There existed in the room right now a silence so tangible that I felt like I could reach out and touch it.
This being totally unexpected, I decided to play dumb.
"Well Haruhi. I didn't think that was possible."
"What wasn't possible?"
"That you would make such a huge fuss over me not noticing you." I laughed.
Yes, I was going to milk this for all it was worth. It isn't everyday that a teenage girl with powers she didn't even know she had confesses that she liked you. However, despite everything I've gone through, despite anything I may say, I wasn't actually so averse to Haruhi liking me.
This goes all the way back to that night where we spent two hours in a closed space that she had created. A closed space that I convinced her to let us escape from by doing the unthinkable:
I kissed Haruhi Suzumiya that night.
My mind swerved back to the present when she snapped, "Kyon, that really isn't funny. As your Brigade chief, you should show me a little more respect."
"Well, given this little situation I'm in, I'll show you more than just respect. Boy, will Koizumi be surprised. I just hope that Asahina-san would still be friends with me when they get back. As for Nagato… She probably wouldn't mind."
"Okay, I'll do just that."
I suddenly walked up to her and hugged her. She seemed stunned at first, then she suddenly threw her arms around me.
"Kyon," she mumbled. "I knew you'd come around."
I had to admit, those sparkly tears in her eyes actually made her more attractive than she normally was. Even then, Haruhi was quite a looker.
I then put one hand behind her head, the other caressed her cheek, and I began to do what I had done that night back in the closed space. However, she suddenly broke away. I was suddenly gripped by a fear greater than anything I had experienced with her, prior to this moment.
"What's wrong?" I whispered.
"Kyon… I remember that night too; that night where you convinced me to go home with you. To the real world."
"Yeah, what about that night?"
"Well, I remembered something you told me."
And with that, she removed the yellow silk from her hair and used it to tie her hair into a ponytail.
"Oh, you mean when I said that ponytails—"
I never got to finish my sentence. Because the next thing I knew, Haruhi's lips were firmly in contact with mine. And with that, I couldn't think of anything else. Not even Asahina-san.