A/N: It's been a long time since I've uploaded anything to . Please, sit back and enjoy. lol

Warning: This story will contain Yaoi, bad language and other things unsuitable for children. If you feel you have little knowledge of Yaoi, I suggest you turn back while you still can. If you don't like MalexMale relationships, then don't read it. Kay thanks. (Rating is subject to change to M.)

Unbroken Will

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"Do you believe in destiny?"

Destiny? It seemed ridiculous coming out of Koizumi Itsuki's mouth. He was always one to spout nonsensical things—but after meeting Suzumiya Haruhi, it wasn't impossible. But, of course in this world the strange existed. These were things that had always made me wonder if Haruhi willed it as such.

Nevertheless, the question was still odd.

I give him a glance chockfull of annoyance. He always smiles so effortlessly. What an idiot.

"It's not about what I believe in. Honestly, Koizumi, if you wanted to say something, just go ahead and state it." He seemed to smile on at me as if he hadn't heard. It wouldn't matter. Tomorrow something else would come up, and our conversation would be forgotten. Half the time I didn't understand where Koizumi was coming from.

Shady character, that guy.

"Never mind."

'Never mind.' He says. I give him a bored glance. What was the point if you started up the conversation? Irritated, I stare off into the scenery, the sound of girls and guys alike in a unifying sound of raucous and laughter filling the stuffy spring air. Summer was almost coming, and I bowed my head in silent thanks to God for making it so far without dying. Of course, the mystery behind Haruhi's explosive-diarrheic powers to mold and shape the world had no real basis. There was indeed a logical explanation for this.

But, here we were investigating into it. I let out a large sigh, and Koizumi takes notice. I see him pursing his lips to say something, but he turns again. What's with this guy?

'If you want to say something, say it.' I think irritably. Having enough of this awkward silence, I uncross my legs to stand up, taking what last sips of coffee I can before tossing it artlessly into a bin nearby. Koizumi makes no move to stand just yet, and I stuff a hand in my pocket before clearing my throat. "Are you coming, or what?" When had it felt so natural to say it like this? We walked together down the same street all the time.

Did it mean I found it unnatural to do so alone, when that was how I first started out to begin with? It was just a walk. It was a walk with a friend—who I found I needed to keep company with. We're all weak creatures in search of companionship to keep loneliness at bay.

Was I really lonely? Who knew. Koizumi seemed to be all the time, despite his smile.

I had an idea anyways. I wondered if he ever hung around with his ESP colleagues. He spoke of them so often.

"Sure." He said softly, his lips quirking into a broader smile as he stood. I narrow my eyes. What's he smiling about, now? You see, Koizumi has a chain-level of smiles. He had one for mischief and mayhem, one for Haruhi-ass-kissing, and one for me. It was strange to say so, but I suppose he only genuinely smiled when he was around me.

'Don't you find that odd?' I wanted to ask it aloud to myself, but that would have proved inconvenient—not to mention I'd have to explain it. Slightly embarrassed (the reason I have yet to really know) we walk up the hill together in silence.

"Asahina looked quite adorable today, don't you think, Kyon?" I wished people would stop calling me that. I'm not even sure when "Kyon" came to be. My sister used to call me 'Onii-chan', but has long since stopped.

I kind of miss it.

'Kyon' suddenly became the thing people called me. But, when Koizumi said it, I wasn't as bothered by it.

The topic of Asahina was always a delight. And, without restraint, I continue on. "Oh, yeah. She looked really nice, today. Especially those nice… round…" I trail off, my eyes falling shut. Oh, how I wished to be the surface she placed her rear on. Just once, at least.

Koizumi stifled laughter at my facial expression, and I clear my throat. He probably could read my mind better than anyone else I ever knew. I would have been freaked out by it, but it was Koizumi. It was hard to be freaked out by a good-looking face like his.

I grimace at myself for making such a loaded comparison.

"You never seem to be fazed by her beauty at all, man." I retort to redeem myself, and Koizumi laughs.

It's always soft and collected. I didn't think laughter could ever be so smooth. "I'm reserved on things like this." I watch him open his eyes a bit to look at me, and I look back at him before grumbling. We were reaching the top of the hill, and it would soon be time to part ways. I feel something grow at that simple fact.

I just didn't want to be alone.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye for today, Kyon. Be sure to come to the club room, "or heads will roll!" as Haruhi loves to put it." He was smiling at me, his brown eyes gazing with expectancy. I watch him turn, and I feel frozen to the spot. There's something I want to say, but it doesn't want to come. What am I looking for? This feeling that's building inside of me demands I do something.

Koizumi's back is getting further and further away from me. But what do I want to say? What the hell is it that I want to say?

I turn my back and walk in the other direction, defeated. I say to myself, next time I will say something to him for sure.

Thank you for reading this. I hope I can continue this story. Lol it's a lot shorter than intended, but bear with me. It'll be longer next time. ):