I do not own Ouran. Therefore, you cannot sue me! I do not own any of the music, either.
I really enjoy art. That and music. It's amazing what it can do for the soul, but what about for the mind, the heart, the body? Well, to answer that, it soothes the mind, comforts the heart, and calms the body.
My artsy talents are what got me into this mess.
First of all, I never asked to be sent to Japan, to go to some damn rich school. I would have preferred if I had been able to stay at my school in America, living happily with my parents, younger twin sisters, older brother, and my animals.
Unfortunately, fate had decided to torture me with being away from my family for two years.
Not only that, but it started tomorrow, but of course I had to stay with one of the students. To tell you the truth, I just randomly pointed at a name.
The names 'Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachiin' flashed before my eyes, and before I knew it, I was asleep.
"Miss, we're going to landing soon." One of the flight attendants said, shaking me lightly.
I looked up, blinking a few timed before stretching out, rather like a cat, and yawning. I put my seatbelt on as she had instructed, and allowed my head to loll around a bit.
We landed soon enough, and I gathered my baggage. Not emotional baggage, but my luggage.
"Are you Rowan, Arianna?" a man that looked like a stereotypical butler asked as he tapped my shoulder.
"Yes, I am." I replied.
"Miss, I am to drive you to the Hitachiin residence." The man said.
I nodded. Him knowing my name was proof of his authenticity.
I got into a limo –I sweat dropped, I mean, a freaking limo? Who the hell do they think I am, a movie star?- and settled in, laying down on the comfy seats, my Abercrombie hoodie snuggled comfortably in my arms, and dozed until we reached a giant estate, with a huge house on it.
Ah, damn. When they said they were rich, this wasn't my idea of rich, but ok.
"Miss, the lady of the house wants to see you." The butler said formally. I took my hoodie off, revealing bright, mercury eyes, with veins of chocolate, blue, and emerald branching throughout. Long, blonde hair with red tints and caramel highlights was put up into a bun at the nape of my neck, and I pulled the hair tie out, letting my waist-length hair down, the waves pooling around.
I wore a pair of brown and cyan pinstriped booty shorts, with a long, blue flutter blouse with crocheted straps over a white tank, while short, cute wedges adorned my petite dancer's feet, raising my height to an astonishing 5'3.
Being a midget isn't fun.
I fidgeted with my two upper-ear cartilage piercings on my right ear, the upper one a small, onyx ball, the lower a little diamond square stud, while my left hand fiddled with my pendants. A heavy, antique sterling silver Pegasus hung down and settled at the base of my throat, while a delicate gold and spiky diamond outlining a heart dangled next to it. My stepfather had bought me the Pegasus, and my father had given me the heart.
I had a thin line of copper eye liner on, and a bit of golden eye shadow on. I may hate yellow, but gold looks pretty good on me.
"Hello, you must be Rowan-chan." A lovely woman said. I immediately stopped fidgeting.
"Yes ma'am." I nervously answered.
"You can call me Souko, no need for the formalities!" she laughed.
I smiled at her carefree nature.
"Thank you, Souko-san. You can call me Arianna-chan." I decided.
"All right dear. Would you like to meet my sons?" she asked.
"Ok. I don't have a problem with it." I told her.
"Hikaru, Kaoru! Come meet our guest!" she yelled.
Two boys that looked slightly older than me appeared. They were quite a bit taller, and they had mischievous features. They vaguely reminded me of foxes, what with the spiky red hair and wily countenances. Honeyed eyes reflected amusement. They were twins. Identical twins. Aw hell, I already had enough trouble with Rire and Ravi at home, but another set? This will be HELL!
"We'll have a lot of fun with you!" the one on the left said.
"Definitely!" the other replied.
"Not again!" I said. My eyes widened. I clapped my hands over my mouth.
"I'm sorry!" I yelped.
"Again?" Souko asked.
"My younger sisters are twins. Of course, they aren't quite identical, but it's hard to tell them apart unless you see their eyes." I explained.
"Hmmm… Why their eyes?" the boys asked together.
"Well, Rire has sapphire eyes, and Ravi has ruby. Both have white hair, the same build, the same taste in clothes! It's aggravating." I ranted, my cheeks turning scarlet as they stared at me.
"I like her!" they both announced.
"I'm a bit sleepy now… I feel the jet lag coming on. Can I go to sleep?" I asked.
"Of course, I know how tiring that can be. MayLen, bring her to her room!" Souko said sympathetically.
A maid appeared; shiny black hair waving as she brought me to a white door that had 'Arianna' on it.
I walked into the room, enchanted. I gaped at the California-king size bed, covered in gold, blue and violet.
I saw a closet, which I opened the door and nearly fainted at the amount of clothes in the thing.
"We made you a lot of clothes. The tops were particularly had to do, because we're not used to ordering clothes with the busts that big." The twins said.
I turned around, glaring. I fricking hate when people comment on my chest size. It pisses me off.
"Thanks for the effort, but get the hell out! I'm going to sleep!" I told them off, shoving them both out of my room.
I walked into the closet, selected a thin, silky white camisole, and a pair of dark blue shorts. They barely reached two inches down my thighs, but I was used to it. I merely sighed, changed, and jumped in bed. Tomorrow would be a long day.
The next morning was horrifying. First the twins caused me to jump out of bed, without a bra! And proceeded to stare.
"GET THE HELL OUT!" I screamed, kicking them out, quite literally.
Going into the infinite closet, I pulled out a short black skirt, a pair of wedged caramel boots hat went up to my knees, and a matching shirt that had a low V neckline, a thick band of lace around it, sequined and beaded, the tank underneath keeping me modest. I fastened my necklace on, and brushed out my hair into a ponytail, pulling it up easily enough, before brushing on a thin line of eyeliner that ended just past where my eyelid stopped, before applying a lighter coat of golden eye shadow.
"Come on, Ari-chan!" the twins exclaimed, dragging me to a dining room, the huge table weighed down with delectable foods. I grabbed a plum, and a bowl of grits, which I proceeded to load with a copious amount of butter and salt, with a dash of pepper.
I then said the traditional Japanese blessing, "Itadakimasu!" before devouring the plum in a minute and then scooping the grits into my mouth.
I dashed to my room, brushed my teeth, and carefully latched my favorite piece of jewelry onto my wrist. It was a real silver charm bracelet that my great-grandmother had gotten for my grandmother when Disneyworld fist opened in Florida. She had given it to me for my 8th grade graduation. It had Mickey, Goofy, Minnie, Donald, Dumbo, Tinker Bell and Pooh, which was my favorite.
I grabbed a soft, furry leather bag, and my black purse, slinging the purse over my right shoulder so that it hung at my left hip. I threw the messenger bag over my shoulder, my books and papers already in it.
"Come on, we're leaving!" they yelled. I ran out into the garage before yanking open the limo door, hastily sliding in before slamming the door closed. I fixed myself into a seat, pulling out my Samsung© Galaxy Player, typing in the access code, before pulling up the song Lollipop.
I sang along quietly to Framing Hanley, "She said he's so sweet, I wanna lick the wrapper. And sheeeeeee, she licks me like a lollipop, like a lollipop. Shorty wanna thug, bottles in the club, Shorty wanna hump, Ya know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps…. "
I noticed the twins staring at me, mouths slightly ajar. Obviously they had understood the song, and the implications. I shrugged. I just loved the beat.
I moved around, feeling the need to dance. I suck at dancing, but I love doing it.
We arrived at an enormous… PINK building? What the HELL?
"What the hell is this?" I demanded.
"The school." They answered.
"It's… pink." I uttered with disgust. I HATE pink!
We got out, me hefting my bag, before putting my feet out of the door, and stepping out of the limo. Looking around, I saw…. Blue and yellow.
A yellow uniform. Nope, not happening. I said this aloud, and they bought my to the Principal's office.
"Here's your schedule, Miss Rowan." Mr. Suoh said.
"Thanks." I muttered.
"Do you want a uniform?" he asked, looking amused.
"NO!" I quickly said. The male's uniform wasn't bad, but I refused to wear the color of evil.
"My son Tamaki will show you around." He said, before a blond boy came in, tall and thin with violet eyes.
He offered me a rose, "Princess! It will be wonderful having such a lovely lady in our class!" he announced. He seemed very excitable.
"Uh. Ok." I said.
He led me to the class, where the teacher had me write my name on the blackboard in Japanese.
"My name is Rowan Arianna." I quietly declared.
I could tell they all heard me.
The twins caught up with me later, saying that they were in a club, and I'd have to come and wait for them. I groaned. They left earlier, saying they needed to be there that early.
I eventually found my way to the room they had told me to look for. The 'Third Music Room'.
Opening the door, I was stunned as seven guys stood in tight formation.
Red rose petals floated past me.
"Hikaru! Kaoru! What the hell is THIS?" I yelped, nearly choking on the red monstrosities.
"Oh, hey Ari-chan!" they said, dropping the poses, coming to stand on either side of me, each one leaning on me with their arms.
"Off! I don't wanna talk to you for another week after what happened this morning!" I raged.
I moved backwards, and they fell and clonked each other on the head.
I laughed. I'm sorry, but I'm a cruel, maso-sadistic person.
"Rowan Arianna. Age 16, Class 1-A, Gifted in the arts, with a supposedly superb singing voice. Lived in the Southern United States before transferring on an Art scholarship. Two younger sisters, twins, and adopted older brother, parents are Andromeda and Daren, divorced, mother remarried. Loves animals. Has six cats, two frogs, a male Siamese Fighting Fish, and a Ferret. Also has a fixation on piercings and tattoos." The boy with slick black hair and glasses said.
"How do you know those things?" I asked curiously, more that than angry.
"Oh, the Shadow King knows about every student here." The twins put in.
"Ari-chan!" the smallest one called, catapulting himself into my arms. I situated him comfortably on my hips.
"Who are you? You're positively adorable!" I cooed, lost in the loli-shouta-ness of him.
"I'm Mitzukuni Haninozuka, but everybody calls me Hunny!" he adorably said.
"Who are all of you, anyway?" I asked.
"I am Kyoya Ootori," the boy with glasses said, "You already know the twins, Hunny-sempai, and Tamaki."
I nodded.
"That's Takashi. Everyone calls him Mori! And that's Haru-chan!" Hunny enthusiastically enthused. He pointed at a tall, dark, quiet man, before motioning to a short boy, a bit taller than me, with big chocolate eyes and hair not a shade darker. Damn… Meeces got ta be drooling. Over the first guy.
"So what exactly is this?" I asked, a bit scared.
The twins decided to answer, "Silly Ari-chan! This is the Ouran High School Host Club!"
"You've got to be freakin' kidding me!" I muttered.
"Nope." The two answered.
"I'm gonna go lay down. Come get me when it's time to go." I slowly said, before heading to the back room, Hunny having clambered down expertly before climbing up that Mori guy.
I took my hoodie off from around me waist and put it over myself, curling up into a ball before drifting off.
"Ari-chan~ Ari-chan~ It's time to go!" the twins murmured.
"Daddy wants you to get up, Ari-chan!" an annoying voice broke through my sleepiness.
"Leave me the fuck alone. I'm god damn tired. And none of you are my father, including you, ya damned blonde!" I growled, pulling my hoodie closer.
"What blood type is she?" they asked.
"AB…Negative" I sleepily answered.
"Ah…Wait, negative!" they said, sharing an understanding look with all but two of their fellow hosts.
"'M up." I said, shifting before I got up. I had been curled up, and then unfurled onto my belly. I reached out, my back arching as I stretched, before standing and picking up my jacket.
I yawned, blinking. I noticed the whole host club was looking at me.
"What?" I asked defensively.
"Nothing." The twins answered cheerfully. They were scheming, I knew it!
"Let's go... I need more sleep." I said.
"Wait! Mama said you can sing you need to sing for us!" the blonde idiot said.
"Fine!" I growled.
Grabbing my mp3, I pulled up the karaoke for 'I'm Alive!" by Becca. Waiting for the into to be over, I sang,
"Nothing I say comes out right
I can't love without a fight
No one ever knows my name
When I pray for sun, it rains
I'm so sick of wasting time
Nothing's moving in my mind
Inspiration can't be found
I get up and fall but...
[CHORUS]
I'm ALIVE!
I'm ALIVE! Oh, yeah
Between the good and bad's where you'll find me
Reaching for heaven
I will fight
And I'll sleep when I die
I live, my life, I'm ALIVE!
Every lover breaks my heart
And I know it from the start
Still I end up in a mess
Every time I second guess
All my friend's just run away
When I'm having a bad day
I would rather stay in bed
But I know there's a reason...
I'm ALIVE!
I'm ALIVE! Oh, yeah
Between the good and bad's where you'll find me
Reaching for heaven
I will fight
And I'll sleep when I die
I live, My life, I'm ALIVE!
When I'm bored to death at home
When he won't pick up the phone
When I'm stuck in second place
Those regrets I can't erase
Only I can change the end
Of the movie in my head
There's no time for misery
I won't feel sorry for me
[CHORUS]
I'm ALIVE!
I'm ALIVE! Oh, yeah
Between the good and bad's where you'll find me
Reaching for heaven
I will fight
And I'll sleep when I die
I live, My life, ohh!
[CHORUS]
I'm ALIVE!
I'm ALIVE! Oh, yeah
Between the good and bad's where you'll find me
Reaching for heaven
I will fight
And I'll sleep when I die
I live, my life x2
I'm ALIVE!"
I finished much to the awed looks from the members. Except for Mori. He kept his stoic expression.
"Is that good enough? Let's go." I deadpanned, ignoring the gaping from the hosts, walking towards the door when Kyoya stepped in front of me.
"Kyoya-sempai, do you want me for something?" I asked politely.
"We have decided that you will be our first hostess." He began.
I burst out laughing. He gave me a glare.
"Hell no!" I said, still laughing.
"I have a private police force and connections all over the world." He said.
"Are you trying to blackmail me!" I asked in disbelief.
"Hmm… I wouldn't say blackmail." He suavely stated.
My eyes narrowed.
"Fine, I'll join the damn club. Just let me go home and sleep!" I growled.
I walked out, aggravated and sleepy.
*** Next Morning***
"Ari-chan!" I heard voices calling me.
"What the hell do you want?" I blearily declared, rolling over.
"We wanted to welcome you to the Host Club!"
"Wha~?" I asked, squeezing my eyes shut, grimacing.
Opening them, I found the entirety of the club in my room, while I was in my pajamas, asleep. They were going through my things too. I saw Honey looking through my stuffies, Mori observing my posters, Kyoya looking at everything, the twins going through my- CLOTHES?
I saw them pick up a blue and white lacy article of clothing, and I menacingly glared as I bolted out of bed, not even noticing my state of dress, "If you do not GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM, NOW, I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!"
"She's scary in the morning!" Tamaki whimpered.
"AB negative blood type…" the twins restated.
"Do you have a problem with my blood type?" I asked, beaming innocently.
Their eyes widened, and all of them ran, cheeks scarlet. I noticed my laptop was slightly open. My eyes widened. They hadn't… had they?
I then looked down, noticing what I was wearing, or more accurately, what I wasn't. It was probably why all of them except Haruhi had been blushing, stammering, and generally being idiots.
Shit…
I remembered it being hot last night. I remember stripping everything off except my underclothes. I was in my favorite sports bra, spaghetti strapped, with aqua blue trim and the words 'JOE BOXER' in various colors and sizes. That revealed the upper half of my breasts.
I was also wearing a silk pair of panties in a pale blue shade, with violet lace overlay on the hips.
Can I DIE? Please? Even Kyoya was blushing. That has to be new.
I went, got into the shower, and began bathing, using my favorite strawberry-smoothie body wash after using my watermelon soap. Washing, rinsing and conditioning was done moderately fast, because conditioner takes forever to wash out.
I got out, picking up my robe, securing it easily. I rushed to my room. I hate it when my hair's wet. Reaching the aforementioned place, I plugged in the dryer, rushing to finish it before brushing it out and yanking it hurriedly into a bun.
I pulled on a navy tank top and a pair of tight, dance shorts, which, of course, were booty shorts. I brushed my hair into a ponytail, before going down to the living room I knew the club was in… This is gonna be awkward…
"Hey! Sorry about this morning. I didn't realize… Anyway, what's for breakfast?" I asked. When I said sorry, they all blushed.
I pouted.
"We decided to have an American-style breakfast. AKA: Bacon, sausage, eggs, pancakes, waffles, fresh fruit, and coffee, juice and milk."
I laughed. "Haven't you guys ever heard of Beignets?" I asked.
"What're those?" They all asked. I giggled. I turned on the deep fryer, pouring oil in, letting it heat up, before commanding the maids to get me four tubes of biscuits. They looked at me like I was crazy.
"Fine, I'll do it. But it will take two hours for it to rise." I grumbled.
Turning off the fryer, I grabbed a bag of confectioner's sugar, bread flour, sugar, evaporated milk, yeast, two eggs, salt, and shortening.
I poured out 1 ½ cups of lukewarm water, mixing it with the sugar and yeast.
I beat the eggs, salt and evaporated milk, pouring it in with the other mixture. I measured out seven cups of bread flour, which I then used three cups of in the other bowl, stirring to blend it together. I added the shortening, still stirring as I added the remaining flour. The dough was semi-stiff, so I dumped it onto the already flour-dusted cutting board, where I began kneading. It was difficult. I wasn't great at this part, but it would do. Spraying a bowl over twice the size of the dough, I sprayed it with non-stick stuff, before putting the dough into the bowl, covering it with plastic wrap, putting it in the fridge. I set up a timer for two hours, and left the kitchen, letting the club follow me. I got into my room, where I set up my mike and karaoke machine.
I docked my MP3, turning the volume up to max, and I began stretching. It was on Lollipop again. I sat, letting my legs go to an obtuse angle, reaching arms to my left toes, and then going to the right, and the center, where I was so low I was parallel with the ground.
I sang along, "Shorty wanna a thug, bottles in the club, Shorty wanna hump, you know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps. Shorty wanna a thug, bottles in the club, Shorty wanna hump, ya know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps…" I grabbed it, turning it to 'Bass Down Low'
"If you wanna get with me there's some things you gotta know I like my beats fast and my bass down low
Ba-ba-ba-bass down low Ba-bass, bass down low I, I, I like my beats fast and my bass down low
Bass, bass down low Ba-bass, bass down low I, I, I like my beats fast and my bass down low"
I stood up, sliding down into a perfect split, before shifting and bending my leg over itself. I heard gasps. I smirked. I put the other foot up to my head, able to lie down on my foot, before getting up. I touched my toes to my forehead, then my chest, repeating the actions with my other leg. I bent over backwards, literally, doing a back bend before coming back up. I laid down, using my shoulders to push my lower body up, into the air, resting on my shoulders before doing what I called an upside-down split, before pulling my legs in and doing the lotus without using my hands, using my back, I held my legs just over my head, before swinging them back up, doing this once or twice more.
I sat up, pushing 'Love the Way You Lie'. I sang along.
"Just gonna stand there and watch me burn, Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie
I can't tell you what it really is, I can only tell you what it feels like, And right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe, I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight, As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight
High off of love, drunk from my hate, It's like I'm huffin' paint and I love it, the more I suffer, I suffocate and right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates me, She fuckin' hates me, and I love it
Wait, where you going? I'm leaving you, no, you ain't, Come back, we're running right back, here we go again, It's so insane, 'cause when it's going good, it's going great, I'm Superman with the wind at his back
She's Lois Lane but when it's bad, it's awful, I feel so ashamed, I snap, "Who's that dude?", I don't even know his name, I laid hands on her, I never stoop so low again, I guess I don't know my own strength
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts, Just gonna stand there and hear me cry, Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie
You ever love somebody so much, you could barely breathe when you with 'em?You meet, and neither one of you even know it hit 'em, Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills, used to get 'em, Now you're gettin' fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em
You swore you'd never hit 'em, never do nothing to hurt 'em, Now you're in each other's face spewing venom in your words when you spit 'em, You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em, Throw 'em down, pin 'em, so lost in the moments when you're in 'em
It's the rage that took over, it controls you both, So they say you'd best to go your separate ways, guess that they don't know ya', Cause today, that was yesterday, yesterday is over, it's a different day, Sound like broken records playing over
But you promised her, next time you'd show restraint, You don't get another chance, life is no Nintendo game, But you lied again, now you get to watch her leave out the window, Guess that's why they call it "window pane"
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn, Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts, Just gonna stand there and hear me cry, Well that's alright because I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie
Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean, And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine, But your temper's just as bad as mine is, you're the same as me, But when it comes to love, you're just as blinded
Baby, please come back, it wasn't you, baby, it was me, Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems, Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano, All I know is I love you too much to walk away though
Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk, Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk? Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball, Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time? There won't be no next time, I apologize, even though I know it's lies, I'm tired of the games, I just want her back, I know I'm a liar, If she ever tries to fuckin' leave again, I'ma tie her to the bed, And set this house on fire
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn, Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts, Just gonna stand there and hear me cry, Well that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie"
"Is that your family?" I heard Hunny ask. He held a silver picture frame.
"Yes, it is." I replied, stopping the music, "That's my mother, my father, and my sisters, Rire and Ravi. The cats, going from the oldest to youngest, are Dude," I pointed at the fat black and white tux, "Gray Baby, he was born in our house," gray tux, " His sons, Ichigo, or Ichi, and Kole, " A pale gold and white tabby, and a silver-gray before continuing, "and last but not least, my Manx, Tai, and his sister, Daisy Mei." I gestured to the two tabby kittens, Tai dark, almost black, and Mei light, with red.
"The frogs are Kermit and Eruka, and the beta is Suiren."
"Wow! Ari-chan sure had a lot of pets!" Honey exclaimed.
"Oh, and I forgot darling Houdini!" I gasped.
"Houdini?" they asked.
"My adorable little troublemaking ferret." I explained, "There he is."
I pointed at my neck in the picture, where it looked like a fur was around my neck. It was actually Houdini.
"Sing for us!" Honey, Tamaki and the twins exclaimed. I rolled my eyes, and promptly turned on the karaoke machine, putting on 'Set Fire to the Rain'.
"I let it fall, my heart And as it fell, you rose to claim it It was dark and I was over Until you kissed my lips and you saved me
My hands, they're strong But my knees were far too weak To stand in your arms Without falling to your feet
But there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew All the things you'd say, they were never true, never true And the games you play, you would always win, always win
But I set fire to the rain Watched it pour as I touched your face Let it burn while I cry 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name
When laying with you I could stay there, close my eyes Feel you here, forever You and me together, nothing is better
'Cause there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew All the things you'd say, they were never true, never true And the games you'd play, you would always win, always win
But I set fire to the rain Watched it pour as I touched your face Let it burn while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name
I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames Where I felt somethin' die, 'cause I knew that That was the last time, the last time
Sometimes I wake up by the door Now that you've gone, must be waiting for you Even now when it's already over I can't help myself from looking for you
I set fire to the rain Watched it pour as I touched your face Let it burn while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name
I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames Where I felt somethin' die 'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time, oh
Oh, no Let it burn, oh Let it burn Let it burn"
The instigators clapped. I rolled my eyes again, and asked, "Haruhi, can I put you in a dress? You'd look so much cuter!"
"HOW'D YOU KNOW?" the twins + Tamaki gasped.
"Wait, it was a secret?" I asked, my head tilting to the side, eyes blinking curiously.
"YES!"
"It was pretty damn obvious…." I muttered, "Well, for starters, she's slender, but she still has a girlish build. She has girl's hands, and her hair is too well taken care of for a guy. Even the most tomboyish girl at least tries to take care of her hair. Not to mention her name is a girl's name." I pointed out.
A timer went off.
"Beignets!" I happily exclaimed, running to the kitchen, where I began dicing the dough into one inch by one inch squares, the oil already heating up. By the time I was done, it was the right temperature. The confectioner's sugar was in a bowl next to the fryer. I dumped three of the dough squares in, batting them for a few seconds before batting them around, lifting them out with the tongs, and tossing the in the confectioner's sugar, continuing until all the dough was gone.
"And THAT is how you make beignets!" I happily yelled, grabbing one and stuffing it into my mouth. I moaned in happiness. Their taste was orgasmic.
"Go on, eat!" I commanded.
They all picked one up, and bit into it. They had looks of bliss on their faces, which is understandable.
"These are delicious!" they all yelled. Well, with the exception of Kyoya, Mori and Haruhi.
"They should be. They're the most famous dessert in the French Quarter!" I laughed.
"French Quarter?"
"The French Quarter is a part of New Orleans, in the state of Louisiana. Louisiana also produces many vegetables, fruits, and natural resources. They have very unique cuisine, and there are many creoles there." Kyoya educated them.
"Don't forget, they make Tabasco, Zatarains, and Tony's! We also have some of the best catfish and Crawfish, not to mention Beignets!" I reminded.
"Wait, you're from Louisiana?" they asked.
"Yup! Born and raised. I did move to a different part when I was eight, though."
"Wow!"
"Well, it's not that impressive." I blushed.
"Of course it is!" they stated.
"We wanna see your art!" the twins said randomly.
"All right..." I grumbled.
We walked to my room again, and I brought out my boxes of notebooks and sketchbooks. I passed some of them out, deciding not to show them all of them, especially my bestsellers. I doubted they would react well to those.
"These are really good!"
"Are you kidding? Most of that stuff is complete crap. My earlier works were some of my best, actually. I went through a pretty bad slump where I couldn't do anything at all. My originals stopped writing themselves… My drawings were awful. I couldn't do anything right." I trailed off softly.
"A slump?" they questioned.
"Yeah… I couldn't even write! My inspiration was gone, it was just awful!" I groaned.
"My poor second daughter!" Tamaki screeched.
"Tamaki, kindly shut the hell up."
"So, what type do you think she'll be?" the twins asked Kyoya.
"Type…?" I asked.
"We all have types. I am a Cool type, Tamaki is the Prince type, the twins are the Devilish type, Haruhi is the natural type, Hunny is the Loli-Shouta type, and Mori is the Wild type. I believe you will be the Dark type."
"Fine."
They all smiled, including Mori. Well, Kyoya technically smirked, but… you get it.
"It's time for us to go home." Kyoya said.
"Mmk! See you tomorrow!" I said, smiling.
"Tomorrow is a cosplay day, so we'll have to make you a costume, Ari-chan!" the twins said.
"Fine, but I need sleep." I said, waving as they left. I brushed my teeth, and went to the closet, grabbed a cami and shorts, and put them on before slipping into bed.
I immediately fell asleep.
*** Host Club, Next Day***
"YOU EXPECT ME TO WEAR THIS?" I practically screamed, "THERE'S BARELY A YARD OF FABRIC!"
"There aren't any more costumes, so either you wear this or go naked."
"Hell… Fine, gimme the damn thing." I muttered.
I went into the dressing room, pulling on a strapless bra as I adjusted the strapless maid's dress. Yes, a maid costume. One that was ended two inches below my butt, if that. It had a bustier-type top, with off-the-shoulder sleeves, and the skirt flared a little bit, almost like a tutu. It had three small sections that ribbons ran through, like the lacing of a corset, revealing tiny snatches of pale skin beneath. It had white lace running around the bottom, and the back was really like a corset. I had to have help.
"Dammit! That hurts, go slower!" I panted.
"Why? Doesn't it feel good?" they asked. Pervs.
"Just finish it, now, goddammit! It hurts like a mother!"
"Fine…" they whined.
"You aren't the one getting the breath knocked out of ya!"
DAMN THE PERV TWINS!
They slipped a box into the stall, and I took it cautiously. I pulled out a set of ears, a tail, and a bell collar. I scowled, but put it on any way.
I walked out, but the twins dragged me to a dressing table, Kaoru doing my hair into curling pigtails, Hikaru doing silver makeup. He also forced me to wear a pair of silver contacts with cat-like slit pupils.
After they were done (and had been cursed quite thoroughly), they dragged me out into the main room, where I swear, they all dropped dead. Well, almost. They looked ready to have nosebleeds, though, at the very least.
"Positions!" Kyoya called. Even he was blushing, which was a delightful bonus.
"Welcome to the Host Club!" we all said in unison.
"We'd like to extend our hands to any males who would like to request Arianna-san, our new Hostess." Kyoya announced.
Boys lined up, and three came to sit with me. Their names were a blur. I poured them tea, and I dropped a sugar cube. It rolled off, and I had to get up and retrieve it.
God, I hate this dress! Not only was it impractical, but I could've sworn I felt a breeze bending down.
"Are you all alright?" I asked concernedly. They had pieces of paper up their noses.
"Yes, we're fine, Arianna-senpai." A first year said.
"You can call me Ari-chan, you know. I am your kitten." I said, cocking my head to the side. I meowed for effect, and they almost keeled over. I held up my hands like paws, my right by my cheek.
"Don't you love your kitten?" I asked in a high-pitched, loli-ish voice. I almost burst out laughing as their nosebleeds skyrocketed.
"Here, it's my job to take care of you." I said, handing them tissues. They heard the double meaning and I wanted to be alone so I could die –laughing, of course- .
***MORI POV***
"Dammit! That hurts, go slower!" a female voice panted.
"Why? Doesn't it feel good?" two, very familiar voices said.
I was blushing by now.
"Just finish it, now, goddammit! It hurts like a mother!"
"Fine…" they whined.
"You aren't the one getting the breath knocked out of ya!"
My face probably looked like a cherry.
I would never admit this to anyone, but I had a maid fetish. She came out, dressed in a maid's costume, with cat ears, a bell collar, and a tail. Not to mention how skimpy the costume was. It had three corset details in the front, revealing small patches of moonlight pale skin, and a corset up the back, which must have been what they had been doing earlier. I blushed faintly, reminded of the morning when we had been in her room, when she had yelled at us, in just her underclothes. A garter belt held up thigh-highs of black lace, heavy-heeled pumps were on her feet.
She dropped a sugar cube, moved right into my line of view, and picked it up. Her underwear flashed black satin. Holy shit, that was hot. I moved the tea set in front of myself, because I now had a tent in my pants, not to mention a slight nosebleed.
"Takashi, are you Ok?" Hunny asked.
I replied with my normal, "Aa."
Then I heard her say, "You can call me Ari-chan, you know. I am your kitten."
My eyes widened as she continued, "Don't you love your kitten?"
And finished the blow, "Here, it's my job to take care of you."
I caught the double meaning.
***NORMAL***
"Mori-sempai, are you ok?" I asked, walking up to him and frowning as I noticed blood on his lip. I reached up, swiped what I could off- I had to stand on my tippy-toes- and held up my fingers, showing the blood.
I licked my fingers clean. I happen to adore the taste of blood.
He stared at me.
"Well, I'm going back to my customers." I said.
That was weird…
We finished the day easily, and had all traveled to the Hitachiin estate. I excused myself to shower.
Then I lathered my strawberry body wash up, and rubbed it in, letting it sit for a minute or two before rinsing it off.
I picked up some shampoo, poured some into my palm, then reaching up and scrubbing it into the roots, working my way down.
"I had a way then losing it all on my own
I had a heart then but the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now the dark is too hard to beat
And I'm not keeping now the strength I need to push me
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine It when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone
'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine It when I'm alone
Home
Noises, I play within my head
Touch my own skin and hope that I'm still breathing
And I think back to when my brother and my sister slept
In an unlocked place the only time I feel safe
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone
'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
Home
Yeah, hee
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone
'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
Home, home
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights, lights, lights
Home, home
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights, lights, lights
Home, home
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights, lights, lights
Home, home
Light, lights, lights, lights
Light, lights, lights, lights"
I sang, rinsing the conditioner from my locks, trying to get it all out. When I was satisfied, I turned off the water, wringing out my hair, beads of water traveling down my pale skin.
I stepped into the larger part of the bathroom, and looked for the towels. I couldn't see them anywhere…
-Meanwhile-
"Ari-chan didn't have a towel, did she Takashi?" Hunny asked.
He shook his head.
"Oh! I guess she didn't know the towels were out here."
He grunted, "Ah."
"Takashi, Ari-chan needs a towel. Why don't you bring her one?" he suggested.
Mori nodded.
He picked up a fluffy white towel, and walked to the bathroom. He opened the door, and…
There she was, completely naked, still wet.
They both stood still. Her eyes were the size of dinner plates.
"OUT!" she screamed.
He dropped the towel and went out the door, shutting it behind him. He heard her cursing and picking up the dropped item.
"Thanks…" she muttered, even though she thought he was gone.
"Ah." He said.
***NORMAL***
"Holy... shit… naked... Fucking hell... Kill me!" I muttered.
I then saw a thick, white, fluffy towel on the floor where the tall, handsome boy had been. I had to admit, Mori was pretty damn sexy…
"Thanks…" I quietly acknowledged in the air.
Not expecting an answer, I jumped when an "Ah." Replied from beyond the door.
I muttered a bit more, toweling off, drying my hair more. I put it around myself like a dress, walking out into the chilly air of the hallways, getting to my room.
Opening the door, I walked over to my closet, shed my towel, and looked around for clothes.
I then noticed heavy breathing. I slowly turned around…
"HOLY SHIT!" I screamed, running into my closet, and closing the door. The whole freaking club had been in my room, where I had just let my towel drop.
I WANNA DIEEEEEE! Please lemme die.
PLEASE.
I knew my face was the color of a cherry, and I was on the verge of a heart attack. I pulled on a pair of undies and a bra, along with a pair of thigh-high boots, platforms, with thick buckles every inch. I put on a pair of leather boy shorts, a leather choker-like collar, and a black linen shirt that she only buttoned at the top, leaving the bottom open, and a leather jacket ending in the middle of my stomach, and a long, black silk tie. I put on a police-like midnight cap, before sneaking out the window conveniently in my closet. I had grabbed my wallet and purse, and I headed out. I went closer to the edges of town, and found an awesome club.
Strobe lights flashed as I danced to the beats. I moved my hips and twirled my hands around. Damn, I love dancing.
"Hey Babe, come sing somethin' for us!" one of the guys shouted.
"Sure!" I decided to sing 'I Want Your Bite' by Chris Crocker, but the Nightcore version.
"Screw hello
You had me at sex
Don't need no intro
Let's skip to the bed
From the head to your toes
Legs up over your head
From begs to moans
We're both seeing red
Some believe in love at first sight
But this is just lust on the first night
If it turns into more than that's alright
But right now I don't want your kiss
I want your bite
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
The way you're making me hot
Don't stop, you're hitting the spot
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
Lost control, but not get mislead
Don't ask for my phone
Yeah we're just sex friends
Who needs clothes
when you're covered in men
You never know
The hand I will lend
Some believe in love at first sight
But this is just lust on the first night
If it turns into more than that's alright
But right now I don't want your kiss
I want your bite
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
The way you're making me hot
Don't stop, you're hitting the spot
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
It's just a one night stand
Maybe even just a five minute jam
Yeah, I'm sure you'll rate your gram
But your sex is all I'm interested in
So please don't put me in your plans
Just put me in your mouth
Yeah put me in your hands
You're not the one for me
You're just the one for my pee pee
I want your bite
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
The way you're making me hot
Don't stop, you're hitting the spot
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
Oh, oh baby just bite me
I want your bite
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
The way you're making me hot
Don't stop, you're hitting the spot
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight
The way you're making me hot
Don't stop, you're hitting the spot
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight" I sang seductively, shaking my hips. I eventually escaped, and jumped on my Ducati.
Next was the mall. I went to a tat and piercing parlor, getting a tongue piercing. I also got a tat of a tiger on my right shoulder blade. That hurt worse. After that, I got another set of cartilage piercings, which didn't hurt that bad.
"Hey guys, I'm back!" I called, and the whole club popped up.
"Wait, you left?" they asked.
"Yup." I said, sticking out my tongue and displaying my new piercing.
"Cool!" the twins mumbled, blushing brilliantly.
"I got a new tat too!" I exuberantly exclaimed, moving my top aside, and showing them the intricate tat. It had taken about two hours.
"I see you got another set of cartilage piercings too." Kyoya sighed.
"You know it!"
"Wow, you really like pain…" the twins sweat dropped.
"Yup! I'm a sado-masochist!" I happily said.
"What the hell are you wearing?"
"Uh… I went to a club first…I did karaoke too. I never knew 'I Want Your Bite' would be so fun to sing. I'm gonna go change… My tat's hurting."
I ran to my room, disappearing into my closet, grabbing a tube top, that way it wouldn't hurt my tat. I slipped it on, put some distressed skinnies on, putting my hair up in a bun so it wouldn't disturb my new child. Yes, my tats are my children. Yes, I have multiple tattoos. One on each shoulder blade, now, one on each ankle, and one on my lower back, not that anyone's ever gonna see that one.
The twins burst in. Luckily I was dressed.
"How many tattoos do you have?" they interrogated.
"Five, now."
"Where are the rest?" they asked.
I let them see my ankles. One had a 'B&A' and the other had a gothic black '4' and '6' (AN: If anyone recognizes this, I am will give you cyber cookies!).
I then turned around and let them see my opposite shoulder. It had a Gemini symbol, and a set of hands reaching out for each other. One was slowly fading, the worst at the fingertips. It looked like ashes were flying around them. (Sorry, couldn't resist!)
"So where's the last one?"
"It is one you will never see." I threatened.
"It is a gothic-style purple butterfly with ivy vines trailing on either side. It is on her lower back." Kyoya said. I sweat dropped. I didn't even want to know.
"We wanna see!" they- the twins and Tamaki- whined.
"Fine, god dammit it!" I growled, lifting up my shirt and pushing the waistline of my jeans down enough so that they could see my first baby.
It was almost Celtic in design, but flowed a bit more easily. I let my shirt settle back into place.
My eyes narrowed, and I growled. I felt this… feeling.
"Oh please God… Belarus…" I practically prayed, my eyes widening.
"Belarus?"
"ARIANNA AURELIA ROWAN! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE, NOW!" I heard a voice yell.
"That is Belarus." I muttered, following her instructions, the others following after me.
"Hey, Belly-chan." I smirked.
"Shut the hell up…"
"So that's why the one on your ankle has a B!" the twins exclaimed.
"Yup, this is my best friend, Belly-chan!" I introduced.
She had copper hair, curling in as it settled just under her medium bust. Her eyes were crystalline, a metallic emerald that would have the world's population of men falling at her tiny, size 3 feet.
She wore a light green dress, reaching her mid-thigh, yellow-white lace rimming the square neckline, and the bottom. The sleeves were slightly puffy, and it gathered where her hair ended.
She wore little silver wedges. They did little to elevate her, as she was a little shorter than Hunny.
"Well, this is the Host Club. Tamaki-san, Kyoya-san, Kaoru and Hikaru, Haruhi, Mori-sempai, and Hunny-sempai." I introduced.
"Hello! I'm Berra-chan!" she belted.
"So we back in the club
That body's rockin' from side to side (side, side to side)
Thank God the week is done I feel like a zombie goin' back to life (back, back to life)
Hands up, and suddenly we all got our hands up
No control of my body
Swear I seen you before
Think I remember those eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
Cause baby tonight, the DJ got us falling in love again" I heard her ringtone.
"Who's that, darling Berra?" I teased.
"Oh… Just Aaron." She smirked.
"Give me the damn phone!" I growled, tackling her. She held me off with one arm, opening the phone with another. The Hosts looked shocked.
"Hey Aaron! How are you?"
"'M good! I'm here with Ari. Yea, been a while, hasn't it?"
"GIVE ME THE FUCKING PHONE!"
"Oh, she's fine. She wants to talk to you."
"Ooooohhh… Evil, bro."
Tuning to me, she mouthed, 'He doesn't wanna talk to you.'
"Ya damn bastard! Hand me the fricking phone!"
"Nope, Ari-chan…"
"Yup, she got two more piercings, I see."
"The cartilage."
"Nope, three!" I interjected.
She raised her eyebrows. I stuck my tongue out.
"Never mind, three. The two cartilages and a tongue ring."
"Any more tats?" she asked after a second. I turned and showed her my shoulder.
"Of course. Yeah, one on her right shoulder blade. A big tiger."
"Mk, I'll talk to you later."
"He had to go!" she said cheerfully.
"You daughter of a bitch! Why are you even talking to him!" I cursed.
"Ah… We're going out…"
"WHAT THE FUCK! YOU'RE BETTER OFF WITH GERMANY!"
"Germany?" Guess who? You probably don't need to, but for the record, it was Tamaki.
"My older brother. He just wasn't in the picture. He was adopted." I deadpanned.
"How's Germany your brother, Ari-chan?" Hunny asked.
"Oh, his real name is Ashton, but we call him Germany because he has blonde hair and blue eyes." I explained.
"Ah…" was the general consensus. I ignored the fact that the boys all blushed when they looked at me for any length of time.
"Never mind." I rolled my eyes.
"M gonna go change, Belly, you're being dragged along." I commanded.
"Again..." she whined. "
"What do you mean again! You've changed with my daughter?" Tamaki yelled.
"Obviously. We've known each other since birth. We even had our first kiss together." She snorted.
"WHAT! YOU'RE LESBIANS?" Tamaki screamed.
"No, you idiot, we went on a double date with our boyfriends." We said together.
"Ya know, you never explained about the 'daughter' thing." She said in a conversational tone.
"Eh, he has a dad complex. At least it isn't a role playing fetish." I said.
"But you have a –MPH!-" I clapped my hand over her mouth.
"Hush!" I snapped, dragging her into my room.
"Why, you don't them to know about your bondage fetish?" she questioned.
"T-that's just something they don't need to know." I stuttered.
"WHAT? MY DAUGHTER HAS A WHAT FETISH? SHE'S TOO INNOCENT!" I heard Tamaki yell. I stormed to my door, and opened it, Tamaki promptly falling in the floor.
I glared, "WHAT the fucking hell were you doing! SOME THINGS ARE PRIVATE!"
"We just wanted to know what Berra-chan was talking about." The twins soothed.
"Fine, goddammit! I have a fricking BDSM fetish, alright!" I yelled.
They all looked shocked, and a bit embarrassed. It's their own goddamn fault, they dug their own grave.
"Happy? Now get the hell out! We're playing dress up!" I yelled, shoving them all out.
Berra began tossing clothes out of the closet and onto the bed. I grabbed the first ones, stripped into my underclothes, and pulled the turtleneck on, along with a pair of dark boot-cut jeans.
I twirled, and she looked at me, taking a picture. For every outfit, we did the same thing. I'd show it off, she'd take a picture, etc. She dressed me up about fifty times. And I'm not exaggerating. Finally, she picked out a regal kimono, a dark, royal blue with silver accents. It had five layers, and each was the dark blue, or a violet, ending in silver.
She did my makeup perfectly. She pulled my hair up, and fixed it with some chopsticks that had charms hanging off of them. She tied my obi in a complicated bow, and took about fifty pictures, from all angles.
Then the club came in, to presumably say goodbye. They stood in awe as I turned around, and I blushed lightly as their jaws hung slack.
"Ari-chan! You look so pretty, you're glowing! Right Takashi?" Hunny-sempai yelled.
"Thank you, Hunny." I said softly.
"Ah." Mori answered. I had almost considered him mute.
I blushed more brightly, "Thank you, Mori-sempai."
"You look like a Princess, Ari-chan!" Tamaki said rather stunned.
"Thanks…" I mumbled, blushing crimson.
"You really need to show our mom!" the twins commented. My head tipped to the side in curiosity. The charms clinked together.
"She's a fashion designer!"
"Later…" I said.
"I want your bite
Wanna feel your teeth on my neck
Wanna taste the salt of your sweat
Gonna rock your body all night
It's lust at first sight" My cell sang.
Well, this was awkward…
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey, Anna-chan!" I heard a voice say.
"Damn it, Kupo, stop calling!" I said, snapping it shut.
"Who was that?"
"Oh, my ex. I really need to block him…" I muttered.
"Ex?"
"Doesn't matter! Hey, Berra, why don't you sing for them?" I asked, tossing her my MP3. She snagged if from the air, scrolling until she found the 'My Immortal' instrumental.
She turned it on top volume, starting.
"I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
[Chorus]
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
[Chorus] "
Her voice was soft, but powerful, almost just like the lead singer of Evanescence.
They looked as shocked as they had been when I first sang.
"Hey, wanna do it?" I asked, not caring how it sounded.
"Sure!" she said.
The Host clubs' eyes were the size of saucers.
"Untouched?" I asked.
"Yay!"
"I'll take that as a yes." I said, plugging up an extra mike.
Music played for a little bit, and we sang. (Me, Berra, both)
"I go ooh ooh, you go ah ah
lalalalalalalala
I can't lie lie lie lie lie lie
I wanna wanna wanna get get get what I want
Don't stop
Give me give me give me what you got got
Cause I can't wait wait wait any more more more more
Don't even talk about the consequence
Cause right now you're the only thing that's making any sense to me
And I don't give a damn what they say, what they think think
Cause you're the only one who's on my mind
I'll never ever let you leave me
I'll try to stop time for ever, never wanna hear you say goodbye (bye bye bye)
I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been going crazy from the moment I met you
Untouched
And I need you so much
See you, breathe you, I want to be you
Alalalala alalalala
You can take take take take take time time
To live live the way you gotta gotta live your life
Give me give me give me all of you you
Don't be scared
I'll see you through the loneliness of one more more more
Don't even think about what's right or wrong, wrong or right
'Cause in the end it's only you and me and no one else is gonna be around
To answer all the questions left behind
And you and I are meant to be so even if the world falls down today
You've still got me to hold you up up
And I will never let you down (down)
I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been going crazy from the moment I met you
Untouched, untouched, untouched, untouched, untouched
Alalalala alalalala
Untouched
Alalalala alalalala
I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been going crazy from the moment I met you
I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been going crazy from the moment I met you
Untouched, untouched, untouched "
They broke into applause. It was a difficult song to sing.
"That was awesome!" the twins burst out.
"Eh, wasn't our best." We said together offhandedly.
TADA! My first chapter over 10,000! It's 39 pages… O.O It took me a bit under a week, but I did it! This is my first Ouran story, so I hope someone reviews…