Anime: The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
Artist: Nagaru Tanigawa
Song: CrushCrushCrush
Artist: Paramore
Disclaimer: See all that stuff up there? Yeah? Great! That means the story characters, and lyrics do not, I repeat, Do Not belong to me. The plot of this little ficlet, however, is of my own creation and is part of my Song Series. Enjoy! (And Review!)
A/N: Well yea, I'm back. And with a new story! Yayyyy! Because its TMOHS, this probably doesn't get to my regular readers since this is my first in this category. And if I can work with my ideas, this won't be the last. Anywho, if you by chance have been wondering what interdimensional hole I fell into, ponder no more! I'm working on the chapters to my on-going stories (or I will be very soon. Promise)
Oh and to those of you who don't actually read the song lyrics, but like the story anyway, you guys are awesome. And hilarious. You guys really make my day.
Warning: I do not have a beta. If you happen to come across any grammatical mistakes and you think it might ruin your life just accept it as literary license. I'll fix it eventually.
Dedication: to the musical mind the gave us 'Thriller,' 'Billy Jean,' 'You Rock My World,' and 'Beat It' among many others. Your talent will be missed.
Rest In Peace~
Song lyrics
I got a lot to say to you
Haruhi narrowed her eyes in irritation.
Yeah, I got a lot to say
She huffed her annoyance as the time crept past.
Goosebumps prickled on the back of her neck.
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
"Dammit Kyon! Cut it out!" she exploded, toppling her chair over as she stood.
Keeping them here
The only present member of the SOS Brigade raised his eyebrow in silent questioning.
And it makes no sense at all
'What?' His brown eyes seemed to ask as they met her golden ones.
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
He completed all his appointed tasks without his usual sarcasm.
Kyon wasn't himself.
He was... Itsuki.
She didn't need another Itsuki. She needed Kyon.
Not that she needed him or anything.
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
He avoided her when she questioned him, even when it was something as simple as where the others had disappeared to. He simply stared at her.
Irritated, yet captivated. Like she had kitten on her head and didn't even realize it.
He snorted as if he knew what she was thinking. And even that was wrong.
Usually, he wore this bewildered, incredulous expression but now...
Haruhi shuddered and turned towards the window, she didn't even want to think about it.
Okay, this wasn't fun anymore.
Crush
She leaned her head against the cool glass, feeling very unlike herself as well.
Crush
Tomorrow, she would look back and be upset about all the wasted time.
Crush
Today she would just be bemused at the turn of events and lack of leads in her search for the supernatural.
Crush, crush (Two, three, four!)
Outside the clouds rolled and thunder rumbled softly, leaving the courtyard overcast and gray.
She sighed.
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
They two of them weren't getting any work done.
"We might as well go home now."
Just the one-two of us, who's counting on
Suddenly a pair of green clad arms reached around her to rest on the windowsill.
That never happens
Her head jerked up. When had he moved?
I guess I'm dreaming again
Had she been so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn't heard him?
"Haruhi." His voice was softer, darker than his usual baritone.
Let's be more than this
She straightened her spine and met his eyes in the reflection of the window.
If you want to play it like a game
His face retained the same expression that he'd held all day.
Well, come on, come on, let's play
Then his lips tipped up in a grin that made him seem predatory, feral.
Sexy?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Kyon?
Sexy?
It was official: Haruhi Suzumiya had gone insane.
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Kyon moved in closer, chuckling, the moist warmth of his breath tickling her bare neck.
Than have to forget you for one whole minute
Against her will, her eyes fluttered and she shivered slightly.
They taped over your mouth
"Haruhi." Her name again, spoken directly against her ear, the sound reminding her of smoldering flames.
Irritation returned to his eyes after a moment had passed and he took half a step back before freezing.
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
As if struggling Kyon seemed to fight to remove his hand from the window.
You little spies
What was going on now?
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
After a moment his fingers gently traced the curve of her bare neck as another bolt of lightening illuminated the sky.
You little spies
She had to admit, this was kind of nice.
Crush
His caress extended to the shell of her ear, incredibly light yet immensely erotic.
Crush
"You're making me crazy," somehow the confession broke the spell he seemed to cast. Haruhi pulled away and turned to face him. The words had been spoken as if he couldn't stand it.
Crush
Like it annoyed him.
Crush, crush (Two, three, four!)
"I didn't say it was a bad thing," he whispered before she could even open her mouth.
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Without knowing who made the first move, Haruhi found herself molded to his frame, lips crushed to his.
Just the one-two of us, who's counting on
She broke the kiss on an impatient moan as his hands teased a path along her torso, fingertips brushing the undersides of her breasts before wandering away.
That never happens
Taking the initiative -as was her nature- Haruhi pushed him into her chair, straddling him as lightening flashed once more.
I guess I'm dreaming again
Lust overtook his normally calm (if not slightly stressed) features, his hands grasping her skirt clad hips and bunching the material.
Let's be more than this now
Rock and roll, baby
Occupying herself with ridding Kyon of his blazer, she shifted back to watch his face when she realized his hands had stilled at her waist.
Don't you know that we're all alone now?
Searching his eyes quizzically, she grew impatient and yanked hard on his tie.
I need something to sing about
He seemed to be deciding something. Haruhi pulled again.
Rock and roll, hey
Finally he seemed to focus on the girl straddling his lap and shrugged out of his blazer before melding his lips with hers.
Decision made.
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
Perhaps the weather had gotten to her but somehow this felt right.
Like it was meant to happen.
I need something to sing about
Yeah, whatever.
Rock and roll, hey
Even Haruhi Suzumiya could admit that she needed a little romance every now and then. Hey, she was (unfortunately) only human.
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
Kyon swiftly undid the buttons of her uniform shirt as she all but pulled the ones adorning his off. His shirt soon followed the path his blazer had taken.
Give me something to sing about
Not the slightest bit self conscious, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.
Okay... so maybe they had a little more than just 'romance' on their minds.
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
His rousing caress left no part of her bare skin untouched, untested, undiscovered. His mouth followed the path at a leisurely pace, he had all the time in the world.
Just the one-two of us, who's counting on
Haruhi wrinkled her nose at his control, frowning as he glanced up at her as though reading her thoughts, sensing amusement in his gaze. She was the boss, she made the decisions - she set the pace.
Lifting herself from his lap for a moment, Haruhi undid his slacks and without hesitation slid her hand inside the elastic of his boxers.
That never happens
Haruhi jerked upright as she woke, panting. Her eyes scanned the darkness for a moment before she recognized the room as her own.
Relief flooded her as she sighed.
I guess I'm dreaming again
It was just a dream. A hot, smutty, highly detailed dream.
Let's be more than
She shivered as a wave of desire washed through her at the still clear images of that... hallucination.
Her and Kyon...
No, oh
Yeah, right.
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Suppressing a yawn, she glanced at her clock; it was barely 2 am.
Just the one-two of us, who's counting on
She lay back down and turned onto her stomach, sighing.
That never happens
An arm flopped across her midsection and she froze.
I guess I'm dreaming again
A preceding rumble of thunder shook the sky; lightening illuminating Kyon's half conscious form beside her.
Let's be more than
She gave a disbelieving huff then shrugged, snuggling closer to him.
She was still dreaming obviously. She'd deal with her own declining sanity in the morning.
More than this
Kyon gave an amused little laugh that rumbled throughout their joined bodies before drifting back to sleep; she'd figure it out eventually.
Ohoh ohoh ohoh
Oooh...
A/N: Yes boys, girls and otaku everywhere, I'm leaving it to you. Where will you take it?
Listen to the song if you haven't heard it. It rocks.