I was supposed to write a smut scene in this chapter but I got lazy and summarized it. Maybe I'll write it with more detail later and update this thing. Maybe. But I'm not in much of a mood to write smut at this moment right now.
I got lazy with this chapter because I'm not motivated at the moment to update this fic. Sorry.
Dororo, Giroro, Fuyuki, and Momoka didn't know where Kululu had gone. All they knew was that he had fled and Tamama was now dead.
"Maybe he left with Mois." Saburo pointed out. He didn't want to think that his friend had turned traitor but it sounded a lot like something Kululu would have done. Did he kill Tamama? Saburo wondered to himself. Kululu might have been a terrible person but was Kululu capable of murdering one of his former friends?
Saburo knew the answer was most likely yes. He didn't much like to think about what Kululu had done, but the facts shined brightly that Tamama was now dead.
Kululu was missing in action. Mois had been freed. The evidence clearly pointed to Kululu turning traitor. And Saburo couldn't say in good confidence that Kululu didn't. After all he knew if Mois just batted her pretty eyelashes, Kululu would have gone with her.
Still, Saburo kept his mouth shut.
"Natsumi...Keroro, Tamama...Who will be next?" Dororo wondered. What really worried him was Kululu not looking after Koyuki like he had promised. Koyuki needed to be constantly monitored and have help. But Kululu was now gone.
Fuyuki and Momoka held each others hands. They didn't know who would be next.
Everybody soon realized that Kululu had gone traitor. He wasn't hiding it. During the next battle he attacked with Mois.
"Ku, ku, ku." Kululu just laughed. Since the angol stones didn't effect him at all, he could quickly free the other angols with an invention making their one weakness useless.
Not only that but he had information on almost every keronian and what effected them. He used their weaknesses to benefit him the most.
Ku, ku, ku! She was right. I was meant to do this! Kululu realized as hundreds of Keronians were blown up. Destruction, evil, it was all him. And it was fun.
It was fun to finally have an excuse to use his thousands of incrimination weaknesses of fellow keronians, to hurt them. It all just felt so right.
Mois would glance over to him in the battlefield every now and then and Kululu would be sent into a pile of mush. He'd just grin to himself, glad she was proud of him.
He had made his choice. And he was never taking it back.
"Kululu...Why?" Dororo asked. "Why would you do all this?"
"Easy. It's fun." Kululu shrugged. He didn't care about Dororo's life, Giroro's life, or anyone else's besides Saburo. Kululu glanced at Saburo and his pained expression as if he was looking at Kululu like he had betrayed him.
"Don't worry about it. Mois promised that you'll be safe." Kululu tried to reassure.
Giroro looked angry that Kululu only cared about Saburo's life. He flung himself at Kululu, his guns ablazing.
"How dare you betray Keron?" Giroro screamed. He had done so much for Keron, even given up Natsumi for his planet, and here was Kululu just betraying them all because he thought it was fun?
Giroro's veins boiled with anger. He was ready to kill. He tried to shoot at Kululu several times, but Mois jumped in front of him hitting the ground and forcing a layer of dirt and crust in front of the bullets. She wouldn't let Kululu be harmed.
Giroro hissed. He'd kill Kululu for his betrayal. There was no question about that. "Why are you doing this? Trying to kill us? Is it really because you're that bad of a person or is it an even worse reason besides that, that you're just doing this for a girl?"
Although Giroro had tried to give up things for a girl too before, the invasion being hurt by his love for Natsumi he felt anger at Kululu doing something similar. Or perhaps it was envy since Natsumi was no longer around.
"It's nothing like that. It's just that ruling the world with Mois is appealing, did anyone really have so much faith in me that I wouldn't take a job with absolute power? Ku, ku, ku." Kululu pointed out.
Everybody looked at the ground. That was so Kululu. He was right, he would do something like that.
"I knew you'd take the job." Mois grinned. Kululu smiled back. She knew him. Giroro didn't.
He was happy with the choices he had made.
Kululu was brought back to Keron's moon which the angols had taken as their territory to hold war council meetings. They knew keron couldn't hurt them over there, after all if Keron tried to destroy their own moon the planet would go out of balance.
Kululu was still slightly awkward towards Mois. He hadn't yet asked her why she was kissing him so much, he didn't know if the magic would be broken once he asked her and she would stop.
He tried to think about other things. More important things than how he had become sort of her mistress, sleeping in her room, constantly by her side. He tried to think about how he could survive long-term with Mois's people.
He knew Mois was like their leader now, and was some sort of evil dictator, so in public he always tried to show her respect, bowing to her and kissing her hand. Mois always smiled at these gestures.
It's not just Mois I need to impress. Kululu remembered. If he wanted to raise in the ranks with this new species he actually had to try to make an effort to appeal to them- specifically other angols. Fear, Mois's cousin was like her second in command and she was always glaring at him.
"Why are you back in her life?" Fear hissed.
"Mois wanted me back." Kululu shrugged.
"Well, I don't want you here." Fear tried to be clear. "You'll only end up hurting her again."
Kululu winced. He knew that might happen, but he was going to really try to make things up to Mois. To never hurt her again.
Is this how angolian politics works? Just people talking constant smack about each other? Kululu wondered. Angolian politics was also a mystery to him. For one thing ever since he had started entering the war council meetings the angolians had started talking in angolian- a language his translators couldn't process and he knew very little of, he was picking up words and phrases but it was a slow process. They clearly felt uncomfortable by him and didn't want him to listen to them.
"Mois's your ruler. What she says goes, and she wants me here." Kululu pointed out to Fear. Fear frowned.
"Mois is my cousin. She might be my ruler, but she's my cousin first. And if I don't think you're good for her, I'll end you. She's been going through your phase much too long." Fear hissed.
Kululu frowned again. He didn't like to be referred to as a phase. After all he wasn't sure if he really was a phase, after all Mois's affection for him was bound to end. "Does...Does she go through phases like this often? Bringing people home with her to destroy the universe?" Kululu asked.
Fear frowned. That wasn't exactly common but Mois hadn't had the opportunity to destroy the universe before. "She'll be over you eventually. You already had your chance with her." Fear tried to remind him again.
Kululu knew that. He wasn't sure how Fear knew it though. "Um...Could you expand on that?"
"You broke up with her. I don't know why she's so naive to allow you back in her life." Fear growled.
"We...We weren't together." Why did everybody think they were dating? Even someone Kululu had never even met.
"But you kissed her." Fear pointed out.
Kululu winced. Fear knew about that?
He walked away. He no longer wanted to talk to Fear.
Kululu tried to keep up in the war council meeting. But he wasn't sure what any of the angolians were saying. Some of the male angolians were laughing at him and looking at him.
Mois sat by his side. She held his hand so he wouldn't feel so alone.
This is embarrassing. If people say terrible things about me, I at least want to know what they're saying. Kululu hissed to himself. He felt so out of place at the war meeting.
"He's not even an angolian." One said in angolian to Mois, "He's just an ugly little keronian."
"Stop that. Kululu is one of us now." Mois replied to them, "And you will treat him with respect."
"I just can't understand why our princess would spare someone like him. What does he offer us?" Another angolian asked.
Mois frowned, "He's incredibly smart and knows a lot about the keronians. He could help us in this war a lot. He already has helped us." She pointed out, "And you will not question my decisions."
The angolians laughed at him again.
"Be silent!" She ordered, "Kululu may very well be one of the next rulers of Angol." She pointed out.
Everybody was silent, except Kululu who still didn't know what was going on.
"You...You might marry him?" One of the other angolians asked in shock. They knew she appeared to have a bit of a crush on him but it hadn't occurred to them that she was training him to be the next ruler and that was why she had brought him into the war with them.
"But he hurt you." Fear pointed out, "He's not good for Angol."
Kululu didn't know much about what was going on, but he was picking up phrases and things. He could hear a bit of what Fear was saying. She just implied I wasn't loyal to Angol. That was all he could understand.
"I am loyal to Mois! Perhaps more so than the rest of you bozo's." For some reason even though Kululu only knew a little bit of angolian, he knew a lot of insulting words. Who knew where he got them, but he knew them. It was just natural that he was a jerk in every language. "I'd do anything for her." He turned to Mois thinking that this conversation was mostly about his loyalty. "So what do I need to prove to the other angolians that I'll stick with you? Ku, ku, ku. Do I need to get a tattoo or something? I'll do any job you ask in your court."
Mois giggled a bit. Kululu had no idea what was going on. She let him hang onto her hand. "You don't need any of that. I think they get the idea of what you are."
The other angolians glared at Kululu with extreme distaste. He was going to marry their princess. They didn't like that, but it wasn't like they could do anything about that. Mois had weird tastes.
They just glared at him as they left the room.
Mois was alone with Kululu in the conference room. "I'm sorry about how mean the other angolians were to you. But I think they were a bit impressed that you answered them in angolian." They however were not impressed that Kululu knew nothing about the conversation and how it mostly had to do with Mois's huge crush on Kululu.
"It's fine." Kululu shrugged. He didn't care what other people thought of him as long as he could hear it.
Mois looked at him, thankful that he was so easy-going about this change in his lifestyle. After a moment of staring at him she leaned down and took his hand in hers and kissed him again.
Kululu instantly turned red as his insides turned to mush, his glasses cracking a lot. He still wasn't sure why she was kissing him so much. He just stuttered and fumbled as she took her lips off of him and put trailed her kisses along his body softly.
"Why are you always so awkward about this?" Mois asked, realizing he was nervous. She thought they had discussed this and things were fine now between them. If Kululu didn't think they could be the same anymore because of one kiss, she might as well fully take them to a higher level. And he clearly liked getting kissed and kissing her. "Wait...Do you not like it?" She realized that perhaps she had misread things. Kululu had kissed her seven years ago but he hadn't kissed her recently. She pulled off of Kululu and covered her mouth, blushing. "I'm sorry! I didn't understand."
"W-what...?" Kululu wasn't sure why she had stopped. "Why'd you stop? More importantly why did you kiss me in the first place?" He realized that maybe he had asked those questions out of order.
"I assumed when you slipped up and kissed me seven years ago you were showing your real feelings for me. I also assumed that you were embarrassed to talk about it because you still liked me. But I forgot that people can fall out of love." Mois frowned.
"You...You thought I was in love with you?" Kululu tried to put those pieces together. Weirdly enough he didn't have a problem with her thinking that. It was a lot better than him actually having to tell her directly.
"Yeah...I kind of wanted you to join me because you loved me too. But if you came with me because you agree with what I'm doing and want to be friends again that's good too!" Mois tried to reassure him.
Kululu sighed. He was going to have to correct her misconception and reassure her, wasn't he? "Damn." He didn't want to talk to her about this, but he was going to have to.
Mois looked confused by his curse words.
"Ummm...I...I still like you, don't worry. It's just I was confused by the kisses. I mean you're acting like a level of affectionate that I only ever have in my fantasies. I never expected it to become reality! Ku!" Kululu pointed out.
Mois grinned. She hid her smile because not only had Kululu said he liked her, he had said he had fantasies of her kissing him. She went back to kissing him, her lips roving over his shoulders and chest just trying to kiss as much as she possibly could. "Hehehe, You just implied you wanted me to kiss you!"
Kululu sheepishly grinned. He tried not to groan against her kisses and surrender himself to be all hers.
"I love you, you know. I was heartbroken when you didn't talk to me for so...so long..." Mois murmured.
"I'm sorry." Kululu apologized again. He wanted to enjoy these moments, but he also wanted to make her feel better. He caressed her head trying to reassure her he was there and there to stay.
"No need to apologize anymore." She was bored by his apologies. She pulled herself off of him briefly before she and Kululu went too far. After all she was mostly on top of him. "Did you keep up in the council meeting, by the way?"
"A bit." Kululu admitted, "I'm confused though. What do the other angols think my use is? What do they think I'm here for? I'm here to help fight, right? Shouldn't they be pleased by that?"
Mois frowned for a moment. After the conversation the other angolians probably thought Kululu was just her lover.
"Maybe they think you're just using me for sex! Ku, ku, ku. Maybe they're mad about that!" Kululu joked.
"Uhhh...You wouldn't be wrong." Mois admitted, "They think that I intend to rule Angol with you. They probably don't like you because they don't think it's fair that I took a keronian for a lover instead of an angolian." She explained.
Kululu laughed again. That didn't seem real or accurate. "Where would they get that idea that you wanted to rule angol with me? Ku, ku, ku. They sure do jump to conclusions."
Mois kissed him again since they were just joking around and being friendly. "They probably got that idea from me." She admitted, "I mean I did say that you might someday rule with me and they should treat you with respect."
Kululu was speechless. He didn't really have anything to respond to that with that she likely intended to not only give him power, which he very much liked, but also that she was already thinking of spending the rest of her life with him. He just kind of froze.
Mois noticed and decided it was time to tease him again. "Don't worry! I'm not using you for sex yet so they were wrong about that part!"
"...What do you mean yet?" Kululu asked.
Mois wasn't as shy as she had been seven years ago. She didn't see any problem with just being direct and blunt with Kululu as he nervously glanced at her.
Instead she picked him up and waited for him to struggle away from her. He watched her keenly as she left the war council room and brought him to her room, plopping him on her bed.
He could see where this was going. He blushed and kept on glancing up at her.
"Is this okay?" She asked sitting in front of him. "I mean I really missed you and we can do this if you're okay with it..." She asked for consent first to move forward.
He knew the moment he probably gave her that consent he would probably be jumped on. He couldn't believe how forward and blunt she was.
He always imagined that when they had sex he would be the one pushing for it more than her or suggest it, but that clearly was different than reality. He was way too shy for that sort of thing.
"Yeah...Do whatever you want to me." Kululu couldn't believe what he was saying.
Mois grinned wickedly. She pushed him back onto the bed.
"Good." She kissed him with more passion and vigor. Kululu let her, pulling her closer.
He didn't want this moment to ever end.
It didn't take long for her to undress herself. She was much more forward and controlling of the encounter than Kululu was. She kissed him and slowly slid his dick inside of her as she bounced a bit on top of him.
If Kululu didn't have thoughts when kissing her he had even less of thoughts when she was doing whatever she pleased to his body and his fingers were on her thighs keeping her positioned onto him. All he knew was Mois. All he tasted was Mois.
And that was all he cared about. The war wasn't something that was happening at that moment to him. All that mattered was he was in Mois's bed truly with her, and for once he felt secure in their relationship.
They were lovers, nothing less. And that wouldn't disappear when the war ended.
Well I probably won't update again soon because I got to the end of my chapter summary. There's maybe two chapters left but they probably won't be that good?