Disclaimer: I do not own The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Introduction
This story takes place some weeks after I forcefully joined the Spreading Excitement all Over the World with Suzumiya Haruhi Brigade, or simplier, the SOS Brigade.
I started to talk to Haruhi because I found her different of the other people in the class, and, to be honest, because I found her beautiful. And with the regular Brigade meetings, I had started to develop a crush on her.
Today has been a bleak, uneventful day. As I entered the club room I immediately noticed the abscence of our Brigade leader. Miss Asahina had already changed into her maid uniform and was brewing water for tea, Itsuki was shuffling a deck of card, ready for a game of rami, and Yuki was reading a compilation of steam-punk short stories entitled A world without petroleum.
As we were in our second round in our game, I heard the characteristic footsteps of our beloved leader, and I braced myself for the banging door. But, suprisingly she opened the door normally. As she sat at the computer, she mumbled a vague "Hello everybody...". She has been like this the whole day.
Like everyday, she checked the visitor counter of our webpage, then she proceed to search for extraordinary events on the Web. After that she reclined on her seat and let out a long sigh.
"Hey, Haruhi, what's the matter?"
"I'm boooored. We have not enough strange situations to investigate. We already have our cute unfortunate events magnet", pointing to Miss Asahina, who flinched, "our mysterious transfert student", pointing to Koizumi, who just watched us with that stupid smile of his, "and our indispensable silent character", pointing to Yuki , who did not look up from her book and keep reading, "but it is not enough. If only we have another little lady in the brigade. She would be another person to dress-up with cute and sexy outfits, to help promote our little group.", she added.
She then stay mute a few seconds, staring at me.
"Hey, stop that! You are creeping me out!"
"What? I was just trying to picture what kind of girl you could have been."
As she said that, I could only stare at her, while I had a strange chill running along my back.
"Just kidding!", she added with a wink.
But, just for a second, I glimpsed a strange gleam in her hazel eyes.
How could I have known that this silly conversation would have huge consequences on my little life? This evening I went to bed relatively early, and quickly sank into a dreamless slumber.