I do not own Sgt Frog/Keroro Gunso or any of the characters within this fanfiction, with the exception of some alien races which might be based upon other animes/videogames. In those cases, I do not own the animes/videogames the characters are based upon, however I do own their names.
Also, to keep the fanfiction as realistic to the anime as possible, I inserted "Narrator Notes", most which are intended to be the Narrator of Sgt. Frog commenting on either the paragraph or dialogue it is placed within. Feel free to read it in the Narrator's voice; I intended it to be that way.
GIRORO AND NATSUMI PRESENT: SPACE INVADER, GLADIATOR!
CHAPTER 1: WHAT ABOUT SPRING BREAK?
It was a warm summer day in Japan; the wind was gently swaying the blooming trees' flowers, making their petals flow towards the glowing sun (Narrator Note: What, is Saburo narrating again?). It had been two years since the ARMPIT Platoon had first made contact with this strange planet they call Pekopon, setting forth their ever so unsuccessful invasion of the Earth. Most of the platoon had long since given up almost every shed of hope of conquering the world, turning their attention instead to daily activities, like Sgt. Keroro's "Comic Store Wednesday's" or Major Kururu's "New Invention Monday's" or even Corporal Giroro's "Clean Your Weapon Collection Everyday…Day". The only glimmer of hope they still held onto was usually doused by Keroro's daily failure invasion scheme. Needless to say, the platoon's moral was pretty low.
Two years on Earth meant two years of birthdays, meaning Natsumi was now 16 and as such her feminine form was beginning to fill out, increasing her friend's jealousy and Giroro's blind infatuation. Every day he would stare at the Hinata's living room wall clock through the glass sliding doors, counting the hours until his love came home from school, like a dog awaiting his master's arrival—diligent, with a hint of sadness.
"Any minute now," Giroro growled in his mind, secretly cursing the clock for keeping him from his love. Just then, the door slid open and shut, and the sound of light footsteps tapping across the wooden flooring caused the red space alien's heart to flutter twice as fast, turning his face hot pink from the increased blood flow. "Oh my sweet Natsumi, you're home early." Giroro drooled to the distance, his mind lost in his Natsumi-filled dream world.
"Sarg, I'm home!" the voice from inside yelled in an adolescent boy's tone. The realization that those were not Natsumi's footsteps or voice he heard, but her younger brother, Fuyuki's, filled the Corporal with heart-stopping embarrassment, as all the extra color from his cheeks left his body with haste. Where was Natsumi? She usually came home with her brother, unless she was running late. Yes, running late, that must be it, but why? What could be keeping her from the blissfully love-struck Giroro, or more importantly, making dinner for Fuyuki? Stay tuned and find out!
~ (20 Minutes Earlier) ~
At Natsumi's school, the bell had just rung and Natsumi was beginning to walk home with her two friends, Satsuki and Yayoi. They were discussing the events of today, the main topics being Natsumi's perfect dive in swimming, her perfect serve in volleyball, and well…anything the red-haired athletic goddess did perfectly. (Narrator Note: Yeah, they're kind of fan girls.) And then came the big topic, what was everyone doing for Spring break! Natsumi's face flushed when she got asked. What was she doing? Last year, her mother, brother, Momoka, and she had all gone to the spa for a day. Is that what there were going to do this year too? The topic hadn't even been brought up; what if her mom couldn't get off work? Then she would be stuck at home keeping those stupid frogs in line. Not a fun way to spend two weeks off from school. After struggling to find a socially acceptable answer, and failing, Natsumi sighed, accepting defeat, and gave her boring answer.
The two girls cheered, a response much to Natsumi's astonishment, "Then you should totally come with us to Osaka, Satsuki's dad owns a timeshare there, and since her brother's not coming this year, there's totally like an extra spot!" Yayoi chimed with excitement, holding hands with Satsuki as they bounced up and down.
Satsuki cut in, "Oh will you come, Natsumi-chan? Please, please! We'll like die if you don't!"
Natsumi froze. She hated being put on the spot, especially like this. Of course, she wanted to come, but it was such short notice, after all, Spring break started the day after tomorrow! Who would fix Fuyuki's breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Who would keep those space toads in line? Well, Fuyuki was almost 14; he should be able to fix his own food, and who cared about those dumb frogs anyways? They weren't her problem.
"Sure, I'll talk to my mom tonight!" Natsumi smiled, waving goodbye to her friends as they parted ways. "A vacation would be nice…"
Back at the Hinata residence, Giroro was nearly losing his mind. It had been an hour after Fuyuki had gotten home, and still there was no sign of Natsumi. Fuyuki was up in his room reading paranormal reports, Keroro was playing with his stupid Gundam toys, Kururu was in his lab doing God knows what, Tamama was with Momoka stuffing his face with junk food no doubt, and Aki was at work (Narrator Note: Poor Dororo, always being forgotten). Was Giroro the only one who cared that Natsumi wasn't home yet?
Just before he was about to go looking for her on his skimmer, the sound of the front door opening and closing could be heard, again, as could the sound of delicate footsteps tapping across the floor…again. This earned Giroro's immediate attention, pressing his chubby red face against the glass door, trying to see what had kept his summer beauty so long.
From his position outside, he could peer into the kitchen, eyeing his oblivious love's feminine form from foot to head. He could see she was still in her school uniform, her patented white socks slumping at her ankles, revealing that bony mound of tan skin. His eyes traveled up the teen's legs, her muscular calves and thighs reminding Giroro of his warrior princess' fighting abilities. Her hips had filled out, increasing her bottom's delectable roundness, which was just covered by a skimpy piece of Pekoponian fabric called a skirt. Her uniform's button-up blouse had two of its buttons undone, showing the beginnings of her nearly C-cup cleavage, and although Giroro couldn't see this, he could see the side of her bust as she unloaded a bag of groceries. Groceries! That's the reason for her lateness. He had gotten lost in her beauty and forgotten the reason he had gone to the door in the first place.
"Bless you Natsumi. You're both a tease and a saint." Giroro thought, sighing contently as he pushed himself back from the glass.
Inside, Natsumi continued to unpack the supplies for tonight's dinner, unaware of Giroro's presence, as usual. Tonight, she was making beef stew, a Hinata favorite, as well as the Sergeant's. He had been doing a good job around the house lately and hadn't been stirring up too much trouble, so she decided to reward him, if not for the sole purpose of preventing one of his "you-never-do-anything-nice-for-me" episodes. As she put the last item into the refrigerator and headed into the living room to do her homework, she couldn't help but think of Satsuki and Yayoi's proposal—a whole two weeks with her friends at the beach, without any frog aliens or any other weird things, just relaxation and fun in the sun. What a nice though. But could it be possible? Would her mother say yes? And what on Earth was the answer to this math problem? If only she could call her mom at work and ask (about the spring break thing, not the math problem), but her mother was always so busy, and she didn't want to disturb her.
After homework it was time to begin dinner. Although Nikujaga was an easy meal to make, it required about 30 minutes of prep time. Natsumi got out a large pan and coated the bottom with oil, turning the stove on low to bring the oil to a nice, smooth simmer. She added the thinly sliced beef to the pan, letting it brown slowly as she began to slice the vegetables. An onion, carrot, green onion, and a cup of potatoes needed to be sliced before she could add them to the stew.
Outside, Giroro had finished collecting his firewood from the fallen branches around the bushes next door. As he was breaking them apart to fit in his fire pit, he looked back to Natsumi, who was still cutting vegetables in the kitchen. But there was something…different about her. She was…crying? But why? He had only been gone for a few minutes, what could have happened in that time to change her mood so drastically? The Corporal threw down his firewood, and ran into the kitchen, hell bent on finding the culprit who caused his Natsumi such pain, and silencing him.
"Natsumi!" he called, getting her attention as she peered down over the countertop, tears dripping from her eyes.
"Oh hey Toad, what's up?" Her voice sounded cheerful, but not enough to fool the Keroronian solider.
"You're crying. Who did this to you?" His voice was assertive yet calm, as he clenched his fists, plotting the violent torture he would bestow upon the degenerate who had hurt her. "Hopefully it was that Mutsumi punk…"
Natsumi's eyebrows cocked and she stared at the alien with a confused look, "What are you talking about? I'm cutting onions."(Narrator Note: Cutting onions makes people's eyes water due to the sulfuric compounds contained within the onion peels, which is also the reason why they smell so bad. Seriously, tell your friends.)
"Onions!" Giroro gonked, a cold chill coming over his body as he slumped down the side of the counter, realizing how much energy he had wasted over…onions.
Natsumi rolled her eyes, pushing the sliced vegetable to the side as she reached for the potato, peeling off the brown skin, "You know frog, I could use some help finishing dinner, if you want," the teen said in a very nonchalant tone, cutting the skinned potato in half.
This instantly perked up the solider, who sprung back to his feet with his newfound purpose, assisting his love. Trying to keep his cool exterior, he accepted Natsumi's offer with a, "Yeah, sure," before going immediately to work, taking over Natsumi's job of cutting vegetables while she switched to making the broth. To make this broth, she mixed together dashi, soy, sugar, sake, and a touch of mirin for extra flavor. Just as soon as she was done with this, Giroro had finished his task and they poured the two mixtures into the saucepan, creating one delicious dish.
Giroro struggled not to blush, given how close he was to Natsumi. As he watched her broth soak into his vegetables, he couldn't help but think of how he wished to be those veggies, soaking up Natsumi's—(Narrator Note: Seriously, who writes this crap?)
"You done with those, Toad?" Natsumi asked, pointing to the knife and cutting board Giroro was still holding.
"What? Oh, yeah, er—sure." Giroro answered, surrendering his utensils as he snapped from his dreams.
Natsumi threw the dirty dishes in the sink, leaving more work for Keroro to do after dinner, "Well thanks for helping." She smiled, covering the stew to let it simmer, keeping it warm for dinner time.
"You're welcome…my love,"Giroro said quietly to himself, walking back outside to resume his previous task, breaking fire wood. He would need a good fire if he wanted to roast sweet potatoes for Natsumi tonight. He took one more look through the glass door, watching his red-haired wonder girl set the table for her family. A straight A student, athletic genius, household leader, and feisty warrior, 'Natsumi, you really are…something else.'
The first chapter is complete! Please rate and review, I need comments and critiques to keep this puppy going! ^_^ Oh, and in case you were doing the math of Fuyuki's and Natsumi's ages and going…"that's not right," let me straighten that out now. I'm going by their ages in the manga, not the anime, to try to make Giroro not AS pervy, lol. In the manga, Natsumi begins in the 9th grade, as age 14. She turns 15 at the end of that year on Dec 2nd, and the following year she turns 16 (as she is in my story), so I SUPPOSE this could be the start of their third year on Peokopon, but then again they didn't invade on New Year's so…Wait, too much information? Ok, I'll stop there. Anyways give me comments! See ya!
PS: Natsumi's hair is red in the manga. ^.-