The Reformation of the SOS Brigade SOS団のカイカク Written by Skyler Jorgensen Hello one and all of KH-Vids. My name is Skyler Jorgensen, as some of you may already know. I have some great news to inform you on. I am actually working on a story that I want to soon be published out here in the US, and soon with an edition in translated Japanese. And guess what, you guys? You are going to be the first audience to get the full taste of the full volume of The Reformation of the SOS Brigade. Do you have question for the future of the series or how the series originated? Simple ask me on this topic and I will answer all your questions ! And, here's one fact of information to clear up things. Recently, the light novel series of Haruhi Suzumiya is coming to an end with the final installment in the series coming out not too long from now. I simply thought the series would need a sequel or a continuation, so this sparked the idea. By the way, the story takes place about ten to thirteen years in the future from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I hope you all enjoy the story ! Wish me the best of luck at getting it published ! First Chapter: Espers? They're Real?! Espers, time travellers, aliens, andriods. If you asked me whether I believed in such things as a kid, my answer would be rather blunt. I would say I never really believed in them in the first place. To be honest, I actually would admit that it went on and off from believing, or straight out disbelief. Of course, being myself, I always was surrounded by parents who believed in this genre of existence. In fact, as a child, they would tell me a bed night story about their continous adventures with the mysterious, human like, supernatural entities walking the Earth at their time of high school. What's funny was that I was a kid, so of course I was going to believe them. But soon after, I began to doubt it with much more thought but into the basis. Now, being at the age of fifteen, everything was coming to end. The result of my philosophy of the subjects of espers, aliens, and such have ended up being that I couldn't believe in them. Dedicating my life for research or acknowledgement of these people would just be a waste of my time. I knew that in the end, life wouldn't turn out the way I would want it to. But that's besides the point. Today was the first day of school, at a brand new school. Brand new life, brand new friends. Hopefully, this will turn out the way I want it and be the most entertaining part of my life. Problem is, I'm afraid these thre years will be just a bit too boring. I mean, it might just be the same thing over and over again for three years. That wouldn't be a very entertaining lifestyle for high school, I am certain of that. As I introduced myself during class, I noticed a rather particular girl right in front of me. One that was actually rather soft, short, yet had a lovely face. "Mihara Asahina. It's a p-pleasure to meet you all." The studder complimented enough cuteness as it already was. The voice didn't help much at that. God, and since I am going to be sitting next to her all year, this will be a rather complicatecd, yet interesting class. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mihara." So, I said, giving off a soft smile in appreciation and introduction. Mihara would respond actually rather nervously, and what I mean by that is turning around with a bright blush on her face. One of crimson that resembled too much of a rose. Too be honest, it was too adorable to withstand. Even for a fiften year old boy with the strong patience of an old, wise man. As I neglected my heart beating as fast as a cheetah's feet on hot grass for his pret, I got out of my chair and stopped over by Mihara's desk soon after all the formalities were over. Sitting upon a desk right next to Mihara, I was thinking of saying something, yet not saying something. Reason why I wouldn't say anything is because I had this feeling in my gut that would just make the girl before me just call me a loser. If not that, a girl. Due to the fact I have my hair put into a long ponytail with my long sideburns and bangs still being in their regular, everyday position. But, being me, the words spilled out. "So, what are you reading?" "N-Nothing much. Just manga." The fast reply shocked me, but the studdering complimented that she was trying to collect through her adorable nervous thinking. Chuckling as I usually would, I closed my eyes to give off an approving look. "I see. What manga are you reading?" Believe it or not, I'm not really into manga or anime, but occasionally, I watch it due to my boredom. Could this girl be an otaku? "L-Loveless." Something clicked in my head that actually made me smile. She was certainly into her shounen-ai manga. But that's alright, I guess you could say. Out of all the animes I barely even watch, Loveless was probably the top of them all that made my mind truly think on the real perspective of a relationship. "I see." Was a simple response that I gave off. The fact that I couldn't think of anything else to say left my mind in a knot, all of the sudden. What shocked me was the question that popped up all of the sudden. Something that was brought up unexpectingly, in my opinion. "Do you believe of people of existence with cat ears?" So, now she was going to talk about cat people. To be honest, my answer was not that complicated; as others seem to be. "Actually, in fact, I do. There could be a possibility that a person could be fused with at least some feline DNA or something like that. Creating the simplicity of an existence of cat people." Yet again, the words with more than three syllables would slip out. It was amazing how fast I truly thought about something. Mihara began to look at me with a smile, a smile of true beauty and appreciation. At that moment, I thought my heart couldn't beat fast enough. "Thank you for understanding. I agree just the same with you." So Mihara would respond. To be honest, I was already starting to adapt to this girl. Everything about her set off this feeling inside him that wasn't only friendship, but love simultaneously. "It's always my pleasure." The soft tone of voice started to automatically kick in. I loved it how my body would seem to have a mind of its own most of the time. But then again, makes me feel like I'm a lapdog, for some odd reason. "By the way, you said your last name was Suzumiya. Are you related to Haruhi Suzumiya?" That wasn't really a stupid question. People would always think there was another Suzumiya or something like that. By the way, I can't believe I haven't said it. My name is Suzumiya Kaoru. A rebellious boy who grew up with supernatural parents. Somehow, I had a strange feeling about all this formality that was our introduction and our friendship. Something about it just didn't seem to ring so well with my reception of gut feelings. Neglecting my inner train of thought, Mihara and I stopped right at the neighborhood. Right where the train would be passing by. Of course, away from the train's path, obviously. Why the both of us stopped was beyond me. Before I knew it, the atmosphere was chilling, and brought thoughts of true grey to my sense of world. The eyes of Mihara were like soft cotton, but also resembled the coldness of liquid helium. Could this be a confession of some sort? I really was afraid to find out myself. That's the moment, the moment when Mihara asked me the first concerning question of the day. As the pause of silence soon turned into the conversation soon to arrive, Mihara asked the question that was so awaiting. "Do you believe in espers?"
