Chapter 10: The Shinjin
Koizumi's POV
Why is Kyon so mad at me? I thought.
If anyone should be mad it should be me.
He thinks that I wanted to kiss him just for him to...
God, how could I have feelings for such a moron?
Doesn't Kyon realize how much he's confusing me.
Sure, I started the kiss, but he...
But no... now I'm fighting a shinjin because he couldn't just sit akwkwardly in the clubroom for a couple hours.
And I'm the only one fighting, because all of the other espers have either died, or have been severely injured.
This is not my day.
In the middle of my thinking, my cellphone rang.
"God dammit!" I made sure to yell that before answering.
"Hello?" I said with a happy-go-lucky smile, changing my attitude completley.
"Itsuki!" yelled a familiar voice, "do you see that blue thing? It's a couple blocks from my house. I can see it from my window! There's no way you can't see it! I'm gonna call the others! Follow the blue light!"
*beep, beep*
Haruhi Suzumiya hung up on me.
Damn. This is not going as planned.
At this rate the world will be destroyed in about half an hour. And I'm supposed to meet Suzumiya-san here in my regular form.
"Well that's a problem," I said transforming back, looking over at Kyon.
...
"Kyon..."
He layed on the ground, blood seeping out of his shirt.
"And that is a bigger problem."
I could have had Kyon be Haruhi's voice of reason, but now it's up to me, and the others...
What am I saying? Nagato and Asahina won't help. Nagato 'observes', while Asahina-san... isn't very good at the whole convincing thing.
But how could I convince Miss Suzumiya that there is nothing wrong with our world.
Remembering Kyon was still on the ground, I ran over to him, lifting his shirt up to reveal his stitches were split open.
"Why does he still have stitches?" I thought.
It didn't matter, what did matter is that he needed help.
But what ambulance is going to come here, without asking questions about the shinjin?
No one, that's who.
I could always call the Organization. But they're already worried about all the injuries of fallen espers.
Not knowing what else to do, I took off his shirt, rapping him with my spare pair of slacks.
I knew they would come in handy one day.
But it didn't stop the blood.
So this is why his chest hurt, huh?
I was soon interuppted by Suzumiya pulling Asahina and Nagato behind her, shamelessly.
"Kyon didn't pick up his phone!" Haruhi yelled. But she stopped when she saw the boy in question on the ground.
She sat next to him, as I was, and started asking questions immediantly.
"What happened to Kyon?"
I felt kind of bad that I didn't know. I could say that the shinjin did it, but I know it had something to do with his chest.
Maybe if I tell her that it was the shinjin's fault, she wouldn't find them so interesting.
"The shin-" (no Itsuki, stay in character), "I mean...um, that thing!" I said, sounding like an idiot.
"But that thing looks harmless!"
Are you kidding me?
"What else would do that to Kyon?"
She just looked at me, "Kyon's fine, he's still breathing."
Haruhi then put her hand on his chest and waited.
...
I saw a small tear come out of her eye.
She then put her hand to his neck.
...
From the looks of it, Kyon was never going to wake up.
A/N: I know, I know... I haven't updated in awhile because of family stuff. I'm sorry if you don't like Koizumi's character because I kind of made him an a**hole. *SPOILER* But you'll find out in later chapters that he has every right to be. Only 3 chapters left.
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