Another tidbit of insanity from the Crazy Mind that brought you "Joker".

Please note that should I continue to write for this story (dependent on inspiration and how well it is received) you will see many things that you will find familiar. THIS IS INTENTIONAL. It's part of the plot, and a major part at that. Well, more or less. On second thought ignore all that.

I'm crazy, I know it, You'll know before long, and the world probably would know it after one peak into my mind.

Enjoy.

Konata POV

I've seen Kagami make many faces. I'm also well acquainted with each emotion behind them, as well as exactly how to trigger them. Some would call this obsessive, some would call it sweet, and still others would call it stalkerish.

I call it love.

How long? I don't know; I just kinda woke up to it one day out of the blue. It wasn't even an earth-shattering discovery, nor did I angst about how improper it was. I didn't wake up one morning and realize "Holy shit, I think I fancy Kagami! The way her lips curve into an irritated scowl when she goes Tsun-Tsun, or her adorable blush when her Dere-dere comes out to play…..especially when her lips turn to a smile when she thinks no one is looking."

Someone is. I'm ALWAYS watching her, even at the expense of watching myself. No boy will ever know her as well as I. No one will ever be as close to her as I am. No boy will ever know how to lighten her mood with a well placed jibe at her weight, or her attitude, or her not-so-secret love of Yaoi.

But, back to my previous tangent. It wasn't all that shocking, but it was satisfactory. I'm an otaku, and I'm proud of that fact….more or less. What would a girl like her want with someone like me? She'll go on to be a lawyer or something, and I'll be the weird friend always inviting herself over to hang out and mooch.

But that's okay. That's how I like it; I'm happy with that existence. I won't ever have her, but I can be close to her. We both know we'd have it no other way; it's almost a given with us. She keeps me grounded, while I teach her how to fly.

But then she met HIM. Kami-sama, how I hate that boy. The inferno itself, Hell, Hades, Purgatory, whatever you want to call it….that boy was spat right back out after Kami-sama deemed him unworthy of heaven. Damn him. DAMN HIM!

Fucking Kenji. If that's even his real name. Oh, she was smitten. But her body showed the affection that her heart didn't share.

Uhg….dammit, my head's getting spacey. I lost so much blood….oh well, the suit will deal with that soon enough. Or maybe it won't. Maybe I'm delirious right now. I bet Kagami would know, if she weren't so busy freaking out and trying to get me onto the suit before the temperate of my body fries my brain.

Back to the bastard. He came in, all sweet and shy. Kagami's flag was triggered the moment he "confessed". Oh, I wish I could have punched his face in then, before he did what he did.

AH! COLD! Oh, its cold…the suit must be working…the pain should be coming soon….ah, y-yep, there it is... Bullet was removed, right? I don't think it'd be good to heal around it…

Ah, there's that face. I just wanna lean forward and kiss her right now.

I've seen Kagami make so many faces, and I know them well…wait, I think I already thought about that? Oh, but the face she's making now…I think I like this face. Feverent hope, a hint of desperation, a few gallons of concern, and to top it off, a dash of love. At least I think it's love. It's something like that.

Oh, but the face she made earlier, seeing them threatening me….watching that helmet fold down and away, and seeing her face filled with such anger, such POSSESIVENESS…I believe in real life superheroes now. That American movie may have been fiction, but Kagamin….They'll whisper Kagamin's name in hushed, fearful tones.

Oh, oh, pain again. Oh, dammit! This was is worse than the first time! OW. OW. OW. OW. My leg feels like it's on fire, skinned, dipped in acid, skinned, dipped in salt, and OH SHIT! OW! All that at once! Think about something else, think about something else!

A-AH! K-Kagamin! W-well, crashing through the ceiling is defiantly a dramatic entrance worthy of a movie hero, and the ass-kicking a-AFTER! OW! Was defiantly awesome, but I'm not happy as the damsel in distress!

"Konata-sama, the main mending has been finished; I'm injecting a sedative to relax you and shutting off sensory feedback and audio on orders from Kagami-sama. You need your rest; rest assured that Konata-N and I will keep her safe while you rest. Your Temperature has returned to normal; diverting power back to primary systems."

Eh? Kagami is in my helmet? She's see-through, though. Oh, no, wait….That's the AI, Kagami-I. Such a great idea, modeling the AIs after us so we can be with each other all the time…oh, sleepy. Sedatives are working...

I want to join our bodies, Kagamin…maybe later in the future…because you know now that I only ever act like I did in your defense….

Let….me…..Let me be with you…Kagami…sama. . . . .

Basic story is that new boy shows up and more or less seduces Kagami by acting shy and nice, but turns out to be a major asshole who is a person who has been accused of date raping girls, but never had enough evidence against him, as well as having Mob/Yakuza connections.

Konata, having recently realized her less than platonic feelings for our twin-tailed tsundere, tries to intervene and stop their "relationship", but Kagami get angry and blows her off.

Konata catches him before he does to Kagami what he's done to many other girls, earning her parents eternal gratitude and putting them in her debt, as it was at the risk of her own life. Konata manages to get enough evidence for the cops to use to get Kenji jail time, while sustaining only a minor injury.

Namingly, a four inch scar on her left arm where she blocked a knife slash that was just a little too close for her to fully dodge.

Now it gets strange.

The new online game she's playing is run by a relatively new company, known only as KKK Industries, which is in fact run by a fully sentient Computer program who has knows only one master; Kyousuke Kousaka. However, this program -IS- the brains of the campany, so Kyousuke usually lets her do her thing.

Riko, that is Realtime Intellegence Knowledge Overmind, has been watching too many action movies, namingly, Iron Man, Terminator, and the like. When Kenji breaks out and threatens revenge on Kagami and Konata, and everyone they know, Riko puts her billions of dollars in resources and her powerful processing power to "good use" creating the worlds first viable "Iron Man" suit, custom fitted to one Konata Izumi, later also making one for Kagami Hiiragi.

Please keep in mind that this is a supercomputer program that can conceivably hack any and all normal and current computer networks due to being...you know, SENTIENT.

Things progress from there, and Riko more or less makes Kagami and Konata her superhero "pet projects", something that utterly THRILLS Konata.

A Skinsuit is made later that enhances speed and strength, and also provides some minor bullet protection, as well as being nearly knife-proof.

Thing is, Riko is hardly the first creation by the people who made her, and one of the previous versions is significantly more "Skynet"-like and more than willing to get Stab-Happy on the entire human race. said previous version escapes deletion, and wreaks havoc on the world, leaving it up to KKK Industries, The Kousaka family, and our two reluctant-scratch that, one enthused and one semi-reluctant normal girls-turned-somewhat-superheroes to try and save the world...or at least try and stem the flow.

Terminators. that is all that needs to be said. Both sides have them, but one isn't bound by any kind of morality.

Throw in some Yuri and cuteness into the mix, and you may come up with something almost as crazy as I am.