Sorry if I haven't written in a long time, I just got the time to write out a chapter Another one will come up soon, I promise.

**Kyon POV**

"Shut. Up. You. Useless. Being!"

Well. Those words sure pissed the crap out of me. I stood up, not caring about the dozens of eyes that were watching the two of us. I was already too angry to wonder what they were thinking. "Well sorry!" I yelled back at Haruhi, staring straight into her eyes. She glared, and turned around. "Whatever," she grumbled. "I brought you here so that we could have a 'fun' day off, and you have to ruin it like this?"

That took me aback. "Fun?" I snorted. "Yup, this is realllll fun, yippee!"

Haruhi stood on her toes so that her face was about one millimeter apart from mine. "Shut up already," she said, this time in a low tone, staring down at my nose.

"…"

"Let's go," she said suddenly, grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the place, but not before reaching into my pocket and fishing out my wallet, throwing money onto the table. We were soon out of the café and back onto the busy streets of the city. As Haruhi dragged me along (Man that girl has some brute strength), people stared. Not that she cared. (Well, I did.) "H-Haruhi," I stammered, finally pulling out of her grasp and standing up straight. "I-"

"Forget about it."

What? Were my ears deceiving me? Haruhi Suzumiya was actually forgiving me.

"Well," I started. "What do you want to do know?"

For a moment, I thought that Haruhi would explode again and go off on a long (and loud) rant about how stupid I was, that I was supposed to guide her and etc., but apparently she had changed in the last ten minutes. Her eyes gleamed, and she grabbed my sleeve. "There!" she yelled, pointing at one of those video game arcade things on the corner. New way of transportation: Dragging.

oOo

After an afternoon of taking pictures in photo booths (Haruhi's favorite was the one in which she was on the body of a groom holding the bride. [Me]), playing shooting games (She won every time) and racecar driving (She won at those, too), I was beat. But evidently, Haruhi still had plenty of energy to burn. As she lead me to another game, I put a hand up.

"I can't stand anymore," I said, looking down at her.

She had already sat down and was ready to play. "You don't need to stand to play this game! Sit down already!"

I sighed. Useless. When I sat down, I realized that she already started the game. As I drove a digital motorcycle through virtual obstacles and desperately tried to catch up with the girl sitting next to me, I couldn't help but turn and look at her. Seeing her face like that, bright, shining amber eyes and that silky brown hair, I couldn't help but get turned on a little.

Wait. What am I saying? Anyways. Don't want to admit it, but the afternoon I had with Haruhi was one of the greatest time of my life. By the time Haruhi finally reached her limit and collapsed into my arms (It was midnight, by the way), I was ready to die of exhaustion. But I couldn't. If Haruhi woke up to find me passed out next to her, who knows what she would do. So, I did the most practical thing I could think of. I took her home.

oOo

Luckily, her home wasn't far. But I still got plenty of stares from the pedestrians. Sure, we looked strange. A high school guy carrying a high school girl walking around the streets at midnight? You get the picture. I had a problem when I reached her door, though. Where was the key? I know a lot of people keep keys under their door mats. But I'm pretty sure Haruhi wasn't the type of person to do that. Thinking back to when we had stopped by her house, I realized something. She kept the key tucked away inside her shirt.

Gingerly, I set Haruhi down on the ground, hoping that she was still out cold and had no chance of waking up in the next hour or so. Slowly and carefully, I lifted the front of her shirt up. Another problem: The key was stuck underneath her bra strap. I tried to keep myself from blushing, from getting turned on by the sight of her like that, but I couldn't. I quickly grabbed the key and set her shirt back. Sure, she would beat me to death when she woke up and realized that I took her key out of her shirt, but I guess it was OK for now. Silently, I pried the door open and set the key on the shoe case, walking into the living room. Hm. It looked normal. Two sofas and a table, placed on top of a carpet. Not knowing what to do, I set her on a sofa and sat down on the other one. Probably too late to go back home. But I would suffer worse if I stayed at her house, so I picked up my school back and stood up, rushing for the door.

As I left, I thought I heard the rustling of Haruhi rolling over on the sofa, but I paid no attention, and ran home as fast as I could.

Well, end of chapter two. A little short, but hey. It's also mostly fluff. Sorry about that as well. What do you think should happen? I'm still not really sure, but I'm definitely sure about the ending. Please favorite and review!