I awoke, drifting through a dark space. Where was I? I couldn't feel my body but I could feel the cool temperature of the space around me as if I was naked in a pool of water. Even though I had no eyes or a body, I was sure I could see the darkness around me and not the darkness you see when you close your eyes. I tried hard to remember what happened before I woke up. I had no memories... Eventually things slowly came back to me. I had been fighting with Haruhi. Who was Haruhi? Ah yes... Now I remember. As I remembered things related to Haruhi I remembered more and more things related to the things related to Haruhi. Eventually I had regained my usual sarcasm as well as my other personalities until I felt that nothing was missing or different. I was Kyon again. The last things I remember were, I was extremely angry at Haruhi, quitting the brigade, Then...

Was I dead? Is this space heaven? No it couldn't be. This dark place feels really similar to closed space. It doesn't take an Esper to figure that out. I don't even believe in heaven or hell to begin with. I thought about what Haruhi would do after I yelled at her the way I did. She would be angry enough to... Never the mind. The question was if so, why was I conscious? Is this the new world? There was light shining through a crack in the darkness, I turned towards it. It blinded me. I had eyes to see. I heard a voice emanating from the distant darkness. I had ears to hear things with.

"Introduce yourself." The voice called. I wasn't sure if I was able to reply. I opened my mouth to speak. Sounds came out of my mouth. I had a mouth. I had a mouth to speak with.

"My name is..." What was my name? I know "Kyon" is my nickname but... Does it really matter anymore? It's "Kyon" regardless of what I want others to call me. It was out of my control. Besides I had no other name I could turn my head to, when someone calls.

"My name is Kyon." I replied into the distance. The cold air of the space filled my throat and lungs. The sudden chill made me shiver. I felt my heart beating. I had a body. It was cold.

I was descending deeper into the space, away from the light the voice had came from. I felt something holding me up. Was it a chair? I leaned forward and rested my head in my arms and closed my eyes. There was a desk supporting me. A sensation of warmth swept over my body. I was wearing clothes. I looked up to the light shining through the crack. Once more the voice spoke.

"Next."

Next? What do you mean next? I heard the sound of a chair being dragged out. I heard a second voice from behind.

"S-Suzumiya Haruhi... Nice to meet you." said the voice in an extremely, barely audible, soft voice, unfitting the person she was introducing herself as.

The black around me cracked. Light was shining through every opening, all around, once again blinding me. The darkness shattered into colored surroundings. I opened my eyes for a second time. I was in my classroom. Curious to know who the person behind me was, I turned to see a girl with long hair like Haruhi used to have. There were no ribbons or hair bands. Her bangs were down, covering her nervous eyes. She sat and kept her head down. She looked up and we met eyes she quickly looked downwards again and blushed furiously.

It was the first day of school, first homeroom period, during self introductions, the moment I had first met Haruhi

Was this the world Haruhi had recreated? Why would it be like this? I expected her to be cutting class with some alien boyfriend or something. Why was I in this world if she was angry at me? Why the first day of school? I felt a phone in my pocket, along with a wallet, and lint. I took out my phone and checked the date. It was indeed the first day of school. I'll have to repeat first year all over again...

What else was different? If Haruhi's like this then there must have been some huge changes in the reality. Homeroom had ended and I turned to chat with the so called "Haruhi" behind me like I always do in the mornings. Since I'm still doing this out of instinct I'm sure I was the same Kyon as the world before. Now that I think about I still have memories from the old world. I faced Haruhi and spoke whatever came to my mind.

"Hey, you probably know but you can call me Kyon." I started.

Haruhi looked up. One of her eyes open wide and the other covered by her bangs, her mouth slightly open revealing her small white teeth, surprised anyone would have bothered to say anything to her.

"Hello..." She quietly answered and resumed to staring at the top of her desk.

I like this new Haruhi, although it's a bit far from what I expected from a completely different Haruhi.

"Do you like this school?"

She had expected me to give up because of her lack or reaction. I'm still talking to you Haruhi.

"I don't know..." She said with a voice calmer than before, but just as soft.

This answer could have been the first real conversation she's had with anyone before.

"What are your favorite things?" I asked once more, this time with a more general question so that it'll be easier for her to answer.

"I don't know..." She said again, with an apologetic tone for not being able to say anything else.

I stared at this Haruhi for a few seconds, still unable to believe that this was all real. She was once again blushing and looking everywhere besides in my direction. Looking side to side, putting her fingers together, looking up and biting her lips. She sighed, took a deep breath, and finally asked me a question, feeling that I had given her the responsibility to lead this conversation.

"D-Do you like aliens?" she said.

I was gravely disappointed. She wasn't a totally different Haruhi. I thought about the question and then about Nagato.

"Aliens are good folk, once you get to know them." I answered while nodding.

Haruhi weakly smiled and to my surprise answered back.

"You're weird..."

I was weird? You're the one who asked about aliens! She looked at my expression and realized what she had just said turning pink.

"I'm sorry! I didn't realize. That was the first time anyone has said anything like that to me..." She quickly added and then looked downwards.

"That's fine. I guess I'm a little weird myself." I said, thinking about my own answer.

"Then we're both weird people." She whispered, smiling weakly again.

I kept talking to her after every class, using up all of my break time to chat. Then came lunch time, I put my table together with Taniguchi and Kunikida to eat. They were in the same class like before.

"Oi Kyon!" Taniguchi called. Looks like he's the same in this world, why wasn't he quiet like Haruhi was?

"What do you want?" I asked, annoyed.

"I think Suzumiya likes you!" He said out loud.

I choked on my rice and looked all around for Haruhi to see if she had heard. She was gone. I guess she likes to eat early just like the old Haruhi. Looks like the other people were busy having their own lunch to overhear Taniguchi.

"What's your problem saying that out loud?! What if anyone heard?!" I sharply whispered.

"I also think so too Kyon. I bet you like her as well." Kunikida said.

"I don't like her!" I denied.

"Then why were you talking to her? Taniguchi asked.

"I have no idea why. It just seemed like good way to pass the time." I said firmly.

"I understand Kyon. If it's that embarrassing I'll stop teasing you. Before you go any further you better get some advice from me. I've been in the same class with her since the beginning of middle school, and let me tell ya. She's not one to talk at all." Taniguchi said.

"What should I be aware of?" I asked, remembering the things he had told me about the old Haruhi.

"She's extremely shy. If you say even one thing to her, she might freeze up and not say a word back. She's silent to the point the teachers excuse her from speaking in class. She's just too quiet"

Well Taniguchi, that's what you know, but as a matter of fact she did reply. Telling you so might confirm your theory about how she likes me, so I'll let you keep your fat head for just this once.

"Yeah, and after that?" I asked looking forward to hearing anything else about this new Haruhi.

"That's it." Taniguchi finished.

You've known her for 3 years and that's all you've figured out?

"I see. Well that's just that then." I said a bit disappointed.

"You see, if she talked more maybe some guys would ask her out. Some people actually believe she's mute and she gets made fun of over small things like her hair and stuff like that. She's actually pretty smart. If she wasn't the teachers would never excuse her from speaking. She doesn't have friends. Some have tried to get close but her silence makes it feel like she wants to ignore you. They all give up somewhere in the middle. I've actually have never even heard her voice clearly." Taniguchi finished his bento.

So this Haruhi was that kind of person huh? The last two classes after lunch were just boring. Since it was the first day, the teachers didn't have anything planned for us yet. They just explained how we were now older, more expected to behave, that we were more mature high school students, telling us what responsibilities we'll be facing as young adults and how we weren't little kids anymore. I heard the same thing in my first day in middle school. Are you calling my middle school self immature? I wasn't that stupid you know. For the rest of the school year I'll be relearning all the things that I had worked hard to sleep through all over again. Yare Yare...

It was after school that I recovered from my state of brain deadness realized that I should be investigating this new world that Haruhi had made. What was different, what was the same, what was new? The first thing was to check if class 9 was still there. If I remember correctly if was created for the sole purpose for Koizumi to transfer into. I checked and it was there. I looked inside the classroom, but I believe Koizumi had already left. I went up a floor to the second year classrooms. Where was Mikuru? After searching around I saw her walking along with a couple of calligraphy club members and Tsuruya. So I guess they still exist. Now for the person I wanted the most to exist. Nagato Yuki, who should be reading in the literature clubroom as I speak!

I ran to the old part of the school building for all those miscellaneous rooms and stood outside the literature clubroom. I gulped and opened the door. There was nobody inside. Empty...

No way... If Nagato wasn't here then who do I ask to explain all of this? I searched the clubroom for any traces of SOS. The computer was old. The room was bare and empty, Nagato's chair was in the corner next to the window, but its owner was missing. I checked the bookcase and looked through the contents hoping that I'd find a science fiction book that could have at least hinted that Nagato existed. No, there were only manga books. No way, there has got to be just one sci-fi here! I flipped though the book case checking out every spine for the specific genre. Every one of them were mangas! Just who was using this room?!

The door opened and thank goodness. There stood Nagato Yuki, glasses and all. She stared at me holding a bunch of manga books in my hands. To her I might as well have been robbing the place.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I..." What was I doing in thing empty room nobody would bother to even mention in a conversation about empty rooms in North High?

"I was just looking though some of the books." I answered.

"I see. I'm sorry but you can't take those home."

"Yeah I know, with them being school property and all that."

"No, you can't take them home because they're mine."

"All of them?!"

"All of them."

"Are there anything else besides manga?"

"There were other ones before, but I threw them out because they were troublesome."

Ara? I expect those old books to have belonged to the school. Was this really who I think it was?

"Who are you?" I asked to confirm.

"Who are you?" She asked back.

"I'm Kyon."

"I'm Nagato Yuki." She replied.

"Hello Nagato."

"Hello Kyon."

I was still holding the books in my hands.

"If you want to read those, read them here. I'll let you join the literacy club of you want."

"That would be nice..." I replied. Curious to find out more about this Nagato...

"We were short on members. I have no idea how this club even managed to survive with just me as a member. I was beginning to think we weren't even worth abolishing." She sighed dully, pouring me a cup of lukewarm tea and handing me an application form.

"Thanks a dozen."

To Our Beloved Reader: I'm not sure if this was anything like any of you were expecting this story to become. I don't have much to say about this chapter. All I'm able to do is smile and hand it in for all you people to enjoy. I hope I didn't do anything wrong. This story won't have a steady release date by the way. I'll be writing when I have good ideas. A bit short, but that's all I have to say for now.

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