Haruhi"s Birthday

Chapter 14

After the Epic Limbo stunt, Haruhi was in a good mood, at least for five minutes. She approached Kyon, "Hey, uh, when's the food coming?"

Kyon stared at her blankly.

She frowned. "Okay, okay, we have drinks; let's keep 'em busy. Let's do the piñata."

OH SHOOT! Kyon thought. I forgot all about that. Bullcrap it, bullcrap it… "Uh, it's not here yet either."

"Why?" Haruhi asked.

Shoot why? "Uh, it's too heavy. Way too heavy."

"Really?" Haruhi's eyes filled with childish glee. "It must weigh a lot! Like fifty pounds or something! So when's it gonna be here? I can't wait now!"

Kyon was amazed with his bad luck. "Well the guy I called, uh, Mr. Yumyums, Uh… he said it'll be here in about half an hour…"That was the moment Kyon realized he wasn't good at lying.

"He must be a professional," Haruhi said as she nodded.

She believed me… Kyon thought.

"Okay, then we have to do something else… Itsuki isn't here right now, so there's no duel to the death, and Mikuru isn't here either. Let's see…" She paced back and forth for a second. "Got it! I know what we'll do—dance contest. Let's keep 'em busy." Haruhi grabbed Kyon by the collar and dragged him toward the stage. She handed him the mic and told him to announce the dance contest. Kyon, rather reluctantly, took the microphone and started talking.

"Hello again everyone…" he started. Haruhi rolled her eyes. Kyon rolled his back. "Uh, well, we're about to have a dance contest—" The DJ scratched the records. Kyon continued. "So if you think that you can dance—" The DJ played a sound of people going Oooo. Kyon shot him a dirty look. "Please no dirty dancing—" The DJ played a clip of a rap song. "Will you shut up?" Kyon said to him. The DJ played a sound of a baby crying. Kyon scowled. He handed the mic to Haruhi and exited the stage. Haruhi continued explaining the rules, while Kyon ran into Itsuki. Itsuki grabbed Kyon's arm and pulled him close, then whispered into his ear.

"We have a problem," he whispered.

"Yeah, you don't understand personal space," Kyon replied while he pulled his arm back.

"Uh, no. The food that we ordered, well, it's not done. But the cake is here."

"Great."

"But there's a problem with that too."

"What?"

"The guy wrote the wrong name on it."

Kyon frowned, "Who's name..?" Itsuki motioned outside. Kyon followed him to the curb. There was a dude next to a van, with a huge seven tier cake.

"Wow," Kyon said.

"Yeah, but look at this," Itsuki replied. He climbed into the van and stood up. Kyon did the same. It was then that he saw the mistake.

"Yuki is the greatest…" Kyon said. He had a funny expression on his face. "Why the hell would they write… Yuki? Where did Yuki come from?"

"I don't know."

"Well wipe it off."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"It'll mess up the icing."

"Just wipe it off, Itsuki."

Itsuki sighed and shook his head. "Fine. Oh and I think that we've received contact from Mikuru."

Kyon's ears perked up. "When?"

"Well, she told me that it's classified, but, the most I can tell you is that she is somewhere in the 1970s."

"Why is it classified to me, but not to you?"

"Uh, at the risk of sounding like Mikuru, that's classified."

"What?"

"Okay, well, she's going to be back soon. Her future self is going to go back and bring her another TTPD to replace the one you broke. Since this happened to 'future Mikuru,' when she was Mikuru, she knows that she brought herself a TTPD and she'll bring one to Mikuru."

Kyon had a blank expression.

"Never mind. See, that's why it's classified. "

"Well, I have some bad news too," Kyon said. "She wants a fifty pound piñata."

Itsuki smirked. "Really? That's interesting."

"Why are you smiling?"

"I think that's actually kind of funny."

"Why?"

Itsuki shrugged. So Kyon walked away. When he entered the building again, the place looked like a dance floor. There were color changing lights and music. Kyon tried to squeeze through the crowd. Halfway through, he saw his sister. "Hey sis!" he called out, "What are you doing here?" His sister approached him.

"Well I was invited," she said.

"When'd you even get here?"

"Well I came late because I had to come with that girl I told you I hate. She thinks she is so cool because she's a couple years older and developed."

"Wait, a couple years older than you?"

"Yeah, she's not in my class, but she goes to my school. I hate her."

"Yeah, I think that we're clear on that. Where is she?" Kyon's sister pointed to a girl who was dancing with two dudes who looked way older than she did. Kyon got a crazy look on his face. "What is she –?"

"I told her not to dance with those dudes but she said that she can do whatever she wants."

"We'll talk about your issues later. Let me go do something about that…" Kyon squeezed through the dancing bodies in order to get to the girl. He grabbed her arm and started pulling her away.

"Hey!" She said.

"Yeah, uh, this is more for your own safety," Kyon replied. Before he led the girl to safety, he noticed that this one dude that she was dancing with had on a shirt that said Hey, I'm A Pedophile! with a smiley face on it. "What the…" Kyon thought aloud, "How'd he even get in..?"

After explaining the dangers of pedophiles to his sister's friend, Kyon decided to check up on Haruhi. He moved through the dense crowd and found Haruhi standing by some dudes who were break dancing. She looked at Kyon and a scowl came across her face. She said something that Kyon could not hear above the music.

"What?" Kyon called back. She said it again. "What?" Kyon asked again. Haruhi sighed and motioned for him to come closer. He did, and then he she yelled at him.

"Where have you been? We have to set up for the concert grand finally! And you almost missed our dance. Come on!"

"What dance? I didn't agree to that! Go get Itsuki!"

"He can dance with me later."

Kyon didn't budge.

"Come on! I'm the birthday girl."

"So?"

"You're being mean…"

"I will not be seduced by your words."

"Seduced..?" Haruhi's expression changed, for just a brief moment. Then she smiled. "That's it! I almost forgot about that fight! Go get Itsuki! I'll get Yuki and we'll get some swords!" Haruhi sped off. Kyon frowned.

"Bad…luck…" he said.