Chapter 14, the next chapter, is the last one I have a real chapter summary for.

Tamama's eyes burned as if he could stare at Mois and she would explode. His hands were clean but his lips had the sprinkles of crystallized blood, obviously angolian.

Mois looked at him fearfully. "Who's?" Her voice was a shudder as she looked at the blood. It couldn't be Fear's. Fear was too strong for Tamama.

"Your father. It was his incompetence to keep you on hold that started this war. I lured him and then I ended him. As you say with your stupid sayings, the bigger they are, the harder they fall." Tamama hissed.

"So a family member for a friend? You could say an eye for an eye?" Mois questioned.

"Keroro wasn't my friend! He was my boyfriend!" Tamama snapped, "He was the love of my life. And no matter how many people I kill that you care about it'll never make up for his death. You're the one who has to die!"

Tamama leaped forward again with sharp knuckles. Glass glinted on the ends of each knuckle.

"Stop!" Kululu tried to push him back, he tried to hide the keys in his hands.

Tamama froze for a moment when he saw Kululu. His grief and anger at Mois had ruled him and he hadn't noticed his former platoon mate.

Seeing how close Kululu was standing to Mois, Tamama began to draw conclusions. "You were going to free her!" He accused.

Kululu gulped.

"Traitor! Traitor to Keron!" Tamama yelled.

Kululu trying to ignore Tamama's jeers, they didn't matter to him. He continued looking at Tamama's knuckles which were glistening, ready to stab.

Tamama and Kululu stared each other as if waiting for one of them to make the first move. After a moment of looking between each other and glancing, Tamama moved like a snake towards Mois.

In seconds, Kululu grabbed one of his hand's not caring as the glass sliced his open palm.

Tamama gave a wild grin and grabbed something he was carrying, a screw driver. His other hand plunged towards Mois's face and more specifically her eyes.

Even if he couldn't kill her, he'd wound her. He'd make that woman suffer.

If I have to live in a world where I never see Keroro at all, you'll have to live in a world where you never see at all. Tamama thought to himself.

Kululu's other hand went forward, ignoring the pain and stinging in his palms. The keys were still tightly concealed and he plunged them forward with all his strength at Tamama's neck.

Tamama's eyes widened as if he hadn't expected Kululu to hurt him. He made a slight gurgle noise as the keys were plunged into the back of his throat, a hole being pried open as Kululu moved more and more to drive the keys in.

"S—sto-" Tamama tried to beg for help, but all he made was a gurgle after the loss of his vocal chords. His body started suffocating on his own blood. He tried to pry Kululu's other hand off of him, slicing it repeatedly open, but Kululu didn't make any signs of distress.

Eventually Tamama's strength gave way and he collapsed on the ground, drowning in his own blood.

"You killed him." Mois remarked.

Kululu pulled the keys out of Tamama's throat, not making much of a big deal of it. "If it bothers you because you think there was some sort of friendship between the two, even though there wasn't, you can think about how at least he's with Keroro now. Ku, ku, ku."

"It doesn't bother me. I'm just surprised. He would have harmed me if you didn't." Mois reminded him. She felt almost pleased that Kululu had been looking out for her, and had saved her life. She made a satisfied humming noise. "Is your hand okay?"

Kululu looked at his bleeding hand. His blood would have become mixed with Tamama's. The Keron government would definitely trace back Tamama's murder to him.

It's not that he regretted killing Tamama to save Mois, or cared about Tamama's life, but he suddenly became worried for his job. After all that was all he cared about, his reputation and his job. And he doubted higher ups would be very pleased with him if he killed Tamama to protect their enemy.

"My hand's fine. Never been better." Kululu flapped it around as if waving the blood off.

"Don't do that." Mois frowned, "At least bandage it or something."

Instead Kululu walked up to Mois, keys in hand. He quickly undid her lock freeing her from her shackles.

Mois rubbed her wrists and legs and looking at him a bit surprised. "Why'd you do that?"

"I just killed another keronian. Can't get in much deeper." Kululu shrugged. He was shaking a bit. Will I be executed for what I did to Tamama? He wondered. Will I be killed for releasing Mois? He was an enemy of his own people now. He was doomed.

There was nowhere to go.

Mois could tell he was worried. She approached him and grabbed his hand, looking around for something to bandage it.

"You should probably fly out of here before they realize you're free. You don't want to be caught again. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu pointed out. Although he was worried he did allow himself to enjoy the luxury of Mois clutching his hand, of holding his hand.

"But I don't want to leave you in pain. Won't you get in trouble for killing Tamama? They're sure to find out it was you." Mois pointed out.

Kululu frowned. He sighed. He couldn't hide things from her, and he was trying to get her to learn to trust him again. "Most likely they'll execute me unless I can make up a good excuse for why I did it. I've just gone full on traitor after all by releasing you."

Mois looked very concerned. She crouched down next to him so that she was better at his level. "Come with me." She requested, "If you're an enemy of Keron, you can be an ally of Angol."

The premise was appealing and Kululu's glasses glinted at her suggestion. Mois's ally? He had always kind of wanted to go with her, ever since they separated after Pekopon. But at the time he couldn't go to Angol and that was where she resided. Not on Keron dealing with a war. And there was never a chance that she would just suggest for him to go with her.

He looked nervous at the premise and Mois realized that she'd need to continue prodding.

"You don't need to die in this war. You can be my ally, fight with me instead of against me." She offered her hand, "Stop fighting against me and our relationship." She gave him a calm smile, "Just come with me."

Her voice was cool, soothing, promising things that Kululu had yearned for for years. It was as if she was waiting for years for this opportunity to suggest Kululu help her and fight by her side for evil.

"What will the other angols think? Will they be okay with this?" Kululu asked, "What could I offer you guys?" His mind was filled with questions, "You want to destroy the universe, I live in it, doesn't that mean we have to be on different sides?"

"The other Angolians don't get a choice. Once Tamama destroyed my father the title of king of terror was passed down to me. And my race is a monarchy. You could say, my way or the highroad?" Mois grinned.

Highway. Kululu corrected in his head. And Mois was not taking the highroad towards Pekopon.

"You're a super genius. You could offer a lot. You're a valuable asset." Mois continued, "And I can personally make sure that when the universe is destroyed and restarted that you are not in this universe at the time and safe. If you wish I can take Saburo too. There are other dimensions besides the one I'm native too, obviously. I'm sure we can figure out how to get you and Saburo to one of them." She continued, "And then you can be one of the first people in the new universe!" She grinned.

All of her ideas sounded very appealing. After all those were the only lives Kululu cared about, his, Mois's and Saburo's.

He wanted to take her hand, accept her offer, but he knew he couldn't. Not because of some pathetic loyalty to Keron, but because of his own fears.

"I...I can't work with you..." Memories flooded back from his time in the tech team, and how he had ruined it. If he was her ally he couldn't run away from her, and his mistakes. Specifically his kisses. "We've barely spoken in seven years. Don't you feel bad about suggesting this?"

Mois frowned, "I don't care if we've barely spoken." Now she was pouting like a spoiled child, "We're clearly still friends." This was obvious to her. She grabbed him by the waist as if she could physically pull him away with her, "Now if you would stop fighting against me, you can fight with me. Accept my offer!"

Kululu just shook his head. He was just too nervous. He didn't know if he could do this. "I...I don't know if I can face you for that long." He was just so shocked at how much she was trying to win him over.

Does she really care about me that much? He suddenly felt that the desire to work with her wasn't so one-sided. Maybe she felt the same about him that he was her one true work partner.

"I...I mean aren't you still mad? I did not contact you for seven years." Kululu reminded again.

Mois sighed, "I forgave you, remember? And here's your chance to speak to me again." She waved her hand as if she was performing a magic trick to deliver herself, "Run away with me!"

"We're just...We were just co-workers...Just two people on the tech team..." Kululu stuttered.

"We're more than just the tech team. For the last time." Mois tried to cut out Kululu's thinking that he was less to her than he really was for the last time. She hoped it reassured him. She waited for his response, her eyes large and hopeful.

"I...I can't..." Kululu said again, "I...I mean..." He gulped and glanced at Tamama's body, "I did more terrible things than simply not speak to you for seven years." Now was the time to finally confess to his mistakes. After all for some reason she had forgotten them and was willing to take Kululu with her, and live with him.

"What terrible things?" Mois was confused and also impatient at Kululu's constant refusal to come with her for no good reason. She saw that Kululu was honestly very anxious though and realized there was a bigger block stopping him from talking to her than he had talked to her about. She waited for him to tell her what was worrying him.

"I...I..." Kululu bit his lip, as if chewing on it to relieve his stress, "I made a terrible lapse in judgment and several mistakes, something that can never be taken back and take our relationship to normal. And I'm sorry."
Mois just looked at him for a moment trying to figure out what he was taking about. Wait...Wait a minute...He's talking about the kisses! He was finally bringing those up. She kind of thought he had forgotten about them occurring. She wouldn't have put it past Kululu.

Wait a second...Suddenly the gears started turning in Mois's head. Everything started making sense. The kisses must have been on Kululu's mind for the last seven years and were probably a key factor in why he hadn't contacted her. He had been terrible embarrassed about them and had been blaming himself for years, more worried than normal that Mois had hated them. After all he trusted her to be a nice person and nice friend but anything more than that was unfamiliar territory to him and he didn't know how Mois felt. She hadn't made herself very clear even after Kululu had kissed her because she had wanted to respect his privacy and only talk about the kisses when he was ready, something that she had regretted when she thought of them.

I guess he's just shy. Mois realized. What an over-the-top response though to avoid someone for seven years because he had accidentally kissed them and was still embarrassed about it to this day.

"You mean the kisses?" Mois raised an eyebrow.

"Yes...Those lapses in judgment. I'm sorry for doing them, but they make everything all awkward and different..." Kululu trailed off.

Mois reached down and kissed him on the lips. Kululu squeaked for a moment in surprise but he didn't move backwards, his hands froze and his body melted against her kiss as she pulled him into her arms and kissed him different.

"Oh...You kissed me twice, didn't you?" Mois recalled pulling apart for a moment.

Kululu wasn't sure what she was doing. He couldn't really think, "Um...Uh-huh..." What's going on?

In an instant, Mois's lips were back on his and everything was better with him again although he was very confused. He eventually worked up the courage to sweep a hand through her hair and press himself closer to her, kissing her back.

Mois smiled against his kiss, but eventually pulled apart. "It's all good now! See, I returned the kisses." She grinned, "So there's nothing to be worried or awkward about, because I'm the one who kissed you this time."

Kululu suddenly realized what she had done. She had placed all the stress and anxiety to move forward in their relationship on her. She had taken the first move and happily embraced it.

"You should be apologizing for ignoring me, not for kissing me. A silly thing like that didn't bother me at all." Mois laughed, "Ignoring me and not texting did bother me though. Kissing was way less bad."

Kululu was shocked, he honestly thought the kissing was a worse crime. "Really?"

Mois nodded. She didn't wait for Kululu to get his head out of the clouds.

"Now...One last time, I'm giving you one last choice. Good or evil? Me or Keron? You can choose one." She told him, "And I won't fight your choice."

Kululu didn't even need to think about it. Now that his major worry about talking about the kissing was out of the way, he followed what he truly wanted. He took her hand in his.

"You." He told her quietly.

Mois smiled, she pulled Kululu up higher. "So...Will you aid me in taking down Keron?" Her voice was almost sexy, confident as she propositioned him to take down the universe with her.

"God yes." Kululu agreed. "Ku, ku, ku~" He wanted to laugh wickedly but he was cut off again.

Mois was kissing him again, much more passionately than her previous kisses, she was pulling him down onto her with full force.

Kululu's head went blank. He didn't understand anything that was going on. She had already returned his kisses, so were these extra kisses? He was just confused. Not to say he was unhappy since he was also tightly winding himself around Mois, gripping her back and anything he could to stay on her as he kissed her deeper and deeper, as she tried to keep it as passionate as she could without them ending up on the floor near Tamama's body.

He just didn't understand how she could be so sexy and forgiving of him and how she was now kissing him and why.

Mois's freaking kissing me! Was all his brain seemed to communicate. He didn't pay much attention to anything at all as Mois blasted a hole through the ceiling and they flew away.

All that mattered was she kept glancing at him and kissing him, like he was under a spell and he would keep completely dazed as long as her lips were on him. That might have been her scheme so he couldn't change his mind but he was pleased with it.

He didn't know what he had done to change her attitude with him so quickly, but he was going to try not to stop it.

This fic was fun, but I kind of want to get to the end so I can move onto other fics. Or maybe update my mask fic or the personality swap.

Please review.