Closer

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Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy what this fic has to offer. Enjoy. Oh, try to imagine these two dressed as such in these 'present' chapters as such: Konata in a white jumpsuit with a black shirt, Kagami in dress slacks, dress shirt tucked in with suspenders and dress shoes and socks. Sorry if this chapter is out of it.

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"Get your hands off of me, you crazy midget!" Kagami spat her flailing hair out of her face.

Konata looked at her burden's bottom as she jumped from one building top to the next. Her cosplay café was at least three blocks behind them by now. "Come on Kagamin; does the hero ever let his woman die? Think of me as your Casshern!"

Kagami sputtered. "This isn't an anime, stupid!" She beat Konata's back with her clenched fists. "And what makes you think I'm YOUR woman!?" She shrieked as they passed over another precipice.

"You wouldn't have stuck by me if you weren't!" Konata yelled gleefully. Adrenaline pulsed in her, pushing her forward with her cargo. Kagami screamed in fearful fury as they fell over a ledge and began to slide down a drain pipe. Konata giggled madly, in love, intoxicated by memory, taking what she wished.

Taking those bows had nearly torn them apart, but it had brought them closer than they ever would have gotten on their own.

"I'll cut you with these diamonds!"

Oh yeah, they were way closer.

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