Rayquaza45: Hello there, readers, I now bring you chapter two of the first Haruhi Suzumiya and Maid Sama crossover story ever posted on this website.

Here, we come across a few more things that tie our characters together before any official meeting.

So please read and review, and don't flame.

(Play: Maid Sama OP - My Secret)

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Chapter 2: Prelude to a Storm

"Misa!" A woman with blue hair called out.

In response, a young girl with long black hair turned around and noticed her boss, Satsuki, standing with a large amount of material. Colourful papers, white papers, dye, thread, needles, lights, glitter and so much other stuff that you'd think she was opening an 'arts and crafts' store.

"Boss, is this all for the 'Maid Ranger' event?" Misaki asked.

"That's right; I went out and got it yesterday!" She replied. "It wasn't easy though. Someone else tried to buy the entire stock but I managed to get this much."

Misaki started inspecting all the material. "This is pretty different from what we used last time."

"I've decided to go for kind of different costumes from what we had last time, also to be a little more faithful to the show." Satsuki explained.

"So what are we adding?" Misaki asked.

"Well, we won't be wearing helmets but the outfits will resemble the ones people wear on the show." Her boss explained. "The outfits will be spandex."

"That'd be a sight to behold." A voice opined from behind. "Misaki, in spandex."

Of course, Misaki knew who it was; the blond cook who worked at Maid Latte and went to Misaki's school, Takumi Usui.

"Oh Takumi, you're doing a great job, keep it up!" Satsuki ranted.

Misaki, however, just looked annoyed. "Get back to work, you pervert."

It was no secret that she hated how perverted he would act on occasion. For him, the chance to see Misaki in spandex was a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

"Call everyone over here." Satsuki instructed. "We're gonna draw colours out of a hat."

Immediately, Misaki called over every maid who was present and had them form a circle around Satsuki. One by one, they would draw a piece of paper from a hat which had a colour inscribed on it. The colour they chose would be the one they would wear on the next 'Maid Ranger' event.

The first to draw a colour was a maid with green hair and glasses, Subaru.

She inserted her hand into the hat and closed her eyes as she moved it around and drew a piece of paper.

"Green"

"It's green!" She exclaimed, holding the paper up in the air.

"Alright then, next." Satsuki called out.

The next was Honoka, a maid with sandy blonde hair.

"Yellow"

After Honoka was Erika, a maid with dark red hair who competed with Takumi against Misaki in a beach volleyball tournament. She was working part-time to pay her way through college.

"Pink"

Satsuki was getting anxious about which colour she would be left with and was quick to dig her hand into the hat and pull out a colour before all the good ones were gone.

"Red"

"I get to be red!" Satsuki exclaimed.

"It's only fitting that the boss gets to be the leader." Honoka commented.

"But red is always a male, right?" Erika asked.

Next up was Misaki Ayuzawa, a.k.a Misa, the resident high school student. Four colours had already been taken and now it would get down to the lesser known variants.

"White"

"White." Misaki read aloud to the rest.

Eventually, every maid had selected a colour for themselves and went back to work. Since it was near closing time, Satsuki asked Subaru to lock up for the night so she could take the costumes to get done as soon as possible.

Misaki offered to lock up but Subaru insisted that she go home since Misaki had already done a lot and it was the older maid's responsibility to lock up.

As Misaki put on her coat, she was confronted by an all-too-familiar face.

"How're you doing, Miss Prez?" The tall blonde asked her.

Misaki scoffed. "What is it you want, Usui?"

"I'm really happy you're gonna be wearing white." He blurted for no apparent reason.

"You're acting even weirder than usual." She told him, putting her palm to his forehead to see if he was sick.

"I'm glad to hear you're concerned about me." Takumi smiled. "You've certainly changed from the girl you were back when we first encountered one another here."

"I haven't changed, you've just started thinking a bit more clearly." Misaki told him.

"I think not." He said. "White was and still is your image colour, Misaki. One with a white image colour can become anything. Anything at all."

"Don't flatter yourself." She said as she walked by him, heading down the stairs.

Outside Maid Latte, Misaki was walking home in her usual attire while Takumi followed her from behind. She was aware that he was there but made no attempt to confront him. Ever since the Yumesaki Festival, the two of them had become more open with one another, but it didn't stop her from scolding him, nor did it stop him from acting protective and flirtatious.

"So Misaki, you might want to check out the corner of street." Takumi suggested. "Don't make it obvious."

Listening to Takumi, Misaki subtly shifted her sight over to the corner of the street, near a mailbox to be precise. "Hmm."

From where she was, she could see three figures looking at her from afar. It was the three guys who always come to Maid Latte; the Idiot Trio of Shirokawa, Ikkun and Kurotatsu. It was a bit disturbing that she hadn't picked up on it before Takumi.

"What do those three think they're doing?" Misaki asked, burying her face in her hand.

"Admiring you, of course." Takumi joked. "Like a precious treasure."

"This is no treasure for me, it's a tragedy." Misaki commented. "The # 1 tragedy!"

"If you treat them well, it can benefit you in the future, you know." Takumi told her.

Misaki then turned to him, carrying a disbelieving look on her face. "Really? How so?"

"Who could tell you that?" Takumi asked. "That's the kind of stuff only God knows."

"Hmm…I never figured you for a religious person, Takumi Usui." Misaki said, subtly nudging him.

"Oh, I'm not an open book." He laughed. "You're gonna have to find my keys to read me, Prez."

As he said this, the two of them passed by the mailbox which the Idiot Trio was hiding behind. The two of them were so engaged in their conversation that they didn't even notice them, much to the chagrin of the trio.

"Oh, how can it be!" The blond one, Shirokawa, comically ranted. "Our Misaki is with Takumi and won't even give me the time of day!"

"This is so depressing." The brown haired Kurotatsu wept, rubbing his eyes with his sleeve.

"Don't…don't worry my friends," Ikkun, the blue haired boy stuttered, fighting back his own tears. "We will keep trying until Misaki has no option but us!"

"You're right, otaku boy!" Shirokawa exclaimed, standing up straight with his hand in the air.

"We can do it!" Kurotatsu said, following suit.

"So one day there will be nothi-" Ikkun started before he was knocked to the side by another boy.

"Hey, sorry, did I bump you?" The boy, a teen with brown hair with one strand over his forehead, asked.

Ikkun angrily turned around, his eyes comically burning with fire. "Can't you tell?"

"Let it go, man." Kurotatsu said as he got between the two and turned to the stranger. "Go on, dude."

"Thanks." The teen said as he walked off. "Weirdo."

"What was that for?" Shirokawa asked when the boy was out of sight. "We should've beaten him into the ground!"

"Misaki would never approve of us engaging in a street fight." Kurotatsu pointed out. "You remember what happened a few months ago with those kids from Miyabigaoka, don't you? Misaki nearly left Seika High."

"Good point." The blond nodded. "Hey, did you notice what that guy was wearing?"

"A North high uniform!" He eagerly exclaimed. "Aren't we having a basketball match with them next week?"

"Yeah." Ikkun said. "We should get home. It's getting darker by the minute."

"You just wanna go home and watch Dragon Ball Kai, don't you?" Kurotatsu inquired.

"….Yeah…." The blue haired boy reluctantly admitted.

(9:15pm)

(Kyon's house)

Man is this relaxing. Just laying down on the couch on a Saturday night, watching some Hollywood movie on TV with some soda and popcorn at hand. If Haruhi saw me being this lazy, she'd never let me hear the end of it. Damn, this is a good movie.

It's too bad that movie we made for the cultural festival could never be this great. I guess we there was just too much venom and confusion involved. Back then, Haruhi put alcohol in a drink she gave to Asahina just to make her act sexier. I damn near hit her. I would have succeeded too, if Koizumi hadn't stopped me. He was on the other side of the room and he stops me just a foot away from Haruhi's face. I guess his power allows him to move faster than normal…or he's a good runner.

Yeah, it's been strange lately. After finishing that movie for the festival, getting through the summer of 15,000 weeks and that messed up baseball game, though not in that order, I found myself in the strangest of places; an alternate dimension in which the SOS Brigade never existed. Haruhi and Koizumi weren't at North High, Asahina didn't know me and Nagato was a shy girl and all of them were normal humans. Turned out, Nagato had created it as she developed emotions, but everything's fine now.

Eventually, I managed to return to this world but I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I hadn't. What if I had just stayed in that world and joined the literature club for good and managed the SOS Brigade anyway? I could've led a normal life and never gotten involved in the supernatural.

Of course, I returned to this world because a world with the supernatural is more interesting. Yeah, the supernatural.

I really don't know if anything supernatural is gonna come up in the near future. If this movie is any indication, I'd better buy a yellow Camaro soon or some-

"What the hell?" I wondered as the ringing cell phone interrupted my thoughts.

"Hey, Kyon!" An all-too-familiar voice shouted at me the second I answered the phone.

Damn, I was hoping I wouldn't be bothered this early in the weekend. "Haruhi?"

"Sure is!" She shouted; good thing the volume on the phone was capped off. "I got all the material for the costumes so you better get ready to sew! BYE!"

"What the!"

She hung up before I could even say anything. Damn it, I don't know anything about stitching, sewing or any of that weird stuff.

I wonder if I could leave it with the sewing club or something. Those guys know more about sewing than I do and they probably watch more of the show than I do.

Ah, who am I kidding! There's nobody at school who'd be willing to make costumes like those. Not for free, at least. I'd pay them, but then I'd have no money for Haruhi's ridiculous ventures. Searching for aliens, singing karaoke, watching movies? We've done them all and I always pay. What's next?

Hunting for the Loch Ness Monster! It lives in Scotland but knowing Haruhi, she'd probably make us try looking for it here.

After that, I'd probably get dragged into a sports game against my will and be forced to play, lest Haruhi destroy the world if she got upset.

"Man, this is messed up."

Though I have no interest in sports, because I suck at them, Taniguchi convinced me to go to this basketball game he was playing in. North High was supposed to play against some school called 'Seika High'. I don't know much about that school but I've heard that the students there were complete barbarians. Apparently, only 20% of the school population is female. It's sad.

But everyone is gonna think I'm a weirdo if I keep to myself. I gotta pretend I'm friends with Taniguchi and Kunikida. I guess between the two, Kunikida is more tolerable since he lets me copy his work sometimes.

I guess this match couldn't be that bad to watch. There's supposed to be free food.

If only Haruhi wouldn't dump all this Super Sentai crap on me, this week would be worth staying awake for.

"Kyon!"

All of a sudden, the door opened and my sister barged in.

"Our clothes are back from the tailor!" She said.

"Tailor?"

This could be the answer to my problems.

"That could work!"

(Play: Haruhi Suzumiya End - Tomare)

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Rayquaza45: So that's the end of the second chapter. The idiot trio has met with a North high student long before anyone else. So who was this North high student? Well, it wasn't Kyon if that's what you're thinking but you're close. No, it's not Koizumi either.

Once again, I wanna thank my beta reader momoxtoshiro for beta reading this chapter and helping me out.

Next time: Chapter 3: First Encounters

As you may have guessed, some characters will encounter some other characters. Takumi is his usual unusual self and one character gets a serious scare.

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Till next time.