This Is My First FLCL Story, so don't be hatin'!

This story is rated for mild… well… I don't know. Reading this takes ALOT of imagination and knowledge of the plot. Just read it, and tell me what you think. It could be better, yet it could be worse. But, I'm an idiot, so it must be cool… Right?

Things:

Text Like This Is Present Time.

Text Like This Is Past Time.

Text Like This Is Imagination.

Text Like This Is, Well... Me.

Text Like This Is Nothing.

"Will you just go away!"

"Nandaba, you're not going to solve anything just by moping around in this messy room all day!"

"I don't even know why you're in my house anyway! So just go!"

"No Naota, please if you just…"

"NO!"

The young man and woman stared back at each other silent. Both were clad in middle school uniforms, and hate flowed through both their eyes.

Eri stood in the ankle deep mess that was Naota's room. She looked around at it, pulling on one of her braids as she did. The room looked as it always did. Messy and still having that strange vibe about it. Her thoughts ran to what had happened just minutes before.

"Nao, the girl is here to see you!"

She had stood there in his living room, a room she had of course, been in before.

"Have a seat, he won't take…"

"No thanks." She interrupted. She glared back at Naota's father, Kamon.

Did he had always had that creepy look?

"So, Mayor Ninamori's Daughter, you've grown up well."

Eri could feel the eyes behind his glasses looking at certain parts of her body they should not have been looking at.

"I don't think that's any of…"

"Perhaps when you and Nao are through, you could.." He licked his lips, "Save some for the real man of the house."

Hatred filled her body. She snapped back in rage: "Listen, I'm in 8th grade, I'm only 14, and you are 50 something, so go stick your finger up some one your own age's ass, because I really don't have the patience for this!" She walked off to Naota's room by herself, ignoring the whining Kamon who was pouting on the floor.

"Oh please. Younger girls can do more. I'll do anything. Curry and Marshmallows? Maybe Chocolate?"

He began to spasm when she continued walking.

"Please? Furi Kuri, Fooly Cooly. Furi Cooly. Fooly Kuri? ANYTHING DAMN IT! I'M DESPRATE!"

Eri walked to Naota's room, where she found him, sitting on his bed, looking at the ceiling.

"Nandaba, we're going to be late. If you would just…"

"What does it really matter, Ninamori?"

"I thought this was over with, c'mon! We're going to be late!"

She grabbed his arm and pulled him to his bedroom door. It was like this all the time. From Monday to Saturday, she would pull him from his room, and drag him to school.

It was pointless though. For he would skip after lunch, and hang out under that bridge all day.

It truly pissed Eri off.

Here she was, trying to help this boy get an education, and he would just blow it by running off. It was true Naota style, she told herself. Every night she prayed she could fix it. How can you sit back and watch someone you love throw their life away…

Love?

No, she didn't love Naota, that was a lie. Oh wait, or was that a lie?

They were all lies.

This morning, however, was different.

"No! I'm not going today, Ninamori!" He pushed her away.

"Naota, you must go to school!"

"I refused before, and I'll refuse again! I don't even know why you do this anyway, Ninamori, it's pointless!"

"Naota."

She saw the look in his eyes, and a tear streamed down.

His body shook. How dare she see him cry like this? It was wrong! Just make it end…

He grabbed the blue bass guitar, and with a quick blow, swung it to her head. It would do no good now. No channel would open, and no power would be formed. All he wanted to see was the blood that dripped from her head, and onto the floor. Her eyes wide open with nothing but death in them. Her lips questioned:

"Why Naota, why?"

But it was all in his head.

It was time to go to school, again. He would be a better person, a better man than what he ever thought he would be. But, did Eri believe it too? Or was her just alone. Lost in this silly thought.

In reality, he hugged her. It caused her to be completely stunned, and she did not move. She closed her eyes in happiness.

"Nao, let's not go to school today."

He looked deep in her eyes.

"We can go anywhere you want, Nao, just you and me."

"You mean that, Eri?"

They lost their track of thought as they held each other for a long while, doing nothing but looking into each other's eyes.

"Of course."

End Theme

As most (or all) of you should be aware, I don't own FLCL. No. That right belongs to the wonderfully insane people of Gainax, or whatever other people have purchased/borrowed/stolen rights to FLCL. I am not one of them. Just a broke teen girl, who has a hell of a lot of time on her hands.

Please forgive for writing such crap,

Jewelie

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