Okay, this is my first story and I hope it's good. Please review. This is about Kyoya and an OC character that I made up. Enjoy.
Prologue-
Aria was just a girl. A small girl with beautiful long midnight hair that curled to perfection. Her bright ice eyes pierced through the dark like a light house in a storm. Her flawless skin without blemish was as fair as ivory, only small freckles tarnished her perfect skin. Dark eye lashes rimmed her wise eyes, and the blood red stained across her lips. All in all, she was a true beauty. Flawless and sweet, like a small flower blooming in the harsh desert.
Aria was like a sister to Haruhi Fujioka, and she was always there when she was needed, but poor Haruhi couldn't be there for her. Aria was born into a family from the Mafia in Italy. Her mother died from child birth and her father killed himself after seeing his true love die. Aria was left alone and was raised by the leader, and soon, Aria was the best fighter in their clan, and only at the age of 4. She was then given to Haruhi's father to take care of; she needed to be raised properly.
Aria never learnt her last name and was never told to ask it, but her name was infamous throughout Japan and Italy, and any neighbouring countries. She was feared and many people attempted to attack the small girl in a way to get rid of their fear, but she wouldn't allow it, and she fought and won every battle. The small girl grew up with a cold attitude and only showed love to her new father and sister.
On many occasions, Aria would run away from home for a while to keep her new father and sister out of danger. They understood completely and would always keep the light outside flickering just for her. Aria worked hard at her father's work place as a waitress and she received much money, enough for her to get into a good school and keep away from them. Aria was the same age as Haruhi and they often sent letters to each other about their studies and work.
Haruhi never knew that her long lost sister would come back to her just when her life was changed by the host club.
Chapter 1- Who is that girl?
Haruhi Fujioka was waiting in music room 3 for the bell to ring and for the costumers to come. They had just found out that Haruhi was a girl and their plan for her to pretend to be a boy and repay their dept was going pretty smoothly, until the doors burst open someone wearing black skinny legged jeans, a purple high cut top, black doc martins, bandages wrapped around the persons arms to their elbows and a bowler hat that hat spiky black hairs coming through, burst into the room. All the members were startled by this random encounter that they merely stood still and looked at the unusual person. The girl pounced (it was obvious due to her incredible figure) onto Haruhi.
"I have been looking everywhere for you! Why are you wearing a boy's uniform?" The girl's voice was like sweet bells ringing in everyone's ears. Haruhi smiled immediately and grabbed the girl into a tight embrace.
"It's been too long!" Haruhi stood with the girl still in her arms. "What are you doing here?" Haruhi looked at the small girl with a questioning eye. A smile spread across the girls face and she stepped back slightly to give her friend room.
"I just transferred here today. You still haven't answered my question you know?" Haruhi smiled at her, until the doors opened wide. They looked, only to see a small group of men with tatty outfits and weapons such as pipes, knuckle dusters and small knives. They were obviously from a gang of some sort.
"Oi! You in the hat! Get here, we have unfinished business." The tallest and buffest guy in the lot called out to the small girl, pointing a large sausage finger at her directly.
"Seriously," The girl turned to face them. "You guys need to say something else. Everyone says 'we have unfinished business.' It's kinda boring." She smiled and mimicked the man's actions with a pointed finger at his face. The man grew red in the face and pulled out a man by his shirt and pushed him roughly towards the girl.
"You, attack her!" The smaller man looked towards his boss, then turned to ace the girl. He gripped his pipe tightly in his hand and attacked. The girl smiled and blocked, while grabbing the pipe out of his hand and hitting the back of his knees, then she pushed his head onto the ground and tied his hands and feet together with a ripped piece of his shirt. She turned back to the group of startled men, and smiled.
"Who's next?" She questioned innocently. They all stepped back slightly, but proceeded to attack the girl at the same time. All their efforts were in vain though, as the girl used her agility to manoeuvre around and get them all to the ground. The only man left was the boss, and he was already holding his knife tightly. With a wild roar, he attacked only to miss completely and end up being pushed to the wall hard, weapon less and in complete pain. The knife was held up to his throat, drawing only a small amount of blood. She grabbed his hair roughly and pulled him to the ground, hitting his knees hard.
"Now boss man." She pulled him back to his feet and pulled him towards to face the stunned hosts. "Say 'Sorry' to these boys." She ordered the man to, and he whimpered in fear and did as she wished.
"s-s-sorry." The man said softly and once he was done, she let his hair go.
"Now, if I ever see you or your men in 200 foot radios of this place, then I will personally beat the living day lights out of you." The girl watched the men take her words into account and scurry away with his men right behind him. She turned back to her friend and the boys. She sheepishly rubbed the back of her head and laughed nervously. "I'm really sorry about that, I can't go far without being attacked. I'm really sorry for dragging you into it." She kept her head down, ashamed. It wasn't until she felt a hand in her shoulder did she look up. It was Mori.
"That was really something." He smiled down to her. She was completely startled for a while.
"Um, thank you." They couldn't see, but it was obvious she was smiling.
"Comon Aria, let them see what you look like." Haruhi stepped forward to take the offending hat away from her head. Aria reached out to stop her but was too slow as he hair fell down to its full length, sitting just below her hips. They all gasped in shock at her obvious beauty, they never thought someone who could do all that, could be such a cutie. A blush rose to her cheeks as she looked away, cursing Haruhi at the same time.
"WOW!" The twins said in unison looking intently at her face.
"Now now boys, we mustn't stare." Tamaki tried to turn the attention away from the stunned girl. He then turned to face her with a smile plastered in his face. "It is a pleasure to be in the same room with such a beautiful princess." He then attempted to hand her a rose but the girl refused to take it.
"Um, Haruhi, are you a host?" The girl turned to face her friend. Haruhi smiled at her.
"Yeah, I kinda broke a vase so I have to be a host and repay them back." Aria laughed at her friend placing a soft hand on Haruhi's shoulder. "Hey, it's not funny! I have to spend every day with these guys!" She pointed an accusing finger at the curious boys.
"It's not that bad Haruhi!" The twins placed their arms around Haruhi affectionately. She simply pushed them away and looked towards her friend again, then, she sighed after spotting Tamaki in a depressed state in the corner. Aria saw, and laughed lightly, not wishing to offend the boy.
"Could you tell us who you are?" Mori showed her to a seat and sat down opposite her.
"My name is Aria. I was born and raised in Italy but was taken over to Haruhi's family to be raised properly. I was, actually, in the Italian mafia for some time and I learned to fight there. Obviously, the men were respective; everybody looked after each other like family, so being there was amazing." Aria smiled at the tea set down in front of her.
"Ohhh that's amazing!" She heard a boy say and stand next to her. It was Hani. "Could we have a small fight some time?" He had the biggest most innocent eyes ever, and Aria could never think to fight him. But she wasn't dumb, she had heard many stories about Haninozuka, and it would be a pleasure to fight someone that might be at her level.
"Of course, anytime." She smiled at the small boy, knowing that he was older than she and that he was to be respected.
"Can you guys please stop questioning her? She just got here and you act as if she is going to kill us all!" Haruhi stepped forward and placed a hand on Aria's shoulder.
"It's okay, I don't mind."
"You enrolled here today right?"
"Yeah, I'm actually in your class." Aria smiled towards her friend.
"That's awesome!" Haruhi pulled her into a big hug. Aria smiled and hugged her back, just as eagerly.
"Hey, hey Kyoya, are you okay?" Aria and Haruhi heard the boys run over to him and crowd. They followed after, only to find Kyoya beet red and dizzy on the floor.
"What happened?" Haruhi asked as the twins picked him up and placed him on the couch. Hani and Mori ran to get some water and the twins were about to go as for a doctor when Tamaki stopped them.
"He's okay, just a bit shocked that's all." Once he finished his sentence, he looked towards Aria with a small smile on his face. Aria felt slightly uncomfortable with his stare directed towards her and she shifted nervously.
"Umm, so he is going to be okay?" Aria wanted to get Tamaki's attention away from her. He smiled a dazzling smile and nodded his head.
"Yes, defiantly Aria." Aria smiled and looked down at him, her first time looking at him. He was extremely good looking, no, he was gorgeous. He had silky black hair that was cropped short, his eyes were a dark grey and were slightly open as he was still dizzy. His skin was flawless and shiny in the light and his dark eye lashes brushed against his cheeks every time he closed his eyes. Aria looked away as she felt a blush rise to her cheeks.
KYOYA POV
She was a beauty. Her hair spilled out from the hat and flowed long and soft, her skin was pale and fair, her sparkling eyes lit up like stars in a black empty sky, her dark lashes rimmed her eyes and made them stand out. But that was nothing compared to her deep red, full lips that were slightly open. She looked away as a blush formed over her face, her fringe covered her face and hid her face from him. She was stunning, the epitome of beauty. The next thing Kyoya knew, he was on the floor and the whole room was spinning.
Kyoya opened his eyes to see everyone surrounding him with worried faces. He wanted to tell then he was fine but the sight of the mysterious girl again made him keep his mouth silent. He turned his gaze away, only straining to hear their conversation.
"Umm, so he is going to be okay?" That was the girl, her voice was like a sweet melody.
"Yes, defiantly Aria." Aria. Kyoya snickered to himself. Aria is Italian for Melody.