This is the sequel to "Nagato Yuki no Yuuutsu." If you haven't read that, please do so before proceeding with this fanfic.
Disclaimers: Only Nagaru Tanigawa and Kyon own Haruhi.
A New Beginning
Haruhi was still staring daggers at me due to my extreme lateness. I dithered on the spot, wondering what she would do to me this time.
"Kyon, you and Yuki go watch your movie now," she said. "But after you bring Yuki home, go to my house. I have a few… chores that need to be taken care of," she added with a devilish grin on her face.
"Be considerate Haruhi!" I exclaimed. "I was almost murdered yesterday! Can't you cut me some slack?"
"Kyon, what the hell are you talking about?" That's one of the worst excuses I've ever heard," said Haruhi smugly.
"B-but I'm serious!" I exasperatedly shouted.
I saw Koizumi and Asahina-san shake their heads ever so slightly.
"Not going to work Kyon. Anyway, let's go leave Kyon and Yuki now," said Haruhi.
What the hell? It's as if Koizumi or any of them didn't mention yesterday's disastrous events. You know, the one where we all almost died?
Haruhi then stalked off, without waiting for Koizumi and Asahina-san to follow. I decided to confront Koizumi right then and there, while Haruhi was out of earshot.
"Hey Koizumi, how come Haruhi doesn't know that we all almost died yesterday?" I scornfully asked.
"Well Kyon," said Koizumi thoughtfully. "Obviously, we cannot let Suzumiya-san know about the existence of human purpose organic interfaces, even though the chance that she caused them to exist to begin with is very high."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because if she discovers that the interfaces, or rather, in her own words, aliens exist, then her logical faculties will collapse. Even though on the outside, she keeps talking about wanting to encounter aliens, time travelers, and espers, her logical faculties reason with her and tell her that those things cannot exist. If she comes across any empirical evidence that points to their existence one of two things could possibly happen."
"What would those be?"
"She could become self-aware of her powers, by putting two and two together," answered Koizumi.
"And that's… a bad thing. Right?" I said.
"It's not as bad as the other possibility," said Koizumi, his cheerful smile suddenly gone, his face all business.
"Which would be?"
"She could suffer a mental breakdown."
I couldn't say much after Koizumi told me that. Thankfully, Haruhi saved me from the arduous liberty of answering.
"Hey! Mikuru-chan, Koizumi-kun! Let's leave Kyon and Yuki and go to the park now! Last one to catch up gets a penalty!" called Haruhi.
With that, Asahina-san and Koizumi bid me and Nagato goodbye, and they made for the park, sauntering in Haruhi's wake.
I looked over at Nagato and she just smiled at me. She was once again wearing her sailor uniform. She really looks good in it, even if she does wear it almost every day. I might as well enjoy the movie with Nagato, before Haruhi unleashed the full magnitude of her fury on me.
It had already been one hour since the confrontation with Haruhi. The cinema was dark and cold, the lights turned off. It was announced just five minutes ago that the movie's screening would be delayed by fifteen minutes. According to the technical personnel, the film was found tangled up in the storeroom, and they would have to delicately unroll the film. Because of that, Nagato and I just sat quietly in our seats. I told her that I needed a short nap and asked her to wake me up when the movie starts. She then held my hand gently and said,
"I'm going to squeeze your hand to wake you up when the movie starts."
In reality, I was just pretending to be asleep, though I doubt that Nagato didn't know that. While Nagato sat beside me, gently cradling my hand, I was already reminiscing about the events that happened immediately after Haruhi's outburst.
I watched the three of them walk away, Haruhi bobbing far ahead of the other two. I looked over at Nagato and said,
"So Nagato, what do you want to do? We've got one hour before the movie starts."
"I would like to go to a coffee shop with you, Kyon. Based on the data that I have gathered, dates usually involve drinking coffee in coffee shops."
She probably got this off a bunch of American sitcoms. I imagined the two of us talking about things that normal couples would talk about while on a date, but I remembered that, even if Nagato embraced her feelings for me, she was, by default, a stoic being.
Imagine my surprise when, fifteen minutes later, while waiting for our cappuchinos in a Starbucks outlet that wasn't too far from the cinema, Nagato said,
"So Kyon, is there anything you like on television lately?"
I was stunned. How could Nagato ask such a normal question?
"The Integrated Data Thought Entity has granted me permission to reprogram my attribute data that is directly linked to my newfound emotions. Now, I can present myself to you in a setting that you are more familiar with. However, I was given one very specific and important restriction: I am only allowed to act this way when Haruhi Suzumiya is not in the immediate vicinity," replied Nagato.
As a result, our fifteen minutes in Starbucks was just like any other normal human couple on a date. We talked about television, sports, food, the weather, school, and we arrived at the topic of computer games. She told me about her last visit to the Computer Club, wherein after she had programmed the map that I used a few days ago (for which she apologized again), she played "Day of Sagittarius III" against five members of the Computer Club in a one-on-five handicap match. Even if her lone fleet was the boss fleet, she decimated her opponents, who were all flabbergasted at being defeated by a lone fleet. I sensed her enthusiasm and said,
"Hey Nagato, want to go play a LAN FPS over at the computer shop over there?" I asked, while pointing at a store that was near Starbucks.
She gave me a small smile and nodded.
Half an hour later, as we made our way to the cinema, I smiled when I thought about our two on two game of Counterstrike earlier. Nagato died only once, in her first game, and scored the next thirty-five kills, twenty-seven of which were headshots. Come to think of it, I was probably a liability in that game…
I felt Nagato squeeze my hand, and my thoughts swiveled back to the present.
"Kyon, the movie is going to start in approximately five seconds," said Nagato.
I looked at the silver screen and true enough, I saw the five second countdown on the screen.
Two hours later, as I was arm-in-arm with Nagato in her room, about to bid her goodbye, Nagato broke our warm silence and said,
"Kyon, thank you very much for taking me out today."
"No problem Nagato. It's not as if I didn't enjoy the day with you as well, so it's no big deal," I replied. "Anyway, I have to go, Nagato. Haruhi is expecting me at her house shortly."
"Is that why she called your cell phone earlier?"
I rolled my eyes, and replied, "Yeah. That's why I was almost thrown out of the cinema. Haruhi kept screaming in my ears, and I couldn't help but shout back at her."
Nagato smiled and giggled very quietly, so quietly that anyone else would've missed it. Not me though.
"Anyway Nagato, I'm going now," I said.
"Wait a moment Kyon," said Nagato, who reverted back to her hitherto normal emotionless self.
I turned around and said, "What is it Nagato?"
"If you notice anything unusual or out of the ordinary with Haruhi Suzumiya, please let me know as soon as possible."
"Okay. See you," I said.
As I made my way to leave once more, I felt Nagato tug my polo shirt's sleeve. I turned and, before she could say a word, planted a light kiss on her lips.
"Goodbye Nagato. See you on Monday," I said, as I walked out of the door.
What a date. Now, all I have to go through today was whatever ordeal Haruhi had in store for me. Then, I could call it a day.