K, so the first chapter takes place in the real universe and the rest will be AU. Basically this is a personality swap story. What is a personality swap au you might ask?
Well I'm here to answer, basically its everyone with sort of opposite personalities. Ever wanted to see Tamama super chill and eating veggies? Here. Nice Kululu? Yep. Cowardly and shy Natsumi, also here.
Hope you enjoy.
Also this is my first story with Dorokoyu as one of the main pairings. Lets hope I can do it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Unsatisfying was an odd word. How did one know what they themselves wanted? How did someone know if something was completely satisfying. Did they have a deep hole in their heart that made them feel like something was missing. Just a feeling of 'lose'. And if they knew they had those feelings did they ever admit to them? Or did they do nothing, keeping quiet and burying their dissatisfaction deep down.
If they confessed to it, would their circumstances be different? Or would they be just as ignored as normal?
Both Dororo and Mois didn't know. After all Dororo constantly admitted to his unhappiness and was ignored by nearly everyone. Mois however acted quite happy despite the platoon leaving her out of their activities sometimes and forgetting her. But they hadn't ever picked up that she was unhappy.
Both methods were very different. But neither was helping.
Dororo usually was very open about his dissatisfaction. And if there was one person he didn't ever feel unhappy with it was Koyuki.
"And Keroro just ignored me! Left me there in the forest!" Dororo finished ranting about another story of his childhood.
Koyuki pat him on the back. "Keroro's a jerk." She agreed. She always listened to Dororo. But sometimes she hoped he could focus on the happy moments of his life instead of the unhappy ones.
Dororo blissfully leaned into her bat pack, feeling calm at her agreement. Koyuki was the best. She always listened to his exact complaints.
He noticed that Koyuki had a pen in her hand and some paper. Was she drawing? He peered over her shoulder.
My most important person. The title of the paper read.
A report for school? Dororo wondered. He let a sparrow land on his finger as he smiled. Koyuki must have been writing about him then. After all they were soul mates who lived together. Koyuki was his most important person in the world and he knew Koyuki felt exactly the same for him. "Writing a report for school?"
"The teacher wants us to work on our essay skills. We all have to write about our most important person." Koyuki nodded, "I assume most people are writing about their parents or family members, but I never had any of those. And anyway I have new people in my life besides the ninja clan."
"I'm sure some people are writing about their most important friend though." Dororo reassured, "Or even their lover." He laughed briefly, "I remember writing a similar report in school, ah I wrote about Keroro only to learn that Keroro had written about himself!" Dororo became teary eyed. "It wasn't even that he was my most important person at that time...He told me to write about him! I turned in a 50 page essay!" He bawled, wiping away his tears.
Koyuki pulled him into her arms, trying to comfort him. Almost any conversation turned into a bad memory about Keroro.
"But I can finally put that memory aside, Lady Koyuki." Dororo wiped away his tears, "I am so honored that you are writing about me! May I read it when you are done? Or is it a secret what you have written?" Dororo was smiling so much. He was so happy that Koyuki cared so much for him.
Koyuki frowned, rubbing her arm awkwardly. He thought she was writing about him? She knew that because of their strong friendship it was a legitimate idea to have, that she'd be writing about her best friend Dororo. "Umm..." She laughed nervously. How could she tell him she wasn't writing about him and he wasn't her 'most important' "Actually I kind of forgot-" She covered her mouth. The f word was a big trigger word for Dororo.
She sighed. It was time to just be honest with him. "I'm so sorry! But my report is actually about Natsumi..." Koyuki admitted apologizing. She didn't know why Dororo had forgotten that her most important person was usually Natsumi. She was quite honest about her affection for her friend. And the subject of who she valued more had never come up before.
Because of Dororo's awkward misunderstanding they were finally talking about it.
Dororo stared at her for a moment and Koyuki was afraid he'd crack, blowing away to dust. He then laughed for a second. "Ah! I see! The people at school probably don't know you're living with your f-friend, huh? And it might bring up too many questions if you wrote about me." Dororo laughed nervously. "Do not worry, lady Koyuki. I am not offended in the least bit. I see you looking at me, quite worried. But I actually love the relationship you have with lady Natsumi." Dororo bowed. "Please continue to write about her."
Koyuki grinned. She shouldn't have had worried about Dororo being jealous or something. His heart was big enough to accept that there were other people in Koyuki's life and he was always quite kind.
Secretly though, despite Dororo's smile, he felt quite hurt. Not enough to blame Koyuki, but a little sad nonetheless. After all, he was quite forward about the fact that he believed he and Koyuki were soul mates and it hurt a lot that she didn't completely see him the same way. He knew she wasn't not writing about him because he was an alien, but because she had forgotten. He wished that Koyuki could have seen him the same way that he saw her, an important irreplaceable person that she cherished.
But there was no use being bitter about the fact that she had named Natsumi as her most important. It wasn't Koyuki's fault.
Even though the day has started off bad though, it's bound to get better though. Dororo reminded himself. Today was the day of a party his platoon was having and he was quite excited about it. They were celebrating all their past accomplishments as a platoon with a slide show and cake. And if there was picture evidence of their adventures it was bound to include him, right?
He would have a nice fun time with his other friends. He had to stay optimistic.
It wasn't just Dororo who was having a bad day, slowly realizing that the people they cared about probably didn't feel fully the same about them. Angol Mois was also having a pretty crummy day, but normal by Angol Mois standards.
She was hanging out with her beloved Uncle, gathering his trash in a trash bag when he threw discarded parts of his gundam box away.
But of course whenever she hung out with Keroro, Tamama was bound to show up to ruin things. Or at least attempt to. For some reason he never wanted her to have any moments alone with Keroro, and although she was completely happy about all three of them spending time together like one big family she sure wished Tamama would be less violent and screamy about their time together.
"Stop gifting her with your trash, Mr. Sergeant! Or is this a metaphor for how she's a trash can?" Tamama screeched.
"Look all three of us are kind of trash cans. We can't pick sides on the big trash can debate." Keroro tried to reason with him.
"I have a trash bag too! And it's black like my soul!" Tamama hissed waving a trash bag around. "I can gather up more of your trash than her!" He threw one of Keroro's gundam into the bag.
Keroro cried. "That's limited edition! It's not trash!"
Tamama frowned. He didn't want Keroro disappointed in him. "It's your fault woman!" he blamed Angol Mois for his own problems. "If you weren't here me and Mr. Sergeant would already be banging in the closet!"
"Ummm...Already wiped the last sentence from my own memory..." Keroro coughed awkwardly.
"Um, Tamama it's all right." Mois tried to reassure him. "How about we clean up this room together? I can help you! It'll be a great activity for us to bond!"
Tamama grabbed a pair of scissors. "I'll show you bonding." His plan was simple to stab at her trash bag, spilling the remains of trash all over Keroro's clean floor and forcing her to do an annoying task of cleaning it up. But when he charged at her he missed stabbing at her leg instead.
Mois screamed for a second, in minor pain. She covered the wound with her hand, looking at it worriedly. "It's all right-" She tried to reassure Tamama.
"My bad. Uhhh but I guess that works too." Tamama shrugged, "Wait, no what if you use your injury to get pity from Mr. Sergeant! What if he carries you off into the hilltops? I can be injured too! Then I'll get the romantic Mr. Sergeant moment!"
Mois frowned. Tamama wasn't even the least apologetic that he had just stabbed her. "Um...Uncle, may I have a band-aid?" She looked at Keroro lovingly knowing he'd help her.
He wasn't paying attention at all that Mois was bleeding and in pain. Instead he was painting a Gundam.
"...Uncle?" Mois asked, "Hello? I'm in a lot of pain here...Can I please have your loving help and support?"
"Yo Tamama go find some support for me. I don't want to get up." Keroro sighed, lazily. He didn't really know what Mois was talking about.
"hehehe, you just got ignored woman!" Tamama laughed.
Mois frowned. Did...Keroro not care about her at all? Was she not as important as a Gundam model?
She smiled despite her pain, this was normal for her, being ignored by the one she loved and bullied by Tamama. She just wished that Keroro could care a little more about her, be a little more prince charming like. Just like he was in her fantasies.
She'd get a band-aid for herself.
If there was one other person besides Tamama that Mois wrongfully labeled as a friend and trusted with her life, it was Kululu.
And she trusted him a lot. Enough to even complain to him at least a little bit about her Keroro problems. It was a pity for her that Kululu was sick and tired of hearing about Keroro- most of what came out of Mois's mouth about her Uncle was about how perfect he was and how much she adored and loved him and hearing about it was not only tiring it was annoying.
"And then he just ignored me! I just wish Uncle would care about me a little more, you know? But I'm sure he'll grow and learn, once we're married after all you could say, happily ever after?" Mois ranted at her desk.
Kululu sighed, "For the last time, I do not want to hear about this. I told you yesterday and I told you the day before I do not support you and the captain together, so I don't care about your little love issues. I've got better things to do than hear about people's relationships. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu crossed his arms.
Mois frowned. "That's not very nice of you to not support us. Doesn't everyone's best friend support their dreams and want them to be happy? Shouldn't you support my quest for romance since we're friends?" Mois asked.
"I don't have friends." Kululu corrected her, "So nope, not obligated to support any disgusting quest of romance between you and the captain. Ku, ku, ku." He watched Mois's smile drop to a frown. Maybe she finally got the idea to leave me alone. Or better yet maybe that made her feel angry. I'm such a jerk! Ku, got to be a jerk till the end. Even to my co-worker. It would be so nice if she got angry. I can just imagine her adorable little anger. Ohh maybe she'll even try to destroy the planet just for me!
"You poor thing." Mois said instead, "What do you mean you don't have any friends? You have me and Saburo!" She reminded him. She always wished that Kululu could be prouder of himself and people could like him as much as she did.
Kululu frowned. He didn't want her pity! She had turned his insult into something to be kind about. "Saburo's a wave-buddy, not a friend. And you are not a friend either." He corrected, crossing his arms and spinning around in his chair to glare at her.
"What am I then?" Mois covered her mouth, "Is it something closer? I didn't know that!"
"N-no!" Kululu denied, "We're..."
"Friends with benefits?" Mois asked.
"What?" Kululu asked slightly shocked, his glasses slightly cracking.
"You know, because we have the benefit of having a rich and wonderful relationship of friendship!" Mois smiled.
"That's not how that term goes." Kululu narrowed his eyes. "No we're co-workers. Nothing more, maybe less. Ku, ku, ku."
Mois frowned. Just co-workers? She had thought they were really good friends! She had always thought of Kululu as a sort of light in her life, shining in support and happiness. He was her best friend. But now she was learning he didn't even feel the same for her. She wasn't even on the level of friendship.
"I don't care about my relationship with others. So there's no need for me to have friends. And if I did I especially wouldn't be friends with something kind, pure and sparkly like you! Ku, ku, ku." Kululu covered his face. "Stop looking at me like that...With your lip quivering like that. It's unsettling. Stop!" He begged.
Mois turned away so he didn't have to deal with her staring at him. She didn't feel angry at Kululu for being honest, she just felt a little sad. Maybe even bitter. Why wasn't she good enough to be his friend?
When she finished her work, Kululu noticed that she was very quiet maybe even attempting to give him the silent treatment. She then dropped a bunch of paperwork on Kululu's desk, loudly, glared at him and then turned away.
Maybe I under-valued how she thought of me. I kind of wanted her to yell at me instead, not give me some weird silent treatment. Kululu sighed. It was better than her staring at him though.
Still, he'd give her some time away from him for her to cool down. He didn't want her to start staring at him and beg him to admit that they were friends. He knew how deeply afraid he was of her, if she manipulated him like that he'd definitely give in. And his cool attitude of having no friends would go down the toilet.
So he decided to leave her alone to deal with this on her own.
It was 4'o clock. The time of the party. Although Mois was a tiny bit late she did eventually arrive, along with Dororo.
Although they didn't enter the same way, they saw the same thing. And it was that the Keroro Platoon had started the party without them.
Keroro and Tamama were laughing along with Giroro who was scolding them. Natsumi was begrudgingly complimenting the 'stupid frog' and Fuyuki was cheering on his friend.
The slide-shows were going on a big screen with Kululu operating the computer.
"Kululu." Mois walked up to him, "What's going on? I thought that operating the slide-show clicker thing was like my job." She pointed out. She was always rather proud of her somewhat pointless jobs.
"That's a dumb job anyway. Is it really a big deal that you're not doing it?" Tamama pointed out.
"Ku. I thought you weren't coming so I got started without you." Kululu assumed. Mois glared at him. Of course she was coming! Wasn't she invited to the party just like everybody else? She had done a lot of work helping this platoon even though she wasn't paid like them or part of it.
"Yeah! I mean this is kind of a platoon adventure party." Keroro reminded her, "And you aren't really part of the platoon so I didn't know if you were coming..."
Mois frowned. "Natsumi and Fuyuki are right there! And they aren't part of the platoon." She pointed, "Why do you include them more than me when I do about as much work as the rest of you!" She neglected to mention that she actually did more work than Keroro. She didn't want to insult him. "I help too!"
"I'm really sorry, Mois. I didn't even notice you weren't here yet. I should have beaten up the stupid frog for starting without you." Natsumi tried to console her friend, reaching out to pat her back.
Mois swatted her hand away. She read between the lines. Natsumi hadn't even noticed that she wasn't there. She didn't pay attention to her.
Instead of joining the party, she stormed off. It wasn't like they wanted her anyway even though she had contributed to their platoon too.
Dororo looked around too, just as excluded as Mois. "What about me? You started without me too. And I'm a part of this platoon unlike Mois...Did...Did you forget about me again?" He started getting teary eyed. He should have known this would happen.
Keroro face-palmed. "Oops! I forgot to even invite you!" He realized. He looked around. There wasn't an extra chair out for Dororo.
"But...I got the invitation...Wait, you gave an invitation to Lady Koyuki, that was the invitation I read...You invited Koyuki over me? Your actual platoon mate?" Dororo realized crying.
"My bad." Keroro told him.
Dororo sunk to the corner, "This is just like the time you threw me a surprise party Keroro, and forgot to invite me, so you celebrated my birthday without me...And when I came you hadn't even gotten me a chair..." Dororo cried, having his trauma switch on.
"Oh Dororo, suck it up. You're here now." Giroro grunted and pointed out.
"Ku, ku, ku. Your life sucks! How funny!" Kululu laughed at his pain.
Dororo stood up. "Maybe I should just leave! I bet you guys wouldn't even care!"
Nobody noticed his desperate plea for attention.
Dororo ran out of the room crying and cursing Keroro's name. "I hate you Keroro!"
Dororo was miserable. Today was a miserable awful day. He walked by himself to the park, hoping the nice green grass would calm him.
He saw Mois sitting on a swing-set, sniffing and being by her own lonesome, just as miserable as him.
Dororo walked over to her. "You know, you forgot me too. You were part of the planning committee. Shouldn't you have remembered to tell Keroro about giving me an invitation?" Dororo told her, bitter at her too.
Mois sniffed. "At least they remembered that they forgot you! You're lucky to even be forgotten! I'm always excluded from things just because they simply don't care about me." She looked down at her feet.
Dororo felt like snarling at her. But he just gave a disapproving frown. "Don't say I'm lucky for being forgotten. You don't know my pain, you don't understand the true pain of being ignored. All my life Keroro has forgotten about me. You wouldn't know what it's like. So don't say I have it better." Dororo sat down next to her.
"At least you weren't raised by him." Mois reminded.
Dororo instantly felt bad. That was true. He had no idea what kind of figure Keroro would be in someone's life, considering how irresponsible he was.
"He hurt me so many times. And people forget me so much. You're the lucky one, at least you can always smile about it." Dororo sat down by her side. He knew Mois hadn't done anything wrong but he was very miserable and slightly angry. They both were and this caused them to yell at each other.
"At least people like you. They know you're the sweet nice one. I wish people liked me like that. I mean they know I'm nice, maybe I just don't leave that much of an impression on them to actually care. But you...You at least have someone who cares about you above all else. Koyuki. I wish I had a Koyuki. Your friendship is beautiful." Mois looked down at her feet and softly swinged.
Dororo snorted. His friendship with Koyuki wasn't perfect. She didn't care about him as much as he did.
"Heck, you even have a platoon of friends when they remember you! You have support if you really needed it. I...I wish I had a platoon." Mois said.
"I sometimes wish I didn't." Dororo admitted, "And my relationships aren't perfect. I would give anything to just be remembered...Anything..."
He and Mois became quiet. They both wanted similar things, but they knew they might never come to them. They had tried their hardest on their own after all.
They were done yelling. They were just sad. All they had was their hopes and dreams and their wishes.
A bird flew in the sky above them, circling and listening to their conversation. Unaware to them it was a passing alien that found it amusing to grant wishes and create fractures in reality transporting people to a multi-verse where they could in fact have what they wanted.
"Your wish has been granted." A soft voice spoke in both their heads and a bright light fell atop of the park, covering both of them.
"Eek!" Mois and Dororo both screamed covering their eyes from the light. But when they opened them again they were in the same exact place they had started out in. The park.
Not a single thing was out of place.
"Did...Did you hear...Never mind..." Mois decided it must have just been her imagination.
"I think I've moped enough. I'm going back home to Lady Koyuki. Maybe it was a good thing we talked." Dororo tried to put some meaning into their conversation, "At least I know I'm not alone in my complaints."
Mois nodded. "Bye-bye!"
Dororo waved at her and the two went their separate ways. They were unaware that anything had changed because of their personal desires.
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