Three Months Ago

It was January. The winter holidays were over. It was time to go back to school. Goody. Another day in high school.

Anyway, it seemed like it was just gonna be like any other day of high school. Full of random Haruhi madness. Can hardly wait. Insert sarcastic leap of joy here.

If only I had known that today, unlike any of my other days, was going to be very different…

After class ended, I trudged down to the S.O.S. Brigade clubroom. As usual, I heard Ms. Asahina squealing while Haruhi tried to put her in some new outfit.

"C'mon, Mikuru, put it on already," I heard Haruhi say in that irritatingly energetic voice.

"N-no, I…I don't…" Ms. Asahina replied in that unbearably cute high pitched voice she had.

"Aw, c'mon, it'll be cute on you. You'll look so sexy in it. Trust me."

I figured it would be awhile, so I pulled out my music player and, plugging my ear buds in, cranked up the volume. I was so busy listening to my tunes that I didn't notice Koizumi sitting next to me.

"Whatcha listening to?" he asked. I jumped a little bit, not expecting that. I pulled out my ear buds and paused the music.

"Nothing, really," I replied in my normal bored voice. He just sat there and smiled in that annoying way of his. Someday, I thought, I'm gonna have to take a picture of that smile. Put it up on my bedroom wall. Throw darts at it. Yea. That'll be fun.

The door was thrown open wide, and I heard Haruhi command us to enter. Sighing heavily, I put my player away in my pocket and entered the room.

I nearly got a nosebleed. There was Miss Asahina, in one of the most suggestive outfits I had ever seen in her in yet. Next to her stood Haruhi, smiling happily as she stated, "Doesn't she look super cute?"

It felt like an eternity before the gears in my mind started up again. Ms. Asahina was shivering with extreme embarrassment. I could see tears in her eyes as she looked over at me. Her cheeks were beet red.

"Help…me…" she whispered. My eyes widened in horror. It was something I never expected from Ms. Asahina, considering everything Haruhi had put her through in the past two years.

I felt my fist clenching, just like when I almost his Haruhi a year or so ago. My teeth clenched so hard that my jaw began to hurt.

"HARUHI, HAVE YOU GONE COMPLETELY INSANE?"

She turned her head and focused her eyes on me.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, anger beginning to seep into her expression.

"That outfit!" I shouted again. "It's extremely inappropriate! You can't make anyone wear anything that degrading, especially on school property! I've put up with your crap for this long, but you've just crossed the line, Haruhi Suzumiya!"

Haruhi glared at me, her eyes flashing with near uncontrollable anger.

"How dare you order me around! I am the Brigade Leader! I have no need to explain my reasoning to you! I thought you'd know that by now!"

By now I could feel my face becoming flushed with anger. At that point, something inside me snapped. My vision changed. I saw everything in a blood red tint. I dimly remember Haruhi's angry face becoming one of sheer terror as I grabbed the table and with one heave tipped in on its side. There was a large thud as it hit the floor. I vaguely remember grabbing at the various outfits that Ms. Asahina wore and tearing them to shreds.

It might have been a few minutes later, or a few hours, I really can't remember, but when the red mist that had clouded my vision dissipated, I heard someone breathing heavily. It took me a few seconds to realize that it was me. The room was in vast disarray. Yuki was staring at me with that same look she had during the two years I knew her. Ms. Asahina was in a corner curled up in a ball. Haruhi and Koizumi were staring at me; Haruhi was completely frozen in shock, horror and fear, while Koizumi wore an unusually stern face.

Still fuming, I walked up to Haruhi, who shrunk back from me as if I was some kind of scary monster, which, maybe I was at the moment. I certainly felt like one, and it felt fantastic.

In a calm voice that surprised even me, considering the amount of anger and hate I had for Haruhi at the moment, I stated, "I quit." I then walked past the still frozen figure of Haruhi, grabbed my backpack and walked out with an air of determination. I knew where I was going next.

As I left the clubroom, I heard the door open behind me and a pair of footsteps following me, trying to catch up. I picked up the pace, but the person who was following me caught up. I didn't slacken.

"Once again, you have proven how unpredictable you can be," Koizumi said.

"Buzz off," I replied with venom in my voice.

"Do you realize what you've done? Closed Space could open any minute," he continued.

Again I lost it. I stopped, grabbed Koizumi by the collar and threw him against the nearest wall.

"I have had ENOUGH!" I shouted. Enough of the Brigade, Enough of HARUHI! She has treated me and everyone else with contempt and derision for far too long! I don't care if she does destroy the world. At least I won't have to suffer anymore if she kills me. HELL has to be better than life with Haruhi!"

I released him, turned and walked purposely down the hall. A few minutes later I came to an office.

"Can I help yo-oh my!" the lady at the desk started at the sight of me.

I looked over at the mirror. I was a complete mess. I apologized for my appearance and quickly tried to straighten myself up. Then, putting on as calm a face as I could I turned back.

"Is it possible for me to be transferred out of my class into another one?" I asked.

The woman began to reply, but then looked closely at me. She saw that I was in some sort of distress and nodded. She opened her drawer and brought out a book.

"What's your name?"

I gave it to her.

"Current class?"

I gave it to her as well.

After a half an hour, I left the room. My only request was that if anyone were to ask which class I was in, that she wouldn't tell, although I knew that wasn't going to hold for long. I walked down the hall and found my new classroom. I wasn't expecting to find anyone in the room, but the teacher was still here. I introduced myself and handed him the transfer papers. He smiled, welcomed me warmly (which was a relief, since I hadn't had anyone treat me well in a long time) and pointed me to an empty desk and said that it was vacant. I thanked him and left.

Have become a fan of this show, and just couldn't help but to include it in my ever expanding massive fanfiction, the Archives of Sueñalon. If you want to, go ahead and read them. They're all on my page, but are not set in this universe. This story may be able to stand somewhat on its own, I think. Anyway, enjoy!

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