Hey, guys! Keep the reviews coming! I'm sorry if some characters seem OOC. The Haruhi Suzumiya characters seem harder for me to do than other characters for some reason.. Maybe partially because this is my first fic in that fandom? lol I dunno, but I'll keep on trying if you keep on reviewing (constructively, please). ;)

That evening at home didn't get too much better. My family was glued to the television screen; more accurately, to the news about this "Hero" character. He was the last thing I wanted to hear about. While they sat in the living room, I slipped away quietly to get some dinner.

"Kyon, aren't you going to watch? Apparently, the government has issued a warning... They're telling people to stay away from it until they can capture it." my mother called after me.

"It's probably just some big misunderstanding," I told her. "Anyway, I don't have the time to worry about it."

My mother groaned. "You're not fun, Kyon."

She could be so immature sometimes. My father chuckled at his wife.

"He looks like a super hero!" Miharu (-1-) said, not once lifting her eyes from the TV screen. I sighed and headed toward the kitchen.

Opening the fridge, I peered inside to see what was left for me from a few hours ago. Haruhi had kept us late at school so my family had dinner without me. A bowl of rice, a plate of sashimi, and another bowl of miso soup peered back at me. I pulled these out one at a time to reheat them and my elbow knocked over a cup of milk my sister, Miharu, had no doubt carelessly left on the counter. I saw it immediately, falling slower than usual, then turned and reached to grab it, not spilling a single drop of milk. I sighed, poured the milk into the sink and stuffed the cup into the dishwasher until I stopped and realized what I'd just done. Did I just do that? I can't move that fast... Well, I couldn't before anyway. This will take some getting used to.

After eating, I went up to my room to start on my homework. About an hour in, I'd just finished my English work until my cellphone began to ring.

Hm... Koizumi?

"Hello?"

"Kyon, it's Itsuki," he answered. "Sorry to call so late, but we have a bit of an emergency. Asahina-san and Nagato-san are here too. Are you busy?"

He sounded calm as always, so I couldn't gauge how urgent the emergency was, but I worried something had happened to either of the girls present.

"No, I'm just finishing up my work. Where are you?"

"We're at the park near the school," he said. "Come quickly, okay?"

"Yeah, I'm on my way."

Well, first comes Hero, now comes some new occurrence. I wonder where Haruhi got the time to think of all this? It wasn't long before I pulled a light jacket over my t-shirt and hopped on my bicycle. I arrived at the park Koizumi had asked to meet me and sure enough, found the three of them huddled under a large tree. Asahina-san was in an obvious panic while the other two remained calm as always. Nagato didn't even look up at me from where she was seated when I came running. Koizumi, however, met me with a smile.

"You made it," he seemed pleased.

"So, what's the emergency?"

"Well," Koizumi turned to the flustered Asahina-san.

"T-the classified agency from the future where I am employed," she stuttered. "They sent a message. This is classified information for the most part, but there are some things which I am required to be sure you're all aware of. There is someone from the future who has escaped from his confides and has stolen our methods of time-space transportation. They told me that he is likely looking to travel to this time, but also that his motives seem unclear. The rest, I cannot say, only that our lives are all in danger if we don't recapture him. The agency has told me this is a red alert situation."

So someone who could possibly kill us all was now on the loose? "Did your agency send back up or some means of protection for us?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, Kyon," she sighed, regretfully. "That's classified. They will do their best to protect you... Just, I can't tell you by what means."

She was so cute when she was sorry! "No, it's fine. I understand."

"I suppose the only thing we can do now is be on our guard. Hopefully, this Hero person will help us out once in a while," Koizumi leaned against the large plant, smiling at me. Yeah, he definitely knows something.

"Uh, yeah," was all I could muster. Nagato was silent the entire time, but she seemed not surprised at all by Koizumi's words. Asahina-san was too busy worrying to really listen to him. I wonder if she knew something too?

"Anyway, I think we should all just be on the look out. We shouldn't let this affect our daily lives too much but also keep a close look out for Suzumiya-san. If there's any reason to come back to this time, it's her," said Koizumi.

I guess he was right. I mean, what else could whoever this was be after? The rest of the night was thankfully rather uneventful. The next morning, my other self was still the talk of the town. I tried my best to ignore it. Finally, our teacher arrived. Good, now I don't have to listen to all that anymore.

"Settle down, class!" he exclaimed. "Settle down. We have two new transfer students. I hope you all do your best to make them feel welcome."

Transfer students? In the middle of the year?

Sure enough, in walked an identical pair. One was a boy and the other, a girl, but it was quite clear they were related. They had the same brown hair and green eyes.

"Class, I'd like to introduce Akane and Ayame Kimura," our sensei announced. The twins bowed.

"Nice to meet you!" they said, simultaneously.

Something seemed weird about the boy... I think he was Ayame and his sister was Akane. I didn't think about it too much though. After all, we had a pop quiz that day on a subject that wasn't exactly my strength, so I barely had time for the twins. It wasn't until lunch time that I ever thought of them again. Akane seemed to make herself at home with a herd of girls in our class. I sat in my usual spot with Taniguchi and Kunikida, trying to look uninterested when the conversation about my alter ego began, until Ayame approached us. He grinned; I think it was about as friendly as his naturally mischievous smile would muster.

"Hey there, gentlemen," he said, still smiling. "Mind if I join you?"

"Nah, we don't mind," Taniguchi nodded. Kunikida seemed not to mind. I got that weird feeling again. "Kimura, right?"

"Yes, that's it," said he as he pulled out his lunch. "I'm sorry, I don't think I got all of your names."

"Well, I'm Masato Kunikida," Kunikida smiled. "And that's Kaoru Taniguchi and beside him is Kyonousuke Sato, er, but we all call him Kyon."

"Nice to meet you guys."

"Yeah, same to you," I said between bites of sushi. Lunch time was sort of uneventful. Akane, at some point, left her new circle and joined ours.

"Hey there, boys," she greeted us. "Seems you've met my brother. I'm Akane Kimura."

We each introduced ourselves and Akane smiled in response. Her smile was much sweeter than her brothers. Actually, she was probably one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen - more beautiful than Haruhi! She sat down next to her brother.

"So, you've all heard of that Hero guy?"

"How could I not hear of him?" Taniguchi asked. He obviously noticed her beauty just as I did. "Everywhere I go, people are talking about him."

"Do you think he really is a super hero?" Kunikida asked. "I mean, people have been spreading rumors about that and, well, he kind of fits the bill."

"I don't care what he is," Akane said with a sigh. "He's captured my heart... I can tell from that picture he must be handsome and heroic and brave..."

I tried as hard as I could not to blush. Ayame scoffed.

"If he were so brave, he'd show his face," said he scornfully as he rolled his eyes at his sister. She glared in response. "We wouldn't need to go scrounging around for his picture. He'd let us know where he is and how to contact him in case of emergency. The way he's doing it now, he can just pick and choose when he wants to come save us."

"But he can't just tell us all that," his twin defended. "People would go after him; fans, reporters, wannabe bad guys... This way is better."

"But he's only really been here for a few days," Taniguchi attempted to cut the tension between the siblings. "So we really don't know what he'll decide to do."

"Whatever he does is none of our business," I said, suddenly feeling bothered that I was unknowingly being lectured by the twins. "The world's never needed a super hero, but it can't hurt too much to have one. What I'm trying to say is that what he does isn't going to effect any of us, so why worry? We're fine with or without him."

"Well that's not true," Akane argued. "If not for him, that girl would have probably been killed two nights ago, right?"

Oh yeah. I did save Haruhi's life and God knows the world would be different without her. I suppose Akane didn't know how right she was. Ayame still seemed to hold contempt for Hero... Why did he hate him so much? Luckily, the bell had rung by then and it was time for class. I was glad that the whole conversation was over, but it wasn't long before a new bother arose. When Haruhi came back to her desk (which was right behind mine for yet another year), she was ecstatic about the twins' coming to our school.

"It all makes sense!" she told me. "Just like when Itsuki came... This Hero guy shows up and suddenly, the twins are here!"

"It's just a coincidence, Haruhi." Our teacher was sure taking his time in coming back to class.

"It can't be... The only possible explanation is that Ayame is Hero!" she pipped. I couldn't help but start laughing at her. Ayame? Hero? He hated the guy! Why would he have anything to do with Hero whatsoever? That was honestly her best hypothesis? My laughter angered the brigade leader.

"What's so funny, Kyon!?"

"That's the best you came up with?" I guess something about knowing something that Haruhi desperately wanted to know but could never find out made me almost want to rub it in. Odd, I've never felt that way before. Perhaps it's because this time, the situation has everything to do with me so I don't feel so detached. "Ayame not only hates Hero, but looks nothing like him!"

Haruhi pondered this. "You think Hero's human form would look like him?"

My laughter ceased. Oh shit. "Well, it's just a theory... Of course, I could be wrong."

"No, you could be on to something, Kyon," I hated when she got that 'You're Probably Right' look on her face. "After all, in super hero stories, the alter ego always looks like the hero."

Why did I have to go and say that? Now she'd discover it was me for sure. I had to change the subject... Redirect her thinking. But, how?

"Ugh,"

'Ugh'?

"What?" I asked.

"That Ayame kid's staring at me," she said in disgust. She was right. He was looking right at her with that same grin that said he wanted her. It made my stomach churn. How could he look at her like she was a piece of meat? And... why did I care? "You're right. He can't be Hero. If he is, maybe Hero's not worth finding."

If there's anything Haruhi hated, it was guys and, well, people in general, but mostly guys who stared at her like how he was. Or perhaps that isn't accurate. Since we met, she's been warming up to people a little, but those guys with their flirty eyes and minds that were probably mentally undressing her still made her turn up her nose, and with good reason I might add. I wasn't sure how much I liked Ayame anymore.

Alright, so that's it for chapter two. What are the twins doing here? Why does Kyon feel weird around Ayame? Actually, what's Ayame's problem? And who's that evil guy that came back from the future? Is Akane to be trusted? Review, fave, and enjoy. :D

AUTHOR'S NOTES: You've probably noticed that the characters who didn't really have names in the anime I gave names to, like Kyon's sister is now Miharu (-1-) and Kyon is Kyonousuke (hopefully this name sounds majestic, Kyon once said his full name sounds majestic and doesn't suit him).