Disclaimer: I dont own the Haruhi Suzumiya series. I wish I did though. This fanfic would be a lot better than the Endless Eight Arc
There I was, again at Haruhi's mercy. As were Asahina-san and Nagato. Koizumi hadn't arrived in the club room yet. And once again, Haruhi was losing her temper because Asahina-san didn't want to dress up in some ridiculous and overly-revealing outfit. "Haruhi, don't you ever think of anyone but yourself?" Oh no. What did I just say?
"What was that Kyon? Are you saying I'm selfish?"
"Yes. That is exactly what I am saying. You are selfish and with everything you have selfishly put us through, there are times that I wish I never met you." I had no idea what had just come over me.
The room was quiet. Asahina-san had gasped. Nagato stopped reading her book. There were tears in Haruhi's eyes. Tears in the eyes of God.
I can't believe it, I just made Haruhi cry. At this moment, she seemed like a normal school girl. She ran out crying.
Koizumi ran in right after he saw Haruhi run out. "What happened?" The smirk on his that was usually there wasn't there at this moment. "Why is Suzamyia-san crying?"
Asahina-san explained what happened in the last few minutes.
Koizumi wasn't happy. "You need to make up with her right away. If you don't, the whole world could be destroyed and recreated. Or she could decide to erase you from this world and from our memories." Koizumi's phone rang. He answered it. When he was done, he looked at me, "Well, we have closed spaces coming up everywhere due to Suzamyia-sans fit. You need to go make up with her as soon as you can."
I sighed. Koizumi was right. I pulled out my phone and called her. She didn't answer her phone. "I'll keep calling her for the rest of the day until she picks up. Until then, we should go home."
It was agreed upon. I kept trying to call her all day, but she never answered. I went to bed with an uneasy feeling that night.