A/N: Well guys, been a while, hasn't it? Maybe I should pick this story back up, polish it off a bit, and add a new chapter, eh? So here's a redux on Chapter One. I'm correcting a few mistakes and doing a bit of cleanup in a few parts.

Old A/N:

Finally, I have the inspiration for a new story! Oh god, but I'm editing it at 5:00 in the morning… cool… sounds like I need Pepsi! (opens a can) Mmmmm… caffeine… uh, soda's good too.

Sure as hell wish I had a teacher like Kuroi. My grades would be a hell of a lot better.

I've actually noticed that on school days I wake up and get ready better if I wake up at 5:00 so when I heard my alarm go off during spring break…

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Lucky Star. However, I do own Konata... at a game of Golden Eye: Source, that is.

Yes, I Love You Too

Slowly but surely a SWAT unit inched out from behind cover, resulting in seventeen MP5 rounds quickly flying by. With about twenty seconds left in this match, his teammates were dead, and he himself had to get to the bomb and disarm it.

He went over his equipment: an M4A1 Carbine, .50 caliber handgun, and a flashbang. He took out the flashbang and decided that this would do the trick nicely.

He threw the grenade over his puny boxy cover towards the source of the previous shots and turned away. He heard it go off. He smiled, leapt out of cover, and pulled the trigger...

...well, he would have pulled the trigger, had the enemy pulled his even before he got out of cover. As the counter-terrorist fell to the ground, the enemy had opened their comms-line just in time for him to hear the words...

"So why aren't you doing your homework, Izumi?"

Konata gasped – both at the raw talent of the terrorist and the identity of the player, and as well as her ability to identify her on any game, be it C**nt*r-Str*ke, M*nster H*nt*r Tr**, or even W*rld of W*rcraft. How does Kuroi-sensei do it?

But then it struck her. How had Kuroi been able to kill her – much less get a headshot – while under the effects of a flashbang? It had to be hacks.

"Sensei, you are so dishonorable to use an aimbot just because you want me to do my homework!" she cried out, feeling insulted.

"Well, I just stopped your gaming flat. Might as well crack that textbook open since – oh, look at that. Match ended. Now get off the server and DO YOUR HOMEWORK!"

Sure enough, the announcer had said in that painful radio voice "Terrorists Win" and the round stats were displayed: Zero kills for counter-terrorists, seven kills for terrorists. Boy, Konata hated hackers all to hell. I just wish I could throw a large computer-like object at her...

So, her anger motivated her to actually get off the server and do some homework.

Konata could hardly believe it herself. She sat back and looked at her cluttered desk full of finished homework, and without any help. Konata swore to herself that she was either dreaming or hallucinating. She decided to just call Kagami. She felt like bragging.

Konata dialed the number for the Hiiragi residence. The phone was picked up rather quickly, as if she had already been at the phone expecting it to ring. Konata opened her mouth to say something when she was interrupted by a hurried and annoyed "Yeah, yeah, I love you too!"

Kagami went silent after a giggle on the other end became audible. She felt herself blush greater than any crush-ridden schoolgirl could get when asked out by their biggest crush, except this was more embarrassing than lovely. "Uh—c-c-cut it out, that was not m-meant for y-you!" she managed to stutter out the words right before Konata fell into a fit of howling laughter.

"Oh, my, how I wish I had a phone recorder; that was just sooooo classic! My tsundere wuuuuuvs meee!" Konata said the last part with a teasing tone. She was rewarded with a hefty sum of "shut up" from the other end of the line. It was like winning the lottery with Aya Hirano's measurements. Score! she silently screamed. Thank you, whoever's up there for this impressive opportunity!

Kagami had a feeling she knew what Konata wanted so she had her homework in her hand. Then again, Konata has been pretty dependent on me… She put her answers back away and flatly said "Anyways, what's up. And no answers tonight or I swear I will rip your head off."

"Oh I couldn't possibly copy from you when I know you love me baaaack…" Konata drawled out playfully, and then added, "Besides, you usually let me see it anyways. It must be true! My Kagamin wants to see me in college so she can confess in a better setting!"

"Damn it, Konata! I don't love you! There is no way I could!" Kagami said, trying to seem menacing, but the blush from the previous remarks still grew like an infection. She could just imagine Konata smiling from ear to ear and giggling her rear end off. "And why can't you do your own homework!"

"…Oh yeah, that's why I called…" Konata said, then continued, "I was so sidetracked by this sudden confession I forgot that I wanted to brag about doing my own homework! Now, I know I do love you and stuff, but I'm starting to not need you less and less. But I'll still be there for you!"

Sure, you're just now starting. After a week of copying five classes worth of work and a project, that is, Kagami thought with a scoff. W-wait a minute, what did she say?

"So anyways, I was hoping maybe the two of us could hop on L*ft 4 D*ad and blast through a campaign map real quick, maybe Crash Course?" Konata suggested before anything was suspected. Kagami jumped back to the real world. "Ooh, was my Kagami dreaming of me?" Konata added teasingly. Double score!

Flustered, Kagami spluttered out hurriedly, "O-only of how annoying you are!" Of course, Kagami wasn't trying to really make a comeback now; she just wanted Konata off the phone. Hmmm… I wonder what the friendly fire settings will be in the campaign...

"Are you sure it wasn't erotic in nature?" Konata said suggestively.

"You… you perverted miniscule crazy-old lazy-ass otaku who constantly tries to bother her friends in search of homework answers!" Kagami said angrily, and slammed the phone into the receiver. She then stormed off into her room, sat down, and opened a pack of Pocky she had bought this morning on her way to school. She laid down on her bed and stared at the ceiling.

No, it isn't true; it's that so-called "I love you" card she's been playing since… since… She honestly couldn't remember. Has she been joking about that? Did she mean some other form of love?

I can't even tell anymore. She's changed so much within the last week or so and… and… Kagami bit her lip.

I think I love you too, Konata…

Author's Note: Success! We have secured Control Point One. Now on to Control Point Five!