Woo! It's the weekend! Which gives me time to update again! :D I'm so thankful for all of the wonderful reviews ^/^ You guys are all great, really! :'3 And sorry this took so long, so much writer's block . Anyways, I should warn my audience about something, but I'd prefer to leave that in suspense until the end uwu So enjoy ~

Keroro

"Mois-dono! Where are you?"

"Over here Uncle!"

"Ah! You've already started washing the dishes, that's my girl!"

"Of course! Anything for you Uncle!"

"Oh Mois, what would I do without you?"

I watched her merrily wash the dishes that I was supposed to deal with. But Natsumi wasn't around, so that meant I could do as I pleased~ I could sleep, watch anime, build…gundam….damn that Kululu…I wish I could break something precious of his!
My teeth grit against each other out of anger.

"Uncle?"

"Gah! I'm so furious at that cruel Sgt. Major of ours! I wish I could make him feel the pain I feel!"

"You could say revenge?"

"I require my vengeance! And you're going to help me!" I pounced up as I grabbed her hand in mine, staring at her with determination. She was taken back, not expecting my approach, but it was Mois, she'd do anything for me!

"R-right Uncle…"

"Great! Now, go to the base and set up my reserved boxes of Gundam! I'll meet you there in a few minutes! Kero kero kero!"

I watched my precious Angol girl walk out of the room as I took over the dishes. Got to make sure Natsumi doesn't bite off my head or something. Oh! Speaking of Natsumi!

"Natsumi-dono! Thank you for helping me earlier!"

She simply ignored me, slamming the door behind her causing the pile of dirty dishes to shake. I hardly had enough time to react to them falling, almost shattering to the ground.

Kero! What on Pekopon is her deal!? What, is it that female thing Aki tells me about? Hahaha~ Silly Pekoponian females~

"Gunsou! Did you see Nee-chan pass by?"

Fuyuki looked very troubled, maybe Natsumi had an actual reason for being upset this time.

"Kero, she just walked out the door. When you get her, tell her to stop slamming doors! The dishes almost broke!"

"Uh, will do Sarge!" Fuyuki shouted as he, followed by Giroro ran out the door.

I wondered what all was going on, but I couldn't focus on that right now, my chores were done so now it was time…

"Gundam here I come!"

Koyuki

"Hmm~ It's such a beautiful morning! I wonder what Natsumi-san is doing right now~"

"Nee-chan! Where are you?!" Fuyuki called out.

"Huh? What's going on…? Fuyuki?"

"Oh Azumaya-san! Have you seen Nee-chan? She walked out of the house and was mad for some reason…"

"Huh? No I haven't, but I'll help you look!" I told him, jumping to the top of the light post, hopping from one to the other in search of Natsumi.

Hmm, I wonder why she's mad…
Sniffing the air, I tried to find a trace of her. Strangely, the air didn't pick it up yet, I wondered where she could have possibly gone…

"Onee-chan! Come on! It's this way!" a small boy's voice called out. Settling myself in a nearby tree, I watched a lone boy run out through the park. Then, I caught a familiar scent…

"H-hey! Wait up! I can't run!" Natsumi called back to the little boy.

Natsumi! Oh thank goodness she's alright! But why is she following this strange boy? Hmm, he seemed very familiar, but I couldn't figure out from where. Probably someone I've seen during recon with D.

I continued to follow them, making sure Natsumi wasn't being led into a trap. I found myself staring at the little boy more than I was Natsumi, something about him seemed strange.

"Gah! W-wait!" Natsumi called out. Just as she stepped, one of her crutches caught itself on a rock, causing it to fall from under her. Following right after was Natsumi.

"Ow…"

"Onee-chan! Are you alright?" the little boy ran to her side, handing her the fallen crutch. She nodded, smiling sweetly at the little boy. I could see a slight blush on the boy's face from my hiding place, a tinge of jealousy hit me.

Why am I jealous of this little boy? He's like…seven! And yet…he makes my blood boil the more I stare at him with Natsumi.

"Thank you- erm…you still haven't told me your name. I don't know what to call you, especially since I want to thank you properly."

"Oh um…my name isn't that important. Anyways, can you stand? I still need to find my sister…" he frowned, head hung low.

Natsumi smiled, placing her hand over the boys head and messing his hair up. "Of course I can. Nothing could stop me from getting you safely to your sister."

He smiled up at her, taking her hand gingerly and hugging it. Grr, that little boy needs to keep himself away from her!

Uh…ok this is getting weirder by the second…but why? Why is he so infuriating…?

"Just a little further now, she should be over here!" the boy called out, now he was walking along side Natsumi. His silver hair was still a mess from Natsumi as he trudged forward with a foolish little grin.

"Oh! Is that her over there?" Natsumi asked, seeing a silhouette of a girl appear at the corner of a wall. She was peaking out, staring bashfully at them. Her black mane of hair was tied back in a long ponytail. Her glasses were almost falling as they lay on the tip of her nose.

"Nee-chan! I thought I lost you!" the little boy shouted as he ran towards his sister.
She embraced him in a hug, taking the time to smile at Natsumi.

Taking her crutches she crutched over to the pair. "So he is yours then?" she asked, smiling.

The girl nodded.

"Ok, well since you're reunited you won't be needing me anymore, so I'll just be going now. Good bye" she said, waving slightly at them.

"W-wait! Nee-chan's doll is missing! It's mommy's favorite doll, we can't go home without it. She'll scold us for sure! Can you please help us?" the little boy cried out. His lower lip was quivering, his blue eyes were teary, and his arms were slightly shivering.

Natsumi couldn't object now, he had her in his trap, his evil little trap.

I couldn't stand that little imp! Maybe someone else wants to hang out with Natsumi, like me! Oh! I should report to Fuyuki about this…I just hope I can find her again…

Turning one last time to see that little toddler hoarding Natsumi, I stealth fully jumped out of the tree to another. That boy….he better not pull any dirty tricks…

Natsumi

What was I supposed to do, say no to a half crying boy? Gah, I couldn't if I tried…besides, he was such a cutie! He kind of reminds me of someone….that girl too…if I didn't now any better I'd say they were…nah.

Hmm, I wonder where they could have lost their doll. I didn't even know what it looked like.

"Hey, exactly what does this doll look like? Huh?" When I turned around, both children disappeared, leaving me all alone in the brush.

"Um, hello? Where did you go? Hello?"

I heard a rustling from the bushes next to me. Relieved, I set my crutches down and kneeled down to the bush.

"Don't scare me like that, I thought I lost- Huh? Ku-Kululu?!"

"Pochito!"

A white light enveloped me as the gun Kululu held shot at me. My limbs shrank, I felt dizzy, tired, confused, scared.

When I opened my eyes, he was gone. I felt shorter. When I stood up, my head reached up to a low branch. Looking at my hands and feet, I noticed they were smaller, slightly pudgier. Touching my head, I felt two tiny pig tails.

"I…I'm a kid!"

I looked down at my leg, realizing it still hurt. The bandages thankfully shrunk along with me, but how was I going to walk? My crutches were far too big.

"Kuwuwu! Come out hewe and change me bwack!" I shouted at the bush. But nothing happened. I didn't even hear his signature laugh.

Instead, I hear another laugh come from behind me, a familiar one at that.

"Natchi! Come play with us!" the boy shouted, extending his hand to me.

Tilting my head, I looked at him, puzzled. "How do you knwow my name?"

"Everyone knows your name! Come on silly, come play with us!" he smiled, taking my hand, tugging me over. Not being able to keep my balance, I found myself falling. I cried out, ready to hit the ground.

Instead, I didn't fall, I was caught. I looked up to see the boy holding me up. He grinned at me.

"Hey, you're really clumsy you know. Come on, I'll carry you!"

Before I could object, he lifted me up on his back, and piggy backed me towards the children's park. I couldn't put my finger on it, but he was dashingly familiar.

His hair was a silver mess of spikes, his eyes were beautiful ocean pools, and his voice was almost seductive, yet angelic. I knew him…but who is he?

"Wanna go on the swings?" he asked, smiling. A blush skipped its way onto my face as my childish instincts started to flow into me. I nodded, gripping the sides of the swings he set me on. I honestly didn't expect him to push me, but I enjoyed it.

"He he, higher, higher!" I replied, giggling in joy. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was smiling as he pushed me higher on the swing. All of my teenage, pre adult emotions and traits seem to fade from me in that instant. Darn that Kululu…but it isn't all that bad right?

In the midst of laughter, I felt him jump from behind me, latching himself onto the swing while still keeping it in a swaying way.

"Don't be scared! I'll keep you safe Natchi" he said, smiling down at me from his standing position on the swing. His smile provoked a deep blush as I looked up at him. He was cute, there was no question about it. But he was so much more than that. I wondered who he was…

"Hey, can I ask you somtin?"

"Of course! I'm your friend aren't I?" he replied, still smiling.

"Yeah. What's your name?"

He avoided the question entirely, instead he proceeded to bargain with me.

"I'll tell you my name if you spend the whole day with me."

Still looking up at him from the swing, I found myself nodding in agreement. The blush ever so evident on my childish cheeks. Nothing could ruin this moment.

"Nee-chan?!" Fuyuki called out as he saw me planted on the swing. Well, he just ruined the mood…

"Fu-ki?" I asked, puzzled.

The boy didn't seem all too happy now, he was now glaring at my brother, Giroro and Koyuki. Giroro seemed to be returning the glare. In my current state I had almost forgotten that I was mad at him…but why was I mad again? I was loosing my previous thoughts, replacing them with my childhood.

"So this is the kid?" Giroro asked gruffly, looking up at Koyuki.

She nodded in reply. "There's also a slightly older girl, but she doesn't seem to be around…when I found Natsumi she was still herself."

The boy's hands tightly clutched the swing, and in the next second he had one arms around me, almost protectively. I didn't know what to do, I was a kid, a kid with an almost broken leg. Part of me wanted to go home, but another part kept me seated on the swing, rebelling almost against my brother and friends.

"Natsumi-san, please come home" Koyuki called out, reaching her arm down, waiting for me to come to her. Instead, I surprised even myself.

"No! You're all a bunch of meanies!"

"N-nee-chan? Come on, don't be childish, you might hurt yourself like that" Fuyuki prodded. I kept my position.

"Natsumi, I don't want to have to take you back home by force-"
I stuck my tongue out at Giroro, irritating and baffling him at the same time. He deserved it.

"Natsumi-san, why don't you want to go home with us? Aren't we your friends?" Koyuki asked sadly.

"You guys are just bullies!" shouted the boy. He was still holding onto me, refusing to let them take me. He almost seemed a little older now.

"I don't need to take this from a kid! She belongs to us now hand her over!" Giroro shouted.

"I don't belong to anyone!" I shouted. He struck a giant chord. My child spirit didn't know where that came from, but from deep inside, the older me was screaming.

Before any of them could react or speak, I jumped from the swing, making sure my leg hadn't been hit upon impact. Without thinking, I found myself running somehow. My childish spirit took over my movements, it found a way to run, found a way to escape.

Behind me, Fuyuki, Koyuki and Giroro were chasing me. The boy seemed to have disappeared entirely from the picture, it only made me feel worse now. Turning the corner, I ducked into a convenient furrow under a tree.

I heard the sporadic voices of everyone running past the tree, shouting after me. I honestly couldn't believe they were that easily deceived.

My body refused to move from that spot, my whole being had finally accepted my kid nature. I felt alone, sad, scared. I didn't dare leave my hiding place though. I kept hearing noises, but I didn't dare open my eyes to see who was around me. And then I felt a pair of hands.

"Natsumi-chan…" Saburo cooed, making my eyes jolt open. I hadn't expectd him to show up and find me like this.

"Sabuwo?"

"He he, yeah it's me. Why are you hiding?"

"Evewyone's mean…"

"That's not true, they're just looking out for you…come on, let's get you home so Kululu can turn you back. Sound ok?"

I nodded, smiling faintly as my head hung low to the ground. He holstered me onto his back and began walking. My tiny arms gripped around his neck, legs crossed around his chest. His body felt warm, I couldn't help but nuzzle into it.

Then I heard him chuckle a little, so I quickly stopped, blushing from what I just did.

"It's fine Natsumi-san. Hmm, the weather is really nice today."

"Mhmm…" My face was till flushed from earlier.

"Summer's a wonderful thing, don't you think? It's so pretty."

"It's not all that great…" I muttered.

"You're not seeing all of it then," he chuckled, "Summer, the time for fun, the time for letting the kid in you out to play. Where the sky turns different shades of red, the air is as fiery as one's spirit. There's that, and so much more to love about Summer…"

I didn't know why, but I found myself blushing as I listened to him speak so poetically. It all sounded so nice, so complementing.

"What do you love about Summer, Natchi~?"

"Um…swimming!"

"He he, swimming is fun. Do you plan to swim this summer?"

"Uh huh! I wanna swim swoon, and I wanna swim with evewy one!" I chirped, the inner child releasing itself.

"How about we go swimming tomorrow then?" he asked.

"Yeah!" I shouted, cheering and chanting in glee. He laughed, it sounded so happy. I don't think I've ever heard him be so happy.

"N-Natsumi?!" Giroro shouted, staring at me and then proceeding to glare at Saburo.

A tension filled the space between them that I did not understand, they seemed to be thinking the same thing, and I had no idea what.

"It's time Natsumi comes home so your acquaintance Kululu can fix what he's done, pretty boy."

"She's going home alright, but I'll be the one to take her."

"You've done enough!"

"Stop! Stop fwighting!" I shouted. The attention was brought to me in an instant, my eyes were already watery and I could feel the hiccups of tears crouching in him throat.

They both stared back at each other, wearing looks of guilt. Saburo gently set me down, rubbing my back and telling me everything was fine, that they wouldn't fight.

"Hey, come on, don't cry. I'm going to let Giroro take you home now ok?"

Sniffling back the tears, I nodded.

He picked me up and set me on the flying saucer Giroro had rode on. I sat their obediently for the first time in my life, and just stared down, silent.

"Come on Natsumi…Fuyuki's worried sick about you…" Giroro replied, slowly walking beside the flying contraption, leading it with a convenient rope.

Before we were out of sight, I heard Saburo shout, "And don't forget about our date tomorrow, Natsumi-san!"

"D-date?! N-Natsumi what's he talking about?!" Giroro shouted.

Giggling at the silly frog, I picked him up and placed him to the front of the saucer. Placing my arms around him, I told him, "Take me home Wed…we can tawk about it over sweet potatoes."

So yeah, bunch of Saburo-ness in this chapter, you all knew it was coming eventually xp I am writing for a chance for all three love interests after all xD Sorry this Chapter was really rushed and not as great as the others, hoping that it'll get better after this one. . I'm also trying to make a scheduled for when I write and draw now to keep more up to date with all the stories ^-^ So yeah~ Hopefully soon! :D Until then, review :3