Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, or any of the songs in this fanfiction. I only own Sora Kawashima and other OC's
-Prologue-
A girl with long, messy black hair stood tall in her school's court yard, petals falling from the tree's around her due to the changing of the seasons. She tilted her head back, admiring the pink sky and how the tree's made the sight seem as if it were pulled from some animation. As pretty as her school's court yard was, this girl was starting to grow impatient. Earlier in that very school day, she had been told by her mother that her family would be moving to South Korea. Truly, the young girl did not care in the slightest. There was an amazing art school in Seoul that Sora had her eye on, one that made Ouran seem like an already fading memory.
However, the news of the move did cause this fourteen year old girl to work up the courage to confess something she's harbored a secret for many years at Ouran Academy..
As if on cue, a teenage boy with Auburn hair started waltzing his way towards the dark haired girl. She brightened at the sight of him, waving a hand at him, "Hikaru Hitachiin!"
His smile seemed to turn into a sly smirk, which caused the girl's core churn. Nonetheless, she greeted him with a smile. He pulled a neatly folded green envelope out of his pants pocket, "Sorry to keep you waiting... I got your note."
She glanced over at the sloppily written note she had thrown onto his desk earlier
"HIKARU HITACHIIN! Sorry to give this so soon, but can you please meet me in the courtyard after classes end? In that super pretty area, with all those sakura trees! I have something to say to you, so please show up! (^_^) I know it's kind of weird because of how I'm a whole year ahead of you, and I don't really speak to you... Or... At all... But I do actually need to speak to YOU... From, Kawashima Sora"
"Um, no it's no big deal" Sora mentally pinched herself for writing such an awkward note, but her confidence did not waver in the tiniest bit. No matter what, she would tell him what she needed to "Hikaru, I-"
He put a hand up to silence her, "I'm really sorry but I think you've mixed up me and my brother." He messed with a part of his auburn bangs, note still in hand "I'm Kaoru, not Hikaru."
Sora tilted her head and flared her nostrils, subconsciously expressing the fact she was confused. There was absolutely no possible way that she had mixed up the Hitachiin brothers. She had been at Ouran with them since their first year of elementary school, she's watched them grow, talk; there's no way she could have mixed up their desks'. She had never been particularly interested in the Hitachiin's or anything, it's just that people-watching and taking pictures for photography has given her a certain level of observational skills. And what did that skill give her? Talent.
That talent? Telling the Hitachiin twins apart.
"I... I literally couldn't have mixed you guys up." She stated, straightening back up "Not to sound rude, but are you...sure?"
His amber eyes narrowed, all that fake kindness she had sensed quickly breaking down "I know who I am, don't act like you know otherwise"
Sora raised an eyebrow. This was definitely Hikaru; his voice was deeper, his posture was more laid back, his tone had a bite that Kaoru's lacked. But if he's here, where's... Ah.
It took the girl a few seconds to spot the real Kaoru hiding behind one of the tall trees. She rolled her eyes, but did not speak up against the two's shenanigans. Hey, one of the best parts of life is witnessing it's events. And Sora was surely witnessing something most at Ouran would never have the chance to see:
The Hitachiin twins make a fool of themselves.
"Sorry about that, Sora-Senpai." His earlier faux sweetness returned, causing the black haired girl's stomach to twist up in knots "I was actually gonna say this before, but.. Do you think you could like me instead?"
Sora's cheeks heated up. Wait...Like? He thinks...she likes him?
"I always thought you were kind of cool." Hikaru went on, messing with the camera strapped around her neck "Besides, Hikaru already likes someone."
She felt anger bubble inside of her. He thinks she genuinely likes him, and nonetheless plays this sick game with her? "You know what... Kaoru, I'm glad you say I should like you instead of Hikaru."
His smirk deepened, but for a split second, confidence was replaced by disappointment. Sora doesn't care though. She couldn't possibly care about the feelings of this prick. "Oh good, then-"
"I mean!" Sora's eyes flashed, "Why do I even like Hikaru? Why do I like some judgmental little dacryphile* with a mean streak?"
Oh, how she could only dream of taking out her camera out and shoving it in his face. The dark haired girl made direct eye contact with the twin, wanting to memorize every feature on his shocked face. Kaoru stumbled into the tree he was previously fully hidden behind, causing the leaves to quiver and fall.
"If we would start dating, can't you see how quickly I would get tired of him!" Sora exclaimed, putting her hair behind her head "I would grow too weary of dating someone who gets his kicks from acting like an asshole 24/7.
"Maybe I would become bored of your self-aggrandizing attitude that becomes apparent when you do the slightest of activities like reheat a bowl of noodles or vomit."
By now, Kaoru was out from the tree, watching the furious girl insult his brother nonstop. One could also spot a strange blond boy listening in on it as well...
"I think I would be put off by your peculiar obsession with isolation that causes you and your brother-" Sora pointed at Kaoru, who flinched so severely it almost seemed comical "-to skulk around each other, you know... like one of those fancy conjoined twins who kind of hate themselves and each other." She looked over at the blond kid and nodded at the last part
"I think I would grow tired of watching you and Kaoru drape yourselves over every fashion related projects to impress absolutely no one with-" Sora paused, catching a breath "Say, some lacy beige dress that Ayumi Hamasaki* tripped over her own two feet while wearing. Or a nice, elaborate suit-and-tie get up old-money rich men would wear that would make them look even MORE like depressed, alcoholic crones."
Was she done...? No, not quite.
"I think if me and you were to go out, I would one day wake up and smell the roses." Sora swept up three roses out of the pot of flowers to the side of her, twirling around the unresponsive teenager. She started humming, attempting to mock the fake sweet tone he pulled with her earlier, "I need a man who isn't a sexist, self-centered little devil~" She tossed a flower over to the blond boy, "I don't need to be in love with some little bitch who thinks being born a twin was some personal attack on his individuality-" She hurled another rose over to Kaoru, "And I most certainly, don't like some asshat who plays some stupid game like this to mess with a girl's heart."
Shoving the final rose in Hikaru's chest, the dark haired teenager took a few steps back from him. Catching her breath, the young girl couldn't help but smile,
"It's super easy to tell the two of you apart, Hitachiin-San..." She turned on her heel, "I think your brother would've been a better actor than you~"
The blond boy decided to speak up for the first time, "I-I guess there's only one thing I must ask, Kawashima-hime" He motioned towards the green envelope, now crushed in Hikaru's hand among the rose, "Why exactly did you want to meet up with Hikaru?"
Sora blinked a few times. Realization struck her like lightning, and she frantically opened her camera bag, "Oh, I needed to give him something as soon as I could before my flight-"
"Flight?"
The two identical twins looked up in shock at that word. The strange girl paused for a second, before shaking it off to keep searching in her bag, "I'm moving to South Korea- Aha!" Sora pulled out two rectangular pictures, handing one to Hikaru and Kaoru each.
The two pictures were clearly once one picture, but Sora had neatly cut it in half to separate the two boys. It was taken back during the twins' first year of middle school. Hikaru's side was him with his cheek resting in his hand, eyes peering out of the window. Kaoru's side was him drawing something in his class notes, posture straight, but mind clearly not focused on the lecture. Though the two Hitachiin brothers shared the same look of boredom, the pictured captured the two's differences perfectly. Quivering, the two looked up at the picture's photographer in unison movement.
"You two are so stupid, but still extremely photogenic!" She exclaimed, giggling "That's all I wanted to tell you!"
And with a twist on her heel and a wave, she was gone.
I can't write and I suck :-) More to come if y'all like this lol
*Dacryphile: Dacryphilia is the sexual attraction/fetish to tears and making people cry
*Ayumi Hamasaki: A Japanese pop singer that was super popular around the time Ouran takes place
Sora is not a total bitch, she was just very mad!
