I got lazy, I am sorry.
Despite being in okay circumstances Tamama still tried to somewhat escape where he was. His main goal was to reunite fully with Keroro instead of just hanging out with him when Fuyuki and Momoka were on dates. He wanted to prove himself to Keroro and invade the planet by himself.
Invasion was his goal.
Keroro was the same way. Despite the two being separated he thought the same things.
I'm glad Fuyuki lets me visit Tamama, but I want to be with him for good. I need to find my other comrades as well. Keroro remembered. He was afraid to try to escape, but he wanted to.
Momoka usually just gave Tamama a thrashing when he tried to escape. Nothing permanent. Keroro however was still too afraid to leave Fuyuki.
He didn't know what Fuyuki would do to him if he left. But eventually he managed to reach keron on Fuyuki's radio.
"The Keroro platoon is requesting a rescue mission." Keroro begged Keron.
"We can't come to help you." Keron replied, "Keron officially pulled out of the invasion on Pekopon. You're on your own."
"But-" Keroro bit his lip.
"It's over! You're ditched." The speaker laughed, "Good-bye forever. Try your hardest, okay?" The radio switched off.
Keroro hands shook. So he was on his own to save his platoon.
But I have no idea where Giroro and Kululu are! He was happy that he at least knew that Tamama was safe. "Giroro, Kululu...I hope you're okay."
His other two platoon members were a mystery. And he wanted to find them.
He stood on a telephone pole surveying the Hinata House. His eyes glistened with rage as he overheard Keroro's conversation.
"Giroro and Kululu, huh?" He hissed, "Not Zeroro? Oh everybody forgets Zeroro!" He threw up his hands in annoyance. He had worked so hard to find Keroro and Tamama, figure out their locations.
But they didn't want him. Keroro had completely forgotten about him and Tamama was happy to just be in Keroro's company.
Zeroro, or as he was now known, Dororo, frowned deeply. It wasn't like I cared I suppose. I knew they forgot about me. It had been five months since they had arrived on Pekopon and nobody had ever said a word to him, nobody had looked for him.
The first month he had been bitter, hopeful that his former friends would look for him. But now he was no longer.
Zeroro was gone. Dororo was here now. He had different goals, and although his goals involved finding Keroro and Tamama he tried not to let his personal anger at them fuel his mission.
He smiled to himself, allowing the breeze to touch his mouth. It was nice to not have to wear a mask and to breathe pekopon air.
"Keroro, Tamama, I'll deal with you later." He wanted his revenge in one foul dose after all. And Kululu and Giroro he had yet to locate, although his partner had said she had gotten a lead on both of them.
Kululu might very well be dead by now, but Giroro was still a mystery. Dororo hoped Koyuki could find that other traitor.
Looking around at the ground, Dororo focused on the form of an alien singing. He looked like a pekoponian but he was still causing trouble giving everybody afros.
It was time for Dororo to fly in and defend the planet. He quickly jumped over to Dansu Masu.
"A keronian!" Dansu Masu laughed, "Don't out me as an alien, okay?" He hummed, swinging his hips wildly and dancing. "I mean you won't. We're on the same side."
Dororo's eyes sparkled. "I am no longer on the pitiful side of evil. The pekoponians are right about us aliens. All we want to do is invade and hurt them. I will not be like you." He didn't touch his sword at his side.
He only needed it after he was done after all. He moved forward to do his token blow, he jumped up to Dansu Masu and kissed him on the lips.
"WHOA! I didn't know you swung that way!" Dansu Masu laughed. As soon as he said that his legs crumpled between them.
"Poison lipstick is rather wonderful, isn't it?" Dororo smiled, "Nobody ever suspects, and best yet nobody can forget. Interesting choice of last words."
Dansu Masu started coughing up blood. "W-why...Why you're an alien, just like me."
"This planet is my home now. And I love it. I will protect it at all costs no matter how many aliens I have to kill." Dororo pulled out his sword.
"That's some sort of terrible justice that a serial killer would say! You're not a hero!" Dansu masu tried to scream. He was lying on his stomach, bleeding out.
Dororo laughed. "Serial killers would have trophies wouldn't they?" He approached Dansu Masu. "Ah...I got it. I think your face will do."
Dansu Masu screamed as Dororo carved the skin of his face off like a rubber mask. By the end of it Dansu masu was dead.
And the pekoponians rejoiced over another alien death.
Five Months Ago During the initial invasion of Pekopon.
Zeroro was frightened as he desperately tried to talk into his communicator. Nobody was responding to his pleas for help.
"Don't worry, I'm in some sort of forest." He told his comrades, "If you need to find me, come here." He would record.
Nobody heard his messages as he walked through the forest. It was oddly high-tech. Some of the trees didn't even look real, instead metallic.
Where am I? Zeroro wanted to be a professional assassin like he was trained for, but without his friends or any word from them he was frightened.
And the forest seemed cryptic. "Guys...Guys? Please respond to me." Zeroro cried.
Nobody responded. Yet again, his messages were ignored. The only person who he got a message from was Keron saying they had left him and even they didn't respond to him.
Eventually he wandered deeper and deeper into the forest. He saw a bunch of pekoponian boys playing. He switched on his anti-barrier.
"An alien!" They screamed and pointed. For some reason they saw through his disguise.
Zeroro brought out his sword. "Do not move any closer or else I will be forced to use force against you." He hissed.
The boys moved closer. "Let's bring him to the government for dissection!" One said.
"No, let's hurt him here! Let's tear him apart limb from limb!" Another said.
Zeroro backed away, his foot caught itself in a trap. "AUGH!"
"What a pitiful little alien, he's not even that noticeable. He forgot to check for traps. Clumsy." The boys laughed.
They all cornered him.
Ah...So this is what Keron was talking about about the pekoponians knowing about us. They were going to hurt him, going to harm him.
Memories of all the pain he had suffered throughout his life flashed through his mind, mistakes Keroro had made and from sickness. He didn't want to be hurt when he was alone.
He started crying and sniffling almost pathetically as one boy reached for his hand to severe his fingers. His sword clashed to the ground.
He was an assassin he was supposed to be skilled. But he didn't want to hurt children even if they were going to harm him.
Someone jumped down from the trees. It was clearly a woman, dressed in a high-tech sort of armor looking like a knight. She wore a mask and had a light saber.
"That's enough." The girl stopped the children, "He's crying. And attacking an opponent who's crying is wrong."
"He's an alien! Let's hurt him!" The boys chanted, "He's evil!"
Zeroro shook his head, "Please.." He glanced at the girl, "I'll do anything. Please help me." His leg hurt from the days of wandering in the forest and his voice was strained from crying for his friends. "Don't leave me."
The ninja girl nodded. To Zeroro's shock she stabbed all of the children with little sleeping darts. They fell to the ground.
"Thank you..." Zeroro tried to limp out of his trap. The ninja girl bent down to help him out of it. "But I don't understand. Aren't aliens your enemy in your culture?"
"Your crying and whining were so pitiful. I've been watching you for days crying for your friends." The girl told him, "I suppose it won me over in a way, I felt sorry for you."
"But I'm an alien-" Zeroro pointed out.
"I decide who I do or don't like." The ninja girl frowned and did a hand flick with her hair, "And you seem like a good alien." She bent down to inspect his leg. "You're badly injured. You won't survive in this forest if I leave you."
Zeroro looked at her pitiful and whined a bit like a dog, desperate to have help.
The ninja girl sighed. "I can bring you back to my tribe for treatment. Even though you're an alien the laws are pretty strict that if you get to the ninja tribe you're there to stay. Your their property and their family. A friend for life."
Zeroro looked as if he was considering this. It would mean abandoning Keron same as they abandoned him. "My name is Zeroro, thank you for saving me."
"Koyuki Azumaya." The girl told him. He could tell that she wouldn't let any small creature get hurt and was quite kind.
She carried him to her village but stopped during the journey. "I forgot!" She hit her head. "You can't go in there."
"Because I'm an alien?" Zeroro asked.
"Because you aren't wearing a mask. It's considered rude to show your bare face. It's the biggest taboo in my culture. They'll kill you on sight if you don't have a mask on."
Zeroro touched his gas mask.
"No, that doesn't count." Koyuki sighed. "No use helping it. I've decided that you are my project, I'm going to save you no matter what. If ninja are supposed to be knights and heroes of society I want to actually help at least one person." She unhooked the strap of her mask and handed it to him, "Wear mine." She volunteered.
Zeroro took off his gas mask. "Thank you, Lady Koyuki."
Koyuki smiled. And Zeroro noticed how beautiful of a face she really had. It was more beautiful than anything else he had seen on Pekopon.
Even if she was an enchantress in this forest he was okay with that, because for once he was happy and felt like he belonged.
Once they arrived at the hidden village, the village elder and chief was very mad at Koyuki. Zeroro noticed that everyone had the futuristic gear that Koyuki had.
All of them were like sci-fi ninjas. Koyuki had told him a bit about how ninjas were a sort of romantic race of the common people, seen as knights or heroes.
"An outsider!" Everybody hissed and looked around.
Koyuki looked sheepish. "Well, he's here now. He's one of us by our own laws."
Everyone crossed their arms glaring at Koyuki for twisting their laws. "Koyuki...You know how sacred our laws are. And...And you're maskless!" A ninja told her.
"I had to give him one of them so he could get here." Koyuki smiled, "And it's nice to not have a mask."
"You'll have to have the punishment though since you showed an outsider your bare face." The chief told her.
"I thought you'd let me off easy? I'm helping someone out with the power of friendship!" Koyuki admitted.
"He's an alien!" Someone yelled.
"I don't care. He needed my help!" Koyuki cried. She was beginning to sweat about this punishment.
"Did...Did I do something wrong, did I cause trouble?" Zeroro snapped off his mask, handing it back to the chief.
The chief sighed. "No, you did not. And unfortunately thanks to our rules you are one of us now. We can not harm you even if you are an alien. What is your name?"
"Zero...Dororo." Dororo changed his name. He didn't want to be Zeroro anymore. Zeroro was behind him.
"Dororo, we...we will let you show your bare face since you are new...But Koyuki, she's had this coming for a long time. She's a youngin that's never really understood our rules. She operates on her own court of justice instead of ours. It's time to remind her who she is, ninjas are for life. She can't just do what she pleases." The chief sighed.
Dororo's eyes widened. "Will she be killed?"
Ninjas grabbed Koyuki's arm, the girl who helped him. The chief brought out a sword and people started pulling down Koyuki's protective armor.
"No! No! I didn't mean it! I didn't know the rules were that strict! I thought it was just a joke!" Koyuki cried desperately.
"You should know that we're always serious about this sort of thing, Koyuki. You've always been trouble ever since you found this place when you were five and wanted to come home." The chief told her, "For the price of showing your bare face you will lose your face."
Koyuki cried and sniffled as the chief brought his sword down onto Koyuki's skin. He didn't allow her to get anything to numb her as she screamed.
"NO! I won't let you harm her! She...She saved my life. She is my friend!" Dororo yelled, "Assassin magic-" He was about to stop this needless torture of Koyuki as pieces of her skin were carved off like an apple.
"Do not." Someone told him, "If you fight her sacrifice will be meaningless. You will be hurt too." Someone advised.
Dororo just shook his head. "S-stay." Koyuki begged. "Don't get hurt." She begged Dororo.
She screamed again as the tattooing started along her body, the punishment of the taboo and helping an outsider was to get all sorts of tattoos with the word 'failure' and 'traitor' along her body.
Dororo just shook as he watched. By the end Koyuki didn't have a face and she slowly put her mask back on.
"You have been forgiven in full." The chief nodded. "You are here to stay forever."
Koyuki just gave a stiff nod. "I've learned my lesson. I will not help anyone outside of my duties."
It's all my fault. Dororo was shaking. It was all his fault.
Koyuki led him to her hut and pointed to a small bed as she plopped down. She didn't let out any more cries or screams.
Dororo walked over and grabbed her hand. He noticed that Koyuki didn't seem mad at him and instead seemed to act happy at that.
"I'm sorry. It's all my fault." He told her.
"I..." Koyuki couldn't say she didn't regret it. She didn't know Dororo well enough.
"I swear my life will only belong to you from now on. My face will be your face. And I will take however many faces you need to free you from this injustice." Dororo told her.
"I'm fine. They've forgiven me now. The tattoos the face maiming...It will just carry over to my next life is the belief." Koyuki fixed up her clothes. "Now rest. Heal. Your training begins tomorrow."
She was rather cold. Dororo could understand that.
And he did rest although he woke up often to stroke Koyuki's hair and comfort her from her tears.
As the months passed Koyuki stopped regretting her choice. Dororo was a lifelong friend that she wanted to protect and as she trained him he eventually became a lover too.
But Dororo always felt like he owed her. She was his only ally on this planet. His only person. Everyone else had abandoned him.
The ninjas kill aliens to protect the planet, so I will kill as many of my old allies as needed to make it up to her. And he'd take their faces as tokens- for Koyuki.
He would be Koyuki's sword and her shield. He would live the rest of his life for her.
Because nobody else mattered to him. He was no longer a keronian or a member of the Keroro Platoon. He was Dororo, Koyuki's lover. And he would make up for any injustices the culture she loved placed on her.
He would kill the Keroro Platoon. He would kill all the aliens on the planet. And Koyuki would be proud.
Dororo was happy to be in Koyuki's life.
Slowly he started turning more and more evil. He was a traitor to his platoon. All he cared about was this new planet.
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