Build God Then We'll Talk, a haruhi suzumiya series fanfic

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuutsu.

I don't own the title of this fanfic.

Build God Then We'll Talk and Nine In The Afternoon

belongs to Panic! at the Disco.

Warning: Gets a little bit more lemony after this

Setting: after world is sorta kinda saved, Gender Bended characters, Kyonko's POV

1st fanfic guys!! hope you enjoy

BUILD GOD THEN WE'LL TALK

Intro: Nine In The Afternoon

Nobody was around. It was a rainy afternoon in school ,and there were no club activities for today. The dark and damp classroom was composed of me and Haruki alone. This is were it all began, in a room where it's nine in the afternoon.

"...Say, Haruki."

"What?"

"You look great!"

"Haaaa??" he exclaimed. With his headband showing all his facial features, I could see that from his neck to forehead his color turned a candy apple red. Kawaii!

"I said you looked handsome with your hair pushed back," bringing my face closer to his. "Hear that?" snickering as I toyed with his emotions.

"D-D-Don't play with a guy like that! Damn it!" pointing his nose to the floor and folding his arms as he blushed. 'Does this guy ever fail to amuse me?' I thought as I turned around in my seat, giving up my attempts to tease him.

tugtugtug Pulling on my long ponytail, was none other then the guy who just refused my invitations to flirt. I turned around to see what he wanted. He was staring deeply at my hair. 'Does this guy have a ponytail fetish?'. Then, his gaze shifted to my eyes."Ne, Kyonko wanna go out with me?" bring my hair closer to his face to smell it.

"Didn't you say not to play around!" I squealed. My senses sharpened all at once. I could see all the little sweat drops on his face. I could smell the sweet cologne that he was wearing. 'Did he even wear cologne?' I could taste the metallic flavor of the blood in my mouth when I bit my lip in angst. I could feel my face heating up and turning into a deep crimson shade. I could hear the pounding of the pouring rain sync with the pounding of my beating heart.

"I'm not joking! Kyonko, will you go out with me? Know what? NO! Kyonko, go out with me! I won't take "no" for an answer!" no sense of hesitation or nervousness could be seen on his face. Was he real? Was this the Haruki that molested then blackmailed the computer club president for a computer? Was this the Haruki that obsessed over aliens and would give up on a regular human in a blink of an eye? Was this my Haruki?

Looking away from his warm yet piercing eyes, "Don't cheat on me, okay?"

"NO!"

"HAAA?! I'M NOT DATING YOU SKUM BAG!!" I screamed as I sprinted for the door.

Grabbing me by the arm, and sitting me on his lap, "NO! THAT'S NOT IT! Look me in the eyes, and say that you'll date me!"

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"It's embarrassing!"

He tilted my body and leaned toward me and... and... kissed me. A long and passionate kiss. His arms wrapped around me, and his lips pressed tightly on mine. I did what I felt in my heart was right. I returned it. Closing my eyes softly, embracing him tenderly, and opening my mouth to accept his offer, I let our tongues "dance".Even though the ice cold wind blew from all directions, I could not care less because my body felt as if I was in a sauna. The moment seemed to last forever, but I ended it in a flash.

"I'll date you!" separating myself from him and looking at him directly in his eyes.

"You know I always get what I want!" smiling at his new "catch". "Shall we get back to what we were doing?"

"Your so spoiled, know that?"

As he said, he always get what he wants.

END INTRODUCTION