Season's Serenade II
"Hey, do you know anything about autumn? It's her..."
Autumn
Bittersweet September. It was the mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. It was the mosaic of seasons, the kaleidoscope of natures, where the pieces of red and yellow stained the ground and made their way to winter. The blowing breeze whispered the harmony through ears, playing melodies as the leaves beautified the space on their last days.
He had known autumn for too long.
He watched the oak tree, staring at it as though it was some kind of old friend and freshly united. His hands were in his pockets, trying to find a certain vague warmness as the howling wind started to pick up. But still, each fragment of red leaves didn't escape his eyes, stupefied by the magic of autumn that permeated the heart. Behind all the increasing coldness drafts, Kyon knew full well, that the nature tried so hard to warm the citizens with its unmistakably magnificent scenery— the colorful leaves were more than everything he could ask for. Cold at the outside, but warm at the inside.
Just like her.
He turned his head to capture the sight of Yuki Nagato, who was also fascinated by the glory of flaming pieces in front of her twin spheres. Their encounter was not deliberate; it started with his rare visit to the library and the aforementioned bibliophile was also there. They decided (or Kyon decided) to walk home together when everything was finished. It was when their eyes found the majesty of dancing leaves in the air and stopped for nearly fifteen minutes because of it.
And for a hundredth time— he was again mesmerized by those eternally stoic spheres. They sucked him in.
Yuki Nagato was neither the blindingly cute Asashina Mikuru nor the good looking Suzumiya Haruhi. Nevertheless, she had also a certain charm that reached his taste, and that was, after a few moments of self-discussing and thinking, lied on her eyes. Her eyes. Her obsidian, ever stoic eyes. They looked cold, but the warmth was hidden underneath, and Kyon also noted that they were oh so pure and rich, just like the honey that tasted sweet, wrapped in golden hue and he knew that…
… He started complimenting her too much now. It was good that the said girl couldn't read his mind. Nevertheless, if she could just see right through him, she maybe wouldn't say it.
Maybe…
Kyon thought about the incident when the head of the computer club was… well disappeared. The SOS Brigade, minus Suzumiya Haruhi, had to face a big, ridiculously titanic, ugly insect in another space time rift. Nonetheless, he managed to keep his composure, and it was not because of the fire ball that Koizumi exhibited. The clinging Asashina Mikuru was no help at all. It was Nagato's warming look at him— her cold eyes for him was synonymous to a new-baked cake, freshly made by her mother when he was seven, stroking his head and telling him that everything would be all right.
"Hey Nagato," he said all of the sudden, and the same eyes that never fail to captivate him looked at him. "Do you know anything about autumn?"
"Autumn," she started. "A noun. The season between summer and winter; fall. In the Northern Hemisphere it is from the September equinox to the December solstice; in the Southern Hemisphere, it is from the March equinox to June solstice. It could also be used to describe a time of full maturity" she explained.
Ah. Yeah. A full time explanation directly copied from the dictionary. He knew that she would tell him what pages the word was in if he asked. He just chuckled at her complex words, knowing that he knew something better to describe it.
The chuckle didn't stop, resulting her to look at him curiously, or maybe it was just what he felt. Recently, he could see the change of her emotion by the tiniest movement of muscles on her face, and he was a little bit proud of his prowess.
"You want to know what the autumn is?" he asked. "Then give me your hand."
She did what he ordered. He took a leaf from the ground, the most beautiful of them all, and placed it on her hand, then, to answer the flat-stare-of-curiosity-and-confusion in her eyes, he began speaking.
"You are the autumn, Nagato, at least it is what I think," he answered, knowing full well that the answer wouldn't satisfy her. Nevertheless, what she said for a reply didn't surprise him so much.
"I see."
An integrated data sentient entity in humanoid interface shouldn't have any emotion at all. That was what Nagato told him. Nevertheless, being an entity that lived with humans for more than three years, Kyon knew, that a certain piece of emotion could flicker deep behind those poker eyes of her. He was sure of that.
Because she was synonymous to the beauty of autumn— a petite, cute girl that was cold at the outside, but warm to the very core at the inside.
"Glad to know that," he replied.
Because the importance of autumn was not from dictionary, it was from what the people felt, and Yuki Nagato represented the beauty of autumn so much.
Guys, can you please tell me whether you like it or not? My knowledge of this anime came only from manga, not anime. I don't really know whether my description and interaction of Kyon and Yuki is good or not. Please review!