The First Date of Yuki Nagato (MF, Rom, No-Futa, No-Guro, Slow)

Story by SleepingSword

The First Date of Yuki Nagato

Tags: MF ROM

First, this story takes place immediately after the events of The Debreasting of Haruhi Suzumiya. However this story is NOT GURO. In fact I’m not even going to directly mention the events of the previous story. Yeah weird I know.

Second SPOILERS FOR THE PROLOUGE OF ‘INTRIGUES’. It’s an epic moment for Yuki-rin and I’d hate spoiling it for anyone but I couldn’t bring myself to delete the mentioning of it. I know most of you are only familiar with the anime and not the light novels which is a shame, well have fun waiting who knows how long for the next anime… oh yeah I also spoil ‘Endless Eight’ and ‘Disappearance’.

Third, don’t worry sick bastards who like Guro another, far sicker chapter is still forthcoming. I won’t get you hooked on a series and then take a four year hiatus like a certain someone…

Finally, I’m just gonna admit this story isn’t all that good. I’ll stick to humor from now on. Serious fiction isn’t my forte, romance in particular, and this particular paring is especially hard to make interesting. Seriously, ‘take the snarky guy, make him serious, pair him with the silent girl, make it interesting’, yeah piece of cake. This story isn’t very good but I wanted to write it so there.

Haruhi finally left insisting she was fine leaving me alone in the club room with the SOS Brigade’s resident silent alien android Yuki Nagato. It took us a few minutes but we got everything cleaned up to the point no one would guess in a million years that an unholy act had just been performed.

Part of me is worried about Haruhi and wondering if I should call an ambulance. Another part of me is wondering what it would be like being a prag at Kobe Prison. I deferred to the valid concerns of the latter and decided to trust in Yuki’s space magic and Haruhi’s relative sanity to keep the events that just transpired a secret.

I stand by the window watching Haruhi as she begins to descend down the hill towards her home. From the way she is walking she seems to be normal and wearing those prosthetics she even looks completely normal. I let out a sigh and hope that she is alright. It was all her idea, her demand even. If anything I should feel sorry for myself for what she made me do. Regardless I hope you are alright Haruhi. Great even when she isn’t around she still makes my life miserable. That’s Haruhi for you.

I suppose we’ll find out tomorrow… or when the police show up. I guess if it’s possible that I only have a few more hours left as a free man I should spend them doing something better than homework. Ah, good! An excuse not to do my homework today. Geez, it took me far longer than normal to come up with one today. I was worried for a minute I’d actually have to do it.

I turn from the window and gaze at Nagato. I can’t believe how normal she looks after what we just did. She’s just sitting there at the table reading a hardcover edition of “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?”, silent except for the occasional turning of a page. Her porcelain face as expressionless as ever, showing not even the slightest hint of the worry and anxiety that is wracking my nerves at the moment.

Christ, I could sure go for a cup of Miss Asahina’s tea right about now. I glance at the kettle and portable stove and consider making myself a cup. Too much effort.

With a groan I plop down in the chair next to Nagato. It’s only a few minutes ‘till 5:00 and yet I feel so physically and mentally exhausted. Again, I look at Nagato sitting there almost totally motionless in her sailor uniform and cardigan. Again, I notice the book she is reading. I’ve never read it myself but I know it was the basis for the movie Blade Runner, a true classic is there ever was one.

“Any good?” I ask gesturing towards her book.

Raising her gaze from the pages she turned her head towards. “Yes. It is very interesting.”

I was a bit shocked. Last time I asked Nagato about the book she was reading her answers were the ambiguous one word replies ‘Unique’ and ‘Relatively’. And then here she was, less than a year later expressing an opinionated statement. The only other time I could recall her doing that was back in January (well technically December 18th) when she told her past self that she did not WANT to synchronize. Nagato has changed. After a brief pause she resumed her reading.

I remember last December in that alternate world where it was just the two of us sitting together in this Literature Club room. The human Yuki Nagato blushing shyly as she started at me through her glasses and quickly looked away. The lonely girl who timidly pulled on my sleeve I tried to leave her apartment without staying for dinner. I keep remembering the way she smiled so sweetly when I told her I would join the Literature club.

It’s not that I regret returning the world to normal. I don’t really think that I nor Nagato would really be happier had I decided against using the reset program. However, I canno

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