Alright, so I have decided to just dumb all of my TMoHS fanfiction onto the site. I'm usually pretty self-conscious about things (especially my writing), but I figure I might as well post things. I am not going to allow my feelings to be hurt by anything that anyone might say; I enjoy these stories and that's all that really matters to me. The only reason I'm posting things is on the off chance that other people enjoy them too. If you would like to review please feel free.

Pairing: Haruhi/Mikaru (Maybe a little, but not really... that's what it was supposed to be...)
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own "The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumia"

Shopping

The club room was relatively silent that day.

Haruhi sat at the computer, pouting at the screen, a bored look on her face. Yuki sat in her usual corner, an open book sitting on her lap; she only moved to turn a page every few moments. Kyon and Itsuki sat across from each other at the long table in the room, an Othello board in between them and Mikuru was over near the stove, busily making tea for the other club members.

Haruhi looked up from the computer and over her SOS brigade. Mikuru was now flitting around the room, giving everyone their tea for the day; Haruhi watched her for a few moments.

"Thanks." Kyon said as he took the cup from Mikuru.

"Why, thank you." Itsuki replied as he took his own.

Mikuru then moved over to Yuki, who made no reply as she placed the cup on the small table in front of the other girl.

"Here you are Suzumiya-san." Mikuru said as she held out the last cup to the brigade chief.

Haruhi nodded as she took the cup, still staring at Mikuru.

Mikuru blinked at the brunette girl, confused as to why she was being stared at so intensely.

"Uh, um, is something wrong?" Mikuru asked, blushing slightly as she clasped the try that had been holding the tea cups in both of her hands.

Haruhi ignored the girl for a few moments longer before shooting out of her chair.

"We're going shopping." She suddenly yelled.

Everyone in the room looked up at her, Kyon looking annoyed, Itsuki with his usual amused look, and Mikuru with slight concern. Yuki had only spared the girl an emotionless glance before turning back to her book.

"What are we shopping for?" Kyon asked as he made his move, he was winning the game that he and Itsuki were playing.

"Not you." Haruhi said as she walked closer to Mikuru, "Just Mikuru and I."

"Huh? M- Me?"

"Of course." Haruhi replied, a huge grin on her face, "We need to get you some more outfits."

"Hold on a second." Kyon said as he stood from his place at the table, "You can't just drag Asahina around and force her into whatever you want."

"Oh shut up Kyon." Haruhi said as she grabbed the petit upperclassmen's wrist and started dragging her out of the room.

"Hold on." Kyon called as he went to go after the two girls.

Itsuki stood and stopped him though, his usual smile in place, "I'm sure Suzumiya won't do any harm."

Kyon glared at the other for a moment before turning to look at the door that Haruhi had already tugged the red-haired girl through. He sighed.

"I guess."

Meanwhile outside Haruhi was grinning happily, having finally gotten the older girl all to herself.

THE END