This is my first actual FLCL fanfic, and it might have alot of spelling mistakes..so be gentle. But R&R, k?

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'It's been almost two years...and I'm just starting to wonder..if she thinks of me too...'

Naota was drifting off to sleep in his bed after trying his best to play a song on the blue guitar that now lay in the corner of his bedroom.

Playing the guitar is the only thing that brings back memories of Haruko whether he wants them to be brought back or not.

For the past two years he's been doing nothing but practicing guitar in his spare time to impress Haruko when she returns, and he'd never once questioned the possibility of her even remembering who or where he is. She could be universes and even galaxies away from him by now, not even giving her visit to planet Earth a second thought after she left.

'What if she doesn't even remember me...? Like how Tasuku completely forgot us being his family...and Mamimi just leaving to be some photographer in America...?'

Naota had gotten over the fact that Mamimi had left him, and even eventually forgot having a pro baseball player for a brother in America, but never the fact that Haruko just left him there, standing speachless on the hill as she drifted there on her vespa. And what exactly did she mean by, "You're still young, Takkun"? This whole time he just assumed it meant she was going to come get him when he was older... but now he wasn't so sure...

"Naota-kun, there's a nice young lady at the door for you!" Kamon, his father, called up the stairs.

He slowly slipped out of bed, left his room, and trudged down the stairs.

Just as he thought, it was Eri Ninamori-san...

"Hey Ninamo, what's up? What're you doing at my house this late?" It was already eleven o'clock at night.

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm here to drop off the magazine you left at my house." She shoved the book at his chest, and for some reason she was blushing as she did so. "Well, I'll be going now. My dad's new secretary is waiting outside for me..."

Ever since her father got in trouble with the law two years earlier, he's been changing secretaries every week.

"Bye Ninamori. Will we be walking to school together tomorrow?"

She turned around, still blushing, "If you want." With that she closed the door behind her, and Naota made his way back upstairs.

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An hour later, he got bored, and couldn't sleep because he'd slept for three hours earlier. So he opened the 'zine Ninamori gave back to him. When he flipped through it, it automatically opened to one page, as if there were a bookmark in it. In the pages was a small piece of paper.

'Just as I thought, she was reading it...'

He took the paper out and read it:

Naota,

I'm only going to write this once. I like you. If you like me too, let me know tomorrow morning while walking to school. I have no time for childish games, so make it blatant.

- Eri Ninamori

Naota cringed.

'Ninamori likes me...? But how? She's so smart and I'm so...not. And plus, she knows I'm still waiting for Haruk--'

He stopped himself. Never before had this happened, when he started to think something else, and Haruko popped into his mind. It was like he'd lost control of his thoughts for a moment. Then it occured to him, maybe he could date Ninamori until Haruko returned? If he did, he'd never feel bad, and it would make Ninamori happy. And when Haruko finally did return, he'd simply make Ninamori-san hate him enough to break up with him herself. That way no one get's hurt.

He smiled at himself. 'Brilliant!', he thought.

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The next day he woke up for school bright and early. He quickly changed into his uniform, combed his hair to best of his ability, and started off for the railroad tracks to meet Ninamori.

'Ninamori's going to be so happy that I'm going out with her, she won't even think of the reason why!'

Now, regardless of how he was acting, he did feel pangs of guilt every time he reminded himself of what he was going to do to Ninamori. But then he had to re-remind himself of how he was going to end thier relationship, or rather, she was.

In the distance, he could see Ninamori waiting at the stop sign for the train to pass. She seemed tense, but who could blame her? She was awaiting Naota's answer.

"Hey, Ninamori!" He ran up to her. "Hey, I got your message."

"Oh." She blushed and looked away, pretending to be subtle. But her eagerness was obvious. "Good."

"And," Naota grabbed her hand, trying to make it more believable, "I wanted to tell you... that I'd love to go out with you, Ninamori."

She smiled. "Really! I mean.. great. I'm happy." She smiled at him. "So where are we gonna go?"

"Well, to school, I figured." Naota became confused. Go? What did she mean, "go"?

"No, I mean, on a date. Where are you going to take me?"

"Oh..." He had completely forgotten the dating aspect of...well..dating! And Ninamori was a wealthy girl, so it would be harder to please her. "Um...maybe..a theme park? Maybe?"

"Hm, I guess." She didn't seemed pleased. And for some reason, Naota felt the need to please her. Maybe being a boyfriend comes with a responsibility he hadn't thought of?

"Well, where do you wanna go?"

"There's a new sushi restaurant open, how 'bout there?"

Naota hated sushi. It was bitter. And the wasabi was spicy. But he complied. "Okay, we can go there."

"Great!" The train passed, and they made thier way to school.

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That day at school, Gaku and Masashi were pressuring Naota into telling them more about he and Ninamori.

"Ninamori! Are you nuts? What the hell made you pick her as a girlfriend?" Gaku slammed on the desk, and Naota had begun to develop a headache.

"Yeah, do you know what she's expecting from you, Naota?" Masashi was quieter, but his questions were just as annoying.

"Cut it out! Why do you guys care who I go out with anyway?" Naota's headache was increasing and he laid his head down on his desk.

"Wow, I didn't know you felt that way Naota-kun!" Ninamori had been behind him his whole part of the argument. She hugged him. "And, oh, what's wrong? Aren't you feeling well?"

"No. I have a headache." He closed his eyes. His head was pounding and he began to get dizzy. And nauseus. "I...gotta go to the bathroom!" He jumped up and ran out of the room.

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After Naota got sick in the bathroom, he walked over to the sink and washed his face with soap. The soap got into his eyes and began to burn. "Agh..." He rubbed more water in them, and then washed them out.

"Jeez...doesn't anything go right for me?" After washing his face, he stared into the mirror. Suddenly, something caught his eye. There was something sticking out of the front of his head! He felt around it. It felt cold and hard, but not metallic. More like plastic. Or glass.

But what was it? Then he remembered Haruko, her lovely pink hair, her greenish yellow eyes... And his head hurt more.

"Augh! Dammit! Not agaaaaaain!" He fell to his knees and clasped his head in his hands, and a miniature tv screen popped out of his head. The pain stopped, and he reopened his eyes because they were shut from the pain.

He got back on his feet and looked in the mirror. The screen was blank, for now. But he wondered what was going to appear on it, and if there was more than just a screen in his head.

Somehow he knew this was only the calm before the storm.

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I do not own any part of FLCL, it is (c) Gainax

Though I wish it were mine... ;; more coming soon... I know this one was short, sorry. ;;;