"Alright everyone!" Haruhi sang as she jumped from her seat. "It's time for the event of the night..."
"Oh god," Kyon moaned in horror. What could Haruhi have up her sleeve this time?
"Seven menit in Heaven~!" Haruhi smiled and held out a hat full of misclanious items.
The Brigade, along with a few other class mates from their classes, all sat in a circle. Haruhi insisted on throwing an end-of-the-school-year-party and invited almost everyone in their grade. Of course, knowing the crazy Suzumiya put on the party, only few had actually came. The Brigade, of course, were all required to attend.
"Girls, pick out an item from this hat! Yuki, you're going first, okay?" Haruhi shook the hat full of crap infront of her face. "Each item resembles a guy in this room!"
Yuki slowly reached her hand into the hat, and pulled out a a sheet of music. Haruhi peered over her shoulder and smiled. "Oh Sakaki~"She sang and she pushed Yuki toward a young man with glasses and layered hair. Yuki blinked. "Heh... Hello, My name is Sakaki. I'm in the glee club... Nice to meek you, Yuki, was it?"
"Go on anda two, have a good time!" Haruhi berkata joyfully as she pushed them into the closet.
"..." Yuki sat on the floor and stared blankly at Sakaki.
"....Heh." Sakaki snickered and took a kursi selanjutnya to her. "Would anda like to hear a song?"
"..."
"...Very well then." Sakaki looked up at the ceiling and down at the floor. A thought came to him then; He reached over to Yuki, ready to pull her face closer to his, only to be slapped away.
"You may not." Yuki berkata in monotone and she stood and walked out of the closet.
Sakaki stood as well, brushed himself off, then slowly walked out of the closet.
Snickers from the group rised as Sakaki blushed and sat back down in the circle.
"..You two are no fun! Mikuru-Chan!" Haruhi yelled.
"E-eh?!" Mikuru's eyes shimmered as Haruhi shoved the hat in Mikuru's small face.
'Damn, I swear if anyone tries to touch Miss Asahina in anyway...' Kyon thought to himself.
Mikuru held up a cell phone and blinked. "Wh-wha...?"
"WHY THE HELL DID anda STEAL MY PHONE?!" Kyon snapped at Haruhi as he slipped the phone out of Mikuru's hands and shoved it into his pocket.
Haruhi narrowed her eyes. Guess she wasn't having her time with Kyon in the closet tonight. "Whatever. Just get in there with Mikuru-Chan!"
Mikuru squealed as she and Kyon were pushed into the closet.
Kyon sighed as he took a kursi on the floor and leaned agaisnt the closet's wall.
Mikuru sat closely selanjutnya to him and tucked her hands onto her legs.
"So what do we do know?" Kyon asked.
"...I'm not sure..." Mikuru berkata softly.
Kyon looked around the closet. It was awfully small. 'Who would want to have sex with a beautiful girl like Miss Asahina in such a small luar angkasa and only seven menit to do so?' Kyon shook his head.
Mikuru shivered and wrapped her arms around herself.
"You cold?" Kyon looked at her.
"I-I'm fine, Kyon-kun." Mikuru smiled up at him.
Kyon smiled and put an arm around her anway, hoping he could keep her warm.
Mikuru gasped slightly at his touch, but soon accepted the fact that Kyon was touching her, not Haruhi.
Mikuru rolled her head to the side, her head resting on Kyon's shoulder.
Kyon sighed in pure joy. Has a moment with anyone in the Brigade ever been this calm?
"Kyon-kun... Suzumiya-san isn't very happy that I drawed your item instead of her..." Mikuru mummbled.
"Don't worry. I'll fix it somehow later." Kyon berkata plainly. He always did, didn't he?
"HEY anda TWO! YOUR TIME'S UP!" Haruhi warned. "I'M OPENING THIS DOOR IN FIVE SECONDS! FOUR! THREE! TWO-"
"Calm down! We're not doing anything!" Kyon berkata as he opened the door with Mikuru behind his back.
The two walked passed Haruhi and took their seats back at the circle. "...Hmph." Haruhi puffed as she crossed her arms. "Saeki, you're up." She threw the hat at a young girl with short hair.
A few hours later, the group had gone through almost everyone, and there were only a few items left in the hat.
"Haruhi, it's about time you took an item from the hat." Kyon berkata with droopy eyes. The group had become tired, and were about ready to call it a night. Haruhi raised an eye brow and quickly pulled an item out of the hat. She lifted it up to her eye level, and found it to be an empty coffee cup. Her eyes grew wide as she realized who's item this was.
Itsuki Koizumi stood with grace as he noticed the item. He laughed quietly and nodded his head. "...I'm afriad that item would be mine, Miss Suzumiya."
Haruhi dropped the coffee cup and let it roll around on the floor. Soft laughter grew from the group as Haruhi grabbed Itsuki's rist and pulled him into the closet, slamming the door behind her.
"I see you're not very happy about choosing my item..." Itsuki noted quietly.
"Shut up, will you?" Haruhi snapped.
Itsuki blinked, then smiled softly.
"Let's just get this over with." Haruhi berkata as she began to unbutton her shirt.
"M-Miss Suzumiya, what do anda plan on doing?" Itsuki asked, afraid of what was going on in her head. She'd never even talked to him outside of school before, why on earth was she so quick to take her clothes off in front of him?
"Am I the only one who knows how to play this game right?!" Haruhi flung her first layer to the ground, luckily, she still had another kemeja underneath that she needed to peal off.
Itsuki stood, completely silent. What was he supposed to do? Should he stop her, atau should he play along?
Just as Haruhi was about to pull her detik kemeja above her head, Itsuki grabbed one of her wrists.
"What are anda doing?!" She asked.
"Miss Suzumiya, this isn't needed. anda don't know me well enough to start... revealing yourself infront of me." He berkata softly as he released his grasp from her wrist. "Please, save yourself until anda find someone anda truly love. Don't waste this on someone like me..."
"..What are anda talking about?" Haruhi stared at him.
"..." Itsuki simply smiled.
"...Idiot." Haruhi sighed as she walked out of the closet, leaving Itsuki behind.
'..Thank you,' Itsuki thought to himself. 'Miss Suzumiya just doesn't get it yet... Despite how much I...' Itsuki shook his head and walked out of the closet, returning to the group.
"Oh god," Kyon moaned in horror. What could Haruhi have up her sleeve this time?
"Seven menit in Heaven~!" Haruhi smiled and held out a hat full of misclanious items.
The Brigade, along with a few other class mates from their classes, all sat in a circle. Haruhi insisted on throwing an end-of-the-school-year-party and invited almost everyone in their grade. Of course, knowing the crazy Suzumiya put on the party, only few had actually came. The Brigade, of course, were all required to attend.
"Girls, pick out an item from this hat! Yuki, you're going first, okay?" Haruhi shook the hat full of crap infront of her face. "Each item resembles a guy in this room!"
Yuki slowly reached her hand into the hat, and pulled out a a sheet of music. Haruhi peered over her shoulder and smiled. "Oh Sakaki~"She sang and she pushed Yuki toward a young man with glasses and layered hair. Yuki blinked. "Heh... Hello, My name is Sakaki. I'm in the glee club... Nice to meek you, Yuki, was it?"
"Go on anda two, have a good time!" Haruhi berkata joyfully as she pushed them into the closet.
"..." Yuki sat on the floor and stared blankly at Sakaki.
"....Heh." Sakaki snickered and took a kursi selanjutnya to her. "Would anda like to hear a song?"
"..."
"...Very well then." Sakaki looked up at the ceiling and down at the floor. A thought came to him then; He reached over to Yuki, ready to pull her face closer to his, only to be slapped away.
"You may not." Yuki berkata in monotone and she stood and walked out of the closet.
Sakaki stood as well, brushed himself off, then slowly walked out of the closet.
Snickers from the group rised as Sakaki blushed and sat back down in the circle.
"..You two are no fun! Mikuru-Chan!" Haruhi yelled.
"E-eh?!" Mikuru's eyes shimmered as Haruhi shoved the hat in Mikuru's small face.
'Damn, I swear if anyone tries to touch Miss Asahina in anyway...' Kyon thought to himself.
Mikuru held up a cell phone and blinked. "Wh-wha...?"
"WHY THE HELL DID anda STEAL MY PHONE?!" Kyon snapped at Haruhi as he slipped the phone out of Mikuru's hands and shoved it into his pocket.
Haruhi narrowed her eyes. Guess she wasn't having her time with Kyon in the closet tonight. "Whatever. Just get in there with Mikuru-Chan!"
Mikuru squealed as she and Kyon were pushed into the closet.
Kyon sighed as he took a kursi on the floor and leaned agaisnt the closet's wall.
Mikuru sat closely selanjutnya to him and tucked her hands onto her legs.
"So what do we do know?" Kyon asked.
"...I'm not sure..." Mikuru berkata softly.
Kyon looked around the closet. It was awfully small. 'Who would want to have sex with a beautiful girl like Miss Asahina in such a small luar angkasa and only seven menit to do so?' Kyon shook his head.
Mikuru shivered and wrapped her arms around herself.
"You cold?" Kyon looked at her.
"I-I'm fine, Kyon-kun." Mikuru smiled up at him.
Kyon smiled and put an arm around her anway, hoping he could keep her warm.
Mikuru gasped slightly at his touch, but soon accepted the fact that Kyon was touching her, not Haruhi.
Mikuru rolled her head to the side, her head resting on Kyon's shoulder.
Kyon sighed in pure joy. Has a moment with anyone in the Brigade ever been this calm?
"Kyon-kun... Suzumiya-san isn't very happy that I drawed your item instead of her..." Mikuru mummbled.
"Don't worry. I'll fix it somehow later." Kyon berkata plainly. He always did, didn't he?
"HEY anda TWO! YOUR TIME'S UP!" Haruhi warned. "I'M OPENING THIS DOOR IN FIVE SECONDS! FOUR! THREE! TWO-"
"Calm down! We're not doing anything!" Kyon berkata as he opened the door with Mikuru behind his back.
The two walked passed Haruhi and took their seats back at the circle. "...Hmph." Haruhi puffed as she crossed her arms. "Saeki, you're up." She threw the hat at a young girl with short hair.
A few hours later, the group had gone through almost everyone, and there were only a few items left in the hat.
"Haruhi, it's about time you took an item from the hat." Kyon berkata with droopy eyes. The group had become tired, and were about ready to call it a night. Haruhi raised an eye brow and quickly pulled an item out of the hat. She lifted it up to her eye level, and found it to be an empty coffee cup. Her eyes grew wide as she realized who's item this was.
Itsuki Koizumi stood with grace as he noticed the item. He laughed quietly and nodded his head. "...I'm afriad that item would be mine, Miss Suzumiya."
Haruhi dropped the coffee cup and let it roll around on the floor. Soft laughter grew from the group as Haruhi grabbed Itsuki's rist and pulled him into the closet, slamming the door behind her.
"I see you're not very happy about choosing my item..." Itsuki noted quietly.
"Shut up, will you?" Haruhi snapped.
Itsuki blinked, then smiled softly.
"Let's just get this over with." Haruhi berkata as she began to unbutton her shirt.
"M-Miss Suzumiya, what do anda plan on doing?" Itsuki asked, afraid of what was going on in her head. She'd never even talked to him outside of school before, why on earth was she so quick to take her clothes off in front of him?
"Am I the only one who knows how to play this game right?!" Haruhi flung her first layer to the ground, luckily, she still had another kemeja underneath that she needed to peal off.
Itsuki stood, completely silent. What was he supposed to do? Should he stop her, atau should he play along?
Just as Haruhi was about to pull her detik kemeja above her head, Itsuki grabbed one of her wrists.
"What are anda doing?!" She asked.
"Miss Suzumiya, this isn't needed. anda don't know me well enough to start... revealing yourself infront of me." He berkata softly as he released his grasp from her wrist. "Please, save yourself until anda find someone anda truly love. Don't waste this on someone like me..."
"..What are anda talking about?" Haruhi stared at him.
"..." Itsuki simply smiled.
"...Idiot." Haruhi sighed as she walked out of the closet, leaving Itsuki behind.
'..Thank you,' Itsuki thought to himself. 'Miss Suzumiya just doesn't get it yet... Despite how much I...' Itsuki shook his head and walked out of the closet, returning to the group.
