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Sunday, February 12, 2017

Pranking Taniguch: A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya Fan Fiction Story for Valentines Day

"Kyon m'man ... When you got it, YOU GOT IT!"


In Japan, it's the guys getting the candy on Valentines day. Taniguchi gets a LOT more than Kyon or anyone else expected!


Pranking Taniguchi: A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya Fan Fiction Story for Valentines Day

by

Tammy Sue

and

C V Ford

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Tammy Sue is a co-worker who gave me the idea for this story. The credit is as much hers as mine if not more so.

xxxxx

Valentines' Day.

Sigh.

Yet, no doubt, to be just another day of disappointment. Not that I may have expected any candy in my shoe locker though it would have been nice. No, not with the not so latent jealousy of a one Ms. Haruhi Suzumiya hanging over my and everyone elses' heads. The almost rewrite of the universe some time ago would have me dreading finding some chocolate along with my school shoes.

And there was no way any would be coming from the ultra self centered Haruhi ... maybe.

So it was with some relief I found only my footwear occupying the space.

"All ... right!"

Looking over, I found a very enthused Taniguchi reaching into his locker and pulling out three (!?) boxes.

"Kyon m' man," said he turning to me, "It was as I thought."

Thought? Yeah, when it comes to women, Taniguchi's a legend in his own mind.

Or so I thought 'til now.

"Impressive," trying not to sound too surprised or envious. "Who're they from?"

"Funny ... ," looking over the boxes and examining the cards, "... nothing signed. Only a note on two of 'em saying I should enjoy."

He holding (Waving!) the three boxes, I noticed two were gaily wrapped in various shades of pink metallic and one being a rather plain looking anemic kind of the same color ... the one without a note.

"Some mysteries here," smiled Taniguchi. "Probably too shy to say and maybe they want me to figure them out.

"Well, Kyon ... ," in proud declaration, " ... When you got it ... YOU GOT IT! ... Know what 'uh mean?"

Usually at times like this with my over blown friend, I give myself a mental "Yeah ... Riiiight!" But corroborating evidence in the form of ... THREE boxes?

"I gotta' admit friend ... ," again trying not to sound too green with envy and failing, "you may have actually hit on it ... for once-"

"Kyon 'ol buddy ... I ALWAYS hit on it!"

My then "riiight!" to myself just then a bit subdued as we made our way to homeroom. I always knew even a blind hog gets a truffle or acorn or whatever every now and then but ... Damn!

THREE?

And Taniguchi at that! If ever a blind hog there was, it was he.

Either fallout from a minor cosmic dissonance somewhere in the universe or Haruhi must have had some kind of quirky non-dream last night. And Nagatos' slowly emerging personality wouldn't yet allow for such an advanced form of sense of humor ... could it?

The mystery deepened after arrival in home room. Taniguchis' crowing about his good fortune and his seemingly non-existent animal magnetism had everyone glancing now and then his way.

Three people in particular.

The two girls, Onoki, in the middle of the front row and Sakanaka in the back.

Both staring knives at him! Then there was ... Kunikida?

He had this wry, self satisfied grin on his face. Like he pulled something over on someone. That someone I was sure was the then boastful and oblivious Taniguchi.

Somewhat relieved at the possibility that some disturbance in the force might not be in play, I settled into my routine of homeroom and enduring the not so endearing attentions of Haruhi.

Math, history and science periods, with Haruhi to me and Taniguchi to everyone else audibly punctuating between, otherwise passed uneventfully.

Finishing lunch early, I took to wandering the halls to give me a respite between Goddess Whackjobs' non-musings about any and everything and the seemingly not so would-be Romeos' non-stop verbal "victory dance".

Going by the main entrance after almost an hours' wandering, I noticed Kunikida looking out the front, an anxious expression seeming to indicate indecision of some kind. Like he was debating wether or not to leave early.

"Oh ... Kyon! ... Gotta' minute?"

"Sure. I figured you might have something on your mind."

"How's that?"

"First, the day starts off weird with Taniguchis' incredible luck. Then I notice every ones' reaction to it in homeroom especially regarding Onoki and Sakanaka ... and," pointing to him, "... you.

"Gonna' tell me about it?"

"Mmnn ... yeah ... About that. Uh ... How could you tell?"

"It's pretty obvious Kunikida." I began. "Every ones' attention on Taniguchi especially you and the two girls. They didn't look too happy and ... YOU ... looking like a cat that ate two canaries and about to scarf down a pigeon. At least 'til now."

"Errrrr ..."

"So?"

"So ... what?"

"Go ahead."

"Ummm ... ," Kunikida started up, "y'know Taniguchis' always going on about how great he is with girls ... "

"And his letter grading system, keep going."

"Well ... It kinda' gets to ya' after awhile."

"Its been getting to us (ME!) ever since we started classes here."

"So I thought I'd set him up in a ... creative? ... sort of way."

"From the looks of it," me speculating, "you had some others in on it."

"Nnnmmm ... Yeah ... and no."

"How's that?"

"Multiplier effect."

!?

"Where you get others in on the joke without their realizing they're being manipulated too," he explained. "Usually other people you're not particularly fond of either."

"In this case, Sakanaka and Onoki," I completed. "Setting the wolves on each other so to speak."

"Yeah ... "

It wasn't that the two girls disliked Kunikida outright but "guilt by association" with Taniguchi had him as a "marked man" in their eyes and looked down on him accordingly. This of course not sitting well with him at all.

"So what exactly is the joke and how does this 'mystery chocolate' come into play?"

"Well I ... kind of let it slip to them that Taniguchis' diabetic."

"And of course, as we both know, he isn't.

"So let me guess," I went on. "He being the obnoxious romantic is supposed to get the 'hint' from secret non-admirers to 'go die', is that it?"

"MMMnnnn ... yeah."

"And the girls, seeing instead Taniguchi happy as a dozen clams and actually enjoying the candy are at first puzzled then dismayed over their bad wishes backfiring on them," me concluding, "and of course our friend being even louder and more full of himself than usual thus being more of an irritant than before."

"Exactly!"

"But there was a flaw in your plan ... A flaw that now has you wondering wether or not you should be leaving early."

"I'm in trouble Kyon ... I now have at least four girls ticked off at me and for all I know, Taniguchi looking for me too!"

"Four? I thought it was only Onoki and Sakanaka."

"I told several others about him being diabetic. As far as I know, Naruzaki and Saeki are the only other two who did home made candy. There could be others. They just didn't get theirs to his shoe locker yet. They were gonna' space it out over the day."

"The ole' Chinese water torture thing. Too bad you didn't think this thing all the way through. Did it ever occur to you the girls would get a little on the perturbed side with you?"

"I thought maybe they'd take it in good humor ... Guess not-"

"There he is!"

"You guessed right," me noting five (!) rather irate young ladies (And one not so hostile looking one. In fact she looked more 'concerned' if anything.) advancing on our position. "Looks like your decisions' been made for you."

"See ya' tomorrow Kyon," Kunikida making a hasty turn for the main doors, " ... maybe-"

"Kunikida! ...  LITTLE BUDDY!" A malevolently smiling Taniguchi between the would-be prankster and escape.

In my efforts to shield Kunikida from immediate violence, they were upon us in seconds, both our backs to the lockers.

"C'mon Kyon ol' buddy," harangued Taniguchi. "Don't tell me you're in on this too!"

"Don't shield him!" Sakanaka in protest.

"Why you protecting him!?" Suzuki the newcomer also in vigorous protest.

"He's gotta' pay!" Saeki

"He's GONNA' pay!" Onoki

" ... " The quiet one ... holding what looked to be a gaily wrapped box.

"Hold it guys," I proceeded to explain. "I'm not in on it. Just found out myself. He was about to leave when-"

"And thanks for holding him up for us, Kyon," Taninguchi turned to Kunikida. "YOU ... Think you have some explaining to do but I'll forego that instead for some-"

"Yeah!" Girl gang of five in unison.

"Give 'im one or ten for me Taniguchi!" Saeki.

"Me too!" Onoki

"Me three!" Naruzaki

"Yeah!" Suzuki

"I'll give 'im myself!" Sakanaka. "And it'll be more than ten!"

" ... !" The quiet one.

Stepping in front of my former middle school chum, I went to his "defense" ... sort of.

"Before you start pounding on him-"

"Way overdue!" Unison chorus.

"-I think I have a more satisfying and interesting way of retribution."

"Kyooo-ooon!"

"Take it easy Kunikida. I'm trying to make their divine punishment less painful."

"How can-!"

"Okay ... ," I taking control, " ... You threw something in to 'sweeten the deal', right?"

"How do you mean, Kyon?"

Turning from Kunikida I faced Taniguchi.

"You still have the boxes of candy don't you?"

"Sure."

"Go get 'em."

The novice Lothario quickly fetched them from his shoe locker and set them on the floor where indicated.

Picking up the plain pink wrapped box (And, I noticed happily, still unopened.) I turned back to Kunikida.

"I take it this one's yours?"

"Uh ... yeah ... How'd you guess?"

"You're not exactly the worlds' greatest fashion designer ... or expert on gracious living for that matter."

"Gee!" Taniguchi with sarcastically peppered, eyebrow raised smile/frown. "Not only didn't I know you cared but I had no idea you swung that way."

"I ... don't ... ," the 'pure boy' looking down, red faced to the accompaniment of several now giggling girls.

"No Taniguchi," I explaining and raising the box of candy, "you don't do a thing for him but I'm sure there's something in here that would do something TO you."

"What!?" Taniguchi glared at his 'former' friend. "You trying to poison me?"

"Uh ... no ... I-"

"More like trying to leave a bad taste in your mouth," me interrupting.

Taniguchi glared at Kunikida. "What's in the candy ... soap?"

"Actually," the diminutive one stareing at the floor. "I got a heavy laxative from the pharmacy and baked it in."

"EEEEEWWWWW!" Even the quiet one joined in chorus.

"You ... little ... I oughta'."

"Wait friend," again stepping between. " It's only a joke after all."

"Only a joke! After all the embarrassment-"

"Yeah!" Onoki

"He had us all taken in!" Saeki

" ... " Quiet girl

Shouts and protests from the others.

"I mean," smiling and laughing, "if I had known about this, I'd have helped him out a bit and made it so none of you found out!"

The girls WHAT! chorus echoed off the hall walls, Taniguchis' frown deepened.

"Kyon ol' buddy," my friends' hand heavy on my shoulder. "With friends like you, I certainly DON'T need enemas."

"Speaking of which ... ," turning to Kunikida and shoving the candy box at him, " ... Help yourself."

"Wait ... Kyon! ... ," an aghast Kunikida, " ... You don't mean-"

"Hey!" I would-be moderator gesturing toward a ticked off 'friend' and a pack of irate (And one not so irate.) girls. "It's either that or a gang pummeling I won't be able to stop ... enjoy!"

"Eat! ... Eat! ... Eat! ... EAT! ... "

Enthusiastic chanting, stomping and clapping in progress, Kunikida could only proceed.

"E-erm! ... "

Turning I saw the quiet, spectacled (AND ponytailed!) girl hurriedly bowing to Taniguchi shoving her aforementioned candy box at him.

"P- ... Please ... ," pointing to the envelope taped to the box. "R-read this first!"

She quickly turned, half running.

" ... AND NOTHINGS' WRONG WITH THE CANDY!"

"Wait a sec' ... Yura!" Saeki called after her and pointing to Taniguchi. "You don't mean you're-"

"YES! ... I Am!" A really blushing young lady declared skittering off in the direction of North Highs' interior.

"She sits behind you in class, right?" I asked. "And all this time-"

"Uh ... Yeah ... ," a now subdued Taniguchi holding and thoughtfully examining the RED wrapped container. "She does."

Tucking the box under an arm, the now not so full of himself young man pulled the note out of the envelope and read.

"OOO! ... What's it say!?" Sakanaka

"Tell us!" Onoki

"I wanna' know!" Naruzaki

"I can't believe she'd-" Saeki

"It's just not-" Suzuki

Looking up, Taniguchi carefully slipped the paper back in the envelope. Slowly pocketing it, he scanned his now attentive audience.

"I ... Have to ... talk to her."

Then turning to Kunikida.

"You don't have to go through with that." Indicating the 'loaded' chocolates.
Kunikida already had two. Punishment enough I guess.

Taniguchi gave the assembly another scan then did a sincere, deep bow.

"Excuse me."

The group watched, the young man fast walking in the direction Yura had previously taken, disbelieving looks on all. It looks as if my friend has something to do on White Day. (1)

"Hmmph! ... , " Suzuki, fists on hips, grimace on face. "You just can't account for peoples' taste in men!"

"Well ... ," me hoping to end the peaceful conclusion Taniguchi started. "... you know what they say about blind hogs 'n truffles- "

The five girl chorus sang out:

"Yeah! ... RIIIIIIIGHT!"

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"So," seating myself back in homeroom and turning, "enjoy the show?"

"I thought you handled that well ... considering."

Arms crossed, my personal piranha scanning me in her usual wry appraisal.

"I noticed you, Yuki, Tsuruya and Mikuru up on the second floor balcony."

"I was out on my usual lunchtime patrol with Yuki when I noticed the commotion below. Mikuru and Tsuruya-chan just happened along."

Uncrossing her arms, Haruhi rested her face on her left fist.

I followed her glance across the room to where Taniguchi and Yura quietly conversed.

"I can't imagine HIM ... getting together with ANYONE. This just isn't right!"

I was about to remind her that she was Taniguchis' girlfriend in middle school (For all of five minutes!) but thought the better of it. After all, she didn't know I knew that and ... well ... Best let things lie. ESPECIALLY with Haruhi.

"Oh!" She exclaimed, reaching in, withdrawing something from her desk.

"Here!"

I hefted the box knowing full well what was within.

"And don't get the wrong idea! Just didn't want you feeling left out is all. As supreme leader of the SOS Brigade, it's my sworn duty and responsibility to see my minions happy ... Just don't get too happy."

Looks I too have something to do come White Day. From the size, weight and wrapping this didn't look like obligatory/giri. (2)

I was about to thank her (Not too profusely!) when-

"Alright ... Todays Litt class is about to start." Teacher announcing, everyone standing to bow.

"Uh ... ," Kunikida looking rather pleading, holding his abdomen. "Nagumo-sensei ... I ... uh ... have to-"

"Go ahead." Nagumo-sensei being sympathetic.

The teacher then wondering about the chorus of giggles following after
Kunikidas' journey to the facilities.

END


Storyline (only) copyright © 2-2-2017 C V Ford

1. White day is March 14 wherein the guys receiving gifts/candy on Valentines reciprocate in kind.

2. Honmei chocolate is for one you have feelings for. Obligatory or courtesy chocolate is for friends, colleagues, co-workers, etc.

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Friday, April 26, 2013

The Big "What If" of Haruhi Suzumiya: A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya Fan Fiction


The Big "What If" of Haruhi Suzumiya

A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya Fan Fiction

by

C V Ford

I was warned. Much more than twice & not just by Taniguchi. Others who attended East Junior with Haruhi clued me in on her past as well as personality. Her odd behavior & outlook certainly made her stand out.

Call it curiosity, masochism or, admittedly, just plain libido, I was attracted to her ... at first. As Taniguchi said, she certainly wasn't hard to look at. But ... A pretty face can hide a warped mind blinding one to it & ...

One indication of strangeness was her undressing in front of everyone for gym, even before the guys left for another room to change. Modesty didn't seem much to her. That & the feelings of others.

The alternate daily hairstyles (The initial icebreaker between us.) I found intriguing as well as endearing. Cutting her hair shorter right after my inquiring about it was certainly off putting (An attempt to put distance between us or just to spite me?). It didn't hurt her looks any, but I really missed the ponytail she would put it in for gym.

There was also the fact she, at one time or another, joined every school club/sports team then walk away from it after a few days at most. Super talented, great at sports & just about everything else, all the teams/clubs did what they could to get her to stay on. She'd have none of it.

Taniguchi in particular, filled me in on her (very) checkered romantic past. Absolutely nil. She'd be "with" someone on an average of a few days at most then, like the clubs/teams, drop the guy like a live grenade. Said she found guys uninteresting as they weren't the sci-fi types she was looking for. Thought life more interesting if some were the aliens, time travellors, espers & sliders she only read about.

Friends & classmates thought it interesting I could actually get SOMETHING of a conversation out of Haruhi. Taniguchi was especially intrigued & Ryoko Asakura, due to her concern as our class rep, wanted me as a go between for info on her.

For a fleeting moment, I thought the class seating rearrangement would put a halt to our non- relationship (She was more than just starting to get on my nerves.) but no such luck. The only good thing coming of it was we were now in back next to the windows thus some scenery ... her presence still seated behind.

It was at the start of a typical day of mandatory education/indoctrination I engaged her in some of our customary before class small talk. Getting around to the subject of the schools' clubs I asked her to tip me off if she ran across any that were interesting.

She went off on a tirade about none of them being remotely worth her while, even citing a couple examples being nothing more than collections of fans & freaks (Look who's talking!). Then bemoaning the fact there weren't any strange/cool clubs & humanity being a bland joke in general.

I explained that that was the way it was ... but ... While most folks were pretty much satisfied with their lot, there are & have been those few who weren't & did something about it. It's always a minority of a minority responsible for any real human progress. Their thought, invention, building, struggle, & achievment were the reasons we have all the things we enjoy in the present.

As for the general run of humanity ... well ...

"... ordinary people are probably better off living their ordinary little lives in an ordinary manner-"

"Shut up!"

"Uh ..."

"Hmmph!" She turned looking out the window.

From our previous conversations & observing her with others, I knew she could be rude, even verbally abusive. It bothered some & was certainly getting to me at times. It never ocurred to me she could be abusive physically as well. Maybe it was she wasn't ever close enough with anyone before to get that far. It's said "familiarity breeds contempt" & maybe we had gotten "familiar" enough for something to happen. All I know is what happened next was totally unexpected & sudden.

About two thirds of the way through first period English I felt a set of fingers close around the back of my collar & a hellacious yank compressing my throat, pulling me backwards. Next was the pain as the back of my head whacked the desk behind. Man! That REALLY hurt!

The only other time I recieved a blow to the back of the head was from a bully in middle school who was giving Kunikida a hard way to go. Without thinking, I spun around & we went at it. Wether it was he not being as tough as he wanted everyone to think or I was tougher than I thought or both ... A teacher had to separate us. He never tried anything with us after.

The source of pain being a woman this time kept my fists from flying as I jumped up & faced her.

"What the hell's wrong with you! I oughta'-"

"I got an idea!"

"Like I should care! You-"

"I can't believe I didn't realize it before! It's so obvious!"

And she so oblivious!

"Now look!"

"If it doesn't exist I should just make it myself!"

"Make what yourself? I don't-"

"Make a club!"

My thoughts turned to one of a different kind.

"Look! Can it will ya? It's-"

"What's with you!? This is what we're talkin' about! You should be happy about this development."

I slowly undid a fist & put the hand on her shoulder. "Look ... I know where you're coming from but ..." I turned toward the rest of the classroom before us & gestured, "we're in the middle of class!"

Teacher & fellow students, Taniguchi & Kunukida nervously amused, the rest only nervous, watched as we got back in our seats.

"Uh ... sorry ... ," to the class.

Haruhi only muttered something under her breath.

I was in a muttering mood myself. That crack to the back of my head was already having its' after effects. If you've ever had that happen to you, you know what I'm talking about. It's not so much the pain from the initial blow as it is the shock shooting lengthwise through your brain & colliding with the front of your skull. Leaving a not so dull, lingering ache between the frontal lobes & the top & backs of your eyes. This deep headache was going to last at least all day. That damn Haruhi! Where did she get off DOING that!? She was damn lucky I didn't haul off & ...

I undid my tie & unbuttoned the shirt collar in hopes of relieving some of the pressure building in my head.

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Class over, the teacher left after the customary bow. I turned, starting toward the door for some air when ...

Haruhi instantly grabbed my tie & started running, obviously with the intention of dragging me off somewhere. The tie whipped out as I tried grabbing it, my hand shooting up & deflecting the end into my left eye.

"Gyaaah!"

She slammed to a halt, dumfounded, looking at the loose tie in her hand completely ignoring me clutching my eye & bent over.

Holysonofawhatthe ... ! Unbelievable! In the space of less than half an hour I'm injured twice by this fantastically callous jerk! You STUPID ... unheeding ... little ... !

I straightened up, looking at her with my one good eye. The one hit was tearing up fast!

Haruhi looked up from the tie proclaiming, "you're gonna help!"

Like hell I was gonna do anything but give her more than a piece of my mind! In baseball, it's three strikes for an out but I wasn't going to wait for the third. I grabbed her by the arm, hauling her, protesting, to the corner behind her desk. Still holding my left eye, I looked with my one good one into hers.

"I ... have no interest ... whatsoever ... in your club ... or anything else you have on your mind. I was warned about you. You ... are a rude ... obnoxious ... self centered ... ABUSIVE ... little ... b---h. And I want ... absolutely ... nothing ... NOTHING! ... at ALL ... to do with you.

"Listen ... & listen good. From now on ... Unless we have to be in the same classroom together ... DON'T ... come near me. Unless we're forced to work on something together here at school ... DON'T ... even think ... of talking to me. Any thought ... idea ... whatever you have rattling around in that head of yours ... is of NO concern to me. Keep away! You're poison ... And as for your club or whatever, you can take it and ..."

I turned my back on a shocked but also obviously PO-ed Haruhi ...

I turned my back on a shocked but also obviously PO-ed Haruhi & started toward the other door with every intention of having the school nurse take a look at my eye. It was really hurting & watering so bad as to be running down my cheek!

I waved an approaching Ryoko off so she rushed to Haruhi now stalking out of the classroom, trying to communicate with her. Taniguchi with Kunikida stood waiting.

"Looks like we're gonna have to get you to the nurse Kyon!"

Way ahead of you Taniguchi.

"Wow Kyon!" Kunikida exclaimed. "For a moment there I thought you were gonna punch her lights out!"

For a moment there, I thought I was. We stepped out in the hall, fast walking to the infirmary.

"Kyon ole buddy ... YOU ... have made history. I don't think anyone has EVER told her off. But then ... I don't think anyone has ever gotten close enough really to know what she's like. Too bad it was you ..."

Thanks Taniguchi. You're a real morale builder.

"Guess this rules out any future possibilities in her direction."

Goes without saying!

"Well Kyon," Kunikida piped in. "There's other weird fish in the sea."

Et tu Kunikida?

"Kyon! Wait up!"

We turned to see Ryoko catching up, concern written all over her more than pretty face.

She walked with us to the nurses' office, lamenting she couldn't get a word out of Haruhi. Like I cared!

I informed her of what happened & reiterated what I told the menace ... In a much nicer way of course. Caring & sweet as well as the prettiest in the school, her personality in more than sharp contrast to Suzumiya. Doubtful SHE could hurt anyone ... not even unintentionally.

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The nurse took one look at me, slapped a patch on the eye & personally drove me to the emergency room. Two doctors examined me, exclaiming how lucky I was in avoiding any really serious damage to the eye. After applying medicine & a new patch they sent me home with a prescription & a note for school the next day. The rest of the day off from school ... At least I got SOMETHING out of it!

Getting home, I got lots of sympathy from Mom & some from Dad on his returning home from work. After school, little sister refrained from pestering me about anything, even bringing me goodies as I tranquilized in front of the TV. I later called Taniguchi & Kunikida informing them I would live. They, in turn, relayed thankfully light homework assignments, easily done.

After a great dinner of omelette rice & some of my other favorites (Mom was going all out to make me feel better.) I turned in early.

I was puzzled how such a beautiful girl
could have such a warped personality ...

I thought about Haruhi before falling off. I was puzzled how such a beautiful girl could have such a warped personality. It made no sense to me ... her acting the way she does & her callous treatment of others.

Well, as far as I was concerned, any possibilities in that direction ... what might have been ... were over before they started. I figured it best to find out sooner than down the road where it could have been much worse.

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Another day of mandatory education/indoctrination, I stepped into the classroom. Something didn't feel ... right.

I knew the day already wasn't going to go as well as I would have liked. I woke with a dull headache with my left eye hurting somewhat. Some kind of head cold I guess ...

Yamane sat in his usual place behind mine, head buried in some book.

Looking up, he must have noticed my expression as he asked, "something wrong Kyon?"

"Not sure", I replied getting to my desk. "Something wierd ... out of place."

"Oh?"

"I get in here & seeing you sitting there ... I can't help but think ... Maybe someone else should be sitting there & not you."

A girl maybe?

"Nope ... As we both know, been here since we drew names/numbers a few weeks ago."

"Y'know? Come to think of it." I scanned the room as more people filed in. "The whole seating arrangement here doesn't seem ... right."

I looked diagonally three rows over, two from the front.

"This ... is ... really ..."

"Really what?"

"Shouldn't a girl be sitting there instead of ... ?"

Yamane gave a puzzled smile. "Sure you ain't flipping out or something?"

"Or something ... Like some kind of weird form of ... deja-vu."

"Hey! Maybe you're experiencing a 'butterfly wave' of some kind."

"A ...? Yeah ... sure ..." I noted the book he held up. Yamane always was absorbed with sci-fi of one kind or another. Couldn't fault him for it. Until recently I was into it myself until I got bored/disillusioned with it. Still picked up the odd related manga every now & then though.

"Kinda' like an I go back in time, shoot my grandfather paradox kind of thing?"

"Yeah, & everything needing correcting does so up to the present with major or lingering after effects."

"No ... Doubt it's anything like that. Just not feeling good right now. Bit under the weather ..."

"Be cool if it was."

How could it be cool if something like that DID happen? There'd be no way of knowing.

"That book about anything like that?"

"Yeah"

"Any good?"

"Not as good as the last one."

"Your last one, that was-"

"The Melancholy of Yukari Tanizaki."

"Oh yeah, about a crazy, weird teacher with an attitude who happens to be God & doesn't know it?"

"That's the one," beamed Yamane. "It's up to her friends on the faculty to make sure she never finds out. If she does, the universe goes in the tank!"

Yeah. As if ...

"You oughta' get back into this stuff Kyon. Nothing like firing the imagination."

No ... I was steadily losing my sense of wonder. Reality closing in & plenty enough for me right now.

As cool as it would be if stuff like that were real, my knowing it would never be pretty much put a damper on the enthusiasm I once had for it. Besides, if stuff like that was the normal state of affairs ...

How would anyone know it was cool! Be as mundane & commonplace as things are now. Just as well ...

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