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"Speaking"

'Thoughts'

Author Speaking

Chapter 4

"I'm Hinata Natsumi and I like sports."

Giroro nearly fell out of his seat at hearing the familiar voice, 'Natsumi! I must not have noticed her when I came in…'

His thoughts trailed off when he could feel her glaring at him.

'Why does she keep staring at me? ...Oh shit, could she have already figured out who we are already?' He went rigid and stood perfectly still as she burned a hole in the back of his head, wishing she would just stop staring at him.

He sat stiff and uncomfortable as his comrades introduced themselves by their fake pekoponian names.

Then his turn came, "Senshi Ginjiro?"

"I'm Ginjiro, I like high class military weaponry." He spoke in a gruff voice trying to get his turn over with quick as possible.

Then the teacher spoke again, "Alright! That should be everybo-"

Thunk.

Giroro turned when he heard Natsumi hit the ground. His crush's body lay unconscious on the floor and he sat in shock for a moment staring.

"Nats-" He tried to stand up from his desk and go to her but he was held back by a strong hand.

"Corporal, restrain yourself," Dororo's voice said gently but with unmistakable force, "Koyuki and Saburo will take care of her, just ignore it for now. We can't have our entire mission go to hell just because you can't control yourself."

Giroro sat back down and watched out of the corner of his eye as the ninja girl carried Natsumi out of the room with permission from the teacher.

The rest of first period flew by along with the next four while Giroro waited worriedly for Koyuki and Natsumi to return from the school nurse, before he knew it he was sitting in the lunch room with the rest of the platoon.

"Well Natsumi's clearly on to us…" Dororo said with a sigh, "So as much as it pains me to even say this, should we eliminate her?"

"No!" Giroro shouted quickly, "Give it time, she might not really recognize us, maybe it's just a coincidence!"

"Giro- I mean Ginjiro, calm down. Nothing has been decided yet." Keroro said stumbling over his words.

"Yeah, I agree with Ginjiro," Tamama said with a chirpy tone, "We should wait it out and see before just offing her!"

"You wouldn't be saying that if it were Angol Mois we were talking about," Kururu scoffed, poking fun at his friend.

"Nah, I'm over her," The feminine sophomore said hugging Keroro, "As long as I have you! Right babe?"

"Right honey," Keroro said sweetly nuzzling Tamama affectionately.

"Ugh, get a room you two," Giroro said jokingly.

Tamama, now known as Tamiko Shittobukai, had short dark blue hair and shining black eyes on his small rounded face. He had a tan-ish hat with dog ear flaps that matched Keroro's but his had a small half green, half yellow, pointed heart embroidered on it where Keroro's star was. He had a dark blue trimmed white t-shirt with the pointed heart displayed brightly on the front and wore simple brown shorts.

"Look, all I'm saying is that if she becomes an hindrance to our mission, then she will need to disappear, fast." Dororo said grimly trying to keep his team mates on track.

"Kero! When did you become so involved our mission Daichi?" Keroro exclaimed, "I remember you as being all protect the earth and all its inhabitants last time we were here!"

"Returning to Keron helped me to remember why I became an assassin in the first place…" He replied darkly, "And why I must continue to do so."

"Well suit yourself," Giroro said brushing the matter aside, "I just can't wait for school to end so I can hurry back to base and finish stocking weaponry, we are dangerously low on hand grenades because some people just can't fucking help themselves, now can they!" He yelled, glaring daggers at Keroro.

"I almost forgot! Kurou, I need you to..." Keroro said quickly, trying to steer the conversation away from his incident yesterday but fell short when he realised the Sergeant Major was gone, "Kurou? Where'd he go?"

"Who knows, that guys got more than one screw loose if you ask me," Giroro answered bravely, but still glancing around to make sure the psychotic scientist wasn't within earshot.

"I'm sure he's busy installing surveillance systems or somthing like that," Keroro said trustingly.

"Yippie! Then we can spy on the pekoponians!" Tamama said a little too loudly and was immediately shushed by his upperclassmen.

"Well anyways, we still have to-" Giroro was cut off by a high pitched scream coming from outside.

"Kero? I think I know that scream…" Keroro wondered, wracking his memory.

"Come on, we'd better go check it out!" Dororo said with worry laced in his tone as he dashed off toward the source of the scream.

"Yep!" Giroro said as he broke into a run.

"Ten bucks says it's Kururu's fault!" Tamama called as he dashed after him.

"Wait up you guys!" Keroro yelled as he bolted after his friends.

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