It's been so long. Happy Christmas and New Year everybody. I'm not posting for this week again, or the next. I've got two papers to finish.

Disclaimers:I do not own TMoSH or any of its characters. Tanigawa-sensei does.

Warnings: Gore and stuff.

This is an extra story, spanning on the week before Valentines Day and on the exact Valentines Day. There are two parts: one would be the SOS Brigade story, while the next would be a Koizumi story, then a kid's diary entry. More explanations on the notes. Enjoooy~

In the World of Dreams

It was the day before Valentines.

Everyone was bustling inside the room, especially Taniguchi, who was still resentful because of my relationship with the eccentric-yet-beautiful and popular Suzumiya Haruhi. But he had no reason to get jealous at all; after all, he was "dating" a younger girl from Kouyouen High.

"But then Kyon, you'll get a big chocolate from Suzumiya-san tomorrow, right? Damn, how I wish my girlfriend also studies here, so that she can give me the chocolates like how Suzumiya-san would give hers!"

I just shrugged at Taniguchi's obvious resentment on the topic. Outside, the snow kept falling. Koizumi always hates the cold. I knew it since he insisted going to Okinawa last Christmas, back when we were still in second year.

"Kyon, what about the other guy that you used to date?" Kunikida started, his body already leaning towards his packed lunch, which was tamago bento. "Is there still no news about him?"

I shook my head, my mouth full of the melon bread that I was eating for my lunch.

"Ah, so after you broke up with him he disappeared? It's like he wanted to avoid you."

I nodded in approval; my face still scrunched-up from chewing the bread that was my lunch.

I don't want to remember Koizumi right now.

Not after his suicidal phone call last Christmas.

"Kyon! Come here for a second!"

A loud voice woke me up from my bread munching. With a hunch at who it was, I looked up and was not surprised to see Haruhi looming over my eating figure. Tomorrow would be Valentines Day. As I remember from my freshman year, Haruhi and the two girls had given us chocolates on Valentines Day. But it was not an easy task; she had first made us dig on Tsuruya-san's private land before we unearthed the deeply-buried chocolate cakes.

Seeing as it was Valentines Day tomorrow, I am very not looking forward for my Valentine tomorrow.

Especially since it's this girl that will be giving me the chocolate, or whatever it will be.

"What is it?" I said, as the munched-up bread went down on my throat. I grabbed my orange juice atop the desk before turning back to Haruhi again. "If you have anything to say, say it now."

"…You better not be absent tomorrow! I'm going to give you a chocolate! That's all."

And with a heated face, she stomped out the room. Taniguchi, Kunikida, and everyone else on the room just stared at the door for a whole five minutes before they went back to their usual charades. Naturally, Taniguchi would begin teasing me about it until the break ends. After class I went to the clubroom, which was being decorated by ridiculous pink hearts, with Asahina-san dressed up as a cute female cupid.

"Isn't Valentines tomorrow?" I asked; the disgust might be showing on my face.

Haruhi looked at me with eyes that clearly said shut up and help. So I have no other choice but to help her tape the hearts to the walls and the window, which was sprayed with a temporary paint saying "Happy Valentine's Day!"

At the end of the day the clubroom looked almost like a girl's room, full of fake hearts and pink stuff. I am not looking forward for tomorrow.

It was still an ordinary day for me at February 14. There were no girls squealing over me nor guys getting angry by some overflow of chocolates on my desk or locker. But upon arriving at the classroom I felt everyone's eyes rested upon me, which I had only comprehended a few seconds later.

Haruhi was beside a big pink package, with a big "KYON" written over it.

Damn, I can see Taniguchi smirking.

By the end of the day I went straight to the clubroom holding the Valentine that Haruhi had given me. Feeling wholly embarrassed I raced up the stairs until I reached the clubroom. Lucky for me that there are no other people inside the clubroom, except for the silent Nagato-san who was reading on the corner of the room.

Muttering a quick "hi," I almost sat at the chair before I heard Nagato-san's silent "Kyon" that made me sprang back up to my feet. Then I saw her shift in her seat and shuffle through her bag before coming before me and holding out her hand.

For a few seconds I just stared long at the big and bulky package, before turning back to Nagato-san.

"…Is this for me?"

She gave me a stare which creep me to the bones.

"Yes. It's a giri choco."

Of course it is. "So, you gave everyone?"

"No. I haven't given Koizumi his share."

"No. What I mean is, Haruhi and Asahina-san."

"I already did, just a few moments ago. The two are out to buy some foods, Suzumiya Haruhi stated earlier."

Immediately after saying those words she walked back to her chair and continued reading the book she had been reading earlier. I sat down a collapsible chair. Asahina-san and Haruhi were nowhere to be found. Seeing that things are quite boring while I merely sit and do nothing, I looked at the present and rolled it on the tabletop. After a while I opened it, and what was inside was a big heart-shaped chocolate. Completely baffled by such a shape given by no less than Nagato-san, I tried to sort things out that it may be because it's Valentines today and all, but there was no denying that the chocolate was really heart-shaped!

…In the end I decided to just forget about the matter on the chocolate.

XxXxXxXxX

Once upon a time, well until now in fact, there was and is a world of dreams. It is a wonderful place that manifests each and every person's desire into something tangible. But this depends on the person's acts. For example, if you've been good your whole life, you'd get all the things you've desired.

Even the toys my mommy and daddy can't afford? I can find it there?

Yes, yes, though one must do good before getting them all. But if you've been bad most of the time in your life, you'd get nothing but all the things you've despised and the things that other people also despised. They also spank bad people there until you wouldn't be able to sit anymore. But you cannot go as you willed to the world of dreams. There are requirements. One was that you must act accordingly. What it means is that you must do what is good for you and/or what is good for the others. Next is that you must never be a burden to anybody. You must act as you are supposed to be. If not, you'd fall into the trash pit in the world of dreams. This trash pit is the trash bin for all bad people. When they do things that trouble others they give themselves points for that pit. The higher the points are, the more likely the person would fall. Do you understand?

…But that is scary! Is there any way to know if I'm being bad or anything?

Ah, if it's that, there's still a way. You must see first yourself what you thinks makes other people happy. If you can make them happy, then you're doing well. But if you're not, you have to sacrifice your own happiness for them. That is what princes do in the stories to make the ending happy.

Now I know! Everyone's happy about me, so I think I'm doing well. But what about you, onii-chan? Are you just like me?

Ah, no. I cannot make anyone happy except you when I tell you stories. That is why I have to, do something else to make me end up in the wonderful world of dreams, where there is only happiness for everyone. It's a utopia, if you'd also like to know.

But you make everyone happy, onii-chan. I can see how the elderly couple next door dotes for you. You seem so perfect, like a prince! Prince onii-chan!

I am not a prince, young one. Haha, I'm talking formally now. Well, the adults' reactions are not just what you can see on their external characteristics. There are also emotions that manifest only inside everyone's head. For example, someone older and bigger bullies you out of your lunch. You wanted to tell someone about it, but you are afraid of what he might do to you after he knows of what you did. What do you express on the outside?

…Um, I'll just stare at him or anything, except act angry, because I'm scared.

But then, what do you feel in your chest?

I feel…angry. I hate him for taking my lunch.

Then, that is what I'm telling you just now. Adults have two emotions at the same time. They show only their external emotions because they're scared of letting anyone inside their true selves. Now, do you understand?

Of course!

You're really smart! Anyway, there is something I'm going to give you. This small box holds your Valentine gift. But you must not open it till then. As soon as Valentines arrives, open it and read the contents. Follow the instructions I indicated and I will be happy. In that way I will give you some points for you to go to the wonderful world of dreams.

But what about you, Prince onii-chan? How about the happiness you need?

Oh, all the happiness that I would need is now resting in your hands. Once you've done what was said inside that box, my happiness would rise up, and I would go to the world of dreams. Until then, if it's still not February 14, never open it. Can you keep this promise that you wouldn't open it till then?

…Yes, Prince onii-chan.

Then, a pinky swear. If you broke our promise, a pit point will be added to yours. In that way I would also make sure that you'll be happy with that gift of mine. That would be essential for your life.

Ah, Prince onii-chan! There's something I want to give you on Valentines Day—

I cannot accept that gift, because at that day I must go to the world of dreams. I know; you wanted to come too, right? But I can't have you with me. It's just a one-person ticket that I have, so I cannot just snuck you in my luggage. But you don't need a luggage to the world of dreams, because everything you will need is already ready at the world of dreams.

I'm jealous, yet I still can't come, right? Then, maybe just give me a picture of the place and I'll be contented!

…Of course, I would give you one.

BUT NOW I CANNOT SIMPLY GIVE THEM TO YOU; I'M SO SORRY.

XxXxXxXxX

Prince onii-chan isn't opening the door. I have smelled something strong from his room, and I know he was still inside. I knocked many times, but the door wasn't opening. When I tried to listen for sounds, I only heard a moaning voice, and some deep breaths. There was nothing else. So after some time I got tired and decided to open the gift he gave me. At opening I saw it was something flat and blue, with gold characters at the bottom left corner saying some name I cannot read. But there was a letter beneath the flat and blue thing. Since Prince onii-chan had told me to read the letter, I did. The words were written in a scrawled Hiragana, with some water smudges left near the ink of the red pen, so most of the letter I cannot read. But what Prince onii-chan had said was to give the flat thing to my parents and ask them to burn the building down. That is for Prince onii-chan's happiness, right? So I also did that, running straight to my mommy who was talking with a bunch of onee-sans from the neighboring buildings. As soon as they saw me, they took turns pinching my cheeks until it hurt and turned red. But I am not angry because I know that I've made them happy. Just my presence alone made them smile like that. So after some more cheek-pinching I gave my mommy the flat thing and told her about the letter. As soon as I finished saying everything on the letter, her eyes grew wide like she had done when she saw a dead mouse on the floor. Then after a few seconds she asked me where I got it. When I told him Prince onii-chan gave it to me mommy immediately went to daddy's place together with some jijii-sans by the gate, including Mr. Landlord. As mommy told daddy her words were packed together in a form of a quick whisper. Within seconds Mr. Landlord had his keys on his hands, and with daddy and jijii-sans with them, they climb up to Prince onii-chan's room. Mommy and onee-sans held me with them at the bottom floor, their heads turned up to the balcony of the second floor. But Prince onii-chan might be getting ready for his travel to the world of dreams! Thinking about my promise to Prince onii-chan, I yanked myself from the grip of mommy and ran upstairs just as daddy and jijii-sans and Mr. Landlord were opening Prince onii-chan's room and ran in front of the door. But the door is already opened, and an awful smell reached our noses. Daddy was covering his nose and mouth with his one hand while his other hand quickly covered mine. Because of that I was forced to look inside Prince onii-chan's room.

The stove was smoking, and there was a thick fog lying above the air. There were also cans littering the floor, with red dots going everywhere, pooling especially to where a big knife was. Before my eyes were fully covered by daddy, I saw Prince onii-chan. He was lying, facing the ceiling, moaning and sweating, his hands lying limply by his sides. His head was turned to us, his eyes glassy and smiling; while his chapped and pale-colored lips were slightly open like he was trying to breathe. Around his head, medicine like those ones mommy and daddy took whenever they're sick littered around his head. As I squeaked from fright, Prince onii-chan's watery eyes turned to me, and at seeing me, his lips turned to a smiling one, and he laughed. He then reached out his left hand to me, dripping with thick, reddish liquid with one flesh-colored meat dangling from his skin, and spoke in a broken voice,

"Why aren't I still not in the world of dreams?"

Then his hands fell down as soon as his words stop, his eyes looking straight ahead towards some place that is not where we stand. A drop of water fell as his head fell lopsided on the floor, his eyes likewise. Daddy then shouted to jijii-sans and Mr. Landlord some things while he stood beside me and asked me if I'm okay. I just looked at Prince onii-chan who was being carried by jijii-sans and Mr. Landlord. As they passed by daddy and me I saw once again his eyes that were looking at some far place. I remembered Prince onii-chan's last words about the world of dreams, and also the promise I gave him. Was it because of me that Prince onii-chan wasn't in the world of dreams? Was it my fault that Prince onii-chan had to lose his chance to be in the world of dreams? Had I just taken all of his happiness away?

Daddy held on to me as I felt my eyes watering.

To be continued…

Author'sNotes:This is a supplement chapter! After this is a hospital scene. Um, I don't know if Koizumi is dead or not! Well, this will just be an explanation of events.

About Taniguchi's girlfriend, please watch the TMoSH movie or read the Light Novels. I don't know if they already broke up or what but I'm using it anyway.

On the first part, it was the time when Nagato-san had given Kyon the chocolates that came from Koizumi. Koizumi had told her not to tell Kyon that it came from him, so she ended up saying that it's from her, right? Well, do you think I've done it right? I will be revising all of my stories because I know that they're lacking something. So if there's anything here, please tell me now.

On the second part, it was a discursion of Koizumi and Itsuki Satou (the name of the kid). It was in a succession order, with Koizumi as the first and last two speakers. Each paragraph is a character dialogue, and there are no more explanation of things since it's just in Koizumi's mind. In his mind, all happens in a white room, nowhere else.

On the third part, it was Itsuki Satou's view at the exact day of Valentines. We can say that he sort of likes his Prince onii-chan, but he still does not recognize it as purely romantic love.

So, the first and third part happened at the same time while the second part happened a week before Valentines Day. Any questions? Ask me.

Thank you for reading my stories so far. I'm also blogging, so feel free to check it out too. It is where I post my poems, stories, flash fictions, story reviews, anime reviews, manga reviews, game reviews, and some stuck-up everyday thoughts which don't seem logical at all.

My blog is .com. Thank you again for reading my work. And please, read this goddamn notes for those questions that can be answered by this alone. I get irritated by those people who don't really read. Like, why was it even here anyway? That's all.

Was it gory? The only thing I had time to write about was the POV of Itsuki Satou. It was fun, trying to write like an innocent child. I remembered Deadman Wonderland here; in the episode where Hibana Daida was cutting someone I can't remember that his skin is separated from his muscles cleanly. That is my inspiration, by the way.

Oh, thanks again. I'll be updating sooner ornext year, so look forward to it!