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To Pockygirl 2002- I like the idea. I thought of something else, but your idea is much better. I'll give you full credit for this one.

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WARNING: These bits of fan fiction are completely strewn with random and mindless humor. Read at your own risk.

GYRAX Presents…

Love Hina: BakaFictions to Go

Chapter 3: You Got Served! (By a Junior High School Student)

"You better make it shine, Keitaro." Naru watched the landlord wash the floor on the second story, making sure he didn't slack off. Too bad he didn't wear his glasses today.

"Didn't I already wash this floor?" the landlord replied as he moved the washcloth towards Shinobu's room.

"You washed it, all right, but you didn't give it any shine. I want to see my reflection on this wood." She knelt down and looked at the floor to look for her reflection.

Keitaro suddenly stood up and marched towards Naru. "Are you screwed up in the head or something!" He made not have made it shine, but he made it slippery, and he found out the hard way. His right foot slipped and he began to fall backwards. "WAAARGH! I NEED SUPPORT!" He grabbed Naru's left arm to keep balance, but he just took her down with him.

Purely out of writer's convenience, Shinobu walked out of her room to investigate. What she saw had shocked her… to the max!

Naru, somehow, managed to be sitting on Keitaro's chest with her legs spread out. Needless to say, it was an embarrassing position, especially with the fact that she was wearing a skirt, today.

"SEMPAI, HOW COULD YOU!" shouted the junior high student.

The three-time ronin looked at her with an "Oh (bleep)!" look on his face. He knew he was in trouble.

"SEMPAI, HOW COULD YOU LET NARU DEFILE YOU LIKE THAT AFTER ALL SHE SAID ABOUT HOW BEING A PERVERT WOULD BE THE DEATH OF YOU!"

All Naru could say was, "WHAT THE F--------K!"

"Naru! I never knew you were a moral hypocrite, and that you would go through such measures to get Sempai! For that, I CHALLENGE YOU TO A GRANDIOSE-SCALE BREAKDANCE-A-THON! BRING ON ALL YOUR BABY SUICIDES, MASTER SWIPES, 1990s, AND HEADSPINS-INTO-TERROWRIST-HOLLOWBACKS, BEE-YOTCH!" Shinobu storms out of the hallway, only to slip and fall face first on the floor.

Later, in front of the Hinata Sou, Keitaro and Naru walked out of the building to see a heavily focused Shinobu standing on a really big cardboard square next to a silver Sony CFD-S300 CD Radio Cassette Recorder Boombox. Her eyes were clearly on Naru.

Naru gave the landlord a blank look. "Did I ever remember accepting this challenge?"

"Well, not really." He said with an equally blank look.

"We're outside of the house, so I can't back down." She walked to Shinobu.

The rest of the crew watched with a mix of shock, amazement, and confusion.

Motoko was just confused. "Shinobu's unusually bold today. And I didn't know she knew Capoeira."

"That's because Shinomu's powered by Jesus Juice!" Su was cheerful as usual. She was doing a lot of other vague and done-to-frickin-death Michael Jackson references.

"This is gonna be more fun than when I saw Star Wars: Episode III on its premiere date!" Kitsune exclaimed excitedly.

Motoko just looked at her. "You're a nerd?"

"Did I say anything?"

Back at the cardboard square, which Shinobu miraculously found in some random place, the two contestants were staring at one another, Shinobu with the focus of a warrior, and Naru with a "Why the hell did this happen to me?" look.

"If you win, Naru, I'll let you off the hook." Shinobu declared. "But if you lose, you'll let me have Keitaro for a whole week, while you go out with Mutsumi!"

That statement threw everyone into shock, the extreme kind, too, especially Naru, because she was the one that was going to be seen as a lesbian by the entire flipping city.

And Kitsune had the audacity to say, "I think Naru's in some major (bleep)."

Naru walked off the cardboard while Shinobu turned the CD player on. Random Hip-Hop blares from its speakers. (Or that breakdancing song from Robot Chicken, for those of you out there who have actually seen it.) Shinobu stood on one hand with her legs pointed forward. She held it for five seconds.

Five seconds was long enough for everyone put an all-new look of shock and amazement on their faces, their jaws almost hit the floor. Naru's jaws already hit the floor.

"How the hell am I supposed to counter that!"

Shinobu stood back up and crossed her arms, waiting for Naru's turn.

Naru entered the square, irritated. "What am I supposed to do, the robot?" With a short pause, she advanced forward, only to trip on her two feet. Now she's sliding across the giant square, spinning on her back, while screaming her head off.

Naru regained composure and stood back up. She stood off the cardboard a square quickly, allowing Shinobu to have her turn.

If that ain't a fluke, I don't know what is. Shinobu thought as she advanced to the square. Immediately, she dove backwards and used her hands to support herself. It quickly turned into a headspin.

While spinning, a shoe fell off her right foot and made contact with Keitaro's eye. Too bad he didn't wear his glasses today.

Not knowing about her shoe, she stopped spinning and her back flopped to the ground. Then, she performed a flawless Valdez walkover and stood back up. It didn't take long to see that Keitaro had his eyes closed in extreme pain and was stumbling towards her.

The landlord walked to the cardboard square, not seeing where he was going. His right foot slipped and he began to fall backwards. "WAAARGH! I NEED SUPPORT!" He grabbed Shinobu's left arm to keep balance, but he just took her down with him.

Shinobu, somehow, managed to be sitting on Keitaro's chest with her legs spread out. Needless to say, it was an embarrassing position, especially with the fact that she was wearing one of those dresses with the hoodie on, today.

"Oh no! Now I defiled Sempai!" She stood up and ran a few feet away, embarrassed to the extreme.

"KEITARO, YOU SLIMEBALL!" Naru approached the landlord with demonic intentions.

"HAH! I don't think so!" Keitaro jumped a few feet away. Suddenly, he produced a bomb out of nowhere. "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALI…"

BLAAAAAAAM! The bomb exploded on his face, making it a nice and charcoal-colored. Apparently, the idiot forgot that he already lit the fuse.

And the day ended without any future lesbian subtext.

End Chapter 3

Nothing like random humor to cheer someone up, eh? (I'm going to hell for this chapter.)

Review this shizz-nite, and I'll lay down chapter 4.

Sleepy Time Naru, Complete with Snoring Action.