Hey Hikaru, do you still remember the time we used to hold hands in our winter clothes? The time when the world was ours and ours alone, and no other human being could possibly break through our invisible barrier is starting to disappear. The invisible barrier that keeps you and me apart from the world is starting to deteriorate faster and faster, Hikaru. With every one of that girl's absentminded smiles, the barrier of our world fades away a little bit, and her hand is starting to reach inside.
Hikaru, I do not want her in our world. I know my fears do not mean anything to you any longer. I saw how you left me in the rain and ran off after her. I see now that she is easily more important to you than I am. Still, I just want to go back to the time when the world was just you and me.
Do you remember the time that I would cling to you at night when it was thundering outside? Those times are gone now, aren't they? She clings to you now, and it is her that you now comfort. What about me, brother? Am I suddenly just so insignificant that you do not even realize that I am scared by myself? Do you not realize that I still do exist?
Hikaru, have you ever tried to live with half a heart? That is how I have been feeling ever since she crash landed into our world. You, my other half, no longer belong to me, and I am just barely gasping for air. You have no idea how isolated I feel being in this invisible box alone. I still see you, but you are so far away, and you are moving so quickly that no matter how fast I run I cannot catch up to you. I am afraid that if I reach out to grasp your hand to pull you back that I might just find myself running into glass. I fear that only I live in our world now and I cannot get out. I do not want to get out.
Hey Hikaru, please forgive me for being so selfish. It's just that you have always been my own and I have been yours. I simply cannot stand some strange girl violating our world. It is as if she now stands right between us, breaking your hand apart from mine. But you do not mind at all. You easily hold onto her hand, and when you smile I know you are not smiling at me. I am not stupid. I can see that much. I can see it all too well infact. Please forgive me for saying this, Hikaru, but I think I hate her.
Yes, hate… That is the word I have been looking for. I hate Haruhi! I cannot stand her at all! Just the look of her sickens me. I cannot stand her one bit! I just want her to go away… Go away and give you back to me. I want her to give my dear brother back to me so that I can live again…