Mirrored

Every single person in the world has had their gender flipped, except for Kyon and Haruhi... they switched places.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the Haruhi universe.

Foreword: ( a message from the author )

Mirrored is a rewrite of Mirror Image, a fanfiction I've written which was put on a three year long hiatus.

No, I kid you not. 3 years ago is when I was infected with this idea of a fanfic. However, three years is far too long for both the readers and the writer. I've lost all of the original files, I've forgotten all the ideas I had for this fanfiction. Due to these circumstances, I've taken the liberty of rewriting the whole thing from scratch - the monologues, the storyline, everything is being rewritten. Only the core concept of people everyone but Kyon and Haruhi being gender flipped remains. Otherwise, you'll find that this is a different, more polished fanfiction. I've grown as a writer in the past two years. I'd like to show it.

This will be the only author's note for the entire fanfiction, so let me clear a few things up.

-This story will be non canon. It's been two whole years since I've read any sort of source material for this fanfiction. Due to licensing issues, the online translation project of the novels has been terminated and removed. I've only read up to the eighth novel, and bits and pieces of the ninth. I can't buy novels 8-11 (to my knowledge, they haven't been released in America yet). Before the online translation was terminated, I bought the first novel and compared it to the online translation. They're vastly different. If I based anything off of the official publishing, the style would be a mix of the two, and it would be messy and... I'm not going to bother with it. Which leads me to my next point.

-This story takes place in the middle of their second year at North High. This would be an alternate canon, where chronologically, events up to their second year have taken place.

-Kyon and Haruhi will act out of character. Like I said, it's been two whole years since I've seen, read, or heard Haruhi. But there's a valid reason in the story as to why they act strangely.

-The anti-SOS Brigade will not make an appearance. I haven't read the ninth novel. I've tried writing another fanfiction involving Sasaki and my interpretation of her character made her dry and just... wrong. Fujiwara, Suou, and the third person are equally as bad. So I've chosen not to include them at all.

One more thing. I write using Word. There might be strange spacing and such, and that's because the Document editor messes things up. I would use the DocX feature, but I'm not familiar with it. So, if you'd like to remedy some of the problems with the spacing and such, you can view the Fanfic using the 1/2 or 3/4 view above. I recommend it for the best reading experience.

That's about it for the Author's Note. Please, enjoy.

Prologue:

Since last December, I've had this thought about Haruhi. I didn't delve into it much, but it's always stayed in the back of my mind. And now that things have finally calmed down and we're just settling into our second year here at North High, I've begun to ponder the thought like a monk. Well, maybe not like a monk, more like Koizumi.

The thought? Haruhi Suzumiya is perfectly capable of acting normal.

Last December is proof of that. Even though it was some strange, alternate universe where the SOS Brigade hadn't been formed, Haruhi was still Haruhi. She was just as touchy as when I met her on the first day of school. She was just as athletic, just as scheming. But there was something different from that Haruhi and the Haruhi I'd spent most of my school year with, something only I could notice and fully understand.

The alternate Haruhi lived a normal life.

She didn't actively search for strange phenomena. She didn't say her introduction about wanting to meet aliens, time travelers, espers, and sliders. The only thing remotely close to her original self was that she wanted to have a mysterious transfer student boyfriend. And if I remember correctly, she had apparently been more sociable in that universe as well.

The Haruhi I know is one that is more eccentric. The Haruhi from that universe was more normal. But they were still one in the same. They were the same person, they had the same thoughts about the wonders of the world. The only true difference between the two was that the alternate timeline one wasn't a catastrophic demigod.

The ending conclusion I've come up to the aforementioned explanation? Haruhi Suzumiya is perfectly capable of acting normal. She just chooses not to.

Knowing her, she probably has some oversimplified reason like "Because it's fun!" or "It's because I choose to be this way!"

Can she at least stop treating us like ants to be stomped on?

Asahina-san probably hates being molested every single day. Nagato is probably indifferent, though considering she had to deal with Haruhi some 15,000 days, she's more likely to be bored with her observing job. Koizumi loves being a obsequious smiling bastard, so he probably wouldn't care either way.

I hate being a packmule.

Will the world see a day where Haruhi acts normal, for a change?

Chapter 1:

These were the thoughts that plagued me on a seemingly normal Thursday morning. I had woken up rather early and couldn't fall back asleep. Haruhi can haunt me even my dreams-that Adam and Eve incident has taught me that well.

The door to my cluttered room slowly opened. Out of instinct, I quickly turned my body, wrapped my head underneath my pillow and feigned sleep. My little sister was just starting her routine attempts to wake me up. She quickly switched off my alarm clock, which I hadn't even noticed had gone off, and began calling my name.

"Kyon-kun, breakfast's ready. You're gonna be late."

Since I didn't wake from her many nudges, she tried a different approach. She picked up Shamisen and placed him on my face. His claws had managed to scrape against my face, causing my immediate 'awakening', followed by yelps of pain.

Ow! Oww! Okay, I'm up… I'm up!

She pulled my hand to the bathroom and handed me my toothbrush. I roughed up her hair a little and quickly cleaned my teeth, before returning to my room to put on my uniform. I snagged a piece of toast on the way out. Keeping a steady, slow pace, I ambled my way up the dreadful hill.

It was the beginning of May, with flowers in full bloom. Golden Week had passed last week, myself having spent time uneventfully with my family. The sun wasn't beating down on me, and a light breeze would arrive every now and then. The daily climb wasn't nearly as dreadful today, thankfully.

I eventually reached the North High's entrance and consequently my shoe locker.

"Oi, what is that?"

Taniguchi said accusingly. Hm?

A note rested on top of my shoe locker.

"Kyon's got a love letter?" Taniguchi grabbed it from my shoe locker and held it teasingly. Hey, give that back! "When did you get a secret admirer?" He said mockingly, ripping it open.

"What the heck is this?"

I snatched it from his hands, took a quick glance at it, and thought the exact same thing.

On the paper was a bunch of smudged lines drawn in abstract shapes. I vaguely remembered something like this. Haruhi's message at Tanabata three-... er, four years ago.

I didn't have any more time to dwell on it, as Taniguchi had begun pulling a confused me towards Class 2-5. Before she could see it, I pocketed the letter and her a quick 'hello' before sitting down. Haruhi didn't respond instead listening to some music with a rather large pair of yellow headphones.

"What's with you today?" I asked.

"None of your business."

Ah, so something like that? Haruhi was being difficult again. Melancholic even.

"What was that?"

Nothing!

Okabe-sensei walked in a few minutes late. I counted this as a blessing. Who knows what Haruhi would have done to me? Disregarding that, I'll probably just get punished later during club.

If you'd like to leave a message before she kills me, leave a note in my shoe locker.

Lunchtime arrived, and the previously melancholic attitude of Haruhi disappeared. "Yes!"She jumped out of her seat, vaulted over a couple of desks and ran out the door.

Thud!

"What was all that about?" Kunikida pulled up a seat. Taniguchi sat next to him.

"She was pissy all morning. What did you say to her?"

Who said I did anything?

I sighed and stood up.

"Where you going?"

"Clubroom." I replied. Taniguchi shot me a quizzical look. "She's probably kicking up a storm right now." That, and I want to ask Nagato what the letter is about.

"Ah, right. Hey, can I eat your lunch?"

I shrugged and walked over to the old school building with a brisk pace. No one was screaming, that was a good sign. I knocked on the door before entering, and saw Nagato sitting in her corner.

Does she ever go to class?

"Nagato? I got this weird paper this morning." I said, pulling the letter from my pocket. She held out her hand for me to give it to her, eyes not leaving her book. "What is it?"

She closed her book, setting it down, and held the paper in both hands. After analyzing it, she blinked. "This is a message written by a variant of myself in a future timeline."

Why did I get it then?

"As before, the message was originally written by Suzumiya. Roughly translated, it means 'I am aware'." Nagato said. I could sense something in her voice. Something was wrong.

"Aware of what?"

"Suzumiya has become self-aware of her existence." Nagato said. Self aware that she's a god? "My future variant has attached a message to it, but-" she paused, instilling a fear inside me that reached my soul. Nagato doesn't pause like that.

"It is fragmented. Disconnected. There are many errors. The last message is incomplete."

Errors? I wonder what that could mean? Will Nagato go out of control again? Maybe I told her to create a message to send to myself, which might explain the errors. But why is it incomplete? "Can you read it?" I finally asked after contemplating all that. "What does it say, exactly?"

"Synchronization is impossible. Memory extracted. Self-aware is uncharacteristic behavior."

I could follow most of that. Nagato used a synchronization four years ago, when myself and Asahina-san (Big) were trapped in that timeline. Her past self and her future self synchronized so they were one in the same. She also did that more recently, in December. However, this time, they couldn't synchronize, which means something was blocking it. Also, why did Nagato say 'impossible'? That's a word I've rarely heard her use before... perhaps I'm overthinking it.

Memory extracted? That seems to be something related to Nagato. If I had to guess, the Data Integrated Entity-thing had to extract some sort of memory from Nagato, probably for analysis or security. Self-aware is uncharacteristic behavior? Well that's pretty much self explanatory. Haruhi wouldn't act like Haruhi if she found out she is a god.

Nagato stared at me patiently, aware that I was lost in thought. I motioned for her to continue.

"Sex orientation reversal."

The hell? I pinched the bridge of my nose. Haruhi, what did you do? Err... what are you going to do?

Whose sexual orientation was changed? I could only hope it wasn't me. Or anyone I knew for that matter. "Okay, next?"

"Kyons..."

Ugh. Nevermind my stupid nickname. "... what about me?"

"That is it."

That's it?

"The message is truncated." She said.

Oh. Well crap.

"What will you do?" Nagato asked, carefully noting my confounded expression. If I hadn't noticed a slight tone change, I wouldn't have known it was a question.

I didn't have an answer.

Ugh... where is Koizumi when you need him?