It's been a while, hasn't it. Wow. I am so sorry for not updating sooner. Like I said, I get interrupted often. But anyways, I like to thank all my readers out there who have had the patience to wiat. I love you guys. Oh and Scanty-Kneesocks, I fully realize that they are fast in the relationship department. Sorry. I've been kinda basing the pace after one of my favorite Chinese dramas that I like ot watch. Thankfuly, for this and the two episodes following, things will be a little bit….. slower in the relationship department before it starts up again. Anyways, not a lot of Fuyumomo in this one, but it's got some Koyudoro if you know where to look. Anyways, I talk too much. Enjoy….

Chapter 5

(It's been about a day or two since the zombie-mind-control incident at the Sakura Festival, and frankly things at the Hinata household has seemed to be getting back to normal. Well, about as normal as it can get with a bunch of scheming alien space frogs… you know what I mean.)

Keroro walked through the passageway of the underground base, making his way into the vault where he stored all the money. Since the festival, the platoon had garnered lots of money. Keroro walked over to the large wheel-like handle to the vault. He just thought that he could just "Borrow" some money from the vault. "It's not like anyone's going to miss a couple hundred yen." He said. "I'll just pay them back…. Eventually." He said to himself. He punched in a combination, and it unlocked with a loud "Klang!"

"Now, Let's see here," he said, opening the door. "I'll just take a couple bills and just get out of-" he stopped. A horrible sight greeted him.

"Keroooooo…." Keroro said in shock.

(What? What is it now? I can't get a good look. It's too dark.)

Keroro stood there, in shock. All of the money in the vault… was gone. Not a single bill was left. Where the huge pile of money used to be, sat a pool, which was filled with….

"Curry?" Keroro cried. He looked around. Not a single bill of money in sight. There could only be one person who would do this. He looked around for Kururu. A ripple ran through the yellow contents of the pool, and then Kururu's head broke the surface. He slurped a little bit at it, then laughed. "Kukukukukuuuu" he said. He turned around and stopped when he saw the shocked look at his leader's face.

"Kururu…." Keroro said. "What did you do? Where's all our money?"

(Gone.)

Kururu laughed. "I just thought that since you always take all the money and waste it all on Gundam anyways, that it would be my turn for a change to splurge. Kukukuku." Kururu said, as he did backstroking laps in the curry.

Keroro stared at him, slack jawed. "Keroooo." He thought. "Now how am going to buy my Gumpla? How am I going to take over Pekopon?" he moaned. He turned out of the Vault and trudged dejectedly back up to his room. "Maybe I should just watch some TV." He thought.

He walked into the living room and flopped down on the couch. He turned on the TV. A boring daytime talk show flickered onto the screen. Keroro flipped to another channel. A home-cooking show. *click* A melodramatic soap opera. *click.* A documentary on how a human brain functions.

(Maybe you should see that one Keroro, just to kinda… um, get to know how Pekoponians work.)

*Click.*A documentary on the life of Genghis Khan. Keroro was about to click the remote again, then stopped when he heard the preview for the next segment. "Coming up next…. A special look at how Genghis Khan, a man from a poverty-stricken family, became the most-feared conqueror of Asia."

Keroro paused. "He sounds like he came from the same place where I am now. Poor. I need his help." He sat up and watched the documentary.

(about an hour later….)

Keroro turned off the TV. A Huge grin was on his face.

(Uh-oh…. I know that look)

Keroro dashed out of his room.

(Meanwhile….)

Giroro sat outside of his tent, polishing his guns like he always did. It had been a couple days since he had cleaned them. Normally, he would always clean his guns every day, but in the past couple of weeks, he had spent so much time with Natsumi, that he'd forgotten to clean them. He smiled, thinking about Natsumi again. At the moment, and Fuyuki were at the pool for a swim meet (Fuyuki for swim lessons.), leaving Giroro alone for a couple of hours. He smiled again, thinking of what he'll do when Natsumi gets home.

(You know what I've been realizing, it only hit me until now, but I never even knew that Giroro had had the capability to smile until recently.)

Suddenly, the sliding door opened, and out stepped Keroro. "Giroro!" He cried. Giroro sighed and looked up.

"What is it now, Keroro?" he said, irritably. Keroro was Jumping up and Down. "Corporal Giroro!" he cried. "I Have just come up with another brilliant plan!"

Giroro sighed. "If it's anything like any of your other plans, especially your cake plan, I'm not having it." He said, turning back to the gun. To be honest, he was getting sick of Keroro's ideas, since they were both stupid and ineffective. Nonetheless, he had to obey Keroro's orders, since Keroro, by some twist of fate, had somehow managed to become a higher rank than him even with his laziness.

Keroro continued jumping. He shook his head. "Oh no. It's nothing like the Cake plan, and I'm SURE it'll work." He said.

"I seriously doubt that." Thought Giroro. Nonetheless, he stood up with a sigh and looked at Keroro. "And just what is the plan?" he said.

Keroro shook his head. "Not now. I'll tell you later at the war meeting." He danced off through the open screen door, closing it shut behind him. Giroro gave a reluctant sigh and followed Keroro.

(Meanwhile, in a house in the middle of the woods…)

Dororo and Koyuki sat side-by-side together on a straw tatami mat, meditating. Being both ninjas, they meditated a lot. Meditation was almost like a sacred ritual for the two of them, and it was one that should never be disturbed, but at that moment, that was exactly what happened.

The silence in the house was calm, but was suddenly broken by a ringing cell phone. Dororo opened his eyes and turned to see where the sound was coming from. A little ways away, his bamboo-shaped cell phone was ringing and moving along the floor as it vibrated. Dororo sighed, reached over, and picked it up.

(You know, every time I see Dororo's cell phone, I can't help but laugh. Sorry. I can't help it.)

"Hello?" he said. "This better be good." He thought.

"Dororo!" said a cheery Keroro. "We're having a meeting." He said. "We need you to come over. Now."

"What is it now?" Dororo said.

"You'll see." Said Keroro, cryptically. And with that, he hung up the phone. Dororo stood there, phone in hand. He sighed and put it down. It was very rare that Keroro actually remembered to include Dororo in his plans. He sighed and turned to Koyuki, who had since, opened her eyes.

"I've gotta go, Miss Koyuki." He said. "Duty Calls." Koyuki nodded in understanding. "I understand." She said.

"I'll see you soon." He said, disappearing in a puff of smoke.

(A little while Later…..)

"Gentlemen!" Keroro said, standing in the front of the Meeting room. "It has come to my attention that we have two dilemmas. We don't have enough money for the invasion, and it seems that we don't have enough fighting spirit to conquer Pekopon."

"Ha!" Thought Giroro. "It's more like YOU don't have enough fighting spirit. I've got plenty." He thought.

"And so…." Giroro began. "How do you plan on solving it?"

"That is a good question." Keroro said. "And that's what I'm about to get to." He said, turning towards the board. He clicked the remote in his hand, and an image of an aging but fierce-looking man in ancient Chinese robes projected onto the screen behind Keroro.

"Gentlemen… our answer… Genghis Khan!" Keroro said theatrically. There was silence.

Finally, Moa spoke up. "Umm….. Uncle?" she said. "Just how is a dead Chinese Conqueror supposed to help us?" she asked, puzzled.

"Yeah, How?" Giroro snickered.

Keroro stared at each and every one of his comrades in the face. "If You'll stop interrupting," he said. "Maybe I'll tell you." He said, flustered.

Everybody closed their mouths. Keroro continued. "Genghis Khan, as we all know, was a mighty Pekoponian Conqueror, who managed to conquer almost all of China," he said, pulling down a map and using the pointer to circle the country. "With just his fierce nature, strong will, and a tiny army."

(I Seriously have no idea where this is going.)

"So…. Mister Sergeant…" Tamama said. "Where are you going with this?" he asked.

"Well, Tamama," Keroro said irritably, "I was going to say that we are going to bring back the Ghost of Genghis Khan, who we'll learn his ways from, and he'll be my Second-In-Command as we gloriously go and invade Pekopon!" Keroro finished, dramatically.

A stunned silence filled the meeting room. Everybody stared at the green frog. "What?" Keroro asked.

Tamama opened his mouth to speak. "Mister Sergeant…" He said nervously. "Are you so sure that's a good idea?"

"No! No It Isn't!" Dororo cried, getting to his feet. "Keroro, this is a dangerous and truthfully disrespectful idea. Not only are you disturbing Ghosts at rest, but summoning one with such a presence could be dangerous." He cried. "I'm. Not. Having. Any Part. Of. This. Keroro, please reconsider." He said. He put his hands together and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

An awkward silence hung in the air. "Well," Keroro said, breaking the silence. "We've got both Tamama and Dororo's opinion. What say You, Giroro?" Keroro asked, turning to his red comrade.

"G-Gh-G-Ghost!" was all a very scared Giroro could manage. If there was one thing he was truly afraid of, it was ghosts, but he tried very hard not to let anybody know about his fear, since it would ruin his credibility as a strong, fearless warrior.

"Yes, Yes, We all know that." Keroro said. "Anyways…. Kururu?" he said, turning to the yellow frog. "Any objections?"

"No Sir. Kukukuku." Kururu said, laughing mischievously. "Just say the word and I'll bring him back."

"Well, of course I want him brought back. I even told you before the meeting to reconfigure that human-to-ghost machine just so that we can bring the ghost of Genghis Khan back from the other side." Keroro said exasperatedly.

"Okay Then." Kururu said. He clicked a button on the remote, and the ground in front of them opened up. A platform with a futuristic-looking contraption then rose up through the hole in the ground.

"Kukukuku." Kururu laughed. "I Press." He said, pressing on a large red button in the middle of the remote.

Everyone gasped as the machine glowed and started to give a loud whirring sound. The glow got brighter, and brighter, until…

The machine gave an anticlimactic, toaster-like "Ding!" and stopped. The glowing stopped and the whirring died down. For a full five minutes, the room was painfully silent. Everything in the house was painfully silent. Finally, Tamama broke the silence.

"Ummm…. Mister Sergeant Sir….. Did it work?" the little tadpole asked. Keroro sweat-dropped.

"Of Course It did!" Keroro said, annoyed. Right on cue, a cold, eerie chill filled the room. The lights dimmed slightly. Giroro shivered, his teeth chattering from fear. There was a ghost, he could definitely feel it, and he could feel it in this room.

The ghost of Keroro's Room floated up near the ceiling and watched the events unfold. Being a ghost, she should've had no fear at all of what malevolent presence the frogs had brought, as she was already dead and therefore nothing could really happen to her. But somehow…. Somehow, this new presence seemed evil, even evil and dangerous to her. This is not good…." She thought as she shrank back in the shadows and watched.

A mist started coming out from the machine, pouring out into great billows on the floor, gathering into a large column and gaining color, until it resembled a fierce-looking aging Chinese Man wearing ancient Chinese silk robes, an armored chest plate, fur-lined boots and a sword in its scabbard hanging by his side. Giroro practically fainted when he saw the man, but he didn't.

"Who Dares To Awaken Me?" Said the man in a low, powerful, deep, threatening-sounding voice, raspy from several millennia of disuse. He looked at the group of frogs standing in front of him.

The ghost of Keroro's room gasped when she saw who it was that appeared. "No!" she thought. "It Can't be. It can't be HIM! I've heard rumors about him, about how he can control anything even after he died. It can't be. Those can't be true. I thought he had already crossed over to the other side!" she thought, frantically shaking her head. "No. this is not good." She said as she zoomed up through the ceiling.

Nobody said anything. Finally, Keroro spoke. "I Do, Lord Khan." He said bravely, walking up close to the ghost. "My name is Sergeant Keroro." He continued.

Khan quizzically raised an eyebrow and looked at the frogs in front of him. Finally, he spoke.

"Sergeant, huh?" he said, a bit of incredulity in his voice. "Okay then, where are you from, where and what time am I in, and what is your purpose of summoning me?" he boomed as he swiftly moved to cross his arms, the mist of his image slightly shifting and floating around a bit around his arms before settling back fully into shape.

"I Come from the planet Keron, the 58th planet in the Gamma planetary system." Keroro continued, quickly regaining his usual stupidity-laced cockiness. "My comrades and I have been sent to conquer this planet of Pekopon, where we have landed in the Pekoponian country of Japan as our starting point." He continued, the dramatic, showy tone becoming evident in his voice. "We have summoned you here to the 21st century to help us conquer this planet using your fighting power, your cruel methods, and expertise in performing large-scale conquests with small budgets and armies." He said.

(Ummmm…. Somehow, I get the feeling that you shouldn't be telling a powerful Chinese Conqueror that you'll be "using" him, especially since the guy is probably a higher rank than you, even IF the guy is dead.)

"With you as my right-hand man," Keroro continued. "We'll go and gloriously conquer Pekopon and all its countries!" Keroro said with a dramatic finish.

(and I also think that it would be really stupid to tell this guy that he'll be your SECOND in command.)

"So…." Keroro said. "What say you?"

Khan stopped to think for a minute. Though this frog was puny, not to mention stupid and cocky, he did share the same goal of conquering the world. The only thing that he didn't like about this frog's plan was that He, the Great General Genghis Khan, would be Second-in-command to HIM, a puny Sergeant. Khan weighed his options. "I could just go back to the other side and go back to doing the worthless activities I did there…." He thought. "Or, I could stay here and pretend to be on this frog's side until I gain more power, then, I continue Conquering the world." He thought. He looked Keroro.

"All right." He said. "I'll join your cause."

Keroro jumped up and down and danced around. "YaYYY! Genghis Khan will actually conquer Pekopon with us!" He cried in glee. Around the room, cheers went up.

Khan held up his hand. Everybody silenced. "There is just one problem." He said, his voice gaining a hint of greed. "I'm nothing but an entity whose only solid tie to this world is mist." He said. "Though my presence is powerful, I can't get by on that alone." He said.

(uh-oh… I see where this is going.)

Keroro looked puzzled. "Okay…. Lord Khan, but how does that affect me?" he said.

(Idiot. Even I can see what he wants. And fyi, it totally affects you. In more ways than one.)

Khan smiled smugly. "In order for me to properly 'help' you," he said, putting a little bit of emphasis on the word help. "I'll need a stronger body to host me in."

(yep, I knew it.)

Keroro looked shocked and a little bit overwhelmed but quickly regained hbis composure. "O-of Course Lord Khan." He said. "It'll take a while, but I'm sure Sergeant Major Kururu can make a suitable suit for you to er…. Live in." he said.

Khan smiled. "Excellent." He thought. "Soon, the whole world is mine. I'll just take what I need and go!" he thought.

Right at that moment, the door was ferociously kicked down. "STUPID FROG!" Natsumi yelled, stepping through the threshold, past the cloud of dust that she had created by kicking down the door. "Why haven't you done the dishes yet?" she continued.

(Well, looks like someone's home from Swim team.)

Giroro looked up and snapped out of his fear. He had heard her voice. Good. Then that means that she could maybe put a stop to this whole ghost business. Though he absolutely hated the thought of having anyone else but him do things, he was just too scared of ghosts to do anything.

Natsumi looked around. She spotted Khan. She walked a little bit closer. "And Just Why is there an old Chinese guy in our basement?" she barked.

(you know, right up until you said it, I never realized that their secret base WAS part of the basement.)

Khan, hearing this, darkened, turning the lights even dimmer and the room a bit colder. Natsumi looked intently at the old man. She realized what he was instantly. "He's… a ghost. Isn't he?" she said, her face darkening for a minute.

At the mention of the word Ghost, Fuyuki walked in. "Nee-Chan," he said. "Did you say something about a ghost?" he looked around, not spotting Khan. "I don't see him."

(Obviously, Fuyuki lacks the ability to sense, let alone see ghosts, despite his obsessive fascination with the occult.)

Khan Gave an intense stare at Natsumi as he looked her up and down. "What a strong body and a strong will, even if she is rude." He thought. "she'll make the perfect Host for me! HAHAHAHA! I'll show her to be rude to Me!" he thought. Quietly cackling, He floated over until he was two arms lengths away from Natsumi. He looked her in the eye with an intense, scary, hate-laced look in his eyes. Natsumi shuddered for a minute, then regained her composure. She stared him down.

"You Know…." Khan said, his image flickering until it looked a little bit more solid. Fuyuki froze with terror when he finally saw the aging Chinese Conqueror. "It's very rude to talk that way. Have you never been taught to treat your elders with respect?" Khan Said to Natsumi, before promptly passing through and into her. Natsumi let loose a bloodcurdling scream. The mist was settling around Natsumi, and settling into her. She slumped down and to the ground. Kahn silently laughed. Those frogs can keep their lousy ideas and cheaply –made suits. He had a real body now and he was going to take over the world with it.

Everybody gasped and stared in Shock and horror. Fuyuki stared. "Impossible." He thought. "A Ghost possession of a living person. I've read about those, but I never thought they were possible!" he said. "Oh my god. My Sister's been possessed by the Ghost of Genghis Khan!" he cried.

"Master Natsumi…" Keroro gasped, dropping to his knees.

"Kuku…kukukukukukuuuu." Kururu laughed.

(*sigh* laughing at a time like this. So typical of Kururu.)

Giroro stood up and ran to Natsumi. "Natsumi!" He cried, Rushing to her side. Suddenly, she burst into flames.

Everybody gasped in horror. "Oh my God…." Giroro said. "Natsumi!" he called. He tried to run to her in the flames. Suddenly, Natsumi moved her arm, then slowly, ever so slowly, stood up, growing taller as she did so until she was a full foot taller than she normally was. She opened her eyes.

(This is seriously starting to scare me. Is this how ghost possessions go?)

The minute Natsumi opened her eyes, a wave of shock rippled around the room from everyone as the flames flared up at the same time. Natsumi's eyes….. normally amber, were glowing white, with flames behind them where the pupils should've been.

(Ahhh… yes. This totally looks like the Super Saiyan reference that I practically predicted would happen.)

"Na-Na-Natsumi!" Giroro stuttered, a mixture of fear and horror etched into his face. "What has he done to you?"

(He's possessed her. That's what he's done.)

Tamama shrank back. The little tadpole was trembling, and he was scared, scared of what this new Natsumi could do. "Just how powerful is Nachi?" he wondered. He leaned over to Kururu.

"What's her power level?" he asked. Kururu stared in shock, then, his glasses shattered. "It's… over 9000!" he cried. He reached over and grabbed a new pair of glasses.

(*Sigh* I'm guessing maybe this whole power-level thing will become a running gag.)

Natsumi laughed, but this time, her laugh didn't sound like hers. It sounded like Khan's evil cackle. "MUAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! NOW, I CAN FINALLY CONTINUE CONQUERING THE WORLD!" He said, his voice now sounding like Natsumi's and his, both speaking in sync.

Keroro looked on. "Ummmm, Lord Khan," he said timidly. "What about us?" he said.

Khan glowered down at Keroro. "Us?" he scoffed. "Ha! Forget it, frog. You can go back to Keron. This world is mine!" he said, throwing Natsumi's head back and holding her arms out at her side, her arms slightly bend, fingers slightly curved in an evil, powerful fashion, and laughing. The flames around her flared up even more.

(I do not know which is more sickening. The fact that Natsumi's being possessed, or the fact that she's being possessed by a guy.)

She slowly floated off the ground, hovering another foot above the ground. Khan looked to the door and headed for the entrance.

"Stop him!" Fuyuki cried, snapping out of his stupor. "If he gets out, then there's no telling what he'll do in the outside world."

"Right on it." Kururu said. He pressed a button on a remote. "Pochito!" he said. A large metal barrier the size of the door slid up from the ground and fastened itself in the door frame, completely blocking the entrance.

Khan turned back around and moved quickly towards Fuyuki and the Frogs, the flames continuing to surround Natsumi's body and engulf her in them whenever she moved.

Khan slowed to a stop in front of them. "You Dare…" he said. "To try to stop ME?" he said, flaring up once more.

Keroro stood up straighter and took a deep breath. "Lord Khan," he said authoritatively, "We brought you here for one thing, and one thing only. To help us, with the hope that you would find it in your interest to conquer the world again, as it is with us-"

(Uhhh… one quick correction. I'm pretty sure you don't want to take over the world. You just have to, otherwise headquarters will probably punish you by sending you a Nyroro in the mail)

"And seeing as we have the same goal, I thought you'd have liked to join with us as we conquer Pekopon and rule it together!" Keroro said, starting to sound more frantic and flustered as he continued to speak.

"But if you fail to comply," he continued. "I will be forced to have no choice but to send you back to the other side."

Khan Laughed. "HAHAHAAA!" He cackled. "And just how do you expect to do that now? I've got a better, stronger, more powerful body than I've had in the past few centuries!" he said. "When I get out, I DON'T stop for ANYONE! Especially people like the likes of you!" he said pointing his finger towards Keroro.

Keroro Gulped. "I'm Not Joking." He said. "If you Fail to go along with my plans, we will force you back. I'm sure Kururu has already made the weapon to counter you and force you back." He said, trying to sound threatening. He stopped and looked towards Kururu.

"Wait…. You did create a weapon to force him back… right?" Keroro said. Everybody's faces darkened. Kururu snickered. "Kukukukuuuu." He said. "You only told me to make a machine that would bring him here. You never told me to make a machine to bring him back. So I never did make one. Kukukukukuuu!" he said.

(Uh-oh…)

Keroro's heart fell. "You… really… Didn't?" he said weakly.

"Kuku… kukukuku!" Kururu said. "Nope!"

Keroro sighed. "So, what are you waiting for?" he said impatiently. "Make that machine for God's Sakes!" he said stomping his feet in impatience.

Kururu laughed. "Sure, whatever you say Sergeant." he said, getting off of his chair and walking to the lab.

Khan reached out to grab Kururu. "Oh No You're not!" he said, picking the yellow frog up by the scruff of the neck. "Not if I can help it. I don't ever want to go back there again, I will stay here and rule this planet! Hahahahaaaa!" he cackled.

The flames flared up again. Khan threw Kururu off to the side, and with a flick of the wrist, the room burst into flames. Everybody jumped back in horror.

"HaHAHAHAHA!" Khan laughed sadistically as the flames grew bigger. "If I can't get out of this room the easy way, then I will just have to Burn This Room down so I can get out!" he cried.

Keroro jumped up and started helplessly running around in circles. "AH! Ah! Ah! Help! The meeting room is on fire!" he said.

Fuyuki ran towards the door. "Kururu!" he called, looking over his shoulder at the yellow frog, who was only just getting up from the floor. "Do Something. Open this door and let us out!" he said, banging his hands against the metal panel.

Kururu looked up. "And let Khan out with you so he could take over Pekopon before us?" he said "No Way. Kukukukuku." He fell, then slowly began crawling his way towards his lab.

Fuyuki slumped down against the door, the smoke was beginning to get a bit suffocating. Tamama cowered, then burst out crying. "Waaagh!" he cried. "What has General Khan Done to Nachi?" he sobbed.

Khan floated through the room , overturning chairs and throwing burning furniture around. He picked up a Gundam Model on the desk and snapped its arm off. Keroro screamed. "How Dare you!" he said, leaping high up off up the ground in an attempt to punch Natsumi's face. Khan held up his hand in a block and swatted Keroro away like a fly, Keroro went flying across the room, where he hit the wall and slid down. He laid there, unmoving and unconscious.

At the sight of this, Tamama burst into More Tears. "Mister Sergeant!" he cried, rushing over to Where Keroro laid. Natsumi turned and followed.

Moa, who had been sitting there and watching this the whole time, got up, took out her cell phone, and transformed in a brilliant flash of light until she stood there wearing her traditional Angol Tribe outfit and her Lucifer Spear. "I WILL NOT LET YOU HURT UNCLE THAT WAY!" she yelled. She hurled herself at Khan, brandishing her spear. "HellMageddon!" she shouted, bringing the spear down over Natsumi's head. Right when it looked like she was about to hit Khan, Khan raised his sword and swatted the spear away like a fly. The spear hit Moa and the two of them hurled across the room.

Giroro looked on at the scene of destruction, at his wounded comrades, and especially at his possessed beloved. "How can Khan Do this to Natsumi!" he thought, looking on in shock. He snapped out of it. He needed to Get Khan out of Natsumi, but how? He looked into the face of his beloved. "How?" he thought. "I can't kill her just to get him out. But fighting seems to be the only thing I know how to do." He thought.

(You know, I heard that if you fight a ghost in a human body long and hard enough, you'll weaken the ghost inside. Maybe if you're lucky, more help can come and Khan would be significantly weaker by then, so he'll be easier to manage.)

Giroro looked up. "He's right." He thought. He got up from his chair. He leaped up, and grabbed a pair of light-wings and a light-sword from out of nowhere. Normally, he would've taken a gun, But considering that would've meant that he'd end up shooting Natsumi, he decided against it. He launched himself at Khan, right as Khan was about to grab Tamama.

"KHAAAAAAAAAANNNNN!" he bellowed. "How DARE You! You have a lot of Nerve trying to Take over Natsumi's body! I Would've Killed you for that, if not for the fact that you're already dead!" he yelled, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, and holding it alongside his face.

Khan stopped his path of destruction for a minute and Gave a Smug smile. "Natsumi….." He said, in a mockingly reflective sort of way. "So that is her name. It's a shame, it was a rather pretty name. She's mine now. She'll be known as the great Khan."

(Ewwww. So, did I just hear him say that Natsumi's name was pretty? That's gross, he's possessing her, and it looks like he could have the hots for her.)

Giroro seethed, his already-so-tight grip on the hilt tightening even more. "That's IT!" He yelled. "You can't have her!" With that, he launched himself at Khan. He aimed the sword as he flew up to Natsumi's head height. With lightning-quick reflexes, Khan Drew out a sword from out of nowhere and blocked the blow. Giroro smiled to himself, at least that meant he didn't actually have to make contact with Natsumi when hitting her with the sword.

Khan gave another smug smile as he held his block position. "You're pretty good, for a frog." He said. Giroro snarled. "And you're pretty good for someone who should be dead!" He cried, arcing the sword for an overhead blow. Khan quickly blocked it.

(And So, the fight continued on this way for fifteen minutes, as meanwhile the room continued to burn. Wow, after all this time you would've thought the entire house was on fire by now.)

Keroro inched forward towards the battle. "Must...Go… Help…." He choked, his lungs stinging from breathing in soot and smoke. He collapsed, his head hitting the ground. Suddenly, he felt a warm hand on his forehead. He looked up.

Dororo sat next to him, looking his green comrade over. At the other side of the room, where Tamama and a perseveringly crawling Kururu were, crouched Koyuki, checking over the wounds of the others as she looked concernedly on at the battle in front of her.

She ran over to Dororo. "I Think Giroro needs backup." She said. "I know he's a warrior and everything, but he can't go on like this."

(Somehow, something tells me that if you were to tell Giroro that, he wouldn't be very happy.)

Dororo nodded. "Agreed." He said. The two stood up and leaped over to Where Khan and Giroro were fighting. They both drew their Katanas, and leaped to attack Khan.

Khan, out of the corner of his eye, noticed the two new figures charging him. He blocked Giroro's Sword attack, then turned to Block the Double-stab-Katana attack from the two ninjas. Dororo and Koyuki Stumbled back. Giroro Turned to face the direction Khan had turned to see who just caught Khan's interest.

"Dororo!" Giroro cried. "When did you get here?" he asked, puzzled.

Dororo Huffed. "I just got here five minutes ago. But among all this fire and chaos, nobody noticed me and Koyuki come in." he paused. "Actually, nobody ever notices me come in anyways." He said, dodging another blow from Khan. Koyuki jumped up and circled around Khan, trying to confuse him, going at lightning speed until she was just a colorful blur. Khan seemed to be getting confused and very dizzy, trying to follow where Koyuki went. Suddenly, he reached his hand out and grabbed her, holding her by the neck.

Khan held up Koyuki up. Natsumi's fingers were in a tight chokehold around Koyuki's neck. Koyuki struggled to pull herself out, but found that she couldn't.

Dororo's eyes widened in horror. "Miss Koyuki!" He cried, transforming before rushing over to her. Khan pointed his sword out at Dororo, gently but dangerously pressing the tip against his throat.

"If you want your precious 'girlfriend' to live." He said menacingly. "I would suggest you convince that freakish yellow friend of yours to open the door for me." He said.

Dororo and Giroro looked at Khan in despair. "No….." Dororo thought. "I can't just let him strangle her to death." He thought. "But I can't just let him take over the world. Keroro's already trying to do that. But if Khan were to try taking over the world, he may just succeed. What do I do? What do I do? I need to find a way to save her. I need to make her smaller. But how?" he thought.

He looked around. He needed to make Koyuki smaller, that was his best bet, that way, she'd slip through Khan's grasp. But not too small, he realized, otherwise, Khan would step on her and crush her. He looked around. Suddenly, he noticed a gun lying near where Kururu laid. "Could it be?" he thought. He quickly leaped over to where Kururu laid, quickly glancing over his shoulder to Khan, who still had Koyuki in a death grip. He looked back to . It was the shapeshifter gun that Kururu had built months ago. He picked it up. "Perfect." He thought, pointing the gun at Koyuki.

"I'm sorry Koyuki." He whispered. The last thing he wanted her to be was someone of his own despicable race, yet it was a sacrifice he had to make. He clicked the trigger. A wave of glowing energy hit Koyuki, and her form started to shrink. Koyuki, purple-faced and now in Keronian form, slipped through the chokehold around her neck and fell to the ground, where she started gasping for air. Dororo ran over to her.

"Miss Koyuki!" he said. He knelt down and put his hand on her cheek. He gazed down at her. Koyuki was teal in color, with the same type of headgear as Dororo's, except hers was teal in color. She wore a red wraparound headband that had a rectangular metallic plate that rested on the forehead as well as a giant red hair bow that was pinned to the back of her headgear. On her belly and on the metallic plate, was a light blue snowflake insignia. Around her neck were purplish bruise marks shaped like human hands, which also seemed to look a little bit burnt from the fiery grip of Khan.

"Miss Koyuki…." Dororo said, tears coming to his eyes. "What has he done to you?" he sobbed. "Look what he made me do to you." He said the tears rolling gently down his face and landing on Koyuki's. He gently placed his hands under her small body and lifted her back up just a few centimeters.

Koyuki opened her eyes. "Do…ro….ro…" she said weakly. Dororo burst into more tears. "I'm so sorry miss Koyuki. I'm so, so sorry for turning you into this." He said.

Koyuki smiled weakly. "It's fine." She said. "It's really not that bad." She said. "I just really wished that you wouldn't worry so much about me right now. Don't we have to save Natsumi from Khan?" she said.

Dororo continued crying. "What about you?" he said.

Koyuki smiled. "I'm fine." She said, getting up. "We need to Get him out."

As if to prove his point, Khan laughed and roared again in the Natsumi/Khan combination voice.

(I think we've mentioned that about a billion times)

Dororo nodded. He turned to Giroro. "What've you guys done so far?" he asked.

"I've been trying to fight him to weaken him. They say that if you fight a ghost in a human body it'll weaken the ghost." Giroro said. "Of course, that doesn't seem to be getting me ANYWHERE, because he's still in there. If I had known how to get rid of the ghost, he'd be gone by now!" he yelled, stomping his foot in frustration. "I seriously don't know how to get him out!" he said again.

Suddenly, the three of them heard a groan, and Fuyuki stood up, rubbing the back of his head as he did so. "You know," he said. "I heard the best way to rid a ghost from his human host," he said. "Is to perform an exorcism ritual on the person in question."

The three of them stared at Fuyuki. "Exorcism?" Giroro asked, puzzled.

Koyuki and Dororo both paled. "Isn't that a last-resort sort of thing?" Koyuki asked.

(Well, doesn't this look like a last-resort situation to you?)

Fuyuki shrugged. "That's really the only reliable method I could think of. I mean, just get a priest to say a couple of chants and the ghost normally leaves." He said desperately. He wobbled forward, then fell.

Giroro looked worried. "I guess that's just what we'll have to do." He said. "But where are we going to find a priest? The Hinata family isn't very religious, and somehow, the thought of having someone so holy know about our existence may just be dangerous for us. They might either try to exorcise us himself or he may just call the officials to turn us in."

Koyuki thought for a moment. Suddenly her face brightened up. "I know someone who I think could help." She said. Giroro stared at her. "Who?" he asked.

Koyuki smiled. "He was a Kannushi priest who happened to be one of the elders in the Ninja village." She said. "His name was Kurozumi, and I remember at one point that he did have to deal with spirits." She said.

Dororo's eyes widened. "But Miss Koyuki," he said. "He's been nearly impossible to track down ever since the ninja village broke up."

Koyuki smiled. "That's where you're wrong." She said, grinning. "I recently made contact with all my ninja friends. Among them was master Kurozumi." She said.

Dororo stuttered. "But Miss Koyuki?" he said. "How?"

Koyuki smiled again. "I have my ways." She said. "But that doesn't matter. You're coming with me." She reached up and grabbed his wrist. "We're going to go find him. Giroro, would you please hold him off while we're gone?" she said.

"Sure." Giroro muttered as the two ninjas disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Khan turned towards Giroro. "So," Khan growled. "You want to stop me, huh?"

Giroro brandished his light sword. "I will do whatever it takes to stop you. I WILL NOT HAVE YOU TAKING OVER HER BODY!" he yelled, lunging at Khan. Khan blocked the blow, and the two resumed the battle.

The two ducked and dodged each other's blows, neither one seeming to want to let up. At this point, Giroro was getting frustrated. "Just GIVE UP ALREADY!" he shouted, making a stabbing motion with his sword. Suddenly, Khan reached out and grabbed Giroro by the neck, Natsumi's fingers slowly circling around his neck, slowly cutting off the air to his lungs. Khan dangled him above the ground. Giroro slowly weakened in Khan's grasp

"HAHAHAHAHAA!" Khan laughed evilly. "What were you saying about stopping me?" he hissed.

Giroro gulped. So this was it. This is going to be the end for him. To have Natsumi possessed, and to have him dangling several feet above ground, dying like a coward. His vision began to get blurry. "I'm sorry, Natsumi." He said, hot tears coming to his eyes. "I'm really sorry. I'm really sorry it has to end this way." He continued. "You probably don't even realize that it's me who's talking to you…..Do you?" he said, lifting his head up to stare into Natsumi's eyes. "Natsumi….." he said. "It's me. It's Giroro. Remember? Your battle partner, your Sickness-savior…. Your…. Boyfriend?" he said. "I went to the ends of the universe for you just to find a cure for a sickness that threatened to take your life. I willingly risked my life just to protect you. I was there to comfort you when you got hurt. I'd have done anything you wanted to, anything for you." He said. "I would've died for you, if only just to make sure that you'd live. But it seems that I can't even do that. I've failed you. I'm so sorry Natsumi."

At that moment, Khan Blinked, and suddenly, when he opened Natsumi's eyes, They were back to their amber Color. The flames engulfing her body had also died down. "Giroro?" Natsumi asked, puzzled and scared. She looked at her outstretched arm then at her hand, which was still wrapped in a death grip around Giroro's neck. Stunned, she slowly loosened her grip on him. He fell to the ground. Giroro collapsed as he tried to steady his breathing again.

Natsumi looked ahead, stunned by the destruction she had caused. "Giroro," she whispered. "What have I done?" she said, tears running down her face. "What have I done?" she said, louder, dropping to her knees.

Giroro looked up at Natsumi, before gently putting his hand on her cheek. "It's okay." He whispered. "It wasn't your fault." He said. "It was Khan's."

Natsumi continued sobbing. "How could I LET him do this? How could I let him do this to me?" she sobbed.

Giroro brushed away a tear that was rolling down Natsumi's face. "It's okay." He said.

Right at that moment, and evil glint crept into Natsumi's eyes, and the flames surrounding her flared up again, the fire returning to her eyes. Khan's evil laughter was rippling through the room.

"You Think…" he sneered. "That you could have her so easily?" he said.

Right at that moment, Khan blinked and Natsumi's amber eyes came back. "Giroro?" she asked, scared for her life. "Help me! I don't think I can fight him off on my own, even though I'm trying my hardest." Right on cue, the flames returned to her eyes and Khan's laughter rippled through the room once again.

Giroro got back on his feet. "Hold on Natsumi!" he said, slashing his sword, right as Khan blocked it.

Right at that moment, Koyuki (now in human form) and Dororo showed up with an old, silver-haired man with decades of wrinkles etched into his face. He wore a look of worry when he saw Natsumi's condition.

"I'm guessing this is the one you were talking about." Kurozumi said, stroking his beard. "This looks serious."

(Hell yeah it looks serious. Why else do you think Dororo and Koyuki came back for you?)

"hmmmm. Let me see if this will work." Kurozumi said, rolling up his sleeves, and holding both arms out in front of him with his palms facing towards Khan. He began to chant.

"Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer..." He chanted.

(I Guess there really is Nothing Sacred when it comes to this show. Every. Single. Thing From pop culture is ripped off. Awwww, I really liked Hetalia. Now these guys go ruin it.)

Khan raised Natsumi's head and looked at Kurozumi. He charged towards the old priest. Yet still, the old man stood his ground and continued chanting faster.

"Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer….Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…. Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer." He repeated.

(Heyyy…. Is it just me, or is that guy listing off the names of all of the Jackson 5 Kids somewhere in there?)

Khan started moving faster and faster, until he came up at an arm's length away from the old priest. Khan raised his sword, and brought it down. Everybody who was still conscious gasped when it looked like the sword was going to hit the old man, who almost seemed like he was in an unbreakable trancelike state as he chanted. Suddenly, the Sword stopped, and was met with a barrier of light. Khan tried again and again, but to no avail.

Kurozumi continued chanting, getting faster and more intense. "Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…. Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…. Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…." He chanted. The Flames in Natsumi's eyes flickered, just a little bit, before slowly returning.

"No." Khan said. "You Will not. This can't be happening." Khan fell to the ground, and started writhing. "No! No!" he shrieked. His form starting to glow. He stood up and tried to grab Kurozumi's neck.

"Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…. Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…. Santo Rita Meata Mater Ringo Jonah Tito Marlon Jack La Toya Janet Michael Dumbledora the Explorer…." He said. He took one last deep breath, then spoke. "You were summoned from the depths of Hell." He said, with conviction and power in his voice. "Now…. BEGONE!"

Natsumi's form glowed brighter, and mist began to rise out of her. Khan let loose one last blood curdling shriek, and with a flash of light, disappeared, leaving a Weakened Natsumi in his place. The fire in the room died down. Natsumi's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fainted, falling face-first, right into Giroro's outstretched arms. He gently set her down on the ground a couple inches. He knelt down beside her and stroked her head. "Natsumi…." He said, his eyes tearing up when he saw her. Her hair was singed and All over her body were burn marks. "I'm so sorry."

(Well, At least Khan's Gone now.)

Kurozumi looked her over. "Hmmm." He said looking at her wounds. "Seems pretty bad, but not impossible to heal." He lifted his hands and said a chant. Natsumi's body glowed again, and the wounds healed up.

Giroro stared at the old man with gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you." Giroro said.

"I'm glad that I could help." Kurozumi said, smiling, before he turned to Koyuki and Dororo. "It's Nice to see you again." He said, nodding to Dororo and Koyuki before Bowing to them. Dororo and Koyuki bowed back. "Same for you, Master Kurozumi."

Korozumi smiled and bowed again. "well, then." He said. "Until next time." He stood up and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Koyuki and Dororo looked around. "It looks like we'll need to help the others." Dororo said. "I suppose you should go help Natsumi." He said, turning towards Keroro and the others.

(Ha! As if Giroro needed to be reminded to do that.)

Giroro transformed and knelt down next to Natsumi. He stared at her face, now only a little bit raw and red from the burns she had suffered. He gently breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Natsumi's chest gently rising up and down. He brushed his hand across her forehead, then placed his arms under her back and legs, and stood up. He walked over to where Kururu laid and with his foot, pressed the button on the remote. The metal panel slid down, and Giroro walked over the threshold.

He walked up to her room and gently placed her on the bed. He sat down next to her, and gazed lovingly down at her. He sat there for a couple hours like that, just gazing down at her, when he suddenly thought of something. "What if…." He thought. "What if… when she wakes up, I'll make her a batch of sweet potatoes?" he thought. "It's the least I could do for her after all she's been through." He got up and walked out the door.

(Several hours later…..)

Natsumi's eyes gently flickered open. She sat up in her bed and looked around. A soft orangey light from the setting sun washed over her room. She got out of bed. Instantly, she felt a rush of flow to her head. She steadied herself and walked out the bedroom door. She put her hand to her forehead and closed her eyes for a second. "God." She thought. "This headache is the worst."

She walked down to the living room. From where she stood, she saw Giroro outside sitting by his tent by a fire. She smiled, then transformed, and walked outside.

Giroro looked up when he heard the sliding door open. He blushed when he saw who it was. "Natsumi…" he said. "You're up."

Walked over and sat down next to Giroro. "Of course I am." She said.

Giroro smiled. He handed Natsumi a sweet potato and she took it. "At least you're safe." Giroro said. "What happened a couple of hours ago scared me."

Natsumi looked shocked. "You? Scared? How can you be scared of anything?" she asked.

Giroro blushed. "Well," he said. "The truth is, I'm scared of ghosts, but what scared me even more than ghosts was the thought of you getting possessed by one."

Natsumi's eyes widened, then softened with tears. "And you faced your biggest fear….." she said. "To Save me…."

Giroro blushed even deeper, if that was even possible. "I-It's nothing." He said, turning back to the fire, still blushing as he did so.

Natsumi gently leaned forward and kissed Giroro's cheek. At this point, Giroro almost felt like fainting, but he didn't. "Thank you." Natsumi said. "Thank you for saving me." She gently leaned her head against his shoulder.

Giroro sighed, and gently kissed Natsumi's forehead. "Anything for you, Natsumi." He said.

(And so it was, just Another chaotic day in the Hinata household…)