I KNOW I've been lazy

Well, here's another QUITE SHORT CHAPTER SO SORRY JUST A LOT OF THINGS HAVE HAPPENED

The first year made his way to the clubroom he went to yesterday with strong strides. He was on a mission, and was not likely to mince words much with anyone. He was handsome; well defined features, and rimless glasses, perched perfectly on the bridge of his nose. His hair was also well groomed, even though it looked messy. There was an air of supposed kindness about him, as he opened the door and greeted everyone with a wide smile.

"Hello. I'm Takahashi Tatsuya. It's very nice to meet you all." He bowed deeply.

The other club members nodded, and the leader, Haruhi Suzumiya, bade him sit down.

"Alright, recruit. Why did you want to join the SOS Brigade?"

I studied him as he answered the questions. Unhesitant; sure of himself, and quite stuck up, if you ask me. He seemed to be much like Koizumi…except this seemed much more sincere, like he really WANTED to be here. Otherwise , he carried himself like Koizumi: seemingly kind and graceful, though I do wonder about his inner nature.

By the end of the questionnaire, Haruhi seemed satisfied. "Alright then, we'll have you participate in a little mission we have on Sunday." I raised an eyebrow lazily. Well, it was the first brigade meeting, we might as well kick it off with a "bang"…

She explained our weekend escapades. Yadayadayada…exploration, strange things, the usual deal.

"Oi! Kyon! Pay attention!" I jolted in my seat and sat back up.

"Eh? Oh, right, yeah." I pretended to listen. That guy was…pissing me off for some reason. There was just something about him…

"Anyway, everyone else, it's just standard procedure, alright? Any questions?"

None of the regulars raised their hands, but there was a palpable question in the air:

…

Haruhi, what's standard procedure?

Is standard procedure just to bring everything under the moon that we own, and include even more, and probably transportation and the ability to shout everyone lunch, dinner and breakfast the next day in my case?

She, however, was oblivious to any questions that we all may have been telepathically sending her. "Alright then, rookie, you're dismissed. I just need my core members now."

Takahashi rose from his chair quietly, with a refined air about him. He bowed, and I smelt the aroma of flowers about him. Dead flowers. He moved quietly towards the door, gracefully let himself out through the threshold, and the door swung closed again, with a gentle thud.

"There is something up about that guy." I tapped the table, irritated. Haruhi promptly hugged me from behind and started playing with my hair while I was pondering the niggling feeling.

Koizumi flicked his hair. I think it was in disdain of the new member; he seemed to not like his thunder being stolen from him as Mr Suave Prick. He delicately put his chin upon his hand, and asked with a sweeping flick of his hand from his chin. "Miss Suzumiya, what exactly is standard procedure?"

"Bring everything you own, and have enough money to shout everyone for lunch, maybe dinner, for Kyon." She ruffled my hair. I made a face. Mostly correct. "But for the rest of you, you can just bring clothes, some money, paper, pens…not much other than that."

I poked her once. "Can't you shout everyone for once? You're the leader after—wait, stupid question. Never mind."

"What? You think I'm poor, is that it?"

Hook, line and sinker, Haruhi. Once I got to know her better, it just became easier to manipulate her – though I avoided it.

"Well, you never have any money with you…" I looked behind and up at Haruhi.

"Oh, is that the case, Mister Smartass?" She stood up straight and put her hands on her hips. "Fine then, I'll bring all the money this Sunday."

"Alright, bring it then. I won't bring any, and if you screw up, then we're going nowhere this week."

"Fine. But then you've still got to carry everything since you're a guy, got it." She pointed at me accusingly.

"Fine by me."

We grimaced at each other for a while, before we both gave up and I kissed her on the cheek, turning my head back to the front.

Mikuru beamed. "You two are so cute together!" She'd recovered pretty well, in my opinion. I applauded her for her resilience. She seemed like she was over it.

"Really?" I raised an eyebrow as I reached up to stroke her hair, and she once again put her arms around me.

"Yup." She served up some tea.

Koizumi was restlessly tapping on the table, which was quite unlike him.

"Itsuki-kun, what's up?" Mikuru tilted her head slightly.

"Nothing. Don't worry." He got up from the table, and slung his bag over one shoulder. "I'll be going now." His customary smile came back, and he gently flicked aside his fringe. "Have a good day, you guys." Yuki abruptly stood up too, and followed him out. She closed the door behind them, quietly.

Mikuru suddenly realised that she was the last one in the room when Haruhi looked at her pointedly, after climbing into my lap, putting her arms around my neck, and constantly stroking my cheek and neck.

"Oh…sorry. Ahaha." She left, nervously closing the door behind her.

So she hasn't fully recovered, huh.

"Eurgh…I'm tired…"I yawned.

She instantly became annoyed. "What, so you're going to give up a perfectly good chance to ravish me?"

"Yup…g'night." I shifted to another chair, and put my head in her lap, pinning her.

She sighed, and gently started stroking my hair. "Idiot…" she smiled, looking down on me as my eyes started to flutter.

"G'night then." She kissed me, before I fell asleep in her arms.