Long Time No See
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Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club it belongs to Bisco Hatori
I also do not own General Hospital or its plots
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Parings
Tamaki & Haruhi
Kyouya & OC
Mori & OC
Hikaru & OC
Hani & OC
Kaoru & OC
Nekozawa & OC
Renge & OC
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"Obaasan, must we search for your black scarf in this dusty attic? I don't understand what you find so special about that scarf. You've got plenty of them, right?" a girl spoke. She wore her long hair down and her hazel eyes seemed dull in the weak attic light above them. Crates were shoved in corners and cobwebs meshed the ceiling and walls.
"It just very 'important' to me Hitomi-chan?" a woman in her late fifties said. She looked rather young for the way she was. Slim body, long legs; she used to be a model and she decided to keep her image rather young than old. She went by the name of Koshō, or Black Pepper. Her real name was actually Hanako née Hayate Keiko. She watched her granddaughter bend down and searched in an old cardboard box while she looked across some shelves. Books were dusty and seemed brighter than they actually were in the sunlight when the woman pulled up the window blinds. It was a big attic with several roof and ceiling windows and large doors.
"I could have sworn that it was in one of these closets the last time I checked." Keiko was digging through the closet and tossing clothing, shoes and accessories out digging in the dust.
"I know I left it up here though."
"I'm sure you'll find it Obaasan, don't worry too much." Hitomi said looking through some books and placing them back in neatly. She turned around to search in another box, when her dog Hiro came through the door wagging his tail and knocking over the box Hitomi was about to look in. "Hiro! How did you get up here? Look at the mess you've made."
She started to pick up the mismatched articles inside the box. A white baby blanket with green trimmings on the edges with pink heart shaped patterns, a diary with gold embroidery and a silver key to it, a rather large photo album and other simplistic items. Hitomi unlocked the diary with the silver key and opened it. A photograph slipped out from the back of the diary and landed face down. Hitomi picked it and read it. 'My Family' Hitomi read flipping the picture over on the front side.
"There it is! I found it and my 'favorite' pair of floral stiletto heels and sunflower hat. It will do well for my new fashion line, but it needs something else to it." Keiko said continuing to dig around.
Hitomi's eyes scanned the picture. There was a man, a woman and two little girls who looked about the same age. It took her some time to realize that one of the girls was her. She grabbed the photo album from in the box and flipped through the pages. The front page had her name on it in silver letters, but didn't look as if she had the correct last name; it labeled as Fujioka Gina Hitomi. Her last name was Inoue, right? She was sure of it, or that was at least what her grandmother told her.
"How do you like this dress for your next concert Tomi-chan?" Keiko said peeping out of the closet. She saw the girl holding the box she wished she never found.
"So…you lied to me?" Hitomi said holding the box tightly.
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Prologue: Long Time No See
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"Hitomi, would you like to know the truth?" Keiko asked the girl. She didn't cry, which was at least a good sign for now. They sat in the living room and Hitomi clutched onto the photo album tightly.
"There's a tradition in the family. When either one of the parents of a child with another sibling dies, the younger child is sent to live with either their aunt and uncle or their grandparents. When your mother died I decided to take custody of you, because a child born after the first is proven to be no longer 'valuable' towards the family of a single parent; so I decided to adopt you and your aunts and uncles had no time to spare to take care of you." Keiko said.
"How did mama die?" Hitomi asked innocently.
"A car accident that left her brain dead; I just didn't want what happened to your mother to happen to you. When your grandfather Roger died, I had to send her to an abusive relative since both my parents were deceased and so were his and neither of us had siblings. At the time you were sick and in the hospital…"
"I was in the hospital?" Hitomi ears perked up sadly at the new found information.
"You had Kawasaki's disease. Your father was devastated and your older sister, Haruhi had a hard time understanding and coping with the losses. I really don't like your father he didn't seem like the right person for your mother Kotoko, but he said something intelligent for once when he knew your mother was practically dead and you were dying. He asked to give you a heart transplant so that you'd be able to live happily and he knew very well that I'd take you away afterwards. I felt horrible to do such a thing to him and Haruhi, but I would not be the first person in the family to break the tradition. It would be dishonorable and the last he every saw of you was after the surgery. He said 'I have to listen to her heart beat one last time, so that I know that Hitomi is alive and that Kotoko lives on.' It was rather sad to watch him leave with Haruhi and for me to leave with you, but I needed to do what I had to do. I was too stubborn at the time and now I'm willing to do what you want."
"Can I see them? Papa and oneesan, even if it's one glance. I'll be good granddaughter so you can take me to them. I promise to good." Hitomi grabbed onto her sleeve and shook her arm. "Please
Obaasan, I beg of you!" Hitomi cried.
"Again, I repeat: Willing to Do What You Want!" she said throwing the girl off her arm.
"Okay then I'll go dress. Get the car warmed up!" Hitomi said running up the stairs at full throttle. She put on white capris with multiple gold glittering stars on it. She put on a strapless yellow shirt and a white jacket over it. She slid on a pair of yellow espadrilles and white and yellow beaded bracelets and necklaces. She put a white hair clip on the left side of her hair and a yellow on the right to hold her bangs away from her eyes and then put her hair into a high ponytail. She quickly applied a little bit of eye shadow and some lip gloss and grabbed her white purse and ran down the stairs recklessly.
Her unfortunate ability to be so clumsy caused her to trip onto the fourth to last step, but was caught safely by her cousin Yukito.
"You, why are you at Obaasan's house? Shouldn't you be with a girl?" Hitomi said standing up and dusting herself off.
"You're welcome, and how was your day?" Yuki said looking down on the girl. His twin sister Momoe and their little sister Amaterasu stood behind them quietly. Well, at least one of them was. Momoe was screaming 'Kawaii' at the top of her lungs just looking at Hitomi's choice of clothing for the day.
"Let's go, everyone's waiting in the limo." Amaterasu said. 'So much melancholy…It burns' Hitomi thought staring down at the girl. Black hair and evil teal colored eyes.
"But this was supposed to be my reunion, not yours!" Hitomi whaled. Tears pouring out her eyes like a waterfall. Yuki picked her up and threw her in the limo.
"Hi Hitomi-chan!" three girls squealed.
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They arrived at an apartment building. Keiko was busy making calls about things Hitomi didn't understand.
"Remember Hitomi, things may not be what you expect." She said stepping out the limo as the chauffer, Toni helped her out.
"Have you told her yet Madam Keiko? You know, about her father and bisexuality, it might confuse her." He whispered to her.
"No. I know she's naïve and sort of a clumsy ditz, but you've got to give the girl some credit." Keiko whined.
"Yes, give credit to where credit is do, I suppose. Then again…"
"She's slow." Keiko finished his sentence.
"Obaasan, can Toni come with us?" Hitomi asked grabbing one of his arms from behind his back.
"That depends. Oi Toni, you got something to do?" Keiko said.
"Nothing of importance or that is necessary, Madam Keiko." Toni answered. Hitomi squealed and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you so much Toni! I'll repay you in any way, but for now onward to victory!" Hitomi said running to the Fujioka apartment. She calmly rang the doorbell. She was going in headstrong, unprepared into the demeanor of embarrassing herself entirely. The door opened to reveal a girl about an inch or two taller than her. Short brown hair pinned back with four pink hairpins. She was wearing a pink boatneck t-shirt with Demin overall dress and pretty pink ankle strapped heeled sandals.
"Ah, Haruhi…your Obaasan has traveled far to see you and…" Keiko said entering the threshold and seeing six different guys sitting in the in the room drinking tea and cake. "I see you have company. Which is your husband?"
"Obaasan, it is…nice to see you again. These are my 'friends'…" Haruhi said while Keiko held her hands.
"No, it's alright Haruhi, I understand if you want to become a slut—" Keiko continued.
"Obaasan…" Haruhi said.
"Just as long as you don't make the mistakes that I did when I had your mother at eighteen—"
"Obaasan, please stop…" Hitomi tried to interject.
"It was foolish of me. I mean your grandfather was good in bed but—" Amaterasu grabbed a cake from off the table and shoved it down the woman's throat.
"I do not want to know the creation of my father." She spoke with threatening voice it scared the woman who was still trying to swallow the cake. She sat down in the corner on the couch farther away from everyone else trying to wash it down with the water Toni had given her.
"Matte-chan, there were better ways of going about that situation…" Suzumu said shyly twiddling her thumbs together. Her burgundy hair was tied into low pony tails and her pinkish colored eyes and braces gave her a look of pure innocence. She was sitting down next to Mori who was quiet and watched the show, which Hani seemed to enjoy greatly.
"No there wasn't, Suzy-chan. We still haven't figured out a way to stop her from telling embarrassing the family name, unfortunately." Yuki said sitting down at the kitchen table in the other room. Haruhi seemed confused about the sudden arrival, but it just seemed to say 'More Work' which she did not want.
"Haruhi, you never told us about your lovely relatives. Even such as beautiful as your grandmother." Tamaki said kissing her hand.
"I felt it wasn't necessary for you know. Besides she not all that pretty…" Haruhi said solemnly seating the rest of her guest and handing out teas and cakes. Dejectedly Tamaki and Keiko sat in the corner of the room growing mushrooms. Both Hitomi and Haruhi noticed their unruly behavior and contradicted it.
"Obaasan/Tamaki stop growing mushrooms in people's houses. How many times do I have to tell you for it to register into your thick skull?" Hitomi and Haruhi shouted at the same time which caused people in the room to stare.
"Anyways, that's not even the reason for which we cam, right Tomi-chan?" Momoe drawled out with a yawn. Izumi had handed her some crayons and a coloring book to keep her occupied. Apparently it was working for Hani as well.
"Right…" Hitomi said biting into a piece of a peach pie. "Haruhi do you know who I am…I mean the person that you see in front or you?" Haruhi looked down at the strawberry tea she had filled with honey. She seemed to have smiled a bit before laughing.
"I can remember you, my sister. It may seem like I lean into the sorrow of knowing I lost my mother by accident to save my sister. But I am grateful to know that you are well." Haruhi said. The twins were sitting on the couch eating popcorn like they were watching a movie. Hitomi always told herself that she could never bring herself to cry.
"I always say that in a time of despair, crying can only make it worse no matter how good it feels to do it." Hitomi said challenging her tears that wanted to fall. "I felt that I was always just a person, unexpected to do much, but always wanted to do more. I hope that you do not resent me as a sister…"
"I do not, though I wonder how father would react if he were here." Haruhi said.
"Daughter, it is alright! Daddy's here and he loves you very much! Don't be sad!" Tamaki said hugging the girl making her giggle. Keiko rolled up a nearby newspaper and swatted him in the head.
"Don't touch her you hooligan!" Keiko shouted at him with large angry eyes and her fist clenched. She turned around to dust Tamaki's germs from Hitomi and asked her "Do you still have your innocence, Hitomi-chan, because if you don't Obaasan can take care of the one who caused you to lose it."
"At least now I know how Otosan would react." Haruhi said watching her grandmother abuse Tamaki.
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Well this is my first story for OHSHC I hope you like it. I'll stop writing if you don't...
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