SOS-Brigade Secret Archive

Prologue

Every year on this day, Haruhi and I walk up along the same old path leading to North High. Although we don't attend North High anymore, there is an absolute event that requires us to visit this old shack of a school.

I think today is the only day in a year that Haruhi is not as energetic.

None of that "Kyon!! Do the dishes!!" Not even "Kyon!! Help the kids with their homework!!"

This would be a heaven of a day for me if it was a regular day. However, even I feel melancholic on this day.

We pass by our old Clubroom, which is now uninhibited. Bursts of memories fly into my head. They cause me to smile, but today isn't for visiting the clubroom. Haruhi and I walk further up the hill. Our destination is the old cherry blossom tree.

Haruhi with her long hair tied up in a full ponytail, stops. Before us is a very familiar looking tree in marvelously blooming grace.

Haruhi then takes off her Jade necklace, and puts it below the tree. There is no need to tell each other to kneel down. This would be our seventh time.

We silently pray... and pay our respects. Haruhi, smiling sorrowfully pulls out a bottle of milk, and place it under the tree. She finally speaks, not to me, but to someone who isn't present right now.

"It's a strawberry flavor...It was your favorite." Haruhi says. She looks like she's about to laugh. However, her voice sounds like she's about to burst into tears.

They say memories are never destroyed, rather they are always around. I am currently able to channel through those memories just by being under this tree.

Those memories are now visible.

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Well this isn't the sequel if that's what you are wondering... This is just a story containing five stories about Alan, not in any particular order. This could almost act as a teaser for "How Do I go Back?" I guess. But I don't think my writing is that great. I'm still on my break/revising "How Do I go Back?". But whenever I get an extra time, I feel like writing. So here it is...I myself am enjoying a bottle of milk that I have yet to finish while writing this story.

Wait a minute! Where's the milk!?

Alan!! What are you doing here!? Just because you can now travel through dimensions! It doesn't mean you can come here and steal my drinks!