A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya and The World Ends With You Crossover Fanfiction
The Melancholy Ends With You
Prologue
Let me first make this very clear: I had no longer expected my everyday life to be normal.
The reasons are clear and concise. First and foremost? I know and am forced to hang around with Haruhi Suzumiya, a girl who by her own basic nature is completely unique and totally eccentric; a girl who hasn't the slightest hint of interest in living a life governed by the decent standards of normalcy. For her, every moment of her life must be an adventure; no, I wish it were simple as that. For her, every thing she does must be a rebellion against boredom, some way to destroy the idea of a normal lifestyle as we know it. And if that weren't reason enough...
"...If any of you are aliens, time travellers, ESPers, or sliders, come find me. That is all."
She can also place, displace, and thoroughly replace the world according to her every subconscious desire without even realizing it.
There are other reasons lower on the ladder as well. Three of them, to be exact.
Yuki Nagato--a being who actually exists on another plane of existence, but known to me here on this plane as a quiet, unassuming girl with a duty to properly interact with the human race. She's capable of manipulating reality in the form of raw "data".
Mikuru Asahina--a sweet, beautiful girl who hails from another time. She can also brew a heavenly, soul-touched cup of tea.
Koizumi Itsuki--an infuriatingly handsome teenage boy who holds incredible powers of extrasensory perception, and who can walk "between" worlds in order to better understand our own. You can recognize him easily by that fake stupid smile of his.
But somehow, even with all of these reasons, even with all of my current expectations of fate, and even with everything I had seen so far... I had never expected this to occur. Ever.
"Wait... Are you... You can't be serious!"
"I am quite serious. This is, unfortunately, quite necessary as well. There is no other choice. The only other viable alternative is her outright destruction at my hands, and that is not something I wish to ever allow. The idea of following the example of Shibuya's Composer is absolutely distasteful."
"B-but... to pick him!? Now!? That's ridiculous! In his current state, he won't last an hour within the Game, let alone a day!"
"Are you underestimating him? Knowing who he is? You disappoint me, my dear Conductor. On the contrary, I have the greatest confidence that he will succeed and on every possible level."
"...Impossible..."
"And that is why you are merely Conductor and not Composer. In any event, my mind is made up. His entry fee has already been taken, and the Game has already begun. The beginning has been set, and the ending is, in my mind, already made. Now all that remains to be seen to is the middle. This should be quite... entertaining."
Writer's Note: Pre-read by the very talented Arty Esbee d'Arc, who is helping me with retaining a proper hold on the feel of the Haruhiverse, which I have less than perfect comprehension of. Not to mention my own unfocused grammar. Give her your thanks please.