Hi, again. It's me Syaoran's Angel.

Well, I'm sorry that I didn't realise about the grammar, I'm not terribly great at that. At least it's readable!

Anyway, here's the 'spectacular' chapter 2 hahahaha…… no, it's not great. But anyway, let's see what you think of it!

By the way, thank you for the reviews, courage went up, down and back up. Keep them coming!

In answer to the FLCL fans questions, I have already planned out what's going to happen throughout the story and the end , it's just a matter of my brain now… Damn!

Let's get on with it, dammit!

My Head's Cursed

Chapter Two : Caressing Hands

It was early the next day, which was Saturday. Naota had fallen asleep on his bed even though he hadn't changed his clothes into his pajamas. He was starting to wake up when Canti decided to open his door and chuck a magazine at him. With Canti's perfect aim, it landed just where the robot wanted it to, on Naota's face!

Naota sat up with the shock and the magazine fell on his lap. Canti closed the door and walked back down the stairs. Naota sighed, dropped the it on the floor and went back to sleep

A few hours later Naota woke up and found himself staring at the front cover of the magazine. He reached over and turned the page over. Unfortunate for him, the page was a flashy well designed few pages but it had too much huge writing and being so 'early' in the morning, it made Naota's eyes go fuzzy.

"Ah! That's not good for the eyes!" He closed them instantly and moved his head the other way. Eventually, he sat up and walked to the bathroom, walking over the magazine without a care. On his way back, Kamon stopped him.

"Naota-kun? Have you seen Haruko?" Naota shrugged,

"You mean that mannequin right?" Kamon nodded.

"No I haven't, not today." Naota carried on into his room and slid his door closed.

He was casually getting his clothes from his draw when… he screamed.

"Ahhh! What the hell? My head!" Naota felt his head open up and as it did, blood trickled down his face. He sank to his knees and waited for something to surface. But it wasn't what he expected. Whatever it was drooped on his head as if it wasn't anything mechanical. The pain stopped and Naota put his fingers on whatever had just emerged from his head. It too, was covered in blood.

"What is this?" he lifted it up with both of his hands. "It looks like………… somebody's top." He looked at the other thing with came out at the same time. "And trousers?" he heard Canti come up stairs and in a panic; Naota hid the clothes under his bed and stood up. Canti walked in after knocking and halted for a second, then casually walked out, closing the door. Naota looked strangely at where Canti was and wondered to himself why Canti had just done that, without even doing anything. Naota looked down at himself and his face turned pink, he was standing butt naked in his room!

"My towel must of fell off when I got attacked by clothes!" Naota was embarrassed for a moment and then tried to forget. "It's just a damn robot it's not like there's a person in him or anything! Nor can he see me!" Shaking his head, he put some clothes on. As he did, more and more clothes flew out of his head and landed in a bloody mess on the floor. The pain, luckily for Naota was only very little.

He gathered the clothes into a pile and picked them up.

"These really need to be cleaned, but dads in the house so I can't do it here. The river, I'll have to go there." Naota said to himself.

Again without anybody to care where he was going, Naota walked out of the house, he could see Canti ahead of him yet he recalled that Canti hadn't been told to go anywhere.

"What the hell is that robot doing?" He asked himself. He was sure that Canti hadn't seen him despite Canti's numerous turning around so Naota decided to follow him.

Eventually, Canti had lead Naota where he wanted anyway, the river. Naota hid behind the wall of the bridge and peered through the side of it. Canti sat down on the ground beside the river and waited. After a few minutes they both heard a Vespa pull up and it's engine echoed under the bridge until it was turned off. Naota looked around the wall.

"Damnit Canti, get out of the way!" Canti was just about to move, Naota could sense it but just as he did, another top sprouted halfway out of his head, obscuring his view. "Ahh!" He yelped and leaned against the wall, pulling it out. "This is so disgusting!" He sighed, "what did I do to deserve this!"

'You're the only head that works Takkun!' Naota suddenly remembered that sentence.

"Bloody Haruko, get out of my head!" He said to himself.

' I don't like remembering my time with Haruko. I shouldn't even want to call her Haruko anymore! Haruhara! Ever since she came and destroyed my life…. Mamimi…. Haruko took me away from Mamimi! And where is she now? Disappeared…… I think .'

Naota stood up and picked up the blood covered clothes. Just as Naota was about to make an entrance on Canti and the mystery person, he dropped to the floor when he heard the Vespa drive away.

"I can't believe I just missed that…" Canti heard him and turned around. Naota stood up, clothes in hand and walked towards the blue robot in front of him.

"Canti, what on earth are you doing here!" Canti looked at Naota and shrugged, Naota frowned. "Look, go home before my dad gets worried, he doesn't want to loose two of his robot doll things." Canti nodded and walked away. Naota shook his head and kneeled down next to the river. He cleaned the clothes with the help of some washing powder he had taken.

' I looked up the river as if I could see Mamimi, wringing her school uniform's blue jumper while she was wearing it and then one of her shoes would carelessly float down the water waiting for me to collect it.'

As he plunged deeper into his memories, he was subconsciously cleaning top after top without realising that most of them had the logo : 'P!' on them.

But when he did realise…………

"Holy SHIT! Haruko, Haruko, Haruko! All of these belong to her!" Naota was lifting them up examining them. He suddenly dropped to the floor of his room; it had taken him that long to work it out. "Why must I get constantly reminded of her?" He took another look at the tops and trousers that he had scattered across the room. "Burn them, maybe?" Naota smiled evilly, "Yeah, that'll be fun."

"Why are you so upset, dad?" Naota asked at the dinning table, waiting for Canti to serve the food. Kamon sighed,

"Well, you see, Haruko hasn't been here lately and………" He lifted up Naota's magazine. He flicked it to a page and pushed it towards Naota. "I think I know where it went……" Naota looked down at the page. On a huge double page spread was a title that shouted at him, 'BOY USES FIRE FOR DOLL DEATH' within a few seconds, Naota had already decided the title was crap. He briefly read the following article and looked at the pictures. As he expected, it was of him.

'So that was the flashing I saw.' Again the photograph was taken by Samejima Mamimi. Naota looked up at Kamon, ready for whatever was coming next.

"I didn't think that you were that hamster, Naota…." Kamon looked down at the table as he spoke. He slammed his fist on the table and used his other hand to point at Naota aggressively. "There's only ONE PUNISHMENT I can think of for this!" Naota looked at him, he knew that Kamon was bloody angry but Naota didn't flinch, he waited for his dad to continue.

"A whole month of eating nothing but SPICY foods!" Naota loked at him in shock.

' First of all, I thought was 'is that all you could think of?' And secondly I didn't and quite obviously didn't like that one bit as dad smiled at my expression.

Later I thought that it was the evening so I was wondering if he would start it now. '

"So, how do you like that Naota-kun? You burn up my doll, I burn up your mouth." Kamon looked at him, smugly. Naota shrugged, took his dinner and looked at it. He could smell the spiciness whirling up his nose making him feel sick.

"You have to eat it Naota."

"I'll eat it upstairs." Naota said, walking slowly up them, holding the plate in his hands. He smiled, remembering that he still had some leftover food from his days of hiding. In his room, he put the plate on the floor. Miyu Miyu was sitting on his bed and jumped off and ran to the plate.

"I know you like this stuff." He said, stroking Miyu Miya's fur. "Eat it all." After Naota had ate what little normal food he had left he went outside. The whole house stank of curry; he couldn't take it any longer. Yet again, carrying his baseball bat, he walked to the riverside and lay down on the comforting grass and closed his eyes.

While Naota was asleep, he subconsciously listened to the noise of somebody's footsteps coming towards him. He felt something warm touch his cheek, he smiled and slowly opened his eyes. Nobody was there. Naota looked around, suddenly a flash of light quickly blinded him.

"Camera….. Again?" Naota asked himself. He sat up and scanned the area, he seemed well and truly alone which wasn't a surprise to him. In the next flash that occurred, he saw an outline of something trying to hide in a nearby ditch. Quickly, he ran over to it as fast as he could and jumped into the ditch, clutching his bat, ready to attack. He closed his eyes as he did and landed on something soft and warm, unlike the ground. When he opened them opened again, he couldn't see anything. He backed off the warmth, stood up and looked at what he had landed. Naota dropped his bat in shock, like another scene in a clichéd 'shocking' moment, but then again, it was shocking.

"Mamimi……." Mamimi looked at him and smiled. After receiving a tap on his shoulder, Naota spun around in shock. "Canti!"

Without saying anything, Mamimi pulled Naota to the ground so he was sat with his back to Mamimi, in-between her legs. She squeezed him tight.

"It's been so long Naota!" Naota's eyes became smaller in shock.

'She remembered what I shouted at her…… It sounds odd. But I suppose it's for the better…' He thought. Mamimi snuggled her face up to his as he too, hugged her arms that were around him. He then turned around and looked at her. Mamimi looked slightly older but her hair was the same and as always, she was wearing a short beige skirt and a blue jumper, very similar to her old school uniform, but not. Mamimi stroked his hair and smiled.

"I like your head. Did anything come out of it?" Naota felt tears form in his eyes. He hugged her once again. All he could say was 'Mamimi' amongst his crying. After he stopped, he looked up at her.

"I'm tired, Mamimi……… Where do you live?"

"No where here. I suppose I'm homeless here." Naota kept her eyes on hers and after a few moments a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Stay at my house, I'll drop the ladder from my room." Mamimi smiled back and nodded.

Patiently, she stood waiting underneath Naota's window. She felt a sense of excitement wash over her.

"Lord Canti, I'm staying with you and Naota tonight!" When Mamimi was safely in Naota's room she put her bag of belongings on the floor and took out some pajamas. Naota left the room so she could get changed, but she had already started to pull her top off before Naota could even reach the door so he almost pegged it to the door to get out. Quickly shutting it behind him, he blushed,

'Does she have any sense of dignity!' Naota asked himself. When he decided to himself that it was ok to come back in, he slid the door open and walked in. Mamimi was wearing blue shorts and a long, white top. Naota joined her on the bed. He leaned on her shoulder, just like he had with Ninamori but he didn't hesitate, these were special moments to himself and Mamimi. Mamimi lay down, holding onto Naota as she did.

"About my head; a Vespa came out from it."

"Haru-san's?" Mamimi asked. Naota sighed;

"Yeah……… and her clothes."

"Her clothes!" Mamimi shifted her eyes, "can I borrow some?"

"I suppose they'd got o better use then if I burned them." Naota said, though he didn't like the idea of that.

"Your becoming like me, Naota, do you like burning things too?"

"Yeah…… I suppose I'm becoming addicted." Naota admitted to himself; he was starting to sound more and more like Mamimi, which scared him.

"Then do you want to join me in worshipping Lord Canti!" Mamimi asked.

"Lord Canti? Are you still hooked on Fire Starter?" Naota asked, rolling off her onto the bed. Mamimi turned to face him.

"I saw you playing it when you were burning Haru-san." Naota frowned,

"I didn't burn her, I burned a doll that looked like her."

"That's good then, but you know? You're already burning things that look like humans…. I wonder why." Mamimi thought while putting her arms around Naota. They both closed their eyes and slowly drifted into sleep.

The next morning Naota opened his eyes to see that Mamimi had gone. He shifted his eyes and looked out to his balcony to find Mamimi standing there, smoking. Naota pulled himself out of the bed and joined her.

"You still smoke?" Mamimi looked at him from the corner of her eye.

"Not the strong ones though." Naota sighed and looked out at the sky.

"The sky is so peaceful and with one look down, your instantly converted to chaos, it's such a ……" Naota thought, but he couldn't thinkof the right word. "Difference." Mamimi smiled.

"I miss this place though. Life's a lot different in the city."

"You didn't set fires there, did you?" Naota asked. Mamimi shook her head.

"No, because I couldn't hear Lord Canti talk to me in my head, so I didn't." Mamimi slowly walked into the room, which was dark. Unexpectedly, she started to undress herself! Naota quickly turned around and looked back up at the sky, blushing subconsciously.

"Naota, do you have a towel in here?" Mamimi called.

"In one of the draws, I think."

He heard her leave the room after a few moments, so he decided to get some clothes out for her. Out of Haruko's clothes, Naota chose the ones that didn't have any logos printed on it so he wouldn't have to be reminded of Haruko.

He was about to get some breakfast, but then remembered his 'punishment' of only being able to eat spicy foods. Even so, he continued down the stairs. Kamon was sitting by the table in the living room. Naota walked through and stood next to the T.V. Kamon looked up at him.

"Do you want your breakfast, Naota-kun? It'll be nice and spicy for you!" Naota frowned.

"No thanks."

"You see, I thought you'd say that so I didn't get TV Boy to cook you anything, as of yet. So I suppose you can starve because you won't eat."

"But I'm already thin enough as it is!" Naota argued. Kamon shrugged and Naota walked out of the room, sighing. Mamimi had come out of the shower before Naota went back up the stairs. He knocked on the door and waited for her to respond.

"Come in…" Naota opened the door and walked in. Mamimi was kneeling on the floor in her bra and skirt. Her back was facing him. Naota blushed again and closed the door.

"I thought you were dressed." Mamimi looked behind her, smiled slightly and got the top from Naota's bunk bed. She stood up, putting it on and sat on his bed. She looked up at the mattress and wires above her.

"Tasku-sempai slept up there, didn't he? I've been here once before." Naota walked over to the bed also.

"Do you want some breakfast?" He asked, changing the subject.

"I don't mind….. I have something I want to show you." Mamimi stood up and slowly lead Naota down the stairs and outside. They silently walked pass the bridge to a shop. Outside of it was a few vehicles. She walked in between the different bikes and stopped.

"This is mine." Naota looked up from the floor.

"A V-Vespa! It looks like…."

"Haru-san's, I know." Mamimi sat on it and after flicking a few switches, the Vespa turned on and she looked at Naota. Naota was gobsmacked, the only difference between Mamimi's and Haruko's was that this was green.

"Where you the one who saw Canti yesterday?" Mamimi looked at him, as if beckoning him to go and sit on it, so he did.

"He was giving me some photos he had took of you."

"Why? Why me?" Naota asked in confusion.

"Because, you always have something interesting happening with your head. I've made a lot of money." Mamimi smiled. Naota store at the back of her head in anger.

"So you're using me too?" He muttered. Mamimi heard him but didn't answer and just kept smiling as they pulled out onto the road. It was almost impossible to drive around the town of Mabase. Mamimi regularly became blind to the odd gap in the road and desperately swerved to avoid it. Throughout the ride, Mamimi's words span around in his head. He kept asking himself what to do, but it came to no conclusions.

"Mamimi, why a Vespa?" They had pulled up to a red light. Mamimi sighed.

"That's easy, Naota-kun, why? So I can splash people too!" Naota frowned.

"What are you talking about? Are you crazy?" She smiled, looking behind at him.

"No, it's just revenge!"

"Revenge, on what!" The lights went green and she sped off again.

"On many people… that guy who splashed me again, people who beat me up…. Shigekuni, Tasku, Haruko, you, Kamon, Canti…. Pandas….. Bread…… Cigarettes…….." Naota sighed as he stopped listening to her, he knew that at times Mamimi would just talk crap… or it was all the time.

Thanks for reading…! Hope you enjoyed it.

Next chapter will be up soon-ish.

Sorry if there were any errors in this, but I don't care :p.