Nagato let's read!

Disclaimer

I do not own any rights to the Suzumiya Haruhi series, nor do I claim to. I'm just borrowing the characters for a while.

Chapter 1

Nagato's reading figure stood in the corner of the room as always. His nimble fingers flipped the page repeating this action numerous times until he reached the end of a book. I remember back to the first SOS wandering town activity—Nagato checked out a book the size of a tome that day! It makes me wonder how long it takes him to read a book of that size. I don't think I'd have the patience necessary to read the entire book. An hour of reading would reveal how long the read would be. I'd probably say, "no way that's too much!" Then I'd hurry back to the library bowing my head in shame since I didn't have the metal capacity to handle such a read. Although I don't visit the library much, so this probably would never happen to me, also, I think I know my capabilities—I'm not a kid who thinks highly of herself so she gets a tome only to think I'm even more stupid in the end for choosing a tome then lying that I finished it.

Haruki sat at the computer doing probably nothing—Asahina wore the maid's uniform that made him hold the appearance of a girl. Itsuko and I were playing chess. So far I was winning—it makes me wonder why she likes board games if she always the loser. Her gleaming simile as usual made me wonder why she always wore the same disturbing smile. Although I guess simply having the appearance she has is something to gleam about. This brings up another point, how many girls envy her, and how many boys want to date her? I mean, if this was an anime she'd be the kind of character that'd have her own fan-club. Boys would be swooning over her, while the girls held up into the air fists of anger.

Hopefully she doesn't have her own club because then I'd dislike her even more! Still though why does she have such large breasts while I have nothing but nipples? That's not fair, is it? Although just for myself I have to say "I like my flat chest!" Since if I didn't, my dislike for her would grow. Also, her perfect white ivories piss me off! Did she bleach them?

Well then that leaves Nagato Yuuki, who has always protected me leaving things in place that would guide me back home alive. He even gave me a chance to live happily with him. My eyes wandered back at his still figure. He lifted his head for a mere second my eyes met his in that second.

"Kyonko."

My head went back to the game I was playing with Itsuko. I moved a pawn as bait; Itsuko studied the board for what seemed eternity. Finally deciding on a move she took my pawn with a bishop, and I in turn took the bishop with a knight. She moved her remaining rook to the knight taking my bishop. At this point I wasn't trying anymore. The goal was to end the game already—I wanted to see if it was possible for me to win with only sacrificing a few pieces but that was getting tedious. So I haphazardly started moving pieces on the board.

"Check."

Her king was directly in the sight of one of my rooks. She made the only move her current circumstances allowed, not a very good one at that, the game was drawing to a close and with that....

"Checkmate."

"Ah you're so good at chess Kyonko," she said still wearing a smile.

If only she wore a frown then this victory would feel so much more gratifying. Add tears to that reaction, and we receive a product known as "smiling Kyonko!" As it stood, I didn't have much to smile about. After all none of this changed the fact that she still had larger breasts than me as well as glimmering teeth.

My eyes wandered back to Nagato his neck length hair was getting in the way of my observations—not saying he should trim it then he wouldn't register as my Nagato. The one who saved me from any mess I was thrown into—the oh so reliable alien needed not to change any part of his appearance.

While I watched him, he closed his book, and with that the day's club activities drew to a close. Haruki stood up from the computer, and grabbed his bag then headed out the door. Itsuko and Asahina did the same, leaving me looking at the Alien who was taking his time to put his book into his bag then head out the door. I followed out after he did. Asahina still had to change.

"Bye," I called out to everyone before Asahina shut the door to change

I got two byes, and a see ya, while receiving nothing from Nagato as he continued to walk away. I couldn't help but focus my eyes on him as he walked down the stairs. Why can't he just open up a bit? I thought to myself. For some reason I was mad at him. Just a speck would do. I'd at least like to have normal conversation once. Is that too much to ask for?

I headed home in the snow that resembled him so much. It's just there in once place simply doing nothing unless disturbed by others. He'll melt into water something useful, a thing so useful we rely on it for life without it we'd die. It's impossible to live without it; it means everything to us, to me.

Tomorrow was Sunday, we'd be going on another wander around town activity, I was informed of this by Haruki at the start of club activities. This can only be said if you believe people sitting in a room doing different things counts as a club activity. At home I slipped into some slippers and headed up the stairs to my room. I had borrowed a few science fiction novels from my dad, so I opened one up after changing into casual clothing and curling up in a blanket seeking warmth. My brother came in sometime later as usual to bring me down to dinner—at least I thought that was why.

"Kyonko, Are you still seeing that boy that walked you home in May?"

In May....Nagato...?

"Or are you seeing Haruki-niichan now?"

Why did he care? It's not like I was ever seeing Nagato, nor am I seeing Haruki currently. He jumped to that conclusion after seeing he walked me home. Ah, I never did clear it up either—all I did was bribe him.... He's been to some of the SOS Brigade activities though, what would make his think I was seeing any of them?

For your information, I'm not dating anyone little brother, oh and could you please call me onee-chan for once, please.

"Really?"

He said mischievously, his smile seemed almost malevolent, or was that purely my imagination? My little brother said the following words:

"You're still dating Nagato-niichan aren't you?"

I already said no, now leave me alone.

"I won't tell if you buy me some candy."

He was completely disregarding everything I was saying—he wasn't going to listen to me that was apparent. All I could do was comply with his desires, and hope this blackmail would soon stop.

I'll buy you some candy tomorrow, now if you don't mind, I'm engaged in a very good book that you're making take longer to read than it should.

He laughed seemingly mocking me—he had some control over what I could do and not. Although this was only the second occurrence I had to buy him something, so he'd keep his trap shut. He's somewhat well behaved—a true-disrespectful sibling would continue to demand thing after thing. He was satisfied with mere candy, and ice-cream luckily my brother is pure at heart—I hope he stays that way.

"Come eat,"

My little brother said while skipping out of the room. I put the book down and followed after my weirdo of a brother. During dinner my brother kept his mouth shut—well about what he had talked to me about. Anyway after I ate, I went back up stairs to resume my reading. I don't remember what time it was when I finally fell asleep, but I'm sure it wasn't early. I couldn't stop reading it until I knew the resolution.

In the morning....

"Kyonko, PHONE!" yelled my little brother into the ear of my sleeping soma. I immediately sat up, but since my brother was holding the phone over my head, I smacked into the cold earpiece. It flew out of his hand onto the bed. I rubbed my temple from the massive pain I had just experienced; soon I clenched my teeth and hands, which were than fists.... I was about ready to scream at my brother. Still, what worried me more was what time it was...that was the reason I woke up so quickly—well you know once he bellowed into my ear. It was obvious who the caller was, which was why I was so reluctant to reach for it.

My brother got the telephone than shoved it in my face saying:

"It's Haruki-niichan, geez that hurt my hand...."

Ah thank you, although did you have to hold the phone over my head? Couldn't you hold the phone... you know away from me until I was fully awake, or was the plan to wake me up through pain?

My little brother without uttering another word left the room via the door, and he even took the time to shut the door, how gracious of him. This all left me with two choices of action:

1. This plan is very simple, I power down the telephone like nothing occurred and go back to sleep.

2. This plan although it would be the right thing to do; I'm still leaning toward the aforementioned plan. It's actually really simple I put the phone to my ear like I'm doing right now then say "hello" afterwards I get screamed at like I'm getting screamed at now....after that I hastily dress, well after fixing my hair, and going through the 'getting up routine' that is. Which only leaves the part where I leave the house forgetting to bring along a coat, so I'm bicycling, as the wind tears at body in a small thin cardigan that didn't seem to help at all.

"You're late by two hours!"Haruki announced to me, as I was shuttering from the cold. "Also you owe me...."

He made me pay for the food they had eaten as well as a fee for being late.

We went inside the restaurant by the station as usual; I sat hoping that I'd be allowed time to ingest something, nonetheless, my hopes were not fulfilled. Haruki marked two tooth picks as usual and began the group selections.

"Draw lots!"

Shouted Haruki while extending his right arm, which clenched the toothpicks that would decide who I would have to waste time with today. I hoped that I'd end up with Yuuki since we could go to the library where I could get some need sleep.

With Haruki pissed off he walked out with Asahina-san, and Itsuko. The sliding doors opened and thankfully Haruki left without verbally abusing me.

I continued to sit trying to warm up. Yuuki for some miraculous reason wasn't dressed in his school uniform. I guess even he's been somewhat affected by everything that's happened. He wore a black jacket, underneath it he was clad in a white long-sleeve T-shirt accompanied with blue-denim jeans. He looked cool, I thought.

He faced me with blank face, waiting for me to suggest where to go, I guess.

"I'm getting something to eat first, then I actually have to go buy candy....but we can to the library afterwards."

It was Nagato so I was sure it'd be okay with him. He nodded his head; his hair swayed a bit from the motion. Yuuki really is pretty cool...

Chapter 1—End