Lean on Us

Chapter 1

Summary: Drugs, depression, and over protective cousins. These twins are in for a lot coming to Ouran. Can they keep their secret a secret or will the Host Club become too much for them to bear?

Normal speaking, thinking or emphasizing words, foreign languages.

Disclaimer: Really? Would I be writing about this if I owned it? No? Good, we understand each other.

Maybe it's time to change, and leave it all behind.

I've never been one to walk alone, I've always been scared to try. So why does it feel so wrong, to reach for something more? Do wanna live a better life what am I waiting for, cause nothing stays the same, maybe it's time to change.

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Elizaveta and Felicja Amhavya, daughters of Toris Amhavya and Yuki Morinozuka, cousins of Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka, first year transfer student at Ouran Private High School. They are, despite their names, Americans, multilingual Americans. It's no surprise, considering the fact that their mother is from Japan and their father is from Eastern Europe. They speak five languages, English, Polish, Japanese, Hungarian, and Spanish. Why am I telling you this? Because it is important later on, and now, without further adieu, let the story begin.

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FPOV

"Why the hell did we decide to take that damn test again Ve?" I asked my older twin in English. I hated change, it didn't work for me. Sure our lives weren't perfect, but hey, we made it work. And now because of one stupid A- we were shipped to Japan and told to live with our cousins for God knows how long. Apparently we weren't living with just one cousin either, no we had to live with two cousins and all we knew was that they were Japanese. Wonderful, looking for two Japanese teenagers in an airport full of Japanese people.

"Oh just suck it up, Fel. It's not like it's going to be that bad. Besides this could be just the push we need to straighten out our lives."Of course, she had to be the reasonable one. Just like always too, don't get me wrong, I love my twin with all my heart, but sometimes she needs to learn to look at the details, instead of the whole picture. "Besides, we need to find our hosts," she said, switching from English to Japanese.

"Fine," I groaned. We started looking around the airport for anyone holding up any sign that could pertain to us. There were lots of signs ranging from Hey, dumb Anglo! to ¡Estela Ares, vas a la familia de tu! But none that addressed us. "So, see anyone?" I asked, the answer to my question came in the form of a finger pointing directly behind me. I turned around only to see a sign with our last name printed neatly in English. Wonderful, an extremely tall boy and an eight year old. Perfect, God just hates me doesn't he? Now while the 6'4" teenager in front of us wasn't giant due to our 5'11.5" forms, he was still tall. And what's with the clingy eight year old on his back? It's not that I hate little kids; it's just that I don't feel like living with one. We walked over and the little kid ran up to meat us.

"HI! You must be Fel-eec-ja and Eliza-vet-a! I'm Mitsukuni but you can call me Honey and he's Takashi but you can call him Mori!"

"Umm I think you mean Fel-eesh-ya,"

"And Eliza-veeta." I said, finishing my sister's sentence, "And what's with you introducing him? Can't he introduce himself?" We asked in unison. We weren't being rude, we honestly wanted to know.

"He can, but he usually doesn't talk much, right Takashi?"

"Hm." 'Mori', who had a deep voice, hummed in agreement. "We should be going." He said. Honey climbed back on his back and they turned, expecting us to follow. Of course we did, but still, it was kind of rude to not offer to help us with our luggage. Whatever, it'd not like we couldn't take care of ourselves. We got to the limo—yeah limo—and got in. The chauffer, whom I dubbed Jeaves for the time being, started the car and waited for instructions as to where to go. "Home," Mori said, and we were off.

"So why did you guys want to come to Japan?" Honey asked, a few minutes into the awkward silence. My sister and I shared a look and she answered, "Because we needed a change."

"Why, weren't your lives happy?" He asked with puppy dog eyes.

"That depends on what side you were looking through."

"What do you mean?

"Were you looking in," Ve started.

"Or out?" I finished. He let the topic drop after that, and asked more questions, mainly on what our friends were like, what we did back home, and what schools were like. Then he made the mistake.

"So where are you from?"

"Iowa," we answered simultaneously.

"Where's that? Is that like a city or small town?"

"Mitsukuni," Mori said, reprimanding him for his unknown mistake. I had tensed when he said that, it was one thing when people from, say, California or Illinois, didn't know where Iowa was, but someone from Japan that went to such an elite school? No, that's not ok. Ve latched onto my wrist and squeezed. Hard. Hard enough that it hurt. A lot. "It's a state in the middle of The States, Honey." My sister answered coolly. It was almost as if she didn't care that he had mistaken Iowa for some measly city, almost, but not quite. It irked her, just not as much as me.

"We are here, Young Masters." 'Jeaves' called from the front seat.

"Yay! Let's go Fel-chan, Ve-chan!"

"Wait, chan?" We asked, right before he got out.

"Ya, I may not look like it but I'm actually eighteen. Heh heh!" Well, that solved the mystery of why he was so close to Mori, they were the same age, same family, ugh. We got inside and were showed to our room; apparently they had assumed that because the pair of twins they were friends with slept in the same bed, we did to. Oh well, it's a good thing I'm used to sleeping on the floor. I mean, it's not like I had my own bed back home. I set up my bed on the floor before we heard a knock on the door. Mori stuck his head in and told us dinner was ready. We went down to the dining room only to find no adults. "Where are the adults?" Ve asked.

"Our parents are out of the country on business, so it'll be just us for a while, right Usa-chan?" Honey asked his rabbit. We didn't question it, everyone had their own quirks.

"Why are you sleeping on the floor Ve?"

"Um actually, I'm the one sleeping on the floor. Not Ve."

"Oh, sorry Fel."

"Not a problem happens all the time," I said bitterly. "But to answer your question, we don't sleep in the same bed-"

"Then do you need your own room? It'll be no trouble to set up another one!"

"That's not necessary, Honey-san. I didn't have a bed back home so I'm not used to sleeping in one."

"That's terrible! Oh and you can just call me Honey, we are family."

"Thank you Honey and it's not that terrible really. We didn't have a lot of money so we got used to living within our means. Really, it's not as bad as it sounds."

"Ok then, if you say so." The rest of dinner passed by relatively uneventful, until Mori just had to say,

"You two start school tomorrow."

CHAPTER 1: end

Hola there peoples of the internet! What the hell have I done by starting another FanFiction? I should be working on Lies for you, but fear not I haven't given up on it, I'm just waiting for the idea rhinoceros to head but me with an idea. So, new story, I kinda wonder whats gonna happen next, well you'll just have to see now wont you? Updates may or may not be kinda slow, I don't know at this point since I'm a freshman this yeah *gulp* God help the little people, or in this case, the tall people. So yeah, you don't get to know what the twins look like in this chapter but you will soon. OH! The names are Eastern European, Felicja is Polish and Elizaveta is Hungarian, yeah, real creative, steal names from Hetalia. Brava me. Well that's all for now, BAI!

IMAxENIGMAx out. PEACE!