Hi this is my first Ouran High School Host Club (and it is a MorixOC) I accept all constructive criticism, but nothing rude please :) So please, do enjoy this chapter, and I will endeavour to update again ASAP, as well as try and update my other on-going stories XD
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the original OHSHC characters, they all belong to the great Bisco Hatori. I only own my characters and this storyline.
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Prologue
'Meeting the Host Club'
"Minori! Get up or you'll be late for school."
Five more minutes…
"MINORI FUJIOKA IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HAVE FIVE MORE MINUTES, YOU ARE MISTAKEN YOUNG LADY!"
Dammit.
The teen yawned, sleepily, and emerged from her duvet cocoon, glaring at the annoying crack of sunlight that broke through the curtains and pierced her light grey eyes. Paws stretched in front of her face and claws extended dangerously close to her eyes. A disgruntled mrow sounded from the large, fat, white lump draped across her stomach and Minori laughed, reaching over to stroke her cat on the head.
"Morning, Shibō, my fat boy. Time to get moving."
Blue eyes squinted back at her and the Japanese Bobtail yawned, stretching, before he jumped up and ran out the room to get his breakfast. Minori shook her head and then jumped out of her bed, folding away the futon and starting her daily routine – which always involved her nearly falling on her piano, that just-about fitted in her room.
Soon the 16-year-old was walking into the kitchen dressed in her new school uniform – slim, black trousers with a pair of black pumps, a white shirt with a black tie, which had a deep purple line running through the centre of it, and a light-blue blazer that had the logo of her school embroided upon it: Ouran Academy. Her auburn hair was tied back in a messy ponytail that was already slipping out when she closed the sliding door.
"Ahhh, the Sleeping Beauty doth finally emergeth!"
Minori rolled her eyes at her father's remark as she was greeted by him with a side hug and a kiss on the forehead. "Oh haha, morning Mum, morning Dad." She said cheerfully, returning the hug.
"Let me look at you then," Noboru held his daughter at arm's length, "well at least the uniform fits, even if it is a boy's one."
The shorter girl raised a quizzical eyebrow and folded her arms. "And whose fault is that for giving me a gender-neutral name that the school sent both types of uniform?"
He raised his hands. "I blame your mother entirely."
"I heard that Nobu!" Was the shout from his wife, who was in the next room working, "I'll have you know that I was completely under the effects of gas-and-air when I decided Mino's name!"
"See I told you it was her fault!"
"You did nothing to change it, you said she didn't even look like a girl."
Their daughter folded her arms, "Wow, you are both great parents, you know that?"
She smirked and then sat down at the table and started on her breakfast, chatting away to her dad, while the sound of her mother typing away in the next room filled the air. The Japanese man smiled at his daughter, who'd quietened down suddenly and was poking away at her cereal with a spoon, and nudged her elbow.
"Nervous for your first day, Kabocha (Pumpkin)?"
Her eyes lifted to look at him and she shrugged. Biting the inside of her cheek, she muttered at her bowl, "Just wish I didn't have to do today…I hate new schools, especially with all the rich people."
First days at new schools was something Minori was used too. Both her parents were travelling writers, and her father had met her mother when he'd been in Britain working on a novel. After they were married and had had Minori, they'd decided that they would move back to Noboru's home in Japan to live close to his brother and his daughter, Haruhi, when Minori was 16.
Her dad shook his head with a weak laugh. "I know, Kabocha, but this time you'll be at school with your cousin."
"But not in the same year, 'cause I'm older. And the only reason I got into Ouran was because both you and Mum won awards for your latest books, so I got that literary scholarship." She said with a sighed and continued to dip her spoon in and out of her cereal.
Noboru scratched his chin and looked at his daughter with concerned, grey eyes. At 16, she really should've gotten past the "nerves on the first day", especially seeing as she'd been to several different schools.
Perhaps it's because it's Ouran Academy. The kids there aren't exactly normal.
He took her hand and gave it a kiss.
"Hey," she looked over at him, "you'll be absolutely fine, darling, ok? Once you get past today, you'll make great friends and have Haruhi there, and then it's off to college or university."
"…ok."
"And hey, I'll make some motoyaki and a stew pot for dinner tonight? We can have Haruhi and Ranka over for dinner?"
Her eyes lit up and she smiled. "Ok!"
Her dad looked at her with a curious expression. "You didn't play up the nervous act just to get some motoyaki did you?" He said, pinching her cheek.
Minori looked away and smirked. "Nooooooo, would I do that? Am I such a manipulative child that I would do that?"
"Yes." Shouted Susan from the study.
They both laughed and finished their breakfast. Minori then washed up the dishes and ran to get her satchel, and do her teeth. Soon the auburn-haired girl was grabbing her boxed-lunch off the counter, and patting Shibō on the head as he munched away at his breakfast.
"That's me off! I'm going next door to invite over Uncle Ranka and get Haruhi!"
"Ok darling, love you!"
"Love you too, Mum!"
"Good luck, Kabocha!"
"I'm not 6, Dad…but thanks!"
She closed the door to their flat and ran along the short distance of the landing to the next door – the home to the other half of the Fujioka family. Minori knocked before entering and kicking off her shoes.
"Hey, it's Mino!"
Her uncle, who was in the middle of doing his bright red hair, it was high and tangled in curlers, ran out of the living room with a loud cry of "Minori!". He gave her a tight hug and they began chatting whilst she waited for her younger cousin to finish getting ready. Minori also took this time to say a quick prayer to her aunt's memorial. It'd been ten years since she'd died.
Still can't quite believe it. Miss you, Aunt Kotoko, hope it's nice up in heaven.
"Hey, Minori, ready to go?"
The auburn-haired girl stood and smiled at her short cousin, picking her bag off the floor. Haruhi looked very smart in her Ouran uniform, which was also a boy's, but that was because the school didn't know that Haruhi was a girl…a fact that still had Minori in shock.
"Yeah."
"Bye you two, have fun at school!" Shouted Ranka after them as they left.
The pair of cousins chatted away as they walked to school. Minori kept making comments about the "Host Club" that Haruhi had recently become a part of.
"So, will I get to meet the "Hosts"?" She commented, laughing as they reached the bright pink building that was Ouran Academy.
Haruhi raised her brown eyes and shrugged, quite nonchalant about the whole topic. "Only if you want to be fawned over by a bunch of goofballs."
"I'm sure it's not all that bad." Minori said with a chuckle, in an attempt to amuse her cousin.
"Well, no, but my eight-million-yen debt isn't going to go away anytime soon, that's for sure."
The older girl let out a long whistle through her teeth as she heard the unimaginable amount of money. Granted neither of the girls were poor, but the sum of that vase was a distant dream to them.
"Eight million is a ridiculous price for a vase! All they are good for is holding flowers."
"I'm pretty sure it was decorative."
"That's even more useless!"
The pair laughed, but then had to separate as they reached the end of the courtyard. They promised to see each other for lunch, and for when Haruhi had to go to the Host Club at the end of the school day. Minori then went to find the reception, ignoring the whisperings from quite a few of the rich kids as she brushed past them.
"Oh my god, look at that girl."
"Is she wearing a boy's uniform?!"
"So unladylike."
Good thing I ain't trying to be a lady.
Once she had collected her timetable from reception, Minori began her attempts to find Class 2-A. The bell had only just started chiming when she sped-walked in and sat at an empty desk in the second row. She immediately frowned as her vision was blocked by the back-of-a-head of a dark-haired boy with glasses.
Guess this is why no one sits here.
In the brief minutes before the teacher arrived, she studied the rest of her classmates. A gaggle of noisy girls had surrounded someone…Minori could only really make out the top of some blonde hair, and she couldn't help, but roll her eyes as they all began squealing as the someone said something.
Urgh, girls.
She pulled out her books and settled down for her first class.
…
Well, all-in-all, not a completely awful day, Minori thought to herself as she stretched her arms and waited outside the first-year's library - where Haruhi was studying.
Her classes had gone well and she hadn't drawn too much attention to herself, and had hidden away in one of the libraries with Haruhi at lunch time – although a few girls had approached her cousin, with the opinion that she was a boy, and had glared at Minori: who'd been sat reading and ignoring them.
Her attention was drawn away from her thoughts as a flash of blue whooshed past her. She blinked and saw that it had been her cousin, who was now charging down the corridor, and began chasing after her – calling her name.
"H-h-haruhi! Jesus, you're fast," she puffed, clutching at her side, "…Haruhi, wait up!"
Ahead of her, Haruhi was muttering about how late she was going to be. She hadn't even told the Host Club that her cousin was coming, but in her gut, she felt that at least Kyoya would know of Minori's existence.
"I'll never hear the end of it if I show up late!"
They ran up a set of stairs, round several corners and down a few corridors, before they ended up outside Music Room 3 – or the abandoned music room, as Minori had heard it be called. Haruhi pushed the door open and the two girls were met, and blown back, by a wave of scorching heat.
"Oh my god," gasped Minori, feeling a bead of sweat form on her brow, "I thought it was spring?"
"Welcome!"
Finally, Minori set her eyes on the Host Club, just as a toucan – Where the heck did they get a toucan?! – thundered down onto Haruhi's head.
"You finally made it, Haruhi. You're so late." Spoke two identical voices, from two identical, ginger twins.
The Hitchaiin twins?
The blonde-haired boy, who'd been sat in a throne, and who looked vaguely familiar to Minori, stood and flourished his arms about as he spoke.
"Oh, my dear Haruhi, I see you've brought a new guest into the bosom of our good company!" He said in a manner which made it nearly impossible for Minori not to laugh, she covered her mouth with her hand as she contained a snort. She froze as the half-naked boy drew close to her face, cupping her cheek and stroking her bottom lip as he gazed deeply at her with his purple eyes. He was awkwardly close for someone she hadn't met properly.
"And what a peculiar tropical bloom you have brought. Like you she wears a boy's uniform, but is so obviously a young lady. A young lady with hair kissed by fire and eyes like deep marble…perhaps you have followed our young Haruhi, here, to see the wonder that is the Host C-"
"Pffahahahahaha."
She couldn't hold it in any longer. Minori's laughter echoed throughout the tropical paradise, which was supposedly a music room, as she accidentally sprayed a little spit onto – who she correctly assumed was – Tamaki's face. "Oh god, Haruhi, you said he was a tad eccentric, but I didn't actually believe you! Who talks like that? This is the 21st century, not the Middle Ages."
The girl wiped a tear from her eye as her cousin smirked at her. Tamaki gasped and recoiled in shock, wiping spit out of the corner of his eye as a purple cloud descended over his head.
"E-eccentric? What have you told this girl, Haruhi?! Who even is she?"
"Minori Fujioka." Said a voice behind him. Instantly the girl recognised the boy from her class – Kyoya Ootori, or otherwise known as the Vice President of the Host Club. "Age 16, recently returned to Japan after living in England for 2 years, China prior to that and Canada before that. Parents are both writers, and she is here because of a literary scholarship. She is also, Tamaki, in our class. Oh, and Haruhi's cousin."
The bespectacled boy didn't even need to look up to know that the auburn-haired girl's jaw had dropped with both amazement and fear. How…how the fuck did h-he?!
"Haru-chan's cousin? Wow! She's really cute isn't she, Takashi?" The tiny boy, who she thought to be Honey-senpai, said. His wide hazel eyes stared at Minori, as he jumped down and ran over to her, brandishing a pink, stuffed rabbit and dragging the tallest boy behind him.
The tall boy looked down at her, taking in her appearance, before blankly nodded and answering with a, "Yeah."
Their grey eyes connected, but Minori couldn't hold Mori-senpai's intimidating gaze for long as Kyoya and Haruhi began talking again. Tamaki had retreated to a corner to sulk and grow mushrooms, while the twins observed the encounter of the new arrival.
"No offence Kyoya-senpai, but I'd rather you didn't research the history of my cousin without her knowledge." Haruhi spoke up, moving her tiny frame in front of her small cousin.
"Do you have a problem with the way we run our club, Haruhi?" asked Kyoya with a disguised smirk, as Haruhi's shoulders began to hunch over with irritation. "Be careful what you say, you owe us eight million yen, remember."
Before anyone else could speak, Minori found her voice and cut over the noise of them room. "Um, actually, that's why I'm here. I'd like to talk about my cousin's severe debt with your club."
"Oh?" Echoed every other voice in the room.
"Yes," smiled Minori, feeling a small surge of confidence. "To what degree is my cousin responsible for the damage and breakage of that vase?" She said, folding her arms and rising an eyebrow at Kyoya.
Tamaki turned out of his mushroom corner, the twins stretched their ears, Honey paused mid-cake-bite, Mori raised an eyebrow and Haruhi's jaw dropped. Kyoya merely smiled and looked at his laptop.
"Your cousin is fully responsible for the breakage of a rather expensive vase, and is thus working off her debt by acting as a host. She needs to get 1000 people to request her services for the debt to be fulfilled."
"I see. Did she deliberately break the vase?"
"Pardon?"
"Did she enter the room with the intent of smashing the vase?"
"Haru-chan said she was looking for a place to study." Piped up Honey, with a smile.
"Thank you," replied Minori, before turning back to Kyoya, "so she had no intention of breaking the vase prior and after her entering the room?"
"No, she did not."
"And was the damage inflicted on the vase solely her own fault?"
They all blinked at her.
"I'll explain, was my cousin provoked and accidentally broke the vase? Or did she stumble and accidentally break it?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, if she isn't solely responsible, then it's hardly fair that her debt is so high."
"Well, the boss did kind of crowd round her." said one twin.
"Yeah, he was all in her face which caused her to stumble back." Said the other.
Minori turned back to the boy she'd been addressing. "So, it wasn't entirely Haruhi's fault. Part of the blame also falls on you," she pointed at the blonde boy, "Tamaki."
Kyoya smirked and folded his laptop closed. "It would appear that you are right."
"MUMMY DEAR!"
Tamaki stood and began shaking Kyoya's arm, but the latter looked disinterested as he continued his conversation with the new arrival to Music Room 3. "What do you propose then, Miss Fujioka?"
Mori hid the smile that crept onto his face from all, but Honey, as Minori spoke. "I propose that Haruhi's debt be halved and that Mr Suoh, here," she jerked her thumb at Tamaki, "also pay the other half of the vase."
A brief moment of silence fell as the room watched the third Ootori son. He let out a small chuckled before offering his hand, which Minori took. "It appears we have a deal."
Haruhi could feel a small smile creep onto her face as the pair shook.
Somehow, I think bringing Mino along will pay off quite nicely!
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