Clash of the Brigades

I don't own anything.

Part I: Just who the hell do you think I am!

Well, it was a relatively quiet day in the clubroom. Nagato had just returned from another one of periodic visits to the Computer club, the lovely Miss Asahina was brewing another pot of tea, Koizumi and I were engaged in an exciting game of chess (it took me a few more turns to get into a winning position against the smug bastard than normally; perhaps he's getting better), and Haruhi was nowhere to be found.

Checkmate.

"Well, Kyon, it looks like you've won again. I'm impressed."

Hopefully, you're not too impressed. A 5-year old who had just learned the names of all the pieces could have beaten you.

He smiled as he put the pieces and board away, and placed it back on the bottom shelf of the bookcase. Pulling out a deck of cards, and still smiling, he then suggested that we play something a bit different. "Perhaps I'd be better off trying to win against you in a game of luck, rather than skill."

So, you pretty much just admitted that you're terrible at all these games? Damn, I should have recorded that!

Just then, the door slammed open, and everyone except Nagato turned to face what would obviously be our indomitable leader.

Instead, we were greeted by a musclehead who looked like he was only good at fighting and a girl who rivaled Asahina in beauty, but looked like she wanted the beat the musclehead over the head with a bat…which I just now noticed she was carrying.

"Yeah, this room's kind of small, but it'll have to do as our new headquarters."

"Um, bro, I don't think we can just go around this place and claim whatever room we want." The kid behind him, probably the voice-of-reason, reminded me of myself, although he was more afraid of who could be called the "leader" of this group rather than punitive. I wouldn't be surprised; the kid was only about half of the leader's size, and didn't look like he could put up much of a fight. Then again, nobody said anything about that busboy after he beat up that bodybuilder in that one book…by 'Palace Nick' or some other weird name. I can't remember.

"He's right. We should probably at least ask the people in charge, or at the very least, the people who are already here, if we can use this room or not."

"I'm sure they won't mind."

"You should always listen to the leading lady, 'hon. She might actually save you one day."

Another guy (at least, I think it was a guy) came in from the hallway. To be frank, he looked like the kind of guy would get along pretty well with Mr. Esper here. Following him closely was a short girl, maybe a bit shorter than Nagato, with white hair and blue eyes. If this were some kind of fantasy, she would probably fit the role very well of 'helpless princess.' She just walked in and started speaking in a very polite way. "Pardon us, friends, but we are looking for a room that we can use to set up our club. Might you know where we are able to find one?"

Nobody had said anything, and there was a staredown between the SoS members and this new crew who had yet to introduce themselves.

There was a light rhythmic sound coming from somewhere outside the hallway, almost like thunder. The sound was getting closer and closer. Maybe if we don't move, whatever's making the sound won't be able to find us. Then, from behind where the leader guy was standing, there was a deafening screech as our own leader had just leaped from behind him, taking him out in a single blow. Haruhi did a somersault, leapt to her feet, and twisted herself around in one move. If she had been anybody else, I would have probably found that maneuver incredibly alluring…but with Haruhi, it's kind of standard fare now.

"What the hell was that! Who tackled me?"

"Just what the hell do you think you're doing in my clubroom, you idiot? You'd better get out of here or you'll face the full wrath of the SoS Brigade!"

I beg you, please keep me out of this. I don't feel like getting into a fight today…or any day, for that matter.

" 'Idiot?' How dare you call me an idiot? Just who the hell do you think I am, you little bitch!"

The redhead behind the leader just put her hand to her face and looked at her watch, as if to time whatever was about to happen next. The guy took a big breath and put on a pair of orange pointed sunglasses just as he was about to begin what would hopefully be a short speech.

"Transferring from the Giha Preparatory School to North High for reasons known only to himself and his closest followers, he stakes out a claim for those loyal enough to follow behind him and bask in his manly glory! He has conquered many rivals, and the renown of his Gurren Brigade has spread far and wide throughout the entire world! The Mighty Kamina answers to no one, and especially not to a spoiled little brat such as yourself!"

Oh brother. It looks like this Kamina guy here has an even bigger ego than Haruhi herself. I can already tell this is going to be an incredibly long day.

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I always wondered what would happen if those two were to meet up. Some ideas are still cooking into my head, but I do have a definite way to bring in the combining aspect of Gurren Lagann in here.