I groan as I hear my alarm clock go off. Rolling over, I check the time. Why'd I decide to wake up early on a Sunday? Because I had to go and patch things with Haruhi. Else god knows what kind of closed space she'd make. I'll admit though, her making a closed space is not the reason I want to make sure we're fine. Yeah, I'm turning into one of those guys.

I take a quick shower and get ready. As I start making toast, I hear my sister's footsteps thundering across the hallway above. She won't have anyone to pull out of bed today, I think smugly.

Before she can launch into a full panic mode, I yell out, "I'm here!". Seconds later she comes down the stairs in her pajamas, and does a double take when she sees me up and ready, eating toast.

"Kyon, where are you going?"
"I've to meet a couple of friends today." No way in hell will I tell her I'm going to meet Haruhi.
"Oh, you'll meet Haru-chan then?"
"She's coming too."
She makes a noise in her throat.
"So you're going on a date with Haru-chan?"
"What! No, I'm not." I decide that this is it." Now, take care of yourself and don't let anyone enter before calling me.", I say as I walk out the door.

The weather isn't what one normally would call nice, but I like it. The sun's there all right, but it's shadowed by thin grey clouds – no rain, but definitely the cool breeze that proceeds it. I walk past the railway tracks and the markets, and finally reach her place.

I wait as I knock on the door, thankful that she can't see me out her bedroom window. A minute later it opens, revealing a fully dressed Haruhi. Who does not look pleased to see me.

"What do you want, baka?"
"Well, I was sorry about what happened and wanted to make it up to you. I'll treat you today"
She looks surprised to see that I'm the one offering such a thing, although it's actually nothing different from what I usually do. My wallet is proof of that.
"Okay, fine. But I won't accept apologies like this the next time."
And there's the Haruhi we all know.

A while later we're walking through the streets, passing by shops while we reach the café we've always gone to. We don't really talk – she's probably still angry, or just annoyed. I still find that weird, since she's actually the one who ran off. I find myself regularly sneaking glances at her to make sure she doesn't change her mind. She's wearing a skirt and a light jacket, with her hair up. Okay, maybe I'm not only looking at her to make sure she's fine.

I decide to bring up yesterday's issue, even though I know it's not a good idea especially given her foul mood. But I have to bring it up, and so I do.
"Say, Haruhi, about what happened yesterd-", I begin.
"What about it?", she cuts me off.
"Why'd you run off?"
I can clearly see that I've hit a chord – she's blushing. And Haruhi Suzumiya does not blush often.
"That's none of your business." She replies curtly. She's hiding something from me, and I want to know it, even though I'm probably coming off as a major asshole right now.
"Right."

We spend the rest of the walk in silence and take our usual table once we've entered the café. I pass her the menu and she picks out her usual, with me doing the same. Once we've done so, I try to think of how I can get her to tell about what she did yesterday. I don't feel this burning desire to know what happened; I'd just like to confirm something.

We eat in silence and make small talk, carefully avoiding any personal talk. We talk about our classmates mostly, and all the Brigade members that left, and when and how we can meet them. Before we know it, we're done with the order and I pay a decent sum out of my wallet.

We walk out and it's just about to be noon. We have the entire day to spend, even though we have our finals, with the first three on Wednesday. Knowing her, she'll probably wing it without studying it.

We stroll through the market, randomly checking out things, and it almost feels like a date to me. I know for a fact that I've come to feel something for her, even if it's minute, and judging from what she said previously – wanting to spend her time with me – maybe she feels something too. But then again, she the kind of person who thinks things like this are a mental illness. And I'm not a sensitive or romantic guy by any chance, so it's not something I can't do without.

It won't be half bad, though.

"Kyon," Haruhi says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Hmm?"
"I think it's going to rain," she says, pointing up at the sky. The clouds have gathered and the air is also colder. I guess it's going to come down heavy.
"Yeah, you're right."
"Do you have an umbrella?"
"Nope."
"What kind of an idiot doesn't take an umbrella on a gray day?"
I think for the first time, she's accused me of an error that I've actually made. But she could have brought her own, too, so it's not entirely on me.
"Well, we should head in somewhere."
I look around; many people realized it's going to rain and have filled the shops. We can't enter any of them now, so I take her hand and pull her into an alley, underneath an AC unit. It'll do a half-assed job, but if me and Haruhi squeeze in, it'll protect us wholly. She doesn't protest as I lead her, realizing what I'm trying to do.

I don't want her to get wet, so I place her against the wall, while my back faces the rain. Over the years, I've grown taller and so has she, so I'm just a head taller than her. It starts raining heavily, and with the wind, I can feel my back getting soaked. I think she realizes this, and pulls me by the hand. I look down at her, and she looks away. God, Taniguchi was right, she is hot. I feel my face flaming at the thought and try to clear my mind,

We stay like that for a few minutes, and then it starts raining even heavily. There's no way I can remain dry unless I fully press against her, which I'm not sure she'd like, so I stay like that.

"Kyon, you're getting wet," she says, noticing the heavier rain.
"I know."
"You can…come closer," she looks away, not meeting my eyes.

I decide to risk it and line my body against hers. Her chest touches mine, her legs cross against mine and my head leans on her shoulder. She smells of feminine musk and Haruhi, and my arms go on either side of her body. If someone were to see us now, they'd assume we were doing something inappropriate. This seems to be a secluded alley, though, so that won't be a problem.

We stay like this for a while, and I have to try to restrain myself from moving and actively try to keep my composure. The rain seems to be slowly fading, but neither of us are willing to move. Maybe she's also enjoying this as much as I am.

The rain finally lets down, while the sky stays grey. I take my head away from her shoulder, and crane my head about. There are puddles everywhere, but it doesn't look like it will rain again. I look down at her, and barely have a moment to register what's happening before she plants her mouth on mine, her hands using my shoulders for support.

Haruhi Suzumiya is kissing me.

A/N: So how was it? The cynical bastard in me is weeping over the fact that I wrote such a sappy and cliche kissing scene, but I think it was a good way to get these idiots to use their mouths for the greater good. Reviews are welcome and thanks for reading!