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"Speaking"

'Thoughts'

Author Speaking

Chapter 6

The last few periods were spent idly for Dororo, listening to the teacher drone on but still keeping a watchful eye on Koyuki and Saburo sitting in the back of the classroom in case they made any suspicious movements. He was honestly worried about Giroro, or moreover worried about what his extreme stressful anger would do to their plans.

The school bell chimed the end of the end of the day and the three keronians in disguise blissfully stepped out of the classroom and were immediately greeted by a smiling Tamama, but his smile faded as he realised Keroro wasn't with them.

"Is Keiji still in the nurses office?" Tamama asked worry laced in his tone.

Giroro responded saying, "Yeah, I guess were just gonna have to carry him back to the b-"

"Did something happen to Keiji?" Giroro almost had a heart attack as a familiar female ninja's voice came from directly behind him.

"Y-yeah, he got hit in the head with a soccer ball," Giroro said still recovering, "Why do you ask?"

"Well he's my classmate isn't he? And you guys seemed to be friends, sooooo clearly I would ask you!" She said with an innocent smile.

"Yeah, I guess… How's Natsumi doing?" Giroro asked trying to sound casual but failing miserably.

"Oh she'll be just fine, they sent her home early thought, just in case!" She replied happily.

Then Saburo walked up and tapped Koyuki on the shoulder, "Come on, we'd better go find Fuyuki and tell him what happened to his sister."

Saburo's gaze traveled over the platoon members shortly before he shot a questioning look at Kururu, and as their eyes met something passed silently between the two in a single fleeting moment. Saburo's face lit up with the most outrageously glorious smirk that had ever existed and without another word he triumphantly turned and disappeared back into the crowd of teenagers.

"Alright! Bye you guys!" Koyuki called over her shoulder, oblivious to the unspoken transaction that had just occurred as she followed Saburo towards the sophomore classrooms.

Dororo was silent throughout the whole conversation and his eyes trailed after Koyuki as she left, his blue eyes held a certain sense of sadness and longing that made you crawl up in a corner for an hour and just think about your life.

"Come on, let's go get my beloved," Tamama said sweetly as soon as the two pekoponians had left and Giroro had to suppress a shudder.

They retrieved their idiotic leader from the infirmary and Giroro obdurately refused to lug Keroro around again. After Tamama attempted to carry his lover but failed miserably, only serving to drag him half out of bed and drop him face first on the floor, Dororo gave in and picked him up like a baby cradled in his arms, with no end of Kururu's snickering as the five of them walked -or were carried- back along the sidewalk towards their base.

"Hey Tamama, ever heard of KeroDoro?" Kururu said with an evil grin on his face.

"Kururu, I swear to god if you don't shut it right now I'll have another body to carry," Dororo said threateningly but his bravado flickered as he cast a nervous glance at the second class private, if he got jealous then nothing would stop him from beating Dororo into the ground.

"Oh just relax you guys, were almost to base," Giroro said with a huff.

They soon arrived at a small one story house with an ugly brown paint job and random patches of tiles missing from the sagging roof.

"Ugh, do we really have to live here?" Tamama said with a frown.

"It's the only house our budget could afford, but we won't be spending much time in the house anyways." Kururu said pushing the door open effortlessly, there was no need for a key because the front door didn't have a lock anyways.

They walked into the strangely bare interior, with no furnishings besides a dusty rug and a broken down old couch that smelled like wet dog. The kitchen was a mess with food stains everywhere and burn marks all around the stove, the cupboards were filled with huge rats that looked like they would either mug you or eat you alive… or both.

Giroro practically ran through the house as quickly as possible before emerging into their tiny backyard where he had set up his red tent the night before, he walked past what remained of the makeshift campfire and pulled up the flap climbing into the large tent.

Tamama kicked the rug aside sending up a cloud of dust.

"Keroro's gonna have a field day cleaning this place up…" Dororo said between fits of coughing.

One the thick dust had settled, a metal trap door with a slight glowing blue complex computerised lock system set into the side was revealed. Kururu slammed his fist against the wall with a dull thunk so a secret panel slid open showing a keypad that emanated the same blue light. Kururu punched in the secret fourteen digit code, 99999999999999, and the heavy trap door slid open with a small hiss spilling blue light everywhere illuminating the drank corridor.

The four teens descended a short flight of metallic stairs making a clink sound with each step they took descending lower into the earth. The new base was much like the old one with twisting and winding corridors leading to rooms upon rooms for just about anything you could imagine. Tamama headed towards the main control room to activate surveillance and boot up all the other dormant systems they had turned off to save energy while they were busy at school, while Kururu made his way to his personal laboratory to change out of his school clothes, and Dororo walked through the hallways still carrying Keroro in his arms, to drop off their leader in their own recovery room which with advanced keronian technology could serve him far better than any cheap remedies the school nurse had.

Dororo stopped in front of a door marked 'Infirmary' in the Keronian language and waited for a moment as the door slid open automaticly. He set Keroro down gently on the soft bed and covered him in a white sheet before the door slid open again and Kururu entered the room with them.

Kururu had changed into an unbuttoned lab coat over silk yellow dress shirt with a black tie and black pants, he almost looked as though he was about to go to some formal dinner party… In a lab coat. Dororo couldn't help but chuckle at the thought but honestly it didn't sound too very out of the ordinary for them, especially since Kururu was a major stockholder in the Nishizawa Corporation which was run by their pekoponian friend Momoka, though that was all in the past now.

"So, you think he'll be alright?" Kururu asked Dororo with a bored tone of voice.

"Yeah, I'm sure he just needs some rest," Dororo reassured the Sergeant Major as he looked back down at Keroro's peacefully sleeping form.

Despite all the tortuous horrors Keroro had put him through as a child, he couldn't help but respect his valiant leader. Sometimes Dororo wondered if his idiotic demeanor was a false front, because he always pulled through and managed to do the impossible at the toughest of times when all hope seemed to be lost… And then he goes and does something like this.

Dororo sighed and turned to leave, "Come on, let's go help Tamama set up. I don't want anything to go wrong."

As if on cue, the lights dimmed into a flickering red glow and a high pitched siren blared accompanied by a voice from hidden speakers repeating, "INTRUDER ALERT. INTRUDER ALERT. INTRUDER ALERT."

"Kukukuku! Too late for that!" Kururu said unphased by the chaos going on around them.

"Tamama!" Dororo yelled angrily over the noise.

"It's not my fault!" Tamama wailed over the intercom, shutting off the automatic alarm, "There's someone on the first floor, and their life signs are pekoponian!"

THE FOURTH WALL HAS BEEN BROKEN! EVERYONE RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!

I just went back and revised my previous chapters, you should go back and re-read them! You might find something new there! ^-^

About the secret code thing, 9 in Japanese is pronounced ku, which is the sound Kururu makes when he laughs, so basically the code is kukukukukukukukukukukukukuku

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