Neo FLCL 4

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"Eyebrows..." I muttered as we walked. He glared at me.

"What was that?"

"Nothin'..." I couldn't help snickering in my hand. I looked at the guy a little more closely. He was young for a FBI guy, only about 18. He looked like he was from Japan or China or someplace. He had dark hair and was kind of morose as we walked. We had left the school about 15 minutes ago. Finally we reached an office building. It looked condemned, but there was no warning sign. It was at least 12 stories high.

"Go in" he commanded. I glared at him.

"I know my rights. I need a reason for you to arrest me like this." He chuckled. It sounded very unnatural for him.

"Relax, you're not under arrest. We just have some questions for you, that's all." He chuckled again. "You have a guilty conscience, don't you?" I shrugged and walked into the building.

"Oof!" I was shoved roughly into a chair. So much for some polite Q and A. A bright light shone in my face temporarily blinding me.

"Has she contacted you?"

"Huh?" Who was he talking about? I heard a door open.

"So you found him okay, I see. Well, here you go." A feminine voice piped in. I heard the sound of someone spitting out something in one of those classic spit takes.

"Sorry," The FBI guy said, "but you know I don't like the pulpy stuff."

"Tastes change," the girl responded. I squinted my eyes and moved that light out of my face. It was blurry for a minute, but then I could see my surroundings. The dimly lit room had little furniture, just a couch, this table, and two more chairs. That wasn't what made me start. The thing that did was the girl talking to the FBI guy. I gaped, as I looked her way. She was of Asian decent, like FBI guy. She had long black hair and was a bit taller than the guy. But what really made me look at her were her eyes. They were violet and offered this sort of calm aura. The guy, noticing me, smacked the back of my head.

"Ow!" I yelled, even though it didn't hurt. "Why'd you do that?" I leaned back as he stuck his face close to mine.

"Because she's my girlfriend, you idiot!" he screamed. I noticed the girl sigh. I looked at her.

"Oh, you got yourself a fine catch," I said to her sarcastically and again I got hit.

"Focus, kid," he said, even though he was only two years older than me, "Have you seen this girl?" He held up a picture of a familiar face with pink hair and her fingers up in a peace sign. Behind her was an unconscious form of a young kid (twelve, I think).

"You're that kid, aren't you?" I snickered at him. He nodded.

"Yes. I am Captain Naota Nandaba, and this is Eri Ninamori," he said as he motioned towards her. She now wore the same eyebrows that Nandaba had on.

"You're looking for her?" I asked. He nodded. "To take her away?"

"Yes."

"Thank God!" I yelled and the two of them jumped. "Please, arrest her or whatever you plan on doing to her and get her away from me!" They looked at each other. Nandaba looked at me confused.

"You have no desire to let her stay with you?" I laughed.

"Never in a thousand years."

"Hold on. Did she hit you with her Vespa and guitar?"

"Yes. Why?" Before he could answer, I heard the revving of an engine. A Vespa engine, to be exact. The wall collapsed as the crazy girl crashed into the room.

"Don't worry, I'll save you from...Ta-kun?" She yelled as she noticed Nandaba. "Oh, it is you. What's with the eyebrows?" She asked with disgust. Nandaba growled and walked towards the bike.

"It's to protect me from you!" With that, he ripped of the eyebrows and plunged his hand into his head. Yeah, into his head. I stood wide eye as he obviously was looking for something. He cried aloud as he found it and pulled whatever it was out. The flash of red light was blinding, then the light solidified into a guitar, not unlike the one Haruko now held in her hand.

"Run, Scotty, run!" she yelled to me as she attacked Naota, who had placed his eyebrows back on. I would never normally had listened to her, but she had that guitar in hand, so I thought it was in my best interest to run. I practically flew from the building's doorway and towards my house. No one would ever believe this.

Any good? Sorry it took so long, but I have writers block. Do whatever ya want to do to respond. Next chapter will be interesting.