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"Speaking"

'Thoughts'

Author Speaking

Chapter 5

As the four keronians-turned-pekoponians ran through the hallway, Dororo stopped for a moment to quickly grab his sword from his locker sliding it silently into the empty sheath across his back. The wooden handled sword probably couldn't be called a sword anymore, since the weapon was made for a keronian so it seemed like a tiny knife in his human hands. Kururu had offered to make him a new one, but he stubbornly kept his old sword saying it was very precious to him.

They continued running through the unfamiliar hallways as another scream, closer this time, helped point them in the right direction. They burst through the school doors following the sounds of the girly scream and emerged in the school's outdoor sports field where one of the younger classes were playing soccer.

Another scream ripped through the air as a powerful kick sent the ball flying right at the goalie's head. The goalie squeezed his eyes shut and pulled his hands over his head in fear as the ball came shooting towards him.

Giroro relaxed as he realised there was no danger, "Oh, It's just-"

"Fuyuki!" Keroro yelled as he bulleted towards his old friend purely on instinct.

"Oh fuck!" Giroro roared, grabbing a grenade from his jacket pocket and preparing to chuck it.

"Wait no!" Dororo said quickly snatching the explosive device from his hand before the trigger happy corporal could pull out the deadly pin, "Where the hell did you even get this!?"

Keroro launched himself in front of his human friend just in time, deflecting the speeding soccer ball with his head and protecting Fuyuki.

"...What?" Fuyuki looked up confused when he hadn't been hit.

Keroro lay sprawled out on the ground in front of his friend, half unconscious from the strong blow he had taken to the head, "I'd take… a bullet for you, my darling." He said, his words sounded slurred and muffled because he didn't have the energy left to move his face off the ground.

Tamama, Giroro, and Dororo all rushed over to their idiotic leader and Giroro quickly picked him up by the ankles, carrying him like a sack of potatoes as Tamama scrambled around trying to see if he was seriously hurt.

"Heh heh, sorry about that… Our friend doesn't exactly have all his lights on upstairs if you know what I mean…" Dororo hurriedly explained to Fuyuki in an embarrassed tone.

"Uh… Yeah," A very confused Fuyuki replied, scratching the back of his head.

Dororo turned on his heel and rushed to catch up with his teammates, 'Good, I don't think he suspects anything… I'd hate to have to get rid of him.'

"I'd better take this idiot to the infirmary," Giroro said though his flimsy excuse failed to hide his desire to see Natsumi, who was most likely still in the nurses office.

"Stop carrying my honey muffin like that! Your just gonna hurt him more!" Tamama ordered with a groan from Keroro.

"Hey Tamiko, aren't you in Fuyuki's class?" Dororo asked the second class private.

"Yep, why?" Tamama responded tearing his attention away from his wounded boyfriend.

"Then why aren't you in gym class with him?" Dororo finished with a questioning look in his eyes.

Tamama froze in his tracks as the realization dawned on him.

"Yeah, don't sophomores even have a different lunch schedule then we do?" Giroro offered now that he thought about it.

"Oh no! I'm missing class!" Tamama exclaimed before sprinting back the way they had came.

Giroro couldn't help but laugh, almost dropping Keroro in the process.

"I'm going to spend the last few minutes of our break searching for Kurou, you just take him to the nurses, okay?"

"Yeah, now this whole situation's got me paranoid, where the hell is that bastard?" Giroro said almost fearfully, "Hm? Daichi?" Giroro turned around but the ninja had already vanished.

"Freaking ninjas…" He grumbled to himself as he shifted Keroro's body weight to his other shoulder, earning a satisfying squeak from the unconscious Sergeant.

They arrived at the nurse's office shortly after and Giroro practically threw Keroro down on one of the stiff cots. Giroro explained the situation to the nurse and scanned the room for his crush before realising she wasn't there.

'She must have woken up and gone back to class…' He thought with some relief, but his relief was short lived as other awful outcomes came to mind, 'What if they took her to the hospital, what if she and Koyuki got lost on the way here, what if Dororo got impatient and decided to kill her off just to be safe!'

He felt his pulse quicken but forcefully shook the unpleasant thoughts from his mind.

'I'm sure everything's fine.' He lied to himself.

After the nurse ran a series of tests and determined Keroro in fact did not have a concussion, -much to Giroro's disappointment- Giroro sat in a folding chair next to the bed and waited irritably for his leader to wake up, tapping his foot impatiently on the tiled floor. But before long the school bell chimed signaling the start of fifth period and had to return to class.

Giroro stamped down the hallway and slammed the door of his next class to find Kururu sitting with Dororo who was giving him a questioning look. He shot them a look that said, 'Stay the fuck back,' and sat down in his seat with a scowl painted on his face.

'Great, just fucking great! First day of fucking school and already we've already almost been found out twice. God, I can't wait to see if we can break that record tomorrow!' He felt his trigger finger twitch dangerously and he felt like if he couldn't kill something in the next three seconds he was going to explode.

The teacher introduced herself and went to work blabbing on about physics while Giroro was left to this thoughts of glorious bloody murder.

Baka Keroro… -_-

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I used soccer instead of football in this chapter cause I didn't want to confuse any of my American readers, yes I do know it is actually called football so don't go complaining about it in your review.

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