!" Taruru was relieved that something had come up to interrupt their conversation. He quickly rushed inside of the house; he was craving Pururu's cooking. A table near the kitchen was set with extra chairs for the extra guests and at each seat was a bowl of fruit. Pururu apologized for the lack of extravagance of the meal and blamed Keroro's lack of quality ingredients.

"All that was there was some fruit, so I made a fruit salad and divided it for the ten of us," she said.

Giroro and Garuru sat together, still talking about invasions, and the other pairs of frogs followed suit, except for Tororo and Zoruru. Tororo traded places with Dororo and sat next to Zoruru instead, who was opposite of Kururu. It was the ideal spot for someone who did not want to get harassed by a certain yellow frog. They dug into their meal, but still spared some time for more conversation between bites. It wasn't Pururu's usual meal, but if it was made by her, it had to be good. Taruru ate his share of the fruit and was as satisfied as expected. He peered around the table, observing those around him. Kururu had somehow found a way to convince Zoruru to switch places with him and was now poking Tororo with a strawberry. This was perhaps the most amusing thing Taruru had seen since their arrival and hoped that it would continue for his own sake of dealing with the lack of interesting things to do on Pekopon. He then peered over at Tamama, whose bowl hadn't even been touched. He was too busy eating another bag of chips. This time, it was a different flavor, but still the same unhealthiness.

"Are you going to eat your fruit, Tamama?" Taruru asked. He was still hungry and one bowl of fruit wouldn't be enough to satisfy him.

Tamama sat in thought for a moment then replied with a simple "no." Taruru quickly took the bowl of fruit off his hands and finished it as quickly as he finished the first. Pretty soon Taruru was going around the table inspecting everyone's bowls, seeing if they had some extra fruit in them. If they did, he asked for them, and they usually could care less if he ate their fruit or not. In the end, Taruru had consumed about four bowls of fruit (if you're wondering whose bowls, then I'll leave it up to you to decide, not that it matters). Stuffed, Taruru went back to his seat with his belly full of fruit. Tamama continued to conversate with him for a bit, but it was apparent that Taruru didn't want to keep socializing with him, not for the rest of the day at the very least.

There were still many hours of daylight left to burn, and Taruru wondered how they would spend it. He'd rather just sleep through the whole day and night, but Pururu would probably nag at him about it, and a nagging Pururu was something that he didn't want to deal with. The constant reminders and her health concerns were helpful, but it got annoying when she kept repeating herself.

With everybody's bowls of fruit gone, Keroro stood up on the table, ready to announce his plan for the day.

"Everybody! Listen up! While the Garuru platoon is on vacation we're going to go sightseeing around the world!" he shouted triumphantly.

"What?" Of course, Giroro was there to oppose the idea. "With two platoons, we should try to conquer Pekopon. It'll be easier and we'll have more firepower!"

In response, Garuru pointed out that his platoon was on vacation and would have no part in an invasion plan on their relaxing stay there, much to Giroro's disappointment. Keroro thanked Garuru and continued to tell the details of his plan.

"We'll be seeing the Seven Wonders of the World!" Everyone except Keroro was confused and had no clue what these seven wonders were. He proceeded to explain to the group of clueless frogs. After much explaining and detailing of these supposedly beautiful man-made architectural creations, all the members of both platoons finally understood, and all except one (by now, you can guess who) were looking forward to the trip.

It sounded promising to Taruru and hoped that it wouldn't end in another big disappointment.

He'd had enough of those.

Okay, so the end of the first chapter. I'd really appreciate some feedback on this. In fact, I'm begging for some feedback. This is the first Taruru story I've seen and I'm not sure how to view Taruru, who's only been in a handful of episodes and there are no other fanfics to help base his personality.

Also, because I can't live without writing some form of angst and or romance, if you want, you can suggest a pairing (must be Taruru) with any of the other Keronians. I don't even care who. You could even suggest TaruPuru for all I care. She could've been cheating on Keroro, but whatever.

Just a little request I have.

Or, if you'd rather have this romance and angst free, that's okay too. I'm fine with any possibility.

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