Welcome back to the greatest show on Earth! Before we begin, just a little note. I don't write on Fridays, weekends, and sometimes Mondays. I know, many of you are like "OMG! That leaves only 3 days to write!". Remember, I said SOMETIMES on Mondays. This helps prevent writers block by giving me a little break. Plus, my parents are home all day over the weekends, and I don't like people hovering over my shoulder when I write. Now that that's out of the way, lets-a-go!

(o.o)Episode Two, Chapter 12: Clash of the Rickenbackers(o.o) (Still not the last chapter!)

As Andrew stood there, poised to swing, a thought fluttered across his mind. -What the hell am I doing? I'm no match for this woman!- A small voice spoke to him from the back of his mind. -But remember what anime has taught you: If you get really angry, you'll get really strong out of nowhere.- Andrew quickly nodded to himself and ran ar Haruko. When he was about a foot from her, he dug his feet into the snow and swung as hard as he could...hitting air. The guitar continued moving and Andrew spun with it for a few seconds, before toppling to the ground from dizziness. He used the guitar as a crutch to hoist himself up, wobbling as he tried to stay elevated. -Urg...if I can't even handle being dizzy...I don't think I'll ever...urp...drink...- He groaned and looked across the clearing to see Haruko leaning against a tree, strumming her guitar.

"Too slow, Drew-kun."

Andrew gritted his teeth and ran at her again. This time, instead of swinging and hitting air, he hit the tree, causing his arm to vibrate madly. He turned around, and there was Haruko. Ten feet from him, standing in the middle of the clearing.

"Trying the same thing twice? Maybe you should give up."

-The hell with getting angry!- the voice said. -Brains over brawn!- For the third time, Andrew dashed at Haruko. But this time, he kept running.

"Wha-?"

Right into Haruko. Without stopping, he rammed Haruko with his shoulder, knocking her to the ground. He then lept forward and raised his guitar above his head. Just as he was about to bring the Rickenbacker down on her, Haruko kicked up, jamming her boot into Andrew's gut. The noise Andrew made cannot be conveyed with any known letters in the English alphabet, so let's just say that he groaned. After being kicked, Andrew continued to fly forwards. Into a tree, or so it would seem. He maneuvered his feet in front of him and kicked off of the tree, running back towards Haruko, who had gotten up. He slowed down in front of her and kicked low, knocking her feet out from under her. Andrew swung his guitar up in an arc, delivering a solid blow to Haruko's face. Haruko landed on her back and, mimicking Andrew, swung her guitar low. Before Andrew could hit the ground, she shot up, grabbed him by the shirt, and flung him into a tree. He slid down onto his back, with his legs leaning against the tree. Andrew stared at the sky for a moment, before noticing Haruko looming over him with her guitar pointed at him like a gun.

He grabbed the neck of the guitar and twisted it out of her hands. He swung and sent her flying across the clearing, where she rolled along the ground and pushed herself up, looking at Andrew. He was standing straight up with his arms at his sides, a guitar in each hand. He stabbed one of the guitars into the ground, and using his free hand, he reached up and grasped the horn on his forehead. He curled his hand into a fist and the horn disintegrated. Andrew's eyes flashed bright blue, then he blinked and they reverted to brown. He ripped the guitar out of the snow and dashed at Haruko again. The intense speet at which he traveled caused him to blur slightly. When he was mere inches from his foe, Andrew stopped dead in his tracks.

What are you expecting here? Just take a wild guess. This isn't the last chapter, remember.

He stopped because at the last second, Haruko had stuck her foot out and kicked Andrew in the crotch. Ow. Andrew dropped the guitars and slid to the ground. Then came the beating. Bursts of color obscured Andrew's vision. Blows rained from all directions. His body went numb. Eventually the hits stopped coming. Then someone -I wonder who?- sat on him. Well, more like jumped on his ribcage. Andrew cracked his eyes open. Yup, there was Haruko, sitting cross-legged on Andrew's chest. She leaned in close to him.

"I told you to give up."

Andrew muttered something incoherent.

"Hmmm? What was that?"

Mumble mumble.

"Speak up, Drew-kun. I can't understand a word you're saying."

"...DON'T LET YOUR GUARD DOWN, BITCH!" Andrew bellowed as he slammed his forehead into Haruko's face. She reeled back from the blow and pressed her hand to her face. When she pulled her and away, there was blood on her glove and coming out of her nose. She clenched her teeth and stared at Andrew with a look that could melt steel. Andrew whimpered and tried to scoot back, which did nothing because Haruko was still sitting on him.

"Grr...NOBODY MAKES ME BLEED MY OWN BLOOD!"

Andrew thought...that it was a damn good time to get the hell outta there. He shot out from under her -Haruko seems to end up on top alot, eh? Fufufufufu...- and took off down the path leading back to Bradan's house. He passed Cory on the way.

"Hi Cory! Bye Cory!"

"GET ME OUT OF THIS TREE GODDAMMIT!"

He kept running, jumping over foliage and weaving between trees. He saw the four wheeler and made a leap for it. There was a small problem...-Dammit, where is the key!- Andrew kicked the four wheeler and, miraculously, it started. Andrew didn't question why, he just hopped on and sped away. As he drove along the snowy road back to his house, he occasionally looked behind him to make sure he wasn't being followed. He made it back safely, no concussions, no horns, no shotgun slash guitar fights. He stopped in front of his house and slid off the four wheeler. Before walking through the door, he stopped to get the mail. Bill, bill, credit card offer, credit card offer, credit card offer, jury duty, jury duty, blackmail, eviction notice, Publisher's Clearing House, blackmail...something from the school? He tore the letter open and read it. His pupils shrank at seeing the contents of the letter.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Next time on AmeriKuri: Redux! - Schooly Kuri