Okay. That settles it. I have completely gone crazy here. I'm seeing things. Yea, that's it. Too much anime has finally taken its toll. There's no way that what I'm seeing is real.

Those were the first thoughts in my mind after the strange girl told me her name. She had a very appealing figure, Her eyes were a beautiful brown that matched her naturally light brown hair.

She was wearing regular clothes, which, to me, looked all too familiar.

Okay, it you haven't already guessed who I'm talking about, then I guess I'll tell you. It was Mikuru Asahina, or at least someone claiming to be her. She did act very much like the one I knew from the anime and her voice sounded hauntingly similar to the English dub version. I really didn't know why, but at least I can understand her.

Okay, let me back up for a second. Let me explain what happened. According to my watch, it was nineteen hours ago that what I've rapidly called the "Incident" occurred.

I had been walking home from school, since my parents didn't care enough about me to actually pick me up. It was late, and it was raining hard on top of it. I had just reached a steep downwards hill and was nearing an intersection. I had been thinking about how boring my life in general was and how I wished to escape it when I saw a strange light come out of nowhere. I walked up to the light.

What I saw nearly made me have a heart attack. There, in the middle of the road, was what could only be described as some sort of vortex. It looked like a wormhole or some sort. It was spinning and giving off a purple light.

For some strange reason, my legs decided to move forward of their own accord. Panicking, I tried to reverse my forward movement but was unable to. Finally, I had reached the spinning mass.

And entered it.

The next moment I found myself sprawled out on a sidewalk. I stood and looked around. I had somehow found myself in a city. It was sunny. The sun was high in the sky, so it was either late morning or early afternoon. I turned back. Thankfully, I could still see the vortex hovering in the center of the sidewalk.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting, "Look out!" I turned forward, and saw a bicycle coming towards me. A young teenage boy was biking towards me at high speeds.

I tried to move, but somehow, I couldn't.

We collided and I flew backwards. Unfortunately, my head came into contact with something hard, (I found out later that it was a pole) and then, darkness. Silence.

The next thing I remembered was waking up in a bed. Due to the bareness of the room, I guessed it was a hospital bedroom.

I was wrong. A Japanese girl walked in, carrying some food. At first I nearly laughed. She looked exactly like Mikuru Asahina from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya.

I thanked her for the meal, and then asked if she was okay. Her reply and voice reminded me of Mikuru as well.

Suddenly I remembered what had happened earlier that day. Not really wanting to know the answer and at the same time desperately hoping for the answer I wanted, I asked her what her name was.

Her reply was simple.

"My name's Mikuru Asahina."

That's when I started to panic a bit.

She left the room without another word. I was still too stunned.

That's when I felt the pain return. I reached back and felt a bandage covering the back of my head. When I pressed on it, I heard a sick squishing sound. When I brought my hand back, my hand was covered in blood.

I began to panic even more. I threw my covers off, only to discover that I wasn't wearing any clothes. I looked around. My clothes were hanging up on a chair near the door. They were surprisingly dry. After I cleaned the blood off my hand and bandage, I quickly got dressed and ran out, grabbing my laptop bag and slinging it over my shoulder before I did.

"He's awake!" I heard a girl say in a hyperactive voice. The voice sounded hauntingly familiar to the English dub version of Haruhi Suzumiya. She suddenly appeared at the end of the hallway. Behind her, I saw someone who looked like Kyon. In fact, it was that same young man who had hit me earlier.

I stopped, my mind and heart racing. I began to back up slowly, getting ready to make a run for it if necessary.

I felt someone place a gentle hand on my shoulder. I wrenched out of the grasp. "It's all right," the gentle voice of the girl from earlier said. "We're not going to hurt you."

At that moment the pain returned stronger than ever. I grabbed the back of my head and clenched my teeth, trying not to scream. I fell to my knees. The Mikuru look-alike ran up and grabbed me before I fell forward.

"His head injury is bleeding through the bandages! Can someone grab my first aid kit?" I heard the distant voice of the Mikuru look-alike shout in what sounded like desperation. I felt myself being rocked gently back and forth.

"…Cold…" I heard my voice shiver. I felt gentle arms wrapping themselves around me.

"Here's some bandages, Mikuru!" the hyperactive voice from earlier returned. I felt them removing the bandage and placing another on.

"By the way, Mikuru, where did you learn to become a nurse?" the same girl asked.

"Classifi-uh, I mean, in a class," the gentle voice of the Mikuru look-alike replied. "Could you hand me that syringe?"

A few moments later the pain was gone. My eyes shot open quickly and I sat up.

"Ooof," I said as I was helped up by the Mikuru look-alike. Unfortunately it was too fast and I felt myself become dizzy.

"Careful," I heard a male voice (it sounded like Itsuki) "he looks like he's going to faint again."

Despite the situation, I replied, "I believe the term you're looking for is 'lose consciousness,' thank you very much."

"Of course," the voice replied.

In a few moments, the dizzy spell passed. I had somehow been moved into another room, only this one looked familiar. It resembled the living room of Yuki Nagato's apartment.

Wait, a second, I thought. Where's-

Before I could complete my thought, another girl entered the room. She resembled Yuki Nagato perfectly, even with the glasses.

"Hang on a second," I said, collapsing into a couch, "I need to collect my thoughts."

"Sure," I heard the Mikuru look-alike say.

I inhaled deeply and began to think. About what had just happened.

If my suspicions were correct, then this is what had happened: I had become that elusive slider that Haruhi had been searching for. I had somehow slid into Haruhi's universe through that vortex or whatever it was. It must have been early in the history of the S.O.S. Brigade because the clothes Mikuru was wearing reminded me of the ones she had worn on the Brigade's first Saturday outing where she had told Kyon who she really was, and also because Yuki still had glasses.

I then realized what a perfect opportunity I had been given. Even if this wasn't the real Haruhi universe, I could still change the lives of everyone here for the better, given what I knew.

However, I had to come up with a cover story. Being a master of storytelling, I began formulating one.

"Sorry for freaking out on everyone, but waking up in a strange bed and being served by someone I don't know can be a bit frightening. Plus the fact that I have a head injury to boot."

"It's alright," the Haruhi look-alike (no, it was Haruhi) replied. "What's your name?"

I figured that there was no harm in giving my real name, so I did. "Jon Wunn Cancian."

"Where are you from?" Haruhi asked again.

"A small town in Central Oregon called Darrows." More of the truth couldn't hurt.

"Oregon? You're from the United States?"

I nodded. "You're wondering what I'm doing here, in Japan, right?"

"Well, yes," Haruhi said, "and where did you learn to speak Japanese?"

I smiled. Here was where the lies came in. "I'm here as an exchange student. I took a few years of Japanese and was apparently the best in my class. I was on my way to the house where I was going to be staying when I had my little accident."

"Yea, sorry about that," I heard Kyon say. Again, his voice sounded like the English dub.

I waved my hand. "Don't worry about it. I should have moved, but I was frozen."

"If you had moved, you would have collided with the truck that passed," Yuki finally spoke up.

I turned to her, confused. "How do you know?"

"I was watching through the window when the collision appeared."

So much for keeping my secret from her, although she was the only one I was going to tell anyway, since I need her help in establishing myself at North High. Wait, maybe she didn't see me come from my universe. Highly unlikely.

"Wow, I guess I am lucky. So wait, this is your house?"

Yuki just nodded at me. I got a feeling that she knew more about me than she was letting on.

"Okay. I know that this may seem strange, but can I stay here for the night? I don't want to move around that much. Plus, the airport lost my luggage, which really sucks."

"You may stay."

I was extremely grateful to her for that. I continued.

"Okay, well, you know who I am, but who are you all?"

"Huh? Oh of course, where are my manners?" Haruhi exclaimed

"Manners, you? Yeah, right," I heard Kyon mutter quietly.

"My name is Haruhi Suzumiya, and I'm the leader of the S.O.S. Brigade. This is Itsuki Koizumi, Mikuru Asahina, Yuki Nagato, and Kyon, all members of the Brigade." As she said their names, she pointed to the individual.

"Pleasure to meet you, and thanks for tending to my wounds, Mikuru."

"My pleasure," Mikuru replied with a sweet smile.

"S.O.S. Brigade, huh?" I continued. "Sounds like some sort of military rescue unit, and you guys look too young for military service."

"The S.O.S. stands for 'Spreading Excitement all Over the World with Haruhi Suzumiya.' Our sole purpose is to find aliens, time travelers, sliders and espers."

"Really? So you're a club then. What do you do?"

Haruhi became instantly frustrated. "Didn't you hear what I just said? We look for aliens, time travelers, sliders and espers."

"Ooh, I see." I leaned back and made it look like I was thinking hard about it. "Actually, I'm very interested in the science of the universe, natural and supernatural, and I've written those things in my science journal. I will admit, it does sound like an interesting and fun idea, your club, or Brigade, as you call it."

Haruhi's frustration quickly turned into excitement again. "Really? You write a science journal? Do you hear that, Kyon? We found our sixth member, the scientistrecluse!"

That threw me for a loop. "Wait…what…? Hey!"

"You're the newest member of the S.O.S. Brigade! Okay, everyone, since we missed today's search, we'll do it next week. Be there, or it's a penalty for you. Dismissed!" And with weird statement, she grabbed her purse and ran out the door.

I acted speechless. "What just happened?"

Kyon sat down next to me and sighed. "You just became a member of Haruhi's nonsensical club. Well, see you at the club meeting on Monday. I gotta go."

"As do I," Itsuki said.

"Should I stay then and take care of you then?" Mikuru asked me.

"No, it's fine, really. I'm feeling better, and I can take care of anything that comes up."

"Alright then. See you on Monday." And with that, she gave me one of her cute smiles and left.

Soon it was just me and Yuki.

My demeanor changed as five minutes after I saw that no other member of the Brigade was in sight. Yuki was still staring at me. I sat down and matched her glare for a while.

"You saw more than just the collision, didn't you?" I finally asked, breaking the silence.

A nod.

"Then you are aware that my story was a complete lie."

Another nod.

"Then answer me this: are you going to tell anyone else? Not that I can stop a Humanoid Interface like yourself, but I must know."

"I will not alert anyone to your true nature," Yuki replied. "And I have rewritten special data so that your story is true. You will be staying in this apartment."

She had read my mind.

"Since you saw how I arrived, you are aware of what I am. If so, please tell me, because I am still unsure."

"A slider."

I sighed. "I guess that settles it. I am Haruhi's Slider."

EDIT: Changed the character's name and backstory. And his age.

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