Disclaimer:
I do not own anyone or anything associated with the Haruhi Suzumiya Series and whatever else I'm going to include here in this fanfic; they all belong to their respective creators - so no surprise there.
I'm just writing this down for my personal entertainment as well as for others.
"Please wake up, Onii-chan! Please wake up!"
A little girl was sitting beside her older brother's corpse, crying and begging him to wake up. Around her were her brother's closest friends, too shocked about his sudden, bloody death to even react, too shocked to even grasp what had happened so far. Their faces mirrored it; their gaping mouths and widened eyes only made it clearer.
At a top of a building from quite the distance, Fujiwara sighed as he put away his sniper rifle, closing his eyes.
"I'm sorry that I had to kill you, Kyon. But I had no other choice than this." He whispered. "I'm so sorry."
Turning around, he sighed again as he activated his TPDD and went back to his drastically changed time-plane.
Meanwhile, the world he had left behind crumbled in on itself - Haruhi began to once again re-write reality.
