Y U K I . N > _
As Yuki stood before the little group, indifferent towards their presences in front of her, she did nothing. Part of her wished she had a book to read at a time like this, but, nevertheless, lacking a book was the least of her worries right about now. Something more worrisome was about to plague the little alien.
Because she was unlike an ordinary human and her mind worked differently than the minds of others, the memories of Minori were starting to bother her again. They interfered with her actual memories, causing a short circuit to happen inside her head. The memories shocked her mind painfully, causing the little girl to involuntarily grab the sides of her head. She let out a small cry--which was unlike herself--and fell to her knees. The burn on her arm from earlier had been nothing compared to the pain she currently felt.
"Logan," Yuki said, calling Mal by the name she was more comfortable with.
"Assist Teresa in returning home. Shortly, I will be able to assist no longer. My mental capacity was not meant to take on data manipulation, and without the access of my superiors, I cannot perform a correction program. Shortly, my organic form will not be sustainable."
Yuki grunted again, gripping her head harder.
"Should my superiors search for me, tell them I have failed in my mission. Tell them they must find a replacement unit to fill my position. And there is... also a young man..." She paused, her eyes lighting up for a brief moment. Kyon. He was one of the few humans she happened to be fond of.
"...a... friend... if he ever asks about me, tell him never to fear and to always protect Haruhi Suzumiya. Tell him to never forget... Sleeping... Beauty-- AGH!"
Yuki let out another cry of pain, slumping further to the ground. Her words from before were likely ones not understood by anyone, but it still made the little alien feel better to speak them--even if she showed no emotion on her face.
Remembering one last thing, Yuki reached into her pocket, pulling out a little bunny shaped stress ball she still had for some reason, a memento from when she had been Minori.
"For Teresa," she said, extending it to Mal.
Her body then flopped to the floor.
She didn't go unconscious at first, but instead fell into a delightful daydream.
She was back home.
Yuki sat in the club room at her actual school, turning pages of a book as she read on a warm spring afternoon. She sat next to the window, peering out of it to see her friends together. Happy. Having fun outside with one of their club leader's silly games. Itsuki, Mikuru, Kyon, and Haruhi. They were content, so Yuki was content.
She felt warm inside...
...until she closed her eyes.
The dream then faded...
...and suddenly she was cold.
Like snow.
@BarrenThin @Whoever is witnessing. XD
