The next morning when I woke up, I felt my lips burning. Just a while ago I had kissed Itsuki Koizumi. Something I'd dreamed of doing for a while now. His words still buzzed through my brain;
ever since I first saw you, I knew I was in love...
It made my head spin to even think that he was in love with me. Out of all people in North High, out of all people in Japan, He loved me. And the crazy thing was, I loved him too.
When I walked into home room, I noticed Kyon, In his usual spot in front of me. He wasn't about to look at me. I could tell. But then it hit me. I saw he was reading a note. Who could it be from? I had to know. I sat down at my desk and stared at the back of his head.
"watcha' reading?" I asked.
"It's none of your concern." Kyon said softly.
I got up from my desk, sat on Kyon's, and snatched the note from his hands.
Kyon, Please meet me at the cafe this evening, I'd like to go shopping after that.
Of corse. Now he's trying to hook up with Mikuru.
Typical Kyon if you ask me.
"So you and Asahina are together now, eh?"
"Haruhi, seriously. Just fuck off, okay?"
Sheesh. Someone was moody today. I threw the note onto the ground and walked out of the classroom. As I was walking in the hall, I was starting to wonder where the hell I was heading to. So I just walked quietly to the only place I could think of. The clubroom of corse. I opened the door to find no one, which is what I expected. I sat down at the computer, but never turned it on. I just stared at it, wondering what I should do...
I lost track of time but it must have been past lunch. I heard the door open and found Itsuki, standing in the door way. His pressence made me warm inside, so I just smiled. Not saying anything at all. He wandered over to where I saw siting and smiled back at me. He pulled up a chair and sat across from me, then took my hand again.
"How long have you been here?" he asked, still smiling.
"Pretty much all morning." I sighed. He took my hand he was holding and pressed it against his cheek, which was very warm.
"Something inside of me had a feeling that your not feeling too well. What's on your mind?"
I looked at his sparkling eyes and sighed again.
"Kyon's just... well, pissing me off to tell you the truth."
"What happend?" he asked.
"well, I'm sure you don't want to remember that little scene you saw in here the other day, but ever since you saw that Kyon's just been, I dunno, a bitch? He's only semi-normal when Mikuru is around."
"I see," Itsuki sighed. "Well, it seems the two have created some kind of relationship together, but honestly, I feel bad for Miss Asahina. Only hell knows what she could get into with him..."
"A whole load of shit is what it sounds like to me" I said softly. "She's probably just trying to piss me off. Well, who cares. Kyon means nothing to me."
Itsuki pulled back a stray piece of hair that fell on my face, and kissed my forehead.
"Don't worry about them, If Kyon feels the need to have Miss Asahina, well, her loss for letting him." He smiled.
"I guess your right. But I'm not picking up Mikuru's pieces when Kyon gets what he wants, then leaves her."
ever since I first saw you, I knew I was in love...
It made my head spin to even think that he was in love with me. Out of all people in North High, out of all people in Japan, He loved me. And the crazy thing was, I loved him too.
When I walked into home room, I noticed Kyon, In his usual spot in front of me. He wasn't about to look at me. I could tell. But then it hit me. I saw he was reading a note. Who could it be from? I had to know. I sat down at my desk and stared at the back of his head.
"watcha' reading?" I asked.
"It's none of your concern." Kyon said softly.
I got up from my desk, sat on Kyon's, and snatched the note from his hands.
Kyon, Please meet me at the cafe this evening, I'd like to go shopping after that.
Of corse. Now he's trying to hook up with Mikuru.
Typical Kyon if you ask me.
"So you and Asahina are together now, eh?"
"Haruhi, seriously. Just fuck off, okay?"
Sheesh. Someone was moody today. I threw the note onto the ground and walked out of the classroom. As I was walking in the hall, I was starting to wonder where the hell I was heading to. So I just walked quietly to the only place I could think of. The clubroom of corse. I opened the door to find no one, which is what I expected. I sat down at the computer, but never turned it on. I just stared at it, wondering what I should do...
I lost track of time but it must have been past lunch. I heard the door open and found Itsuki, standing in the door way. His pressence made me warm inside, so I just smiled. Not saying anything at all. He wandered over to where I saw siting and smiled back at me. He pulled up a chair and sat across from me, then took my hand again.
"How long have you been here?" he asked, still smiling.
"Pretty much all morning." I sighed. He took my hand he was holding and pressed it against his cheek, which was very warm.
"Something inside of me had a feeling that your not feeling too well. What's on your mind?"
I looked at his sparkling eyes and sighed again.
"Kyon's just... well, pissing me off to tell you the truth."
"What happend?" he asked.
"well, I'm sure you don't want to remember that little scene you saw in here the other day, but ever since you saw that Kyon's just been, I dunno, a bitch? He's only semi-normal when Mikuru is around."
"I see," Itsuki sighed. "Well, it seems the two have created some kind of relationship together, but honestly, I feel bad for Miss Asahina. Only hell knows what she could get into with him..."
"A whole load of shit is what it sounds like to me" I said softly. "She's probably just trying to piss me off. Well, who cares. Kyon means nothing to me."
Itsuki pulled back a stray piece of hair that fell on my face, and kissed my forehead.
"Don't worry about them, If Kyon feels the need to have Miss Asahina, well, her loss for letting him." He smiled.
"I guess your right. But I'm not picking up Mikuru's pieces when Kyon gets what he wants, then leaves her."
