A/N: Sorry for the long delay between chapters. I almost stopped the fic but i decided not to. so, IN YOUR FACE YELLOWCARDFMAFANS! Oh, and by the way the plot is different... in ways... SHUT UP ABOUT MY WRITING PROBLEMS! Anyway, without further ado, FLCL: America Chapter 5!

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Chapter 5: The Hand (Take on me, Reel Big Fish)

I sighed as I got out of bed. Looking up, I saw the note. "Gone to the airsoft store, Be back soon. Haruko." I ripped the note off the wall and shuffled down the hallway. The sound of the front door nearly crashing in was familiar to my ears.

"Mooommm, Haruko's back... and we need another door!" No one answered me. "Mom?" I went into my mom's room only to find noone in there. "Huh." I turned around to see Haruko right behind me gripping a Carbine. "Jesus Christ, what in the hell are you doing!"

"Giving you your gun." She handed me the Carbine, it was an airsoft Carbine.

"Why do I need this?"

"You'll see." She walked out of the room leaving me on the floor in my pajamas gripping a fake Carbine. (Song 1 end)

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Haruko demanded that I dress in full camoflauge. I would keep asking why but she would ignore me. She also made me have a big lunch. She seemed anxious while I ate. She kept looking at the clock. At 12:55, She made me hop on her vespa with my Carbine and we drove to a secluded forest. For some reason, All my friend's parents cars were there. "Ok, What are we doing?"

"Alright, Alright, I'll tell ya, We're having an airsoft duel."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"... OK, you got me there" We pulled into a dirt road and got off. All my friends were there, They were James, Maulik, Rob(his leg healed), Eric, Sean,Mark, Zack, and Jacob. There were 10 of us altogether. James and Haruko stepped off to the side and started choosing people. In the end, The teams were James, Sean, Eric, Jacob, and Rob vs. Haruko, Me, Maulik, Zack, and Mark.

"Ready?" Haruko asked.

"No," I replied

"Good!" She signaled the start of the duel and we all ran in seperate directions. I stayed in the bushes while watching James and Haruko duel. James has twin Uzis while Haruko had a shotgun. James and Haruko were evenly matched but I knew Haruko wasn't trying very hard. James got a hit on her which meant she was out. "Ah, crud." While James was feeling a bit full of himself, I snuck up behind him and dumped my extra clip on his head.

"You're out."

"Fuck." Of course, I was full of myself and didn't notice Sean behind me. He pistolwhipped me, knocking me unconcious.

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I woke up on the back of Haruko's vespa. We were in motion. "What the- Where are we going Haruko?"

"The barber shop." She had that devilish grin of hers on. That couldn't be good.

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I had gone to the bathroom right when we got there. Being unconcious really makes you have to piss. I came out of the bathroom only to see Haruko on one of the room and an army of what looked like Agent Smiths led by Amarao on the other. "Oh... Shit."

(Red Flag, Billy Talent)
The agents shot first, Haruko zipped from side to side of the room firing her guitar shotgun at the agents, killing them by the tens. Amarao barely dodged her shots and countered with her own. Amarao got hit on the shoulder and fell on the ground in pain.

"Amarao!" The agents were so distracted that Haruko was able to kill them all with little resistence. Amarao got up and overviewed the situation. He ran. At this point, I reached to scratch the back of my head. I felt a lump, a big lump.

"Haruko, How long have I had this?"

"Oh, about ever since Sean knocked you out."

"So, It's due to come out soon?"

Haruko's bracelet started twitching. "Yup."

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(Song 2 end)

(Line and Sinker, Billy Talent)

I heard a gun cocking, then, pow. A giant figure came out of my head, business as usual. When it was fully grow, It looked like a giant bandito. It began walking toward the Medical Mechanica plant. You know the drill.

"Canti!" The robot came soaring down and landed on the robotic bandito's head, causing a small dent. I walked into his open mouth and let the darkness enfold me.
Canti turned red and flew into the air. He picked Haruko up and flew around the bandito he pulled out guns as we flew around him, Canti dodged the bullets effortlessly and his screen began to emit a red beam, He pulled a guitar out of it like before against Sam. Dashing at unimaginable speeds, He went directly through the bandito, revealing, a giant hand.

It landed right next to the factory, and it turned into a giant stone hand with a hole in the middle. Canti spat me out and I looked at the factory and the hand. I sighed and hopped on Haruko's vespa. Haruko jumped on and drove us toward home.

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(I have replaced the descriptions with a credit song)

Don't wait for, a knight in shining armour. Your savior's, reflected in the mirror. These flowers, have grown from bloodstains on the ground!

Go rake the, leaves of your grass and my grave. The fact is, everyone bleeds when they shave. There's no use, so don't deny we're just the same!

We'll take it back! Broken dagger, southern swagger! Voices of violence!

These cowboys, will ride off in the sunset. Once their toys, have turned another profit. Back fire, their smoking guns will never rest!

Unleash the, skeletons from the closet. These strangers, are friends that you never met. They'll send them, sympathies with a hallmark card

We'll take it back! Broken dagger, southern swagger! Voices of violence!

Even after I'm dead and buried, I'll still remember. Even after I'm dead and buried, I'll come back fighting!

We'll take it back! Broken dagger, southern swagger! Voices of violence!

Voices of violence will always be heard.

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