I held the phone away from my ear and in full arms length and looked at the screen. There was no caller ID. The screen was on but it was nothing but black, similar to the time when I was with Haruhi in that closed space. Even though the chances of my accidentally closing my phone and cutting off the call were slim to none, I carefully put the phone up to my ear, and answered.

"Hello? Koizumi?" I said a bit loudly into the receiver.

"You don't have to yell Kyon, I can hear you." Koizumi's voice came clearly through.

"Where are you? How do you still know about me?" I had both hands holding up the phone.

"I can't say where I am. I don't know. I am talking to you through the phone and for now that's all that matters. I'm the Koizumi from the old world not in the one you're currently trapped in."

"Trapped? Do you exist in this world? I didn't see you at school"

"Yes, I do exist in this world."

"Do you know what this world is?" I asked.

"For all obvious facts, it was created by Suzumiya."

"Why?"

"Kyon, after all this time I'm amazed at how stubborn you can get. Just accept the truth." Koizumi sighed.

"What truth?"

"Never mind, I'm surprised that she even spared your existence in this world."

I relaxed and sat down on the nearby couch.

"Yeah, after what happened I can't say that I was expecting thing to be the way they are."

"For the moment I'll tell you everything I know." Koizumi paused. I took a deep breath for a long explanation.

"This world is not a recreation of the old one. Although it might be correct to refer to it as the new world, it's simply built over the old."

"That means the old is still somewhere around."

"Correct."

"That means I can go back." I said leaning forward in my seat awaiting his answer.

"I cannot be too sure. Although it's not completely impossible there are conditions for connecting the two for opening a bridge back into the old. This phone call is proof of a small connection between the two, which means that they are not completely separate dimensions. If I put it in a way, it's an extremely large…" Koizumi paused. "Closed Space…"

"Closed Space? Then you should be able to enter and get me out."

"No Kyon, as you can tell this is not a routine closed space."

I leaned back onto the couch. One of my options proved impossible.

"Don't lose hope. These worlds are still connected, and can be connected even further." Koizumi assured.

"How do I get back then? How do I make more connections?" I asked, lying down on the couch, blocking out the light from my eyes with my free arm.

"Interact with the people around you. Interaction is everything in this world. This call was only possible because of the crucial event when you met Haruhi. You don't know how important connecting with Suzumiya was. That was the one thing that kept both worlds from falling apart. You had ignored her; everything would have ended the moment it began."

I felt a falling sensation in the pit of my stomach. The world almost ended this afternoon if I hadn't said hello to Haruhi…

"Why is everything centered on Haruhi?"

"It's her world. There must be a purpose if she created it. You yelled at her the way she did, screaming the fact that you hated her, you left Suzumiya and her tears behind, and shortly after you're in a new world from the moment you first laid eyes on her. With those two facts it boils down to because-"

"She wanted to start over?" I guessed the ending to his explanation.

"That might have been the reason." Koizumi said. "She wanted to know if you would think differently of her as a new person. She wondered if she changed, would you forgive her. The first test was as so, the moment you two met. If you never wanted to talk to her, then it was hopeless. If you had ignored her, then redemption was impossible. She would have concluded that you will never speak with her no matter what the circumstances were, even if she was a different person. Thus, comes the end of the world.

"Just because I didn't talk to her on the first day is no reason to give up, with enough time-" I stopped. Would I have forgiven Haruhi? It's true that I only talked to her because she was different. What if she was the same? Would the world have ended this morning at school? Would I have even bothered to talk to her again?

"You must remember that Suzumiya despite her exterior is a very insecure person. This new Suzumiya, is not actually new. Her most primary personalities have been stripped. Set to the most basic default so that you can fill in the blanks to fit the person you see as in the least, likeable. The Suzumiya that awaits you in this world is a pure white sheet of paper. It's your duty to guide her to be the person you see best."

"I refuse. This is exactly what I hated about Haruhi. Just because it was hard doesn't mean that it was necessary to destroy everything and try to start over. If every quitter in existence had Haruhi's powers, then kill me now and be done with, I don't have the time to try and build every single one of them back up again. I thought she would see it through to the end. If there was something she couldn't do she would always try to make me do it. If that was impossible, she gives up entirely and tries to find some other hopeless thing, or scolds her for her mistakes. She was weak and had no support to her idiotic qualities. I never want to be with that kind of person."

There was a long pause between both of us. We had both thrown our reasoning and facts into this conversation. They both collided and canceled each other out. We were locked in a momentary stalemate. He was obviously trying to force this on me, like Haruhi, you, and all the other people that were too busy but had the time to trust me with their own problems. I had replied with a solid argument.

"Then what…will you say to the Haruhi in this world?"

"…I'll-"

"I'm sorry Kyon." Koizumi cut in. "It seems that my time is up."

"Will we be able to speak again? What about the others, will I get to speak with Nagato as well?"

"That's up to you to decide."

The call ended.

The next morning after I had a nice sleep, I woke up to my sister waking me up like she usually does. Wait… what?! I woke up with a start to see who was causing this pain in my abdomen area. Unaware that I'm awake the small girl kept pounding at every inch of my body she could reach. It wasn't my sister. The little girl from yesterday turned and saw me. She ignored my stare and continued pounding away. Now that I was somewhat awake I started to feel the pain.

"I'm awake…" I groaned, rubbing my eyes.

"So it seems." The girl replied, without turning in my direction while bruising my legs with each consecutive hit.

"Stop!" I kicked her away. "How did you find out where my house is and how did you unlock the door? Did you break any windows? I didn't hear anything, when did you break into my house?"

"I didn't break any windows! I used your house key!" She denied.

"My what?!"

"You're house key under the mat. I used it yesterday to sneak in."

Out of all the burglars, serial killers, and rapists in the world, my house was broken into by this little brat…

"You were here since yesterday?!"

"What can I say? I don't have a home. I like it here."

"You were serious?"

"Yes!"

"Get out."

"Wah…"

Don't try to act cute, it's illegal to break into somebody's house. She started crying again.

"Please! (sniff) let me stay here! (sniff) I have nowhere else to go! (sniff)"

"Stop crying! There's no one here to see you." I said. She immediately stopped crying and recovered with amazing speed.

"Oh, well I'm going to stay here whether you like it or not." She giggled.

"How are you going to do that?"

"I have my ways." She smiled and put her finger up to her lips.

"Get out of my way." I carried her by the back of her collar and threw her out on the pavement like a dirty stray dog. "Stay!" I fingered to the outraged girl and closed the door behind me hearing her furious banging on the door and I went back upstairs to get ready for school. When I was about to walk out of the house, I made sure that I locked every window and every door in the house so that brat would have no means of getting in without caught. She was nowhere to be found, I guess she finally gave up trying to stay here. I feel sorry for the next person who meets her though…

The girl had my mind off of the more serious matters at hand. Like last night's phone call Even so what was I supposed to do? If I wanted to return to my old world, I have to interact as Koizumi says. Interaction is a natural part of living a student's life so that's exactly what I'm going to do. Screw you Koizumi, I'm not going to let what you said get to me. It's not going to change anything in my daily schedule.

Then what…will you say to the Haruhi in this world?

I'll say hello…

"Good Morning." I waved to the Haruhi clumsily unpacking her bag.

"Hello." She greeted back quietly, taking out a book from her bag and hiding behind. It was a book about astronomy.

"So you like science."

She jumped. Her attempts to avoid a conversation by blocking me with a book had only attracted one. She was hopeless.

"I like astronomy." She said from behind the book.

"Are you interested in space?" I asked.

"I love space." She said in a trance. "I don't understand any of the big words or the names, but I like looking at the pictures. I think they're beautiful-" She stopped halfway, blushed once again and retreated deeper into her book. She had said too much.


To Our Beloved Reader: I'll stop this chapter right here. I have yet to think up what comes after this. It's one of my more interesting and unique ways to end this chapter. I hope I wrote enough to satisfy. I'll have to focus on my other stories as well. Since I did two chapters very close to each other in terms of release time, it might be a while before I get to the next. Sorry that I don't have much to say after each of these chapters. I type the longer author's notes in my other stories. I wonder if I already said what I needed to say in each of my stories. I feel the story makes up its length for its content although I would like to have a story with 500,000 words or so. That would be nice but sadly all my stories are living things, born to die, and to die, in a MAGAARE SPECTICALE!

I'm always short on time, so any voluntary proofreading is very much appreciated. It might sound like I'm lazy to edit my own stories but it takes up and hour of my sleep just to write these so it's the least you guys can do while reading. I've read it over at least twice when I say this, so catch those little things for me.

Oh… I just had an idea… Ha, ha. This will be great! See you later!

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