<em><strong>_~Haruhi Suzumiya~_</strong></em><br/><br/>Haruhi was in one of her usual temporary states of anger by this point. Her thoughts were still filled with frustrations about Kyon, and those things that frustrated other people, frustrated Haruhi ten times worse. She was used to things going<em>her</em>way, not anyone else's. But really, was it her choice that everything happened the way it did? Then she grinned at herself. Of<em>course</em>it was. There was no preset destiny.<br/><br/>In a slightly better mood, she moves over to the computer chair, her throne, if anything. She looked around the room, and the very first thing she noticed was that Kyon wasn't there. There was Yuki, sitting and reading as usual, there was Koizumi, with that stupid grin on his face, and Mikuru, the cute little maid making tea for everyone. But no Kyon.<br/><br/>"Where's Kyon?!" she asked demandingly, slamming a fist on the computer desk. "He better get here soon, or it's the death penalty!"