Me and my best friend Blaze wrote this fanfic together :) I can't decide whether its going to be crack, or have some sort of plot to it. I know, its not that good, but I'm learning! Torture isn't really my thing...

Yes, the characters are supposed to be me and Blaze, with surnames names taken from various anime and manga :) Yes, Matthew Fujioka is a real person, but we gave him a new last name.

By the way, he doesn't know about this :3 So don't tell him, yeah? He was just really horrible to me, and Blaze suggested we publish a fanfic about him to take our anger out on.

Enjoy, I guess? Hahaha ^_^


The door of classroom 1-9 was forcefully pushed open, and a brunette with shoulder-length hair and red glasses slumped into a chair in the almost-empty classroom. The redhead opposite her swung around on her chair to face her.

"So, did you do it?" she pushed her purple glasses further up her nose and leaned in.

The brunette ignored her, instead taking out a purple notebook with the name 'Louise Hiiragi' written in glitter on the front.

"What happened? Tell me, come on!" the redhead pushed her curly hair over her shoulder and took out a tattered textbook.

"Blaze, he just ignored me!" Louise Hiiragi looked sadly at her best friend. "I spoke to him, and he walked away like I didn't even say a thing!"

"He did what? Who, what, where, why and where can I find a freaking baseball bat?"Blaze Takara shrieked back at her. "What kind of an idiot would ignore a totally awesomeperson like you?"

"Awesome… right." Louise sighed. "If I was so awesome, why'd he ignore me?"

"Because he's a complete lowlife who wouldn't know an awesome girl if her BFF hit him in the face with a baseball bat?" Blaze suggested. "Speaking of baseball bats, you got one that I can hit whoever this guy is with?"

"Whoever this guy? Where have you been these past months?" Louise wore an expression of bewilderment on her face. "This guyis Matthew Fujioka, only the most attractive, athletic and outright amazing person on campus!"

"I've been hiding under a rock" Blaze replied sarcastically. "But seriously, I've never heard of this guy before now… but I still want to hit him with a baseball bat"

"You need to get your memory checked, Blaze. Seriously…"

"Yeah, I know..." sighed Blaze. "I can remember all of the illegal- I mean… awesome... things I've done, but not things like what I had for dinner last night and who my friends are."

"You remember me."

"Well yeah, because you'd kill me if I forgot about you, some of the things we've done aren't exactly legal AND because you're awesome" grinned Blaze.

"Okay, we're kind of getting off the subject here." Louise's face grew serious. "Just what the hellare you planning to do with the baseball bat?"

"You probably don't want to know, I'm pretty sure it's not legal… but let's just say it involves this Matthew person and a WHOLE lot of violence" Blaze smirked.

"Well, if it's your idea, then obviously it'd be illegal."

"You know me too well, Louise" Blaze frowned. "If you really want to know, I was planning on hitting him with it and not stopping until I think he's had enough… which will probably be never."

"Look, Blaze, I love you and all, but don't you think that's a little… uh… masochistic? Even for you?"

"No, not really" Blaze said calmly "Then again, I have no idea what maso-whatever even MEANS..."

Louise sighed. "Alright, fine. You can bash him with a baseball bat. But if his parents sue you, I'm not paying for your bail."

"Aww, come on! I got someone else to pay for my bail last time I did something like this!" she joked.

Louise brushed her messy brown hair out of her eyes and gave Blaze a stern look. "I've been trying to save my money for the new Haruhi Suzumiya figma that came out. I'm not wasting it on your bail again."

"Fine." Blaze grumbled. She turned around and began to walk out of the empty classroom. "I'm going to the baseball team to borrow a bat." As she walked out the door, she banged straight into a teenage boy with sandy brown hair and blue eyes.

"Do you have a baseball bat?" she asked automatically.

"Uh, no… Do I want to know why you want one?" The boy replied, confused but a smile tugging at his lips.

"Oh, nothing interesting. Just to beat the living daylights out of some moron called Matthew Fujioka." Blaze looked up at him and said matter-of-factly.

"Is that so?"

"Eeyup."

"Well, I'm Matthew Fujioka, and I don't think I'd appreciate anyone 'beating the living daylights' out of me anytime soon, thank you very much." He smirked at her.

"You're Matthew Fujioka?" Blaze turned to Louise, whose mouth was currently hanging wide open. "He's Matthew Fujioka?" she jabbed her thumb in his direction. "He's cute!" she mouthed at her.

"So, you were planning this, I'm assuming?" Matthew looked directly at Louise.

"I, uh, no, I mean, I-" she stuttered back to him, her face turning an odd shade of tomato red.

"Well obviouslywe were planning this!" Blaze spun around to face him. "She musters up the courage to come up and talk to you, and you just ignore her?"

"Blaze…" Louise hung her head. "Can you please not do this… at least not now."

"You think that she appreciates that? You think that she enjoys that?" Blaze continued, slowly backing him out of the classroom, her hand rapidly approaching his face. "You think that's how to get girls? Well you're clearly mistaken!" Just as her fist was about to make contact with his nose, Matthew grabbed Blaze by the shoulders and swung her around.

"So you decide to find me and beat me to death with a baseball bat?" he raised his eyebrows and grabbed her wrist, pushing it away and letting go of her.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"And you didn't even stop for a second to think of the consequences?"

"Nope."

Matthew sighed and turned to leave, but not before Blaze grabbed his jacket and yanked him back.

"This mean war." She hissed at him.

"Yeah, totally. War. Right…" he shook her off of him and walked out the door, scooping up his bag from his desk.

"I think that guy is in my class…" Blaze said, confusion spreading over her face.

"Matthew Fujioka is in your class and you never even bothered to tell me?" Louise shrieked at her, embarrassment forgotten.

"I can't even remember half of the kids in my class, Louise. Calm down."

"Yeah, that is true…" Louise looked thoughtful. "Hey, what did you mean by, 'this means war'?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing." Blaze grinned mischievously. "I'm going home now, see you tomorrow, okay?" She flipped out her phone. "Don't call me tonight; I have some stuff I need to do."

"I…" Louise shook her head. "You know what; I'm not even going to ask."

"For once." Blaze laughed.

"Blaze…" Louise sighed.

"Bye!" she sang as she waltzed out of the door. What Blaze Takara was up to was anybody's guess. But one thing's for sure – it wasn't going to be pretty.