The Erotic Experience of Yuki Nagato

The Erotic Experience of Yuki Nagato


Disclaimer: I do not own the Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, or any related characters. They are being used without permission. I am making no profit on this. Please do not sue.


Yuki Nagato sat quietly in what was officially the Literary Club room, and was unofficially the headquarters of the S.O.S. Brigade, reading from her usual perch in the stainless steel folding chair. She flipped through the pages silently.
As a humanoid interface created to monitor the eccentric Haruhi Suzumiya, which Fate had gifted with nigh-omnipotent power, Nagato had more efficient means of gathering information that might be of use to the Integrated Sentient Data Thought Entity, as well as to her own mission to observe Suzumiya. However, Yuki had found a certain appeal to the literature of this world. Though it wasn't as efficient as some means of data collection she might have engaged in, it provided a deeper insight into the psychological workings of the human minds that surrounded her.
Nagato wasn't without emotion. She had even developed something in the way of a sense of humor, although only the human referred to as Kyon was ever able to discern when it was that she was making a joke, such as the time she'd deliberately been overly literal in her interpretation of Suzumiya's instructions during the Remote Island Syndrome incident, or when she'd quickly had to cover for the suddenly loquacious Shamisen during the filming of The Adventures of Mikuru Asahina, Episode 00.
Indeed, as Kyon himself suspected, Nagato was possessed of all the emotions common to the humans she lived amongst, even if she wasn't one of them. However, her ability to express those emotions was severely limited.
Yuki was capable of reading at an accelerated pace, and it wasn't uncommon for her to finish numerous books in a single day. And this day was no exception. She'd used her funds, manipulated into existence by her link to the Data Entity, to procure a handful of new books from an online book-seller. The books she had chosen had been linked together by recommendations from the seller and the customers who had purchased these tomes prior.
Fanny Hill by John Cleland, Lady Chatterley's Lover by D.H. Lawrence, and Carmilla by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu were on her reading agenda for the day. She had finished the first in her selection when Mikuru Asahina entered the room and began to change silently into her maid outfit.
From the many books she'd read over the three years she'd spent on Earth, as well as the frequent rants of Haruhi Suzumiya, Yuki had discerned that concepts like love, lust, sexuality, and sensuality were very important to human beings. Mikuru's maid outfit was an example, Yuki noted. She was well aware of the fact that Kyon had not deleted the many pictures that Haruhi had taken of Mikuru in that outfit, that he had in fact, put them all in a hidden folder on the computer. What Kyon didn't know was that Haruhi was equally aware.
Indeed, hidden folders were hardly secure, given that all anyone had to do was go to the Control Panel, and instruct the system to display hidden items. Haruhi may have been eccentric, but she was also highly intelligent, a fact that was reflected in her high marks at school, as well as her myriad talents, including her ability to play various musical instruments. And Haruhi had regular access to the computer. She was well aware of Kyon's "transgression", and Yuki was well aware of Haruhi's awareness, since she knew everything that happened in that room.
Today, however, Yuki was aware of a strange new sensation within her. She had read about human sexuality before, and incorporated the data into her programming. However, today she felt a stirring within her, a sense of desire and curiosity.
And so, Yuki Nagato did something she rarely did. She spoke to Mikuru Asahina.
"Asahina-san," she said in her typical monotone.
Mikuru started at the sound. For a moment, her brain simply couldn't associate that voice with those words. She looked around, to make sure that she wasn't hearing things. It would be very bad for her if she were starting to hallucinate. Her superiors might recall her ahead of schedule and replace her with another agent. However, as she saw Yuki's eyes staring at her directly, she was aware that she was indeed being addressed by the petite alien.
"May...may I help you, Nagato-san?" Mikuru asked nervously.
"Would you please explain this passage to me?"
Yuki held out her book to Mikuru, and several paragraphs were now highlighted, although Mikuru suspected that this was merely Nagato's data manipulation, and that she could undo the highlighting at will.
Mikuru took the book that was being offered to her, and began to look over the passages. Her face quickly began to change shades. She was almost as red as the bunny-girl outfit that Haruhi had once forced upon her. Yuki noted a quickening of Mikuru's heart rate, and a marked increase in her perspiration. She seemed even more flustered and agitated than the occasions where Kyon would walk in on her in various states of undress.
"I...that is...what do you....why...."Mikuru paused, took a deep breath, and composed her words carefully, "I think that you should ask Suzumiya-san about this. She would probably be able to explain it better than I could."
"I understand." And that was all Yuki said at that time.
It wasn't long after that Kyon and Koizumi entered the room. Kyon was wearing his usual put upon expression, while Koizumi had his typical smile in place. They set about to playing a game of chess as they waited for their "leader", Haruhi, to put in her own grand appearance. It wasn't long before Haruhi put in her appearance, sparing Kyon from the indignity of a false victory, since he had long suspected that all of his victories over Koizumi were due to Koizumi throwing the games.
"I have big news everybody!" Haruhi announced with her usual enthusiasm. Yuki did not fail to notice the sudden rise in Kyon's stress indicators, or Mikuru Asahina's for that matter. And while Koizumi's outward appearance didn't falter in the slightest, Nagato could detect increases in his adrenaline and heart rate as well.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Kyon asked.
"Well, Spring Break is coming up, and I managed to book a vacation for us at a beach resort."
Kyon remarked that it was uncharacteristically generous of their brigade leader.
"What are you talking about,?" Haruhi snorted, "I'm always generous. Besides, it's only proper for a Director to procure lodging for the cast and crew of her movie, right?"
At the mention of a movie, Kyon, Koizumi, and Mikuru exchanged a nervous glance. Yuki continued to read her book.
"What movie, might I ask?" Kyon put forth.
"Why, didn't I tell you? I'm sure I did. Don't tell me that I'm going to have to add recording of the minutes to your list of chores, Kyon."
"I thought you told me in the past that keeping minutes would be pointless."
"For others, yes. Apparently, you need fresh reminders to stimulate that faulty memory of yours."
"That aside, what movie?"
"Why, The Revenge of Yuki Nagato of course!"
All eyes in the room turned to the alien, who continued reading, despite the sudden attention.

II.

"This isn't good," Koizumi said to Kyon, although his wide smile would have concealed any urgency that Itsuki Koizumi might have been feeling, "If Suzumiya-san begins to lose perspective this time, we could see even more strange events take place."
"Stranger than talking cats and all the pigeons in the park turning white?" Kyon countered.
Koizumi gave a half-chuckle, "Well, hopefully, we can prevent anything too bizarre from occurring. But you know how Suzumiya-san thinks. She saw the first movie as a huge success, and so she'll want the second film to be even more grandiose."
"I vote we actually hit her in the head with the baseball bat this time, and lock her in a closet," Kyon sighed.
Koizumi laughed, but shook his head, "I'd be too afraid of the potential consequences when she woke up."
"We can't let her film this film," Kyon said, "It took all our energy just to keep her in control with the first movie. I don't think I have the endurance to do it a second time."
"I would agree," Koizumi said, "But how would we keep Suzumiya-san from filming. Any effort to stop her might result in the formation of a new Closed Space, and then the you-know-whats would be on the loose again."
"Maybe when we get to the beach, she'll lose interest and want to play in the sand and surf?" Kyon suggested, though it sounded as if he didn't fully believe it himself.
"I can only hope that you're correct," Koizumi said, "But she can be very determined when she wants to be."
"I will provide a distraction."
Kyon and Koizumi started, hearing Yuki's voice speak clearly to them.
"Nagato, what did you say?"
"I will provide a distraction," the alien said again.
"Are you sure you'll be able to keep Haruhi occupied with something other than making a movie?" Kyon asked.
"Trust me," Yuki said.
"Hey, Nagato, you're not going to have mysterious sea monsters showing up at the beach, are you?"
"No. Such a distraction would prove more detrimental than helpful."
"I'm glad we're on the same page, here," Kyon said.
"As usual, Nagato-san has things all figured out," Koizumi smiled even more broadly, if that were possible.
When Kyon was certain that Koizumi was no longer listening, he spoke to Yuki again.
"Hey, Nagato, it's not that I don't trust you, you understand..."
"I understand."
"But I would feel better if I knew what it was that you were planning on doing to distract Haruhi."
Yuki paused, then spoke, looking Kyon in the eye, "I would prefer not to answer. It is a private matter."
"Nagato, nothing is private where that girl is involved."
"If you insist, I will tell you. However, I will ask you one more time to allow me to keep the matter private for now. It is not something I would enjoy divulging, even to you."
Kyon had learned to trust the judgment of Yuki Nagato. She had, after all, saved his life on a couple of occasions, and he prided himself on being able to read her moods, something few would suspect her of even having. Kyon sensed in her a deep need to keep this to herself for the time being.
"Alright," Kyon said at last, "But don't feel like you have to take it all on yourself. Asahina-san and I would be happy to help. Even Koizumi has interest in keeping Haruhi tame for the time being."
Yuki simply nodded once, and then headed off in the direction of her apartment.
She made her way to the apartment, where she spotted Emiri Kimidori.
"Nagato-san, a word, if you please."
Yuki nodded, and walked over to Kimidori.
"Why has the Data Entity chosen to communicate in this fashion?" Yuki asked, "Human verbal communication lacks the accuracy of a direct data link."
"The concepts that you have chosen to submit to the Entity are unfamiliar, expressible solely in human linguistics. What is it that you are trying to achieve?"
"We do not understand human intimacy," Yuki said, "The Data Entity's inability to comprehend my transmission is demonstrable proof of that. I wish to engage in empirical research into this subject."
"There is a concern," Emiri said softly, "You have manifested flaws in your programming before."
"My abilities to manipulate data have been limited by the Data Entity. If it is believed that my actions are to the detriment of the Entity, my existence can be terminated."
"The human designate Kyon has made clear that he would enact severe consequences if that particular course of action were engaged."
"I believe it is imperative to understand human physical intimacy if we are to fully comprehend Haruhi Suzumiya's mentality. It is possible that this will explain her interest in the human designate Kyon. We currently do not understand such concepts. It is to our detriment to leave these avenues unexplored."
Emiri Kimidori closed her eyes as she thought, then nodded, "You have provisional permission to proceed with your experiment."
"What is the provision?"
"If it seems as if the experiment might provoke Suzumiya in a negative fashion, it is to be aborted."
"Understood."
"Nagato-san, one further thing," Kimidori said.
"Yes."
"If the Data Entity perceives that you have become too defective to be serviceable, it will mean termination not only for yourself, but also for the human designate Kyon, who has directly threatened the existence of the Data Entity."
"Such action would only serve to provoke Haruhi Suzumiya," Yuki said, "It may even stimulate her awareness of her special powers."
"We are aware. The Entity is willing to take that risk."
Yuki's eyes narrowed, "Any attempt made on the designate Kyon would cause severe ramifications. This is undeniable. To assume otherwise would be irrational."
Kimidori nodded, "I would agree. However, the decision is not mine to make."
"Understood."
"When will you proceed with your plan?"
"I've already enacted it. I surreptitiously placed a note in Suzumiya-san's notebook earlier today. She will call me tonight, at approximately seven o' clock."
"I won't delay you further, then."

It was five after seven when Yuki's phone rang.
"Nagato residence," Yuki spoke flatly.
"Yuki, it's me," the voice of Haruhi Suzumiya was crisp and clear over the phone. There was also a hint of worry in her voice that few people were ever privileged enough to hear, "Your note said you had something you wanted to talk about, in private."
"Suzumiya-san, I am turning to you, because I need your help, and I also need your discretion and confidence in this matter, which is very private."
"Of course," Haruhi said with a reassurance that Kyon would have found shocking had he heard it, "Now, what's wrong."
"You are aware that I am...alone."
"Alone?" Haruhi asked, "What do you mean?"
"My parents were frequently absent when I was growing up," Yuki said, relying on her cover story, "And now, in high-school, I find that I am not very socially adept. I am...lacking...in companionship. Only you, and the other members of the S.O.S. Brigade keep my life from being completely empty"
"You're not thinking of doing something drastic, are you?" Haruhi's alarm and concern were unmistakable.
"I would never engage in any action that might harm myself or others," Yuki said in her usual monotone, "However, I am not sure how to alter my situation. I am turning to you to aide me in my goal of expanding my horizons."
There was a squeal of delight from Haruhi's end of the line, "Yuki, I'm glad you came to me with this. Brigade members should always feel free to discuss anything that is bothering them with their leader, after all. And if you hadn't given us use of the clubroom, the Brigade would still be hobbled. I mean, we're practically sisters, you and me. So, what did you have in mind?"
If Yuki were given to smiling, she probably would have been beaming at that point, "I put myself in your hands, Suzumiya-san. I realize that it would probably interfere with your plans for the movie, but I would like to take our holiday at the beach to attempt to explore my social life."
"Yuki, the movie's not important. You're the silent member of the Brigade who looks out for our well-being. Your happiness comes before anything else. We'll talk more during the next meeting. You can sleep easy tonight, knowing that I'm there for you."

III.

Haruhi came to the club room early the next day, to find Yuki in her chair already, reading quietly.
"Hey, Yuki, something just occurred to me," Haruhi said.
Yuki said nothing, turning a page in her book.
"You and I attended the same junior high, right?"
Yuki nodded slightly, an act that would have been missed by anyone who didn't know her well. It was not lost on Haruhi's sharp eyes.
"In fact," Haruhi said, "We were in different classes, but I saw you around a lot. It seemed like you were always around when I was doing something."
Yuki remained silent.
"I wonder why it took so long for us to get to know each other," Haruhi said.
"You didn't have a need for me then," Yuki said in her usual tone.
"Huh?"
"It is well known that you only keep people near you who can be useful to you," Yuki said, her voice never changing from it's usual monotone, "Until recently, my goals and yours did not intersect, and so you had no need to draw me to you."
Haruhi blinked, but smiled, "You're much more forthright than most people. But I guess you're right. Back then, I didn't know I needed you to form the S.O.S. Brigade, so I guess I overlooked your talents. I wish I'd realized them sooner, though.
"I'm sorry I didn't get to know you sooner."
"There is no need for apology," Yuki said, "It was not until you formed the Brigade that I would have been of use to you."
"Still, you always seemed to be watching me. Could it be you knew you had a role to play? Or could it be..."
"I found you unique," Yuki said, "And so I wanted to observe why you were so unique."
"Well, I'm glad you made some friends here. I understand that you and Kyon have been pretty chummy."
"He was the first you chose," Yuki said, "His presence is important to you. And so it is important to me."
"That idiot. He's useless. I mean, how is it that he is the first brigade member, and the only one who hasn't accomplished any sort of achievement or advanced?"
"His duty is to remain by your side," Yuki said simply.
"You're so right!" Haruhi gushed, "That IS his duty. I hadn't thought of it. Mikuru is our face. Koizumi is our Vice-Chief, you're the valued silent member, and I'm the brain, but Kyon is our arms and legs. I don't know how I missed it."
"You were too close."
"Huh?"
"If you look at a single tree, you will never see a forest."
"Is that from a book?"
Nagato nodded.
Just then, Kyon, Koizumi, and Mikuru entered the room.
"Hey you guys, there've been some script issues, and I'm afraid that I won't have the rewrite available in time for our trip," Haruhi said, "So instead, we're going to spend our time surveying the beach for strange phenomena."
"Not that I'm complaining," Kyon said, "But is that beach noted for strange phenomena? Have there ever been any mysterious disappearances at sea, or sightings of strange creatures?"
"Not really," Haruhi said, "And that's exactly why we have to look for them. I mean, obviously, if no one else has found them, then it's going to take people of our professional caliber to discover the mysteries of the sea there."
Kyon sighed, but said nothing. Koizumi smiled. Mikuru looked a bit concerned.

"Are we sure this is a good thing?" Kyon asked later that day as they walked home.
"Her stated motive is a fabrication," Yuki said.
"That's a relief," Koizumi's smile was as broad as ever, "I'd hate to think that we might end up finding some sort of Japanese equivalent of the Loch Ness Monster."
"Hang on," Kyon looked Yuki in the eye, "Now, you're sure that she was making up the stuff about looking for mysteries?"
"Yes. Suzumiya-san believes that all of you were as eager to make the movie as she. She did not want you to blame me for the film's postponement. "
Kyon smiled warmly, "Personally, Nagato, I think a vote of thanks would be in order. We'll have to treat you to lunch later."
"Well, if you guys don't mind," Koizumi waved, "I've got to discuss matters with my superiors. I'll see you all later."
Yuki did something then that completely surprised Kyon. She turned to him and addressed him by his proper name. It had been so long since anyone had called him by that name that it sounded strange and unfamiliar to him.
"Did you...want something, Nagato?"
"I am...uncertain."
Kyon looked worried, "Nagato, is it the Data Entity? Are you in trouble? You can count on us to help. You know that."
"I do," Nagato said.
"Than...what's wrong?"
"It is difficult to explain," the alien said, "I am seeking something unfamiliar to my kind. However, I do not know how to proceed."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"I must ask a question. It may seem unusual to you. However, it is important that you answer as best you can."
"Alright."
"What do you think of me?"
Nagato's question had been asked with the same deliberate monotone as anything else she had ever said. However, Kyon noticed a look in her eyes that was somehow out of place on her. He had once considered a similar question of Haruhi Suzumiya, and had found himself dodging the issue. However, he didn't feel that it would be proper to attempt to dodge this issue with Nagato.
"You're my friend," Kyon said, "Someone I rely on. Someone I know will never let me down. And I think that maybe you take too many burdens on yourself, when there are people who can help."
"I see," Yuki said. And though her tone hadn't changed, Kyon got the impression that it wasn't the answer she'd been hoping for.
"Nagato," he called to her as she was about to walk away. She turned to look at him, and was surprised to find him kissing her on her cheek.
"..."
"My thanks. For saving my life all those times. It's hardly enough, I'm afraid, but..."
"You have saved my existence as well," Nagato said, "And I am grateful."
And with that, Nagato bowed, and made her way home.

IV.

The air was hot and the sun shone down with remarkable intensity as Haruhi and the S.O.S. Brigade strolled onto the main walkway of the beach town.
"I'm telling you, that series is really intense. I can't believe you haven't been watching it, Mikuru," Haruhi was spouting, and not looking where she was going, walking backwards.
"I heard that it was pretty violent," Kyon said, "They say a police chief may have even been killed by his own daughter because of it. Besides, Asahina-san wouldn't be much of a moe character for your brigade if she were into things like Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni , now would she?"
Haruhi had a scowl on her face, "Why have you always gotta rain on my parade?"
"Haruhi, watch out for the...!" Kyon's warning came too late. Haruhi backed into a group of motorcycles that had been parked on the road. They toppled over with a loud clatter. Three burly brutes were immediately standing in front of the S.O.S. Brigade, looking down on them.
"Look at what ya done, ya lousy bitch!" One of them shouted.
"You scratched the paint!" another said.
"How ya gonna pay for this?" the third demanded.
"I'm sorry," Haruhi said, putting on her sweet and innocent routine, which Kyon had seen her use a few times in the past, "Really. It was an accident."
"I don't give a shit," the leader said, "You gotta make restitution."
"You wouldn't wanna get violent with a young girl like me," Haruhi said, "Or Mikuru or Yuki? Would you?"
The thugs eyed Mikuru, "Hey, she's cute. Maybe we'll take our payment out o' her."
Haruhi dropped her "cute" routine, "Hey! Don't you be eyeing a member of my brigade without my permission you scum! Kyon, teach these guys a leasson."
Kyon found himself wondering just what it was he'd done to get himself into this predicament as they walked up to him.
"Hey, now," Kyon said, "Honestly, is fighting going to solve this?"
"Oh, a coward, huh? We'll just take the cutie, and have us a good time."
Kyon's eyes narrowed, "You touch her, and I'll..."
Kyon found himself lying on his ass as a stone hard fist decked him in the right eye. The next thing he saw amazed him.
Yuki Nagato stood between Kyon and the thugs, looking at them with her usual stoic gaze.
"You will end your hostility, now."
They smirked, and a punch was thrown at Nagato. She sidestepped the blow effortlessly, and then grabbed the man's fist. She squeezed with a super-human strength that was belied by her small frame.
"I do not wish to hurt you," Yuki said, as the thug collapsed to the ground, obviously in very real pain, "But I cannot allow you to harm my friends."
One of the other thugs moved to hit Yuki from her side, but he was interrupted by a flying kick from Haruhi, which sent him sprawling on the ground next to Kyon, who was now regaining his footing.
"Why you little bitch!" the man roared. He began to get to his feet to launch himself at Haruhi, when Kyon planted his foot firmly in the man's posterior, causing him to go off kilter and fall face first to the pavement.
The third moved against Koizumi and Mikuru. Koizumi still had a smile on his face, but it was now full of nervous concern.
"Hey, now," Koizumi held up his hands, "Let's be reasonable."
The angry thug didn't look in a mood to be reasonable at all. But he never got the chance to attack. He was hit full force by the body of his comrade that had, only a moment before, been in Nagato's grip.
Yuki now stood over them, speaking in her standard monotone, "It is not advisable to continue this confrontation."
"Why you..."
Kyon stepped forward, speaking for the group, "You guys really should move on. She may not look it, but Nagato here is a very skilled martial artist. I'd hate to see you hurt over a silly misunderstanding. And that hyper girl over there? She's pretty unreasonable.
"I mean, it'd damage your reputations with the local crowd saw you get roughed up by a couple of girls, wouldn't it?"
"Kyon!" Haruhi shoulted from Yuki's side, as she was inspecting the bibliophile for any signs of injury from her scuffle, "Give 'em hell! God may forgive them, but I never will!"
"You see what I mean?" Kyon nodded over his shoulder.
"Our pride won't let us give up until we received just compensation for our bikes," One thug said, though there was a serious lack of energy in his protest now.
"Oi, Nagato," Kyon said, "There's no real damage to those bikes, is there?"
Yuki took Kyon's meaning, and went over to inspect the motorcycles. She spoke with amazing speed while kneeling over the bikes, and then stood up.
"They are undamaged."
"The hell dey are," One thug stood up and walked over, "Dere's a huge scratch right...Hey, where'd it go?"
"See," Kyon smiled reasonably, "Just a misunderstanding. Don't you feel silly, starting all that over nothing?"
"Come on, youse guys," the leader said, "We ain't gonna get nothin' outta these kids. You," Here he pointed at Haruhi, "You be more careful in da future."
They mounted their bikes and headed out.
"Kyun," Haruhi came up, genuine concern in her voice, "How's your eye?"
She reached out to inspect the swelling flesh around his right eye, and Kyon winced.
"You idiot!" Haruhi chastised, although there was worry in her voice, "Why didn't you duck!?"
"I thought I'd at least get to finish my warning before he hit me," Kyon protested.
Haruhi relented a bit, "They were a bit uncouth, weren't they. And I suppose that I can't blame you for being slow on the draw. We don't really have such lowlifes back home, so it's no wonder that your combat skills are so weak and pathetic."
"Could you maybe get me an ice pack while you chastise me for getting beat up on your behalf?" Kyon asked
"Oh, Kyon!" Mikuru came over to his side, "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing I won't survive, Asahina-san," Kyon smiled reassuringly, "Come on, you guys, let's go to the hotel, so I can get some ice for thi..."
"Here," Nagato handed him a plastic bag filled with ice.
"Where'd you get that?" Haruhi asked.
Yuki simply pointed at the Takoyaki cart on the street.
As they walked along, Kyon spoke quietly to Yuki, "I hate to impose, but, could you, maybe, do something about this shiner?"
"I can accelerate the healing time," Yuki said, "But if there is not injury at all, Suzumiya-san may become suspicious."
Kyon sighed, "Would it be too strange if it were completely gone by the end of tomorrow?"
Yuki considered, "That should be possible."
"Thanks, Nagato. You weren't hurt, were you?"
"I have sustained far greater damage than those men could have possibly inflicted," Nagato reminded him.
"That doesn't mean that it would be right if they did hurt you," Kyon said.
Nagato looked at him and blinked, "I am undamaged."
"That's a relief. I'd hate to think you were hurt on my account."
When they got to the hotel, they found out that they'd been grouped into three rooms. One for Yuki and Mikuru. One for Kyon and Koizumi. And one for Haruhi herself.
"We're staying somewhere this nice for a week?" Kyon looked at Haruhi, "Who did you con to get the deal on these rooms?"
"Con? I never con anyone," Haruhi said, honest confusion in her voice at Kyon's choice of words, "Besides, this place belongs to my Uncle. And I'm his favorite niece."
"Out of how many?" Kyon muttered.
"I heard that!" Haruhi chastised, "You want another black eye?"
"In any event," Kyon said, "My head is killing me. I'm going to lie down for a bit, see if I can't get rid of this headache."
"A lowly brigade member seeks to sleep while the rest of us are on patrol?"
"I was injured defending the brigade," Kyon pointed out.
Haruhi scowled, but then relented, "I suppose that's true. Fine. Kyon, you're on medical leave until tomorrow. But I don't wanna catch you shirking, pal. You seem to be the most accident prone member of the S.O.S. brigade."
Kyon made a remark about Haruhi always dragging him into dangerous places without warning him, and was rewarded with a pillow flopped unceremoniously over his head.

"Since Kyon has earned a bit of a rest," Haruhi sounded very begrudging as she spoke to the other S.O.S. Brigade members outside, "I guess this is going to be free activity. You guys do what you want. Remember that we'll be gathering dinner at seven. If you're not there on time, I'll eat your share, too."
"Then we will most certainly be on time for our meal," Koizumi said with a smile, "Asahina-san, would you like to visit beach with me? I'd like to study some of the seashells for my real-life drawing class."
As they walked off, Haruhi turned to Yuki.
"So, it's just the two of us."
Yuki nodded.
"Is there anything you'd like to do?"
Yuki shook her head.
"Come on," Haruhi said, "Surely there has to be something you like, besides reading, that is."
Yuki shook her head.
"Well, in that case, let's see if we can't find some things you'll enjoy doing."
Haruhi took Yuki by the arm and led her around.
First they tried a video arcade. Haruhi didn't much care for arcades. She found that she could beat most of the games far too easily. But as she watched Yuki play several rounds, she was amazed. She was awkward at first, but as soon as she'd figured out the controls, she was dominating the games. In fact, it seemed as if Yuki were able to outthink the machines and defeat the games with surprising ease.
Haruhi frowned. She'd never really had a challenge before. Perhaps she should try herself against Yuki.
She directed Yuki to a two player fighting game, and the two of them selected female characters to play.
The match was phenomenal, drawing a crowd to watch. Haruhi attacked Yuki's character with the same zest and zeal that she threw into everything else that she did. Yuki seemed to effortlessly dodge and evade even Haruhi's most focused of attacks.
"Yuki, attack me. You can't win the game if you don't attack."
Yuki nodded, and launched a volley of her own. Haruhi was amazed at the speed with which she now found herself on the defensive. However, Haruhi had long ago decided that she agreed with the statement that the best defense was a good offense. She countered Yuki's attack with her own, and the two of them were locked in battle.
"You're pretty good," Haruhi said, smiling. She was unaware of the sweat on her brow until in began to drip down her face. She risked a sidelong glance at Yuki, and saw the other girl standing calmly, stoically, looking blankly at the screen.
Haruhi was growing frustrated. She was putting her whole heart and soul into this game, to win, and Yuki seemed to be keeping up with her effortlessly.
Suddenly, Haruhi spied an opening, and she took it. She unleashed a series of combo moves that quickly reduced Yuki's life points, and left her character lying dead on the bottom of the screen.
It was only then that Haruhi realized that they'd been playing that one game for an hour. She motioned for Yuki to follow her as she stormed out of the arcade. She led the girl to an alley, and then turned to confront her.
"Why did you let me win?"
Yuki gave a mild start that anyone would have seen.
"What, you thought that I wouldn't know? I'm dripping buckets of sweat, and you're cool as a cucumber. You weren't really putting any effort into it. Why? You could have beaten me easily."
"You do not like to lose," Yuki said.
Haruhi was taken aback, "Yuki..."
"Our activities were for entertainment. You would not have enjoyed losing, and I would not have enjoyed defeating you."
Haruhi looked at Yuki, and smiled lightly, "Yuki, I hate to lose. But winning because someone let you is no fun either. A victory must be hard fought and earned. And sometimes, it's important to lose so that you know what it is you've done wrong."
"I see."
"I'm sorry I yelled. I pretty much forced you to play the game, and then I get upset over it. That's no way for a brigade leader to act."
"..."
"Why don't you pick our next activity?" Haruhi suggested.
Yuki nodded, and then began to walk out of the alleyway. Haruhi followed. They walked along for a bit, until Yuki spied an ice-cream parlor. She walked over, Haruhi on her heels.
"Ice cream?"
Yuki nodded.
"What's your favorite flavor?" Haruhi asked curiously, as they waited at the counter.
"I do not know. I have never tried ice cream before."
"Seriously?"
Yuki nodded.
"Boy, you really HAVE missed out."
"What'll you ladies have?" an older man at the counter asked.
Haruhi decided to order for both of them, "Two hot fudge sundaes, please."
Haruhi pulled out her wallet to pay, but Yuki put her hand on Haruhi's arm, and shook her head.
"I will pay."
"Yuki?"
"It was my choice. Allow me to pay."
Haruhi nodded, and then the two sat down to eat at a booth in the corner.
Yuki took several small spoonfuls before Haruhi eagerly asked, "It's good, isn't it? Isn't it?"
Yuki nodded.
"You have a little whipped cream on your face," Haruhi said, reaching out with one finger. She wiped it off with her finger, and then licked it with her tongue.
Nagato stood up and walked over to Haruhi. She leaned in next to her, and her tongue darted out, licking the side of Haruhi's mouth.
"Chocolate syrup," Yuki said.
Haruhi was blushing furiously, "Geez. Warn a person before you do that. I mean...that was kind of sudden."
"I was following your example," Yuki said.
"You have to build up more gradually," Haruhi said, "I used my finger. It's a bit soon to be licking chocolate sauce off of each other...although I may have to do that for Mikuru's next cosplay..."
"I found the experience interesting."
Haruhi smiled, "Well, to be honest, so did I. And it is what we're supposed to be doing here, right? Exploring your social skills."
"Suzumiya-san," Yuki spoke in a calm tone, "I want to know what love is. It is not something with which I am familiar."
"I'm not sure what you want, Yuki," Haruhi said.
"I want to know if I am personally capable of love."
Haruhi smiled, "Yuki, of course you are."
"I am not certain. You once said that if someone was interesting, you would not care if they were male or female. I do not know where my preferences lay, or if I have any."
"Yuki," Haruhi took the other girl's hand, "Let's go somewhere more private for lunch."

V.

It was a small, dimly lit room where Yuki and Haruhi sat for lunch.
"Yuki, just what is it that you want me to teach you?"
"Only what you feel comfortable," Yuki said.
"Yuki, love is nothing more than a passing mental illness. You're intelligent. You know that."
"What is the treatment for the illness?" Yuki asked.
Haruhi sighed, "I guess if there's an itch, you have to scratch."
"Itch?"
"Nevermind," Haruhi waved her hand dismissively, "Yuki, what prompted this, all of a sudden?"
"Many of the books I've been reading lately have had themes of sexuality and emotions that I find myself struggling to understand. Yet, they interest me."
"Really. Like what?"
"The novel Carmilla by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu discusses a female vampire who is romantically interested in a young woman."
Haruhi again waved dismissively, "So she was a lesbian. So what?"
"I do not understand attraction . Nor do I fully understand the emotional emphasis placed on sex. Is it not merely for procreation?"
"Your parents really HAVE left you alone for awhile," Haruhi said, "Haven't you ever played with yourself while thinking about some really cute guy? You know, to relieve the tension? I mean, even I get urges, but I know that getting tangled up with some guy could lead to all sorts of trouble, so I just settle for some self-gratification."
"..."
"Yuki...I did once say that I didn't care if someone was a boy or girl, so long as they were interesting. And I wouldn't have made you a member of the S.O.S. Brigade if you weren't interesting.
"I'll help you out. I can't well have a Brigade Member who's out of the information loop.
"But are you sure you're okay with this."
Yuki nodded, "I will lead where you follow."
"You understand that this will be a youthful summer of wild passion where you will taste the fruits of love, right?"
Yuki nodded.
"We should really find a nice guy to help with your first time, too. Hmmm...Koizumi?"
"Koizumi and I...would not be compatible. He is a superior in the S.O.S. Brigade."
"Good point. We can't have him thinking he's entitled. But the only guy not outranking you is...that idiot Kyon."
"I believe that his interests lay elsewhere."
"Nonsense. He's a healthy young man, even if he is a moron. You're a cute girl, and he's weak in that area. Besides, with me being tossed into the mix, too, how can he resist?"
"Kyon is currently sleeping in his room," Yuki pointed out.
"That's perfect," Haruhi enthused, "Come on!"

Kyon was indeed asleep when Yuki and Haruhi entered the room.
"Hmmm," Haruhi looked thoughtful, "What if Koizumi comes back at an inopportune time? That wouldn't be good. Do you think we can move him without waking him?"
Yuki gave a slight nod.
Haruhi too Kyon under one arm, and Yuki under the other, and they lifted him gently from his bed. They carried him, his feet dragging, out into the hall.
"Shall we go to your room?" Haruhi motioned.
"Asahina-san may enter unannounced," Yuki pointed out. In fact, if she so desired, she could manipulate the data so that no one could enter the room without her consent. However, there was no way she could accomplish that without alerting Haruhi, and that would have undesirable consequences.
"That's true," Haruhi remarked, "Although it might be kind of fun if she did...No, you're right, Kyon's getting a pretty hefty reward for his chivalry as it is."
They went into Haruhi's room, and set Kyon down gently on the bed.
"He's kinda cute when he's sleeping," Haruhi had an uncharacteristically serene smile on her face, "Hey, Yuki...that reminds me. That one time, in the Brigade room, you left your cardigan draped over him while he was sleeping. Could it be that you have special feelings for Kyon?"
"He had exhausted himself on our behalf," Yuki said, "And the cold does not bother me."
Yuki had, in fact, been "born" in the vacuum and absolute zero of deep space, and the cold wasn't as abhorrent to her as it was to some humans.
Haruhi crossed her arms, "That isn't what I asked."
Yuki sensed a shift in the tertiary boundaries of the dimensional interface, the sort of disturbance that almost always proceeded the formation of what Koizumi called a Closed Space.
Yuki chose what she thought would be placating words, "He is yours. And if that is what makes him content, then that is satisfactory to me."
The spatial disturbances started growing worse, "You're still dodging the question, Yuki."
Yuki thought for a moment, what for any human would have been a miniscule amount of time, but for Yuki was a lifetime of introspection.
"He is the first person I ever considered a friend," Yuki said at last, "And I believe that it would be fair to say that I was concerned about his well-being."
The spatial disturbances began to steady.
"Do you...love him?" Haruhi asked.
Yuki nodded, "I believe I do. But not in the same way that you do."
"Wh...What are you talking about? I don't..."
"You do," Yuki said simply, "I have seen that for myself. It is my duty as the silent member of the Brigade, is it not, to see everything?"
Haruhi sighed, with a smile, and Yuki detected that the spatial distortions had ceased on their own, "I suppose that when you choose the best people for the job, sometimes they perform better than you ever expected. How long have you known?"
"Awhile."
"Do the others know?"
"They suspect."
"Does Kyon?"
Yuki looked at Kyon, "He does. But you have never told him your feelings. And so, he is content to leave things the way they are."
"I'm sharing something very special with you, Yuki," Haruhi said, "I hope you appreciate that."
Yuki nodded.
"Then let's wake him up. Shall we try waking him with a kiss?"
Yuki reflected on the irony of that, especially in light of the means Kyon had used several months ago to escape the confines of a Closed Space that had nearly consumed the world.
Haruhi motioned for Yuki to move in to kiss Kyon. Yuki leaned over the sleeping young man, and pursed her lips as she lowered to his face. She applied a gentle kiss to his cheek, the same as Kyon had done to her a few days prior.
"Not like that," Haruhi said, laughing, "You're kissing him like he was your older brother or something. Like this."
Haruhi leaned over, but instead of kissing Kyon, she pressed her lips to Yuki's. The kiss was firm, but gentle, and there was a strange sensation, almost like electricity, that passed through Yuki's body. She noted an elevation in hormones, not only in Haruhi, but also in herself as well. She felt Haruhi's hands reaching around her back, pulling down the spaghetti straps of Yuki's camisole. The leader of the S.O.S. Brigade was soon pawing at Yuki's top, pulling it off, exposing Yuki's milky white flesh, while at the same time kissing and nipping at Yuki's slender neck. Haruhi paused briefly to cast off her own halter top, and then she coaxed Yuki into the bed, laying beside Kyon, and then Haruhi went around the bed and lay on the opposite side. She reached out her hand and guided Yuki, as she directed her towards Kyon's lips. Yuki kissed them lightly. Then Haruhi dived in, kissing Kyon deeply.
Kyon, for his part, woke with a start.
He'd lain down in pain from the sharp blow he'd taken earlier in the day, and his head had been killing him. Now, he'd woken to the feel of soft, cool sheets, and warmth on either side of him, a fragrant perfume tickling at his nostrils, and a familiar sensation of lips pressed against his own. His head felt light, and he almost thought he might be having a dream.
"Haruhi?" He asked, still half-asleep, "What...?"
"Yuki and I thought that you deserved a reward for your valiant, albeit futile, efforts to protect us from those ruffians earlier today."
"Nagato did...?" Kyon sounded confused, until he saw Yuki sitting on his other side.
It was about that time that Kyon realized that he wasn't dreaming. He sat up with a start.
"What?" Haruhi was suddenly alarmed herself, "What's wrong?"
"Tell me you didn't force Nagato to..."
"Force! What kind of monster do you..."
"I did not come under duress," Yuki said.
"Honestly?"
Yuki nodded.
Haruhi was now sitting on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed, her back to Kyon.
"Haruhi?"
"Do you really think I'm so cold, Kyon?" Haruhi asked. She hoped he didn't hear the hot tears in her eyes creeping into her voice.
"I'm sorry, Haruhi," Kyon said genuinely, "I was half asleep, and I didn't think before I spoke."
"I'm not a monster, Kyon," Haruhi continued her sulk.
"I said I was sorry," Kyon said, "Look, after how you've treated Asahina-san like a dress-up doll, and sent me on God knows how many errands, I jumped to a stupid conclusion in my dazed state."
"I wanted to do something nice for you," Haruhi felt the tears still there, trying desperately to blink them away before Kyon saw them, "And...and..."
"You may tell him," Yuki said.
"Really?"
"Yes," Yuki spoke, as Haruhi wouldn't have seen her nod from that angle.
"Yuki came to me earlier and told me that she wanted to learn about love, and I volunteered to teach her. I asked her if she'd like to join me in thanking you for earlier, and she agreed."
Kyon put his hand on Haruhi's bare shoulder, "I suppose that it's my fault for killing the mood, then. I'm really sorry to speak so thoughtlessly, Haruhi. Why don't you two girls get dressed, and I'll treat you to a meal."
Haruhi nodded. Then she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket, "Hang on."
She dialed, "Koizumi? Yeah. Listen, Kyon, Yuki, and I are going to dinner alone. Will you and Mikuru be alright on your own? Oh? She ran into Tsuruya? What will you do? I see. Well, enjoy yourself."
Haruhi hung up the phone.
"So, Asahina-san will be dinking with Tsuruya?" Kyon asked.
"Yeah. Apparently she happened to be vacationing here, too. And Koizumi ran into some old acquaintances from before he transferred, and they're going to do Karaoke tonight."
"Well, in that case," Kyon smiled, "I have enough to treat us to beef bowls, if that's to your liking."
"Beef sounds good to me," Haruhi smiled, "Yuki?"
Yuki nodded.

VI.

"So, Nagato," Kyon spoke to Yuki as they were sitting at the beef bowl shop, while Haruhi was off using the restroom, "Was that the distraction you'd come up with?"
"Not wholly," Yuki said, "My initial plan did not involve you."
"I can see now why you didn't want to talk about it."
Yuki blinked.
"Sorry to have blown your opportunity to study human sexuality," Kyon shrugged.
"My plan was flawed. Study in this area will have to be abandoned for the time being. "
"It's probably for the best. What if you or Haruhi had ended up pregnant?"
"Given our natures, that would be impossible unless we wished for it to be so."
Kyon smiled, "It's still just as well. I mean, it's only in fantasies and works of fiction that guys wake up to that sort of thing."
"Fiction," Nagato repeated.
"Exactly. You've read plenty of fantasy stories. They idealize things, but they don't always tell the whole story. How do I put this? Well, it would be like...this beef bowl," Kyon said, "Uh...Boy, what I wouldn't give for Koizumi and his wild theories right now..."
"Lost in translation," Yuki said.
"Huh?"
"I told you that there might be errors in the transmission of data," Yuki said, "Because I was attempting to explain concepts for which there were no words."
"Exactly. There's stuff about sex that's like that. Some of the physical parts can't be described properly with spoken words. And then there's the stuff the novelist or writer doesn't describe. The unpleasant parts."
"Unpleasant?"
"I'm still a virgin myself," Kyon said, holding up his hands, "So I couldn't tell you."
"No," Haruhi said, walking up to them, "Kyon wouldn't be able to tell you about making love, because he's never done it. Plus, he's a male."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Kyon said.
"Would you be able to tell her what it felt like to be penetrated?" Haruhi countered, "Or to describe the sensations that went through the body when her clit is rubbed? Face it. You wouldn't be able to explain sex to Yuki any more than I could explain quantum mechanics to a five year old."
"So?" Kyon said, "You're no more experienced than I am. So what would you know about it?"
"Let's head back to the hotel," Haruhi said, "It's going to be dark soon."
The walk back was quiet, and Kyon found himself regretting that he'd passed up what was probably his only opportunity to enjoy something like what Haruhi had been planning Ah well. As he'd said, it was probably for the best.
He was about to enter his room when he heard a stern "Harumph"
He turned to see Haruhi and Yuki standing behind him, at the door to Haruhi's room, Haruhi's arms crossed over her chest, her eyes narrowed.
"And where do you think you're going?"
"Uh...bed?"
"Yes. But not THAT one," Haruhi said.
It took a moment for Haruhi's meaning to sink into Kyon's brain. When it did, his jaw nearly hit the floor.
"You can't be serious!" Kyon said.
"Why not?" Haruhi asked, "You said yourself that you didn't mean what you'd said earlier, right?"
"I said I was sorry for accusing you of forcing Nagato to join in," Kyon said, "But that doesn't mean..."
Haruhi uncrossed her arms, "Kyon, I...I really did want to thank you. And Yuki and I are still going to do this, With, or without you. Isn't that right, Yuki?"
Yuki nodded.
"You want to make love to Nagato? And her to you?"
"I want to feel close to all of you," Haruhi said, "Mikuru and I have our little cosplay fun. And Koizumi gave me that mystery vacation to a deserted island. But what do I have with Yuki?"
"Okay, so you think this will make you and Nagato closer. And she's for it. That's between you two. Why do you want me to..."
"Because," Haruhi said, her eyes not meeting his, "I...this isn't the sort of thing I want to say, Kyon. Don't make me."
"Haruhi, I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Damn it," Haruhi blushed, "Romantic feelings are a sort of mental illness. But...I get the urges from time to time. And...if you tell anyone I said this, not only will I deny it, but I'll give you the death penalty, but...I was always hoping that my first time would be with you."
Kyon was silent for a moment, but then he nodded, "Alright. Lead the way."

Haruhi's room was dark. Kyon reached for the light switch, but Haruhi called out.
"No! Leave them off."
"Haruhi?"
"Give me a second," Haruhi said. There was a zipping noise, and then the room was bathed in moonlight as the blinds were drawn up, "There, isn't that better."
Everything in the room seemed bathed in a soft blue light, and both Haruhi and Yuki seemed radiant in the soft glow. Haruhi held out her arm to Yuki, who walked over to her, Haruhi pulled the bookish girl close to her, and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Then she reached out her other hand to Kyon, who walked over. Haruhi kissed Kyon passionately, and Kyon almost felt the way he did the first time he'd seen a Closed Space collapse. Then Haruhi prompted Kyon and Yuki to exchange a kiss. Yuki's lips were light as silk, but warm and inviting.
Haruhi stepped back from them, and slipped her halter top off. Her bare chest was heavenly illuminated by the moonlight. She then slipped out of her cutoffs. Her body practically glowed white in the night's soft light.
"Yuki," Haruhi nodded, "Now you."
Yuki stepped over to Haruhi, who pulled off the alien's camisole, and then unfastened her skirt. Kyon was surprised to see that Nagato was wearing a pair of lacy black panties. They looked remarkable on her pale flesh.
"Now you, Kyon," Haruhi's tone and smile took on a devilish tone.
Kyon responded in kind, "I'm sorta enjoying the view here. Is there any reason I should be in a hurry?"
"He's going to be difficult," Haruhi said, "Yuki, let's help Kyon out of his things."
Both girls walked over to Kyon and took hold of his clothes. Yuki pulled off his shorts and boxers, while Haruhi nearly ripped the buttons off of his shirt trying to get it open.
"Slow down, Haruhi," Kyon said, "You said you wanted to teach Yuki about love, right?"
"Yeah, and?"
Kyon took hold of her and held her close to him, looking down into her eyes and running his fingers through her hair, "Then let's not go off like a couple of teenagers in heat."
He was surprised that he was thinking so clearly, despite the ever growing passion deep within him. He felt a need in him that was greater than any he'd ever felt before. He was certain that either girl touched his member, that he'd go off instantly, so exhilarating was the experience.
He kissed Haruhi deeply, and then pushed her down on the bed. Then he held out his hand to Yuki and had her climb onto the bed next to Haruhi.
Haruhi was athletic, and her body was fuller, more curvaceous. Yuki's body was artificially created, though only she and Kyon were aware of that fact. She could summon at her will strength equal to ten Haruhis if she wanted, or more. But her frame was thinner, less full, more petite. They were both lovely in their own right, and Kyon was drinking in the sight with zeal.
"Haruhi," Kyon said, "Let's start with Nagato. You did say you wanted to teach her, right?"
"What did you have in mind?" Haruhi asked.
Kyon whispered in Haruhi's ear, "I hate to say it, but if I touch either of you, it's going to get sticky real fast."
"It is not uncommon for males to experience premature ejaculation during their first time," Yuki said.
"Nagato?"
"I read it."
"Well, why don't we put it to good use, then," Haruhi said, "Hold on, Kyon. Yuki?"
Haruhi whispered in Yuki's ear, but unlike Nagato, Kyon's ears weren't sharp enough to understand what she was saying. Nagato did not giggle girlishly or blush furiously. She merely listened to Haruhi, and nodded simply.
Then Haruhi reached out gingerly and touched Kyon's erect member. She then leaned forward, and opened her mouth. It was more than Kyon could take, and he exploded with what felt like the fury of a canon. The hot white fluid landed in Haruhi's open mouth, as well as on her cheeks and lips. Haruhi turned to Yuki and kissed her deeply. Kyon saw Yuki lapping kittenishly at the sticky mess that was on Haruhi's face.
"What are you waiting for, Kyon?" Haruhi asked demandingly, "Yuki and I both have needs too."
Kyon had the two of them lie on their backs, thought they continued to exchange his seed between them in a sticky, deep kiss. He reached out for Haruhi's womanhood first, parting her lower lips with his fingers and rubbing the tiny nub that was her clitoris. Haruhi's inner folds were slick and warm with yearning. Kyon then turned to Yuki, and did the same with his other hand. He was surprised to find that Yuki's body was just as ready as Haruhi's. He had been certain that the alien girl wouldn't have been capable of arousal, but the evidence was there before him. Expressionless as she was, her body displayed all the signs of wanton desire.
Haruhi and Yuki both seemed to squirm as his fingers explored their inner depths. But it wasn't long before they'd finished lapping up all that had remained of Kyon's release, and so Haruhi turned her attention to Yuki's petite breasts. She was more fond of Mikuru's bountiful chest, and had secretly longed to try this with her first, but Yuki wasn't unattractive, and Haruhi was feeling playful. She took Yuki's soft pink nipple, which reminded her of the Sakura blossoms, into her mouth and teased it with her tongue. Occasionally, she would give a slight nip with her teeth.
Haruhi turned to Kyon, and motioned for him to suckle Yuki's free nipple, an invitation that Kyon did not turn down. Two things happened then that surprised Kyon to no end. He felt a sudden flood of warm liquid from Yuki's inner folds, while at the same time, the alien girl let out a soft cry, a gasp of excitation that he'd never suspected her capable of.
"Kyon," Haruhi gasped, suddenly, "Mmmmm, you're hands feel wonderful, but....NNNnnnnnnn."
Haruhi's body went stiff, and she came with a soft cry. She was gasping for breath, but she wasn't finished. After watching her chest rise and fall rapidly, Kyon couldn't stand it any longer, and he dove in and began to lavish Harhi's soft round breasts with attention, kissing, licking, sucking, and even biting softly. She groaned and arched her back, until she couldn't take it any more, and pushed him away. She turned to Yuki, and began to kiss her way down Yuki's body.
"He made quite a mess out of you, didn't he?" Haruhi said, cradling Yuki's head in her arms, "Well, let me get you cleaned up."
She licked her way down Yuki's flat stomach to the soft folds of her feminine flower. She leaned in, and began to lap away and Yuki's sweet nectar. At the same time, she waggled her rump in the air in a decidedly suggestive manner. Kyon didn't fail to notice, and positioned himself behind her. She held still as she felt the tip of his manhood probing at the entrance to her body. She gasped into Yuki's thighs as Kyon pushed his way in.
Haruhi gasped, and then bit her lower lip to keep from crying out further. She was coaxed into an upright position, and suddenly found Yuki caressing her body. Yuki took hold of one of Haruhi's breasts, and began to lick and suck on it. The alien girl found the act to be somehow soothing, and continued to do so for a bit longer. Then she reached down and slipped a finger between Haruhi's lower lips. She could feel the thrusting of Kyon's member deep inside, but she sought out Haruhi's slitoris, and began to rub it gently.
"Is this pleasing?" Yuki asked.
"Oh, God, Yuki," Haruhi moaned, "You're a natural. Kyon, that feels...ahhhhh.....that feels wonderful!"
Kyon felt a deep welling up within him, and then he felt heat from within, and again, he exploded, this time deep within Haruhi.
Kyon fell back on the bed, feeling out of breath. A glance at the clock told him that he'd been going at it non-stop for twenty minutes. He needed a moment to recharge before he charged into action again. And he did indeed intend to charge into action.
"Yuki," Haruhi lay back in the bed, next to Kyon, "Come over and join us."
Yuki crawled over to them, and Haruhi coaxed her into a 69 position. Yuki licked at Haruhi's flower, tasting both Haruhi's honey as well as Kyon's seed mingled together. She savored the taste. But she was even more surprised to feel not one, but two mouths exploring her own womanhood. Haruhi and Kyon licked up and down her inner thighs and the nectar that flowed out of her. Yuki came with a jolt, her whole body racked with wave after wave of euphoric bliss.
This both enticed and puzzled her. She had never before experienced a lack of control over her own body, not even when Ryoko Asakura had attempted to delete her. This sensation was both intoxicating and alarming to her. That something so powerful could be generated by simple corporeal activities was beyond her comprehension.
Haruhi saw that Kyon was ready again, and she turned Yuki around, and positioned the alien girl's opening over Kyon's erect manhood. Yuki lowered slowly, feeling Kyon enter her, while Haruhi sat on Kyon, squeezing and caressing Yuki's breasts as the alien savored the feeling of having Kyon inside of her.
"This is....beyond words..."Yuki said. She felt herself climax again, flooding Kyon's loins with her release, and prompting him to fill her with his own.
Though her energy should have been limitless, Yuki felt somehow tired, and her eyes felt heavy. She slipped into unconsciousness.

Yuki woke the next morning, still undressed. She was laying in Haruhi's bed, under her sheets, with Haruhi spooning her from behind. She felt the slightest of vibrations in the bed, and realized that Kyon was spooning Haruhi, and also still making love to her.
"You're so insatiable," Haruhi cooed, "Oh, Yuki, you're awake. How do you feel?"
"I feel...complete," Yuki said.
"Yuki," Kyon spoke, "Did you learn what you needed to?"
"Yes," Yuki said, "Thank you both."
"You're welcome to join us again, Yuki," Haruhi said with a grin.
Yuki looked at them both, and Kyon could've sworn that for the slightest moment, a brief fraction of a second, he saw a smile on the face of the alien girl, "Perhaps I will."