There is a slight story of the OC in here, which is the first part in disguise. I know that this doesn't count as a fan fiction for most of the readers but still the life of the OC is nevertheless vital to the main story's plotline. I will now also discharge who this OC really was and whatever that needs to be answered. Oh, I had changed a lot on these pre-story notes, so please don't be surprised. A scene of Koizumi and the brigade will also appear, which is also the conclusion of the story. But there is an alternate ending soon to come because the ending of this chapter is er, not that good? Well, just read and understand/comprehend.

Disclaimers: I do not own Suzumiya Haruhi series. It belongs to none other than Tanigawa Nagaru-sensei! But this story [fan fiction] is mine. And also some of the characters.

Warning/s: I have just read about the serial killings so right now my mind is morbid (talking about Jeffrey Dahmer and Dennis Nilsen, and then the novel Exquisite Corpse, which was lovely written by none other than Poppy Z. Brite) and this might get bloody. Or not? Anyway, school is giving me the burden in my shoulders, so like Atlas I bear the whole world in the form of papers that are supposed to be passed! Whatever. Just read.

Characters: OC, SOS Brigade

Letterless Envelope

I was a fugitive.

Tired as if I was running for my whole life, I finally stopped at an unknown street.

The brigade will surely know who I really was, because Nagato Yuki will tell them. And now I was a fugitive. After a while they might even come here on this alternate reality! My nightmares would come true once again!

No, calm yourself, Ohtsuki, you have just killed him. Yes, you have already killed the biggest obstacle in your life and you can now replace him in his gaping-hole position left in the brigade. Not anymore would you be a pushover. You wouldn't be subject anymore to the taunts of anybody else, especially the rundown president of that brigade. At the very least the brigade here was much better. In here you will be regarded with high recognition. No one will trample on your good will. In here you wouldn't be chased to a corner where the only escape that you can have is to become twisted yourself. They twisted you so much. It's time to unwind. They wouldn't be able to follow you here. The "reality warp" closed as soon as you entered it, so much for your luck. You're lucky, Ohtsuki, that you managed to come here alive and a bit unscathed.

And if you walked into their lives, they would think that you're that loathsome Koizumi Itsuki! Although you have to get used to that name for a while, I think it will end up on a happy note. If only it was Koizumi Itsuki in your shoes and you in his!

So now Ohtsuki, think. What would happen if you were already a part of their group? They would at first grow awkward. Of course, Koizumi Itsuki is supposed to be buried right now in that makeshift grave at the private mountain. But that's not the point! They don't know that Koizumi Itsuki is actually buried in that place. And if ever they get to know that fact, Koizumi Itsuki might already be a rotting corpse! So who would care anyway? After all, you were made as his replacement.

"But I can never be a part of their group. They will still consider that loathsome Koizumi Itsuki as their member, and not me. The one they will see is not me, but Koizumi Itsuki. Why is it always like this? He is already dead, but he will still continue to haunt my life and make me suffer! I'll forever hate him!"

And so? Who cares? As long as the two of us are secure and happy, then who would care about the existence of that loathsome Koizumi Itsuki? Don't you want to be happy too?

"But then, what about Koizumi Itsuki's parents? Where are they? What if they recognize me as not their son?"

Just calm yourself for now Ohtsuki. What you need is rest, and later you will be able to attain your dream!

…..

I had such a nice rest! Whistling happily as I walked the almost ninety-degree hill was no task for me. I'm really happy!

I did not attend class. What was important was the brigade. And luckily, I would be welcomed with open arms.

Ecstatically I walked up the stairs towards the Literature clubroom and immediately opened the door in excitement.

But instead of the SOS Brigade greeting me, I only saw Nagato Yuki on the corner of the room, reading a hardbound book that might make you lose you memories once it made contact with your head, in a hard way. Whatever.

"Huh? Just you? Where're the others?"

"…."

Nagato Yuki continued on reading the book as if she had not heard me. Getting slightly irritated by being rebuked by such an unimportant person like her made my blood boil slowly.

"Look, I have no time in the world to be waiting for your answer. I just need to know where the others are. How can you be so uncooperative?"

The book was then closed with a loud snap that it seems to suck the sounds from the room itself. With that grand attention getter, Nagato Yuki turned to me, her eyes showing a bit of irritation.

"Don't treat me so casually as if we're friends. Suzumiya Haruhi already knew that Koizumi Itsuki is dead, so you have no reason at all to be here anymore. Why don't you just go back to your 'real' world? I'm sure the Suzumiya Haruhi there is looking for you already. Or do you want me to open up a portal for you?" (1)

How did she knew so fast—

"Koizumi Itsuki himself had told Kyon beforehand about his plan to have the SOS Brigade re-form. (2) If you still like to know where they are, then they're at the hospital, waiting futilely for Koizumi Itsuki to wake up. I'm sure he wouldn't. If that's all that you've gone here for, then you could go your way now, and please don't bother me again while I'm reading."

…..

I closed the door loudly, stomping angrily on the floorboards while going down until it creaked. Nagato Yuki had the nerve! It makes me want to punch a girl!

Anyway, I made my way to the hospital where I looked for the whereabouts of the SOS Brigade. Until I came in front of the morgue, where a big Asahina Mikuru is standing by the entrance, brushing away stray tears that falls from her eyes. At my sight she immediately approached me, her heels making a faint tapping sound.

"What do you want? Are you going to hate me for killing Koizumi Itsuki?"

She then smiled, and took my hand gently.

"Ohtsuki-kun, I would like to talk to you in another place. Can you come with me?"

…..

I had just used my stray change for two cans of soda. Giving one to the future Asahina Mikuru, I fell down on my seat with a flop.

"So, what do you need to talk to me about?"

"…To tell the truth, this was supposed to be classified information, but according to my superiors I had to talk to you about this matter without restrictions."

Asahina Mikuru then drank a bit from the can, and breathed deeply, before,

"Tomorrow, you are to die."

Huh? The can of soda almost fell from my hands.

"What are you saying? How can I die?"

"How did you get here in the first place? And since when?"

"I got here on this place because of a reality warp that appeared in the clubroom one day. I think that was by the time Koizumi Itsuki developed feelings from Kyon, so I would be staying here already for about three months."

Asahina Mikuru continued to peer at my unyielding eyes.

"Then, I think you can answer this question of mine. Do you have any idea as to your origin?"

My origin? All I know is that I've been here since I've been born, but…

"The concept of being born is not universal. It may mean that you were born as a baby, or as when you are now."

"Wait, are you saying that I am the fake one? How could you! I'm the real one! Koizumi Itsuki's the fake one!"

"And what is your proof?"

I had none.

"Koizumi Itsuki had always talked it out with Kyon on times he wanted to talk about topics that baffles even him, topics that I don't wish anyone to believe in. According to Koizumi Itsuki's view, we as human beings can or cannot have existed as our memory had provided us. Given that prior to the three years ago incident, we time travelers cannot go way beyond that time anymore. We had done so in the past, but ever since Suzumiya-san had created a Temporal Plane Disturbance we had not gone from that time ever since. Koizumi-kun had even told Kyon that the world might even have just been created three years ago. That was what he believes in. I believe in another view, but nevertheless what he believes in is what best explains your condition right now. Koizumi-kun is your existence. Without him, you cease to exist. Simple deductive logic, right?"

"…."

"I'm really sorry! The higher-ups had just told me to relay that message to you so that you won't get surprised by your sudden disappearance or whatever. Anyway, I have to go. You should go too, the SOS Brigade are going to be in your seat in ten minutes."

And in a matter of seconds, Asahina Mikuru from the future disappeared.

…Will I really disappear too?

XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"Koizumi, would you like milk on your tea?"

We, the SOS Brigade, are at a summer house styled in an ancient Japanese style. To fit in the place, Haruhi suggested that we wear kimono. The house is big, big for the six of us, really. I still haven't seen my parents and little sister. Even Shamisen! Heck, they still might be in the unaltered world, waiting for me to come back.

"K-Kyon-kun? Your t-tea..."

"…Ah, thank you."

Upon hearing my thanks, the only one not in a kimono but rather maid-clad Asahina-san scampered away while blushing furiously. Somehow her costumes are transported in this altered world. Wait, so does this mean that this altered world is a big SOS Brigade headquarters? No way!

"Huh? Kyon, what happened?"

Koizumi spoke softly towards me. He was just on the other side of the table, slowly sipping the tea Asahina-san had served him. The girls are on the other room, somehow trying on different costumes for tonight. If I'm not mistaken, Haruhi suggested that we do Tsukimi (3) tonight for no reason at all.

"Eh? Um, nothing. Sorry to bother you."

Koizumi smiled before he resumed drinking his tea.

My everyday life is now like this. Drinking tea that Asahina-san brewed together with Koizumi on my free times, being thrown from one event to another by none other than Haruhi, spending time with Koizumi on his free times, watch the comedy act of Haruhi and Tsuruya-san with the rest of SOS Brigade, ask Nagato-san some questions about the altered world, and some other stuff that always seem to contain the brigade members one way or another.

Especially Koizumi Itsuki.

And due to this I think I am starting to love Koizumi. No day had passed since I had not been by Koizumi's side.

And Koizumi seems to notice it too, but his disposition towards me does not change. After all, the both of us are already "partners" right now, right? Or am I just assuming on this too?

I hope Koizumi does not mind.

"Kyon, is there something wrong? You seem out of it."

Hearing Koizumi inquire once again on my situation I almost jumped which shook the table quite violently. Koizumi held on to his cup when he felt the shaking. As I noticed, there had been slight spills on Koizumi's kimono.

"Ah, Koizumi! I'm sorry! Wait, I'll get some towel to wipe the spilled tea from your kimono. I'm really sorry."

And starting that day that I realized that I was loving Koizumi, I started distancing myself from him. But it took only a short time for Koizumi to notice my seemingly changing attitude towards him, so he confronted me about it once and for all.

"Kyon, why are you avoiding me? Had I done anything wrong?"

Aah… Don't come near when I haven't sorted out my feelings for you yet!

"No, you did nothing wrong."

"Then is there a reason why you are avoiding me?"

"…I l-love you! That's why!"

"…!"

Koizumi seemed taken aback by what I've just said as he seemed to avoid my gaze when he dropped his head low and let me blush freely.

"Um, Koizumi, I'm sorry for saying that so suddenly but—"

"…If you really love me, then call me, by my name."

H-Huh? But I am calling you by your name. What else would you want?

"No, you're calling me by my family name. If you really love me, then you will call me as I call you by your real name too."

"I-Itsuki… Is that okay?"

Koizumi, no, Itsuki, smiled at the instant I said his name, his smile more brighter than ever.

"Isn't that a lot better?"

And he mouthed my real name which made me blush up to the tips of my ears.

"…Come here."

The instant I went near to him, I was pulled into a deep kiss…

…..

Today was the start of spring. The cherry blossoms would be in full bloom today. Of course, Haruhi wouldn't let the idea about a Hanami not pass her train of thoughts. But I wouldn't let myself get overtaken by her, so I went to Itsuki immediately, who was supposed to be my "partner," a word a lot better to hear than "boyfriend."

"Itsuki, let us go to the park!"

I was panting. Itsuki was in the patio of the tea ceremony room, wearing a mature kimono that I had picked for him especially for that day. His hair was slightly blown by the light, morning breeze.

"To breathe some fresh air?"

He looked at me with eyes that are devoid of sight.

"Um, maybe you could say that."

I almost forgot that Itsuki cannot see anymore.

Supporting him throughout the path towards the park where cherry blossoms are on full bloom, I lead him under the biggest tree I found where I had readied food earlier the morning. Haruhi and the other girls are all playing Daruma-san (4) like kids.

"Kyon, what are Suzumiya-san and the other girls doing?"

"They're playing Daruma-san. I can't help but think that they seem to be childish at this, playing games at this age."

"But we're still young, right? So I think there is nothing wrong with playing like kids once in a while."

"Well, I guess you're right…"

There was an awkward silence that hung on the air in front of us after those last words. Afraid of the silence to stretch forever, I then started talking to Itsuki about various things, like his philosophies, his arguments, etc.

And with each question he'd only answer with a little snicker before giving a one-line answer, which leaves me a lot more confused than earlier.

After the girls finished playing, we then started eating the picnic while the cherry blossom petals continuously flow with the wind.

If Itsuki can only see this, I wonder if he will be happy?

In the whole duration of the picnic onwards, that thought occupied my mind…

…..

After the Hanami, I immediately sought out Nagato-san, as know she is the only person capable of fulfilling this wish of mine. In no time I tracked down Nagato-san inside the mini-library of the house.

"Nagato-san, is there any way to bring back Itsuki's sight?"

"…."

She then closed the book on her lap and turned fully towards me.

"There is, but I doubt you would like the after-effects."

Why? Will his sight never come back? Is that what you're trying to say?

"Koizumi Itsuki's sight can be regained. But since it was Koizumi Itsuki's free will that he be blind, there is a corresponding exchange for his sight."

"And that would be—"

Then I saw Nagato peer at my eyes like my end had already come.

A train of thought came up on my mind. My eyes dilated for a second at thinking about such a preposterous thing.

"Impossible. Why?"

"You alone are the only one that is closest to him at this moment. I doubt you will see this to the end without having been changed. You can be stripped of the sense of sight yourself, or sense of hearing. The worse thing that can ever happen is for you to forget your emotions for Koizumi Itsuki."

Just when I am starting to love him too!

"If you would really want his sight to come back, then you must accept the consequences, or I myself wouldn't be able to do the task."

…Well, if it was for him then…

"Okay, Nagato-san, please make Itsuki see again! I don't care what the consequences may be, but it's better if he regains his sight once more!"

"Understood."

Then there was Nagato-san's incantations, then the room started to be enveloped in pure white light, until it turned all black.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Huh? When did I slept on the floor?

Rubbing my eyes I opened them and looked around. It was bright, and it looks like I'm on some historical Japanese setting, much like Tsuruya-san's house which we used for the shooting of the movie—

Wait, I can see?

Slowly I stood up and tried counting my fingers in front of my face. I can really see! Immediately I then looked for Kyon, which I found together with Suzumiya-san and the others.

"Koizumi-kun, what are you doing? That's dangerous!"

"Suzumiya-san, it's okay, I can see already."

"Ah! Is it true? How happy! This calls for a celebration!"

Disregarding Suzumiya-san for a while, I went to Kyon's side and hugged him. But instead of the usual hugging back, I was roughly pushed away. Shocked, I can only look incredulously at Kyon who looks at me as angry as he can ever be. Reaching out I tried to touch him once more but,

"Kyon, what happened to you—"

"Take of your hands from me you faggot! Just go away and die!"

Kyon slapped my hand away.

"Kyon! What's happening to you?"

Suzumiya-san went immediately to my side after being brushed away harshly by the person I thought loved me.

"Why is a faggot like him here? I don't want him here! Make him disappear!"

…..

I was then taken away from Kyon, who obviously hates me once again. Asahina-san served me tea to calm me, but it obviously didn't.

"Nagato-san, what happened to Kyon?"

Suzumiya-san and Tsuruya-san are on the other room talking to Kyon. For now they are the only ones capable of talking it out with Kyon when he was this distraught and angry.

"Kyon had wished for your sight to come back, which he in turn lost his memory of the past events in the process. Kyon has his memory only up to the time when he dumped you, many months ago."

Is that so? So it only means that, he did all of these for me. For my sake and not for his…

"But he wants you to disappear from his sight. What are you going to do?"

"If it was Kyon's wish, then I had nothing to do but to acquiesce."

That night I packed my bags, which I had no trouble of doing. At the dead of the night I left the summer house where the SOS Brigade had been staying since Suzumiya-san had altered the world. With one last, fleeting glance at the house, I saw a person at the window with arms crossed.

…Kyon? No, this person is small… Ah! Nagato-san.

I've been caught. But I know that Nagato-san knew my reasons for this, so she wouldn't go off and wake all of the members form their slumber. I slowly backed away, still looking up at Nagato-san until the house itself had looked small from my view before I ran, my feet pounding on the pavement in sharp, loud bursts. The air was slightly flooded with the falling cherry blossom petals. Today is the day that they would be falling from the branches. How pitiful.

So, where would I go now? Ride the train? Luckily, in this altered world Suzumiya-san had made the train stations accessible from day to night. I bought the ticket to Aomori, and once inside my compartment I arranged my bag and flopped down on the comfy seat.

In this altered world, where could I even hide from Suzumiya-san?

As the snack lady passed down the corridor where my compartment was, my tears suddenly fell from my eyes. These eyes are the reason why Kyon does not love me anymore. Or does he even love me in the first place? The tears fell continuously, I cannot help but just wipe them with my trembling hands. Slowly I gripped the handle of the bread knife in the counter of my compartment, the frustration going to my head.

If only not for Kyon, I would have stabbed these eyes once more until it bleed. But I cannot when it was because of Kyon that I was able to see again… At the expense of Kyon's memory…

I cannot help but feel revulsion towards these eyes of mine which will never be able to see Kyon's face ever again…

END

Author's Note: Don't kill me for this sad ending! This is where the flow of the story ended! I'm sorry! Anyway, as I had told SakuraDrops141 on a pm, I had an alternate ending being readied. But to tell the truth, this is officially the end of this story… *hides somewhere I had no intention of telling you guys* So until I post the alternate ending, I would hide in this "hiding place!" Thou canst not know where I would be!

Don't worry, the alternate ending would come! It's just not coming now… Anyway, this story had a theme song! (Yes! Though I hold no copyright over that song. And these theme songs also apply for my other TMoSH stories as well.) Collectively my stories about ItsuKyon will eventually be compiled, I don't think? But isn't it a lot easier to do that? I'll be doing a doujin using my stories as plot, so I'll end up compiling them, I think? I wish to sell them too! Anyway, I'll be doing them by the time semester break starts, so I will eventually finish before my birthday/first day of second sem. Please support me! I'm a starting doujin artist… Anyway, what does it have to do with my story?

The opening songs would be "Psychopath" by Luka Megurine and "Taiyou to Tsuki no Rondo" of Luka Megurine and Miku Hatsune. The ending songs would be "Music Box of Time" by Luka Megurine and "Prayer" by Hizaki of the Visual Kei band Versailles Philharmonic Quintet. Just listen to it! Yes, I'm promoting it! But I get nothing from doing so.

Anyway:

1. Ohtsuki came from an alternate universe, where he was bullied by the members of the alternate SOS Brigade.

2. Read chapter 1.

3. Tsukimi is mostly done on a Summer night. It is "Moon Viewing".

4. Daruma-san is a game. I don't know how to describe it, but you may have played it when you are younger anyway, so… Hehee…?

About the vague ending of this chapter, please refer to the alternate ending as I've provided an ending on this too. I cannot end in Koizumi wallowing in sadness on a midnight train.

But this is seriously the end! I'm just doing some alternate ending in the next and some clarifications… Isn't it better this way? Haha, having them not end up together is the worse yet the best plot ever for a story to revolve in! Sorry, I'm such a sadist… And masochist too?

Anyway, please wait for the alternate ending! I'll surely finish it sometime this month or next month!

"Your life collided with mine, and you simply failed to survive the wreckage."

-Andrew Compton. Exquisite Corpse.

Thanks for reading "Throes of the Unrequited"!