Ningyo

"Kyon..." The distant voice called to him. He could almost make out her form, but she was so far away. Her small body seemed so delicate he just wanted to hold her, to keep her safe. She called his name, closer now, he could almost see the timid sparkle in her eyes, her strangely warm eyes that only knew kindness in him.

"Kyon!" A closer voice called to him. "As much as I enjoy lying here with you, you really should get going."

Kyon looked at the person waking him up, knowing it was Haruhi, but he couldn't see her properly. He rubbed his eyes, wondering what time it was. For some reason he still couldn't see Haruhi's face. Memories of his dreams tried to seep back in to his mind but the filtered away. He tried to move but he was just too tired. Everything seemed to fade.

"Kyon." The voice called to him again.

"I'm up." Kyon muttered, but he wasn't in Haruhi's bed. Looking around things seemed normal, but he wasn't sure why. He was in a very plane room. It looked like it hadn’t been decorated since the day it was built.

"Kyon?" The voice called to him.

A familiar girl stood in the open door. She looked too young to be wearing his school's uniform. He couldn't really make out her face, but he felt like he knew her for years.

"Who are..." He stumbled over the blankets beneath him. As he fell, he realized he wasn't wearing any clothes. The young girl blushed a little but didn't turn away.

"School is starting in twenty five minutes fifty three seconds. We should hurry." The strange girl spoke to him.

Kyon quickly got dressed. He closed his eyes when he pulled his shirt over his head. But as he opened them, he was back in Haruhi's room.

"Kyon." Haruhi said shaking him.

"Don't worry." He muttered. "We'll make it to school on time."

"School?" She repeated. "Kyon, it's almost dark. Shouldn't you be heading home already?"

Kyon sat up. He was in Haruhi's room and she was sitting on the bed next to him. Once he was sure he could see her face, he pulled her close for a light kiss and a reassuring hug. He had a family that was probably waiting for him back home and he should probably hurry. He wasn't sure why the hell his dream seemed so vivid, so real, but he'd at least have something to tell Itsuki tomorrow. He leave the whole, having sex with Haruhi out, of course.

"Kyon-kun, you're late." His little sister whined as he stepped in to his house.

"Sorry, I was..." Vivid memories of Haruhi's special meal flashed through is mind. "Having dinner with a friend."

He joined her on the couch for a while, trying to do the brotherly thing, but his mind was elsewhere. He kept trying to remember the strange girl from his dreams and if she was what was missing from this world. It seemed logical enough, but he couldn't figure out why someone who seemed nice would have disappeared. He kept picturing her in that doorway, her face almost in focus.

"Kyon?" A voice called.

"God, I wish people would stop calling my name." He muttered under his breath. He pulled his head off the couch and wiped the small amount of drool that had pooled near the corner of his mouth.

"You fell asleep." His little sister observantly pointed out.

He felt like he was so close to remembering who that girl was he regretted waking up. He nodded at his sister, mumbled something about sleeping and headed off to his room. He was determined to get back to his dreams, hoping to figure out who she was. He laid, down hugging his pillow, and closed his eyes. His mind was wondering so much it took him a while to fall asleep, but soon enough, he was drifting off in to nothingness.

Kyon woke to the sound of his alarm blaring in his ear. He was in a pretty good mood until he remembered he was trying to figure out who the girl of his dreams was and he came up with nothing. He kicked himself a little but tried not to let it get to him too much. Wanting to talk to Itsuki before school started he dressed quickly and headed out the door early than he ever had.

The roads seemed empty for the usual early morning rush. Sure he was a little bit early, but still, he expect to see at least a few cars on the road. As he walked through the school's entrance, it was the same thing. The skies were darker than he expected and he checked his watch again, making sure he didn't wander there in his sleep or something. No, it was right, and the large clock in front of the school confirmed it. He headed up to the club room but Itsuki wasn't there like he expected, it was Nagato.

"Yuki?" He asked, wondering why he was so surprised.

"You made it." She smiled. "You woke up so late this morning I wasn't sure if we'd get here on time."

Kyon stared at her, puzzled. Wasn't he early? He checked his watch, only three minutes until class started. He remembered walking up in Nagato's bed, remembered stumbling naked, remembered walking to school with her. What the hell was going on?

He didn't have time to wonder. Nagato gave him a quick kiss before heading off to her own class, and he headed off to his. Haruhi was sitting in her usual seat right behind his, glaring at him as he stepped through the door.

"Why are you so late?" She asked in a very impatient tone.

For a brief moment he had the sudden deadly urge to kiss her, vivid flashes of her naked body sailed through his mind. Maybe that's why he was so messed up this morning. Maybe he had a dream of having sex with Haruhi, and his mind was just overloaded trying to repress such dangerous thoughts. The school bell rang before he could respond to Haruhi's question.

Class seemed to bore him more than usual. He didn't care if some old dead person did something boring or if some random numbers added up to some other random numbers, he just wanted to figure out what the hell was going on. The world felt like it was on its side or something. He rested his cheek on his fist and pondered, slowly drifting off...

"Kyon?" Yet another voice called.

"I'm up!" He stammered at what he thought was the teacher. But when he opened his eyes, there was no teacher, no class room, just the strange young girl, naked, straddling his crotch with her slender hips.

"I can tell." The girl replied, slowly lowering herself on to his erect penis.

Strange wet warmth enveloped him, sending shivers through his loins. He wanted to ask this girl who she was, but she just felt so good. He remembered dreaming about her, remembered saying her name, but he couldn't remember what it was. She started grinding her hips against his, working his cock with her velvety wet walls.

"Kyon..." She moaned.

He loved hearing her erotic voice, and for some reason, he felt like hearing it was a rare treat. He just wished he knew what to call her back. He gripped her tender hips, loving their soft fleshy warmth. He awkwardly thrust his hips up to meet her gyrations, wondering if it was okay for him to be having sex with her. She was a stranger to him, but since she seemed to know him, it should be okay. She was unbelievably tight, her pussy walls gripping his cock like a vice. She gazed down at him, her eyes so full of love it drove him crazy. She moaned louder, her body growing heavier against his. He scooped her up in his arms, holding her in a tender embrace as his hips lovingly fell upon hers, like waves endlessly caressing a shore.

"Oh Kyon..." She moaned slowly, her breath heavy and flustered. "I love you."

Kyon's heart nearly burst. To hear such words and not know the person who was saying them. He thrust a little faster, trying to show her his affection without needing to know her name. She held on to him tighter, her hips furiously grinding against him. In an instant of unbridled elation, he felt a surge of ecstasy course through his body. He felt his legs go limp, but his hips jerking and jutting up deep in to her body. He's cock filling her with his loving seed. Between immense pleasure and frantic emotion, he felt a name slipping off his tongue and through his lips.

"Yuki!" He nearly shouted, her name exploding in his mind. His eyes were hazed over from all the pleasure but he could see the class room around him, all eyes looking at him and his sudden outburst. He saw Nagato standing in her doorway, waiting for him so they could go to school. He saw Haruhi in her bed room, shaking him awake.

He rolled out of bed and crashed painfully on to the ground. He was alone in his room, covered in sweat, but he held on to the name that was reeling through his mind. Yuki Nagato, the girl he had fallen in love with. The memory of her was still pretty much blank, but he knew that she meant the world to him. And now somehow, she was missing and he was in a relationship with Haruhi. He grabbed his cell phone and dialed Itsuki's number, hoping that he would answer so late at night.

"Yellow?" Itsuki's voice yawned through the phone.

"Nagato Yuki." Kyon stammered. "She's the one who is missing."

"It's was girl?" Itsuki asked in surprised. "Who is she?"

"A class mate." Kyon blushed, adding. "My girlfriend."

"I thought Haruhi was..." Itsuki thought for a minute. "Maybe she was jealous and..."

"Yeah!" Kyon interrupted. "How do we get her back?"

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. "I don't know."

End

Author's notes

It's short, but I'm tired and every story needs a little suspense. And don't worry, I already have an ending worked out, I've just got to write it. So hopefully it'll be posted by the end of the week.

Oh, and watch go My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. That show is made of win, happiness, crack, ponies, speed, magic, more crack, and awesomeness!!!