The Art of Prank
"Good morning class." the teacher said loud enough that the room of students silenced themselves in immediate response.
"Today, we have two new students joining us for the rest of the year. They are from America, so Japanese isn't their strongest language. Please welcome Rosalina and Charlotte."
The two newest students stood tall, however they weren't very tall at all. One stood taller than the other with a soil color for hair that went down to her shoulder blades. Hazel eyes belonged to both of them, however the shorter on with straight, thick, dirty blond hair had a bluer appearance to the eyes then the other who was green and brown.
"Please say hello." It was a demand that many- the new students could tell- would rather not obey to, but they all said in unison, "Hello Rosalina and Charlotte." Like it was some long lived ceremony.
"Hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Charlotte." The taller one smiled brightly and waved. Rosalina did too and then they both sat down in their seats next to each other.
"America huh? Shall we have some fun with them after class Hikaru?" the two new students heard from the back of the classroom. "Let's." Both voices were exactly the same.
The new students looked at each other, and knew that they were thinking the same thing. Trouble. Why was it always in the form of a boy?
The class was over in no time at all, but the Americans had already learned all the lessons for that day the night before for this reason:
New kid pressure was always distracting and sometimes violent, so to be able to focus on socialism was essential. So, instead of stressing on lessons and bullies and the same time, they could plot the trouble maker's pride's death while everyone else learned the lesson already engraved in the tomb of evil that is their noggins.
One thing could be noticed by anyone: They were always standing next to each other. Never leaving the others side in the hallways during the lunch hour, and not during class.
They never spoke either, unless it was to each other and it was in English so almost all students couldn't tell what they're sayingThe at first friendly Charlotte was now hostile towards anyone that looked at them, the people who dared look were then scared to be in the same room as her. Rosalina was always smiling, but not in a cute, childish way. Her smile gave people the creeps. The girls gained these reps after six hours.
Those six hours, a certain set of red head twins were observing them. So was another. This other got to them first.
"Good afternoon ladies." The transfers both turned to the first person to talk to them personally. Charlotte did not scare this one and didn't try to for he scared anyone he walked by as well.
His face was hard to see, but for what the Americans could tell, he had black hair and pale skin in a black wizard cloak. The most noticeable thing was that he had a pale cat puppet on his right hand.
"I am Umehito Nekozawa. I am the president of the black magic club here at Ouran. I was wondering if you two girls were interested in the dark arts."
As a matter of fact, they both were. However, Rosalina was more cautious about it then Charlotte.
"If you join the club you will get a free Belzeneff doll. With this doll, you will be able to curse anyone who you dislike."
Though Nekozawa didn't seem to care, many people were terrified of the idea of Charlotte getting a hold of cursing powers.
"I will not need a doll. Just a spell book." Charlotte stated.
"You mean you'll join?" The dark teen was obviously surprised someone would actually join such a club.
"Yes. Where do I sign up?"
"Oh! You don't have to I have you in my mind."
He ranted on to his doll as he ran down the hall excitedly.
"Are you sure you want to get involved in demon magic?" Rosalina asked warily.
"Pfft! I doubt that demon magic should be any concern of mine. Do not worry princess."
"But if you use any, they might be able to track us!"
"Calm yourself Rose. Please. We would not want to attract any… Negative attention…" Her eyes swiveled to a column where two red heads were listening on their English spoken conversation.
The twin boys were, you guessed it: Hikaru and Koaru Hitachiin. Both of them had listened to the entire conversation both trying their hardest to decipher the English.
"Did they join?" Hikaru asked his twin.
"Not sure, I couldn't hear."
"Couldn't hear what?" a voice demanded from behind them.
They both screamed in shock and tried hiding behind each other. Charlotte stood above them, glaring down at them. Rosalina's smile was gone, and her blond hair made her seem more evil then ever before.
"Nothing! Nothing! We were just... confused as to what that evil person was saying to you."
"Evil? Bah humbug. He might have such an aura as a demon, but he is not one I assure you." Charlotte crossed her arms and glared into Koaru's eyes and he felt like she was going to eat him or something.
"Your lucky this time. But don't eavesdrop again."
The twins nodded fast enough you could barley see their faces.
"Hikaru, and Koaru right?" Rosalina pointed accordingly. Charlotte nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, that's your names right?" They both nodded, but at that time, if she said that their names were Fluffy and Poof, they would have agreed.
"I'm terribly sorry ladies." A soft voice purred from in front of them. Behind the terrified twins, was a tall blond boy. Purple eyes shone in his human stature, but the girls saw much more to that.
"Oh great, another prince of covered agony." Charlotte said plainly.
"Were these two bothering you?" He asked, unfazed by the statement.
Rosalina starred at the handsome figure, then smiled evily. One wouldn't have noticed her hand behind her back until it was too late. She slowly brought the hand forward and showed everyone her Belzeneff doll.
"Oh, where did you get that from?" Charlotte asked.
"I stole it from that weirdo when he was walking away. He had about fifty in his cloak, he wouldn't know the difference..." She shoved the doll a bit more towards the blond boy then anyone else. "But I'm sure this young man will. Do you know who this is?" She said in a voice that was soothing, but creepy at the same time.
"Be-be-bel..." The blond started backing away slowly.
"Yes, that's right. Belzeneff." She smiled brightly and tilted her head. "Would you like to touch him? I don't know how to curse anyone yet, but I will soon."
Why she brought up that statement was beyond anyone elses comprehension.
"So, what's your name?" Hikaru tried to save his leader from a seizure and spoke up quietly, still under Charlotte's foot who was not aware that she had put it there.
"You were in class when they said our names right? And you were listening in on our conversation, so you should know our names by now." Charlotte glared down at him.
"Go ahead. Pet his ear Tamaki." Rosalina smiled like a mad man and shoved it closer to him.
"Whoa!" Koaru screeched.
"She knows your name?" Hikaru couldn't believe it.
"We did a heavy study on all the students at the school before we allowed our mother to enroll us. We know all about Mr. Suoh."
At this, all three gulped.
"All students?" The trio shuddered.
"Well, it doesn't really count for some students, we just did a read through. We only remember a few." Charlotte mused, seeming to calm down a bit and that had the others atleast easing a slight bit. What was about this girl that was so freaky?
They all sighed in relief.
"However." They all tensed at Charlotte's speaking. "I would like to meet the one that goes by Honey. I wish to test his fighting abilities."
"Huh? That wasn't the plan." Rosalina stopped taunting Tamaki for a few seconds to give Charlotte a glare, as if this sort of thing happened often.
"Oh we have plenty of time. There are many things I wish to do before the year ends." The taller smiled like a child, still towering over Koaru though she was shorter then almost everyone in the school. She starred at the three boys in front of her, studying them, the blonde doing the same. Something about the eyes of the brunette though, they weren't right.
"Sorry, we don't know who your talking about." Tamaki stuttered. "If you please, could you put the doll away now?"
"What did you say? My Japanese isn't very good." Rose said childishly.
Charlotte sighed, just remembering that they were trying to not attract any negative attention, and well, not doing a very good job.
She saw the other people whispering and gossiping, and heard that most of the conversations were about them and they're… confusing back round. Confusing as in, they just appeared on the surface of the earth seemingly out of nowhere, and their Mother being some sort of insane person who's really good in politics and persuasion. Now their family owns a very large weapon facility and business in America. All in a short period of four years. There were many suspicions and rumors about them coming to Japan for not so good reasons.
"Rose, another time. For now we must get to our next class which is…" She looked at a paper from her pocket and peered at it. "Conversational French."
The twins gulped. They had that class next. It was their last one too thank god, then it would be to the host club.
"Good day." Charlotte said in English. Adding a British accent for the fun of it.
"I'll let you play with Belzeneff later okay?" Rosie smiled again and skipped off behind Charlotte, leaving the terrified trio to be examined by the concerned teacher who commented that they looked like they had seen a ghost.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. This is a partner story with Mythology Rose. She's a close friend of mine and we go way back since like, four years ago I think it was? Yeah. About that amount of time. It's long distance writing. Haha I made a funny.