I just stood there, all manner of emotions running through my mind: anger, shock, hatred, and a few others that I don't know the name to. Koizumi had grabbed my fist and was holding me fast so that I didn't hit Haruhi. His face was unusually serious.

"Wha…?" Haruhi said in a shocked voice. She quickly recovered and began to start chewing me out.

"What is it! What is your problem anyway, huh! You just have to do what I tell you! I'm the Brigade Leader! I'M THE DIRECTOR!"

She closed her eyes and clenched her fists. Man, I had never seen her so angry before. Finally she shouted again.

"Whatever! Do what I say or GET OUT!"

Silence filled the room. I was still angry, but shocked at her outburst as well. Then something she had just said hit me. Realization set in.

I turned back to Koizumi. His face was still serious. I inhaled and unclenched my fist. Koizumi's expression didn't change as he let me go. Haruhi took my acquiescence as a sign that I was going to comply. She couldn't have been more wrong.

"Do you mean that, Haruhi?" I asked quietly. She turned, confused. "If I don't listen to you, you really would want me to leave."

Her lack of a reply gave me my answer. I closed my eyes, smiled and shook my head.

"Very well then. As of this moment, I am no longer a member of the S.O.S. Brigade." I heard Haruhi gasp at that. Koizumi's expression changed to that of fear. Nagato was as expressionless as ever, and Tsuruya had stopped smiling. Even the half drunk Ms. Asahina looked up at me with a shocked expression.

"After all, that is what you would want, isn't it? Farewell."

I turned quietly and exited Tsuruya's large house without another word. I hadn't left but a few minutes when I heard footsteps coming up behind me. It was Koizumi.

Before he could say anything, I said, "I don't have anything to say, Koizumi. She seemed pretty clear as to the terms. She either wanted me to listen to her or leave. And I can no longer listen to her impossible demands. This time, it was her choice of words that I acted on."

I left him standing there speechless. I walked home in silence. when I got home, I stormed up to my room, opened my laptop, which had been charging since I left it that morning, opened a new Microsoft Word folder and proceeded to pound away at the keyboard.

Some people relieve stress by beating the stuffing out of something. Some try meditation. Haruhi creates Closed Space and unleashes Celestials everywhere.

How do I relieve stress and anger? I write stories. I know, as strange as it may sound, whenever I get furious, I usually go upstairs and grab a pencil and paper and begin writing some short story until I got tired. My family was the only ones who knew about my passion for writing. In fact, it was pretty much the only thing I was passionate about. The all told me I had great potential. But I really seem to shine when I've experienced a lot of anger.

This was no different.

Whoever said that war was hell must be crazy. Because the war taking place throughout the whole galaxy had to be worse than the fire and brimstone version of hell people so often imagine. Many had often said that war is worse than hell because only sinners go there, but in war innocent civilians are killed as well.

This was the first paragraph of the new story. Unlike my past stories, however, this one was going to be special.

It was my interpretation of The Adventures of Mikuru Asahina.

Pretty self explanatory. The rest of the story is just going to be Kyon's interpretation of Haruhi's movie.

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