I turned away from the Brigade and started home. Dizzy and blank minded from screaming. I soon started wondering when the world might start falling apart. She can do as she wants. I never want to be part of her new world. It was just after that thought I noticed that I had crossed the street on a red light. A truck was headed right at me at full speed, too late to dodge. I turned back to the horrified Brigade to have a final glance at the world I was about to leave. Then I realized…

"I'm sorry Kyon…"

When I first came to realize that I was no longer in the old world, but in the reality, I was angry at Haruhi for throwing me in another mess. I never wanted any further involvement with her under any circumstances. For the longest time I thought that whether I was to be with or away from Haruhi was the only I choice I had absolutely no power over.

"Then what…will you say to the Haruhi in this world?"

For the longest time I couldn't believe that the person I was going to be spending time with in the reality was more or less of the old Haruhi. Her new self was almost frighteningly different, although I was at peace of mind. Something was missing, something to solidify her character.

There was never a time where I felt that she was indeed completely confident in herself. It was disturbing that I couldn't completely accept either one Haruhi or the other. I began to think that she wasn't compatible with me after all. Would I call her the Haruhi that I used to know? Of course not, I would say she was the complete opposite, at the time I accepted the possibility that we were going to be extremely close, if possible, even closer.

"Then why didn't you ignore her? The total stranger. Is it because she shared the same name? Because she wore the same clothes? Certainly there must've been something deeper you felt that drove you to interact."

All the time I had thought that I had left the old Haruhi behind. As the new Haruhi became more and more like the old, I began to feel a strange mix of relief and uneasiness. Without not really knowing where this relationship would go, I decided it was time to take a chance and allowed it to continue.

"Do not get too attached to this world."

Then at some point in my experience in the reality, things began to happen. Things that made me realize that I wasn't in this reality to live the peaceful life that had begun to take root. I was put here to make a choice. I saw the person I cared about in danger. I remembered that person made my life close to living hell but the truth was that her life was more of a hell than mine ever will be. I had taken my normality for granted.

Promise you'll be back for me.

I began to feel sympathy. I understood that Haruhi was never at fault. This whole mess was because I was too ignorant to comprehend her position. She knew nothing of what she was capable of. I myself should have had more compassion for her.

You've declared your hatred and rejected her! She doesn't want you anymore! I will have her!

I was an idiot. I was never honest, I said too much to her that day, I hurt her and that was uncalled for.

Nagato is gone. Asahina is gone. Koizumi is gone. Haruhi is gone too.

Was it my fault? Did I kill them or was I too powerless to save them?

That doesn't matter. Those are all things of the past. All I have are my regrets and all the time in the world to think about it.

I reminisced about the old simple days in the good old clubroom.

I wished to be with her. I wished for a chance to apologize to her before she apologized to me. I wished to tell her that everything was fine afterwards.

I wish...

"Suzumiya Haruhi,"

I understood my choice, leave her, or be with her. It was all clear.

"Is mine."

Of course I was going to be with her. It wasn't fair that she was so involuntarily made the origin everyone's problems. I was going to solve her problems rather than walking away from them. I was going to erase everything that comes close to harm her. That was my choice, and now that I think about it, it had been my choice, for a long, long time.

It felt as if I had woken up from a long sleep. The hard floor beneath me was anything but fit for lying down on. I opened my eyes and sat straight up and looked around. I was in a black space this time, a space where I could physically stand and walk around instead of the feeling that my disembodied mind was drifting in some abyss. Despite the blackness, whatever was there, such as myself, was well visible. I could see my hand just as well as if I were in a well lit room.

I looked around for Koizumi. It was unthinkable for me to be separated from him, I've been staring at his mug for too long to be not used to seeing him now. I saw someone in the distance, and as I thought it was Koizumi. I ran in his direction hoping to hear his explanation of how and why we are here. But as I drew nearer I only grew more confused.

Koizumi was in front of a lone door trying to open it. Stopping to step back and examine it every few attempts. He almost didn't see me coming.

"Koizumi?" I called to him when I finally joined him in front of the door.

"Hello Kyon. I was expecting for you to wake up soon." Koizumi replied.

"Are we dead?" I asked in all seriousness after the events that took place before I fell unconscious. I didn't know whether to be relaxed at Koizumi's calmness, or irritated that he was so carefree in a situation like this.

"You might remember me telling you that we had failed." Koizumi said. "But it appears that I was incorrect. We still have a chance of preventing Fujiwara from completing his world."

"How can he do that?" I asked. "He killed Haruhi, so he can't deliver the code to her."

"He doesn't need to." Koizumi replied. "Instead of using Suzumiya's diminished powers through Suzumiya, he has absorbed what was left of them to finish his world on his own. In other worlds he will use his code on himself. He believed that killing Suzumiya would make him the sole owner of her powers but by a miracle we managed to weaken him severely before we were put in this space."

"He's weakened?" I asked. "I don't think so, he as strong as we had ever seen him."

"After absorbing Suzumiya's powers he would have been much, much stronger. But he didn't know a thing about the connection we had made in the past time plane." Koizumi said.

"But didn't Fujiwara set everything up?" I asked.

"No, it was all a bluff." Koizumi said. "He believed that we had something up our sleeve and he was correct. We completed the connection we had prepared and returned Suzumiya back to normal. This partially reversed Fujiwara's absorption. He knew it had happened and attempted to kill Suzumiya in order to gain full control of her powers. But Suzumiya is alive and is out there somewhere. He cannot deliver the code to himself unless Suzumiya is destroyed and he has full control of her powers."

I sat around and thought for a few minutes to let it all sink in. This was indeed the most confusing of explanations I had received from Koizumi. In short, Fujiwara was in control of Haruhi's powers, but when we finished the connection with Haruhi he lost some of it because some of it had returned to her. He killed Haruhi thinking he'll have the lost powers back, but she is still alive so that didn't happen.

"What do we do now?" I asked.

"It all boils down to killing Fujiwara so Suzumiya's powers return to her." Koizumi explained. "Then you can finally deliver that code. But first we have to find her and before that… we must get this door open."

I looked at the door Koizumi was staring at this whole time. It did seem extremely familiar.

"That's a lot to do…" I said pessimistically.

"I don't think so. Future Asahina was indeed real and she had told us that the battle was already won. This space being a part of the reality, things will happen smoothly, there is only one direction to go." Koizumi replied.

"Well forget this door, what is this black space?" I asked.

"Suzumiya created this space to save us from being prematurely slaughtered by Fujiwara. She also put this door here as well as a way out."

"Isn't this the door to the SOS Brigade clubroom?" I asked.

"It might be, or it could be just an ordinary door that looks like it." Koizumi smiled. "But if I were to guess, yes. This may just be the door into the Brigade Clubroom."

I tried pulling on the door knob but it still didn't work. Koizumi looked disappointed that nothing had happened.

"I was expecting some sort of reaction if you tired to open it, Kyon." Koizumi said. "This is most curious… what do you think is behind this door?"

It could have been anything. But I hope it's what I find all those times I had entered it in the past.

"Suzumiya wouldn't have put us here without a key…" Koizumi said.

"A key…" I repeated.

My pocket tingled. I reached inside with a quivering hand and felt a small piece of warm metal touch my finger tips. I pulled it out and held it in front of Koizumi who gave a sincere smile. He nodded as if telling me to go ahead and open the door.

This was indeed the clubroom door. I know it is. It has to be. I slipped in the key and turned. I heard the click of the lock being released. At that moment the surroundings began to take color. Starting from the doorknob, the hallway outside of the clubroom materialized around us. The door opened slightly, holding my breath I pushed it open.

"Kyon!" I heard from the inside. I was tackled into a hug by the present time Asahina.

"Wait, what?" I yelled surprised and overwhelmed by what was happening. "I thought you were gone!"

"Me too! But I suddenly found myself in the clubroom!" Asahina said with joy. "Guess who I was with the whole time!"

Asahina pushed me into the clubroom. Koizumi followed not the least bothered by the fact that he was getting absolutely none of the attention.

I was on the verge of tears of joy when I saw what Asahina wanted to show me. Nagato was sitting by the window at her usual spot, reading one of the books from the book shelves. That wasn't all. The clubroom that was empty and dusty as it was in the reality was now full of color and furniture, exactly like the old world clubroom had been.

Nagato got up and walked towards me. I couldn't help it, but I pulled her into a hug not caring if she suffocated or not.

"You and Koizumi were not the only ones I had casted a recovery program on." Nagato said in her formal monotone.

"Nagato?" I asked slightly upset to see that she wasn't the 'energetic' Nagato that she was in the reality.

"It's… nice to see you again." Nagato said with the slightest tinge in her cheeks.

Nagato looked behind her and then back to me.

"It appears that you have made the correct decisions. Suzumiya's condition appears to be improving." Nagato said pointing to the person sleeping at the table behind her.

There she was… Suzumiya Haruhi, sleeping peacefully as if Fujiwara never existed. She had her same long black hair and long bangs. There was only one thing that was different. She had a white ribbon keeping her hair back. I walked up to her and crouched down be on eye level with her sleeping face. She slowly opened her eyes as if she had sensed me come close.

"Good morning." I smiled.

To Our Beloved Readers: I've noticed that the story has been getting more and more complicated as it gets good, especially in this chapter, even I was at a loss at how to order things. Even so, I have rewritten it at least five times to make it as simple as possible. I even have Kyon break it down afterwords. If you still don't understand and it appears to be hopeless, don't squeeze your brain, it's all past and done, Fujiwara failed and he's going to get owned big time, SOS Brigade style.

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