Hey guys! So this is my very first fan fiction and I'm super nervous about sharing it with everyone. Hope you like it!
Music blared overhead and mixed with the laughter and idle talk of the people in the room. At first glance, they appeared to look, dress and behave exactly as high class society in Japan. The women all wore dresses of high end designers, some of them costing so much money they could probably feed an entire third world country, and the men wearing sunglasses, shoes, expensive leather, giving them an effortlessly cool edge. They all flashed smiles at each other that would put even the brightest stars to shame and when they looked at you, one got the feeling of being judged as inferior and the stake of their condescension drove through your heart. Yup. They were exactly like the Japanese. But there was one main difference; they were Americans.
"Urgh. American music is so...dirty, how can they all be so calm about it." Haruhi said as she glanced around the room in disgusted amazement. In one hour, she had heard more about sex, drugs and crime than she had ever cared to hear but the fact that it was in tune with catchy dance beats was just, well, down right strange. "Remind me why we're here again?"
Her boyfriend Tamaki looked away from the mini hot dogs he and the twins had been fawning over and smiled down at his girlfriend. "Now Haruhi, have you learned nothing from being in the host club? There's a time and a place for work and seriousness but you really need to let loose once in awhile." Then he switched into hyper-overdramatic mode, "And besides what better way to understand American culture than to attend casual social functions with our peers while eating these delicious mini-hotdogs! Haruhi, just look at them! They're tiny, yet strangely filling!"
Haruhi just simply started at him in confusion. "Yeah, whatever you say..."
She was just about to turn away and walk in search of Mori and Hunny, who would hopefully be a little more calm than Tamaki, when she suddenly felt someone come up behind her, and heard a smooth, masuline voice "Hmph. And I though Rachel was an idiot, but this guy puts even her to shame."
She looked over her shoulder and saw a boy who appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen, 5'10 with tousled brown hair that had streaks of pink in it and which was swept casually to the side so as not to get in his eyes, which were green with flecks of blue. He wore a dark gray v-necked vest over a black dress shirt with the top buttons undone, a pair of dark skinny jeans and black Converse sneakers. He saw her looking at him and smiled warmly. Tilting his head slightly to the side, he asked "You're Haruhi Fujioka right? The exchange student from Japan." He extended his hand to her. She shook it, "Yes and may I ask who you are?" He smiled again, "Aw sweetheart, you have the cutest accent. My name's Jackson Cooper, we have English together."
A few feet away, Tamaki froze, turned white and slowly looked over at Haruhi, the twins stopped what they were doing as well and looked over in interest. "Oh that's right. I remember now." Haruhi said, relaxing and smiling back, "You sit just behind Mori Senpai right?"
"Mori? You mean that tall, good looking, black haired guy? Yes." Suddenly he got a coy look in his eyes, "Mori might be good looking, but you are just about the cutest thing I've ever seen." He stepped smoothly forward and wrapped his arm around Haruhi, pulling her close. "How about you ditch that idiot blond boyfriend of yours over there and let me show you around New York. This is your first time here right?"
It was too much for Tamaki, "HEY GET AWAY FROM HARUHI YOU PUNK!" He grabbed Haruhi away from Jackson, "HARUHI, HOW COULD YOU LET THIS EVIL MAN FLIRT WITH YOU IN SUCH A DISGRACEFUL WAY! YOU MUST STAY STRONG AND REGET HIM, ARE YOU FORGETTING THAT YOU ALREADY HAVE A BEAUTIFUL, PERFECT, STRONG AND HANDSOME BOYFRIEND ALREADY!"
"Senpai, stop making a big deal out of nothing." Haruhi said as she calmly pushed Tamaki off her. Tamaki turned white again, the cloud of despair hovering over his head as he visibly deflated. "She thinks it's nothing...she thinks..." Suddenly they both noticed laughter coming from behind them. The twins and Jackson were doubled over laughing. Hikaru was the first to recover, choking back his laughter he gave Jackson a high five, "Well played, dude." Jackson ran a hand through his hair and smirked at the twins and Tamaki, "He really is a spaz...I could be looking at Rachel's twin.
Haruhi, opend her mouth to ask who Rachel was but was interrupted by Mori and Hunny who had just joined them. Jackson stepped forward and introduced himself.
"Hey Haru-chan guess what, Mori and I were at the mall and on our way here we passed a strange looking shop and so we went in and I got this!" Hunni proudly rolled up his sleeve and showed Haruhi a tattoo of a pink bunny, just like Usachan on his left arm.
Everyone, except Mori and Jackson, gaped down at it in half shocked horror. Mori looked blank as usual and Jackson just looked confused. "I can't believe this kid is eighteen."
"Hunny-senpai you got a tattoo! What will your parents think!" Haruhi exclaimed frantically.
Hunny looked up at her, his eyes turned big and innocent. "But Haru-chan I thought you'd like it. It's really cute. Besides it comes off with water..." Everyone sweat dropped.
"Hunny, you nearly gave us a heart attack!"
"Mori you could have at least told us it was fake!"
No response.
"Okay...well that was certainly exciting, I'll get us some drinks okay?" Jackson left and returned a few minuted later with drinks for everyone.
"Sorry it took so long, I had to make sure they weren't spiked." he said apologetically as he passed them around. "Sp-spiked?" they all said in alarm. "Oh sure. I mean granted this isn't really a frat party or one of those wild drunken high school parties that commoners have where that kind of stuff is rampant, but still it's been known to happen." He laughed suddenly, "One time at a Christmas party, we managed to slip Vodka into Gertrude Kitcheners drink and she was up on a table top the rest of the night in her underwear, singing Come All Ye Faithful." He was still chuckling as he took a sip of his drink. Everyone else looked down nervously into their cups and took a hesitant mouthful.
"Oh, Haruhi I've been meaning to ask, earlier you called Mori and Hunni 'senpai', is that an honorific?"
Haruhi swallowed her watermelon flavored fruit punch before answering, "Yes, 'senpai' refers to...an older student and 'chan' is a close friend or a younger person."
"Oh! I see. I'm sorry I'm not very good with Japanese. I only know Spanish and English. Languages are more of my sister and her friends forte. Rachel and Shona are the best at them though, they're each fluent in more than eight different languages."
"Wow," Karou said fairly impressed. "They must be really smart."
"They are but I think, for Shona at least, most of it comes from experience. She's been moving around from country to country since she was three. Her mom finally found a stable job here when she was fourteen and she's been here ever since. Then Rachel met her and picked up a few things and there you have it."
Haruhi looked at Jackson in interest. His whole face seemed to soften when he talked about them and his downcast eyes had a faraway look in them. "So, is Rachel just a friend or..." she trailed off suggestively.
Jackson looked up and Haruhi could have sworn she detected a faint blush appear on his pale cheeks. "No, no she's just a friend, practically a sister."
"Hmph. Sure she is." Haruhi thought, hiding her smile by taking another sip from her cup.
Jackson looked around around at all the knowing looks he was getting. "What! It's true, she's not even attractive! Why would I fall for someone like her? Now Shona on the other hand...that girl is like cat nip for men. If I wasn't gay-"
Everyone choked on their drinks.
"G-gay? Really?" sputtered Tamaki. "But earlier you were flirting with Haruhi...you can't be gay! Unless you think my sweet Haruhi looked like a guy!" Tamaki's voice kept going up an octave, "I mean it's true she has a rather flat chest-" Haruhi smacked him upside the head, "SENPAI!"
Hikaru smiled mischievously, "Boss, aren't you gonna ask his type? I bet he was flirting with Haruhi because he likes the Natural type."
Karou smirked at Jackson and put his arms around his twin, "We used to be a Host Club back in Japan."
Mori: "Yeah."
Jackson laughed, tossing his head, "Haruhi is cute, but I already know my type," he said sidling up to Kyoya who had joined them a few minutes ago, and said sweetly, "So, how about it, cutie? Take some chances you might be surprised."
"As tempting as that sounds, I'd have to decline." Kyoya replied just as sweetly.
"Ah well, can't blame a guy for trying." Jackson said shrugging his shoulders.
As they had been talking, the room had grown more crowded and people were starting to bump together a little. If possible, the music had gotten even louder than before.
"Tonight, I'll be your naughty girl...tonight I'm calling all the girls. We're gonna turn this party out, I know you want my body."
"Oh my god, more dirty songs. Don't you Americans listen to anything...normal?" a clearly exasperated Haruhi asked Jackson. He smirked at her, "Honey child, if you think this is dirty, you ain't heard nothing yet. Speaking of which, let me introduce everyone to Shona!"
He reached to his side and pulled a girl away from the sandy haired man she had been talking to.
"Everyone, meet my best friend, Shonali Johari." Jackson said, wrapping his arm around the girl's waist. Shonali had flawless olive skin, deep set hazel eyes and ebony hair just reaching midback. She seemed to be about 5'6 and she wore a royal purple colored dress with a heart shaped neckline, which showed off and enhanced every inch of her curvy hourglass figure and displayed her perfectly toned legs.
She smiled brightly at everyone, "Just Shona is fine."
For a second everyone froze, Shona seemed nice enough and she was definitely very beautiful... but that smile seemed too familiar...uncomfortably familiar.
"You look great Shona-chan!" Hunny bouncing forward to hug her.
Shona's eyes widened, "Hunny! Oh, I didn't know you were here! How have you been? I'd say you've gotten bigger since I saw you last, but you really haven't." She smiled as she hugged Hunny back.
"You two know each other?" Hikaru and Kaoru asked simultaneously. Shona straightened and glanced up, "you're the Hitachiin brothers right? Hikaru and Kaoru?"
Hunny, who was now hanging on to Shona's waist said, "That's right, and that's Taskashi, Tama-chan, Haru-chan and Kyo-chan." Then he addressed the others, "Shona-chan and I have known each other since I was eight and she was seven. She lived in Japan for a year, only a mile away from our main estate. We used to have so much fun together, but then she moved away..." He looked sad for a moment, but then cheered up. "See, I told you Shona-chan! I told you we'd be friend forever! We met again!"
She smiled again, and gently pulled Hunny off of her.
Jackson suddenly looked concerned and turned to her saying quietly, "Are you sure you're really feeling okay? You've been a little off lately and..."
She brushed him off, as she turned slightly to give an overly cheerful smile and wave back to the grey haired man who had just passed her with a wave and a "nice-see-you."
"I'm fine Jackson."
"Are you sure. Come on you know you can tell me how you really feel."
The room darkened and the crowed bumped and jostled together screaming, as a voice announced from above. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, students of McKinnley High, please put your hands together for tonight's first act...Eternal Vortex!"
Jackson had to shout over the screams of the crowd, how had by now completely lost their cool swagger in the excitement or were too drunk to care.
"Are you sure?"
In the dim lighting the Host club could just make out her expression change from happy to annoyed. "Fine," she snapped, "you wanna know how I really feel? I've been smiling like an idiot to all these rich, whiney little stuck up babies for the past two hours while guys have been staring at my chest and practically undressing me with their eyes, I'm SO tired of it and so in short I feel like a hooker."
"Yeah, but a high class hooker. For governors or Bill Clinton." Jackson half jokingly said.
She wrinkled her nose, "I can't take this anymore. I need some air. Have any cigarettes?"
"Now, Shona! You know smoking those things is bad for you!"
"I know, I know." She sighed in defeat and then leaned forward and hugged him. "Okay your right, I think I'm going to got find Rachel and the girls." She took advantage of the bubble of space that had formed around them to walk away. Jackson smiled and reached down for something in his back pocket as she walked away.
"Hey where did..." He looked up and his eyes narrowed... ""Shonnaaa..."
She turned and gave him a sweet smile, holding up a small pack with her index and middle finger, sticking out her tongue before disappearing into the crowd.
"Her face...it looked almost evil." Tamaki said as Haruhi's hand tightened around his. They were both thinking the same thing.
"I'm getting worried about her..." Jackson looked around and sighed before pulling out his phone. "I have to go take care of something before the Preforming Arts Club takes the stage, but please you guys, enjoy the party. It was nice meeting you and if it's not asking too much, will you please keep an eye out for Shona? She needs to be with us on stage in two hours, so..."
Tamaki put his hand on Jackson's shoulder, "Yeah don't worry, we'll keep an eye out and if we see her, we'll tell her to find you."
As Jackson disappeared into the crowd just as Shona had earlier, the Host Club traded glances. They didn't know what it was but an eerie sense of deja vu had taken over them. They didn't know if it was the hair, or her demeanor or the differences in her smiles but in a small way, Shona reminded them of someone. As if they could read each others thoughts, they all turned to look at Kyoya, who was calmly watching the band throw themselves off the stage and into the arms of the crowd.
She reminded them of Kyoya.
So? Tell me what you think! Please review! I can't wait to get started on the next couple chapters, I have so much planned for The Host Club, Jackson, Shona and we'll finally meet Rachel and the rest of the Performing Arts Club! Btw, I know it says the fic is about Kyoya but there's also some stuff planned for the other characters like Hikaru, Mori and Jackson. Plus, we'll get to see more of Haruhi and Tamaki's relationship. This story is heavily influenced by Glee, music from all over the world and Indian movies (which I LOVE). BTW: here's a little tidbit, Shonali is from India. :) :) So anyways, please review because I do write for myself only and as I mentioned before, this is my first time sharing with anyone! If I think that no one reads this, I'll just go back to writing for myself. :) See you next weekend!
xoxoxo, KMN