Originally this was just going to be a writing so I could get these people out of my head (it's like a song stuck in you head, only worse), but I ended up finding a wonderful name for it, so I wanted to post it! So, here goes. First chapter, on a role! Enjoy, fans of Ouran!
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There was a world that very few entered; this world consisted of only two. Two solitary human beings, who were always mistaken for the other, and were always envisioned as 'one' rather than 'two'. And because of this, they remained alone in their solitary world. Very few entered, none, in fact, and they didn't leave. They were happy to be together, glad that they were one. At least, that was what they said.
But, as it is sometimes known, a world that consists of very little will eventually break. Maybe not completely, but it will come apart in some way. Often, an event will shatter it. Sometimes, a person will. A person who would seem of little value to the common eye. Well, this is a story about how a world was gently taken apart by a person of no specific value, and of two boys who were thrust into a larger world. And of one clever match maker who had a lot of time on her hands.
You may be wondering who is being spoken of. Well, read on to find out. And please... enjoy to the fullest.
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It was a normal day in the host club room; Tamaki Suoh was wooing ladies with flattering and romantic words as they blushed and giggled. The twins, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, were onto one of their 'gay twin' acts, making the girls they were entertaining giggle and faint. Takashi Morinozuka was entertaining some of the more silent girls, who had requested him, of course, which worked for him fine, since he was more of the silent type anyways. Kyoya Ohtori was also hosting his guests quietly, at least semi-ly. He was working on the finances and answering questions such as 'what's on sale' and 'what events are coming up' and what not. Mitsukuni Haninozuka was eating cake, and being his cute self with his guests.
Haruhi Fujioka, on the other hand, was not entertaining guests today. She was studying. Her grades were normally good, but she was slipping a little bit in mathematics class, which was not a good thing. But, she was glad for a break from the host club. Sometimes those guys really got on her nerves... but she liked them well enough. They were.. pretty good people in general.
She was peacefully sitting by the large window in the room, working some practice problems that Hikaru had thought up for her; he was the math whiz of place. It was somehow quiet in the music room; this was would be somewhat shocking if Haruhi was paying attention. Tamaki had sent out an order earlier for near silence.
But the silence was inturupted by a bang as the large door were thrown open. All eyes turned to the new arrival. No one could tell if it was a he or a she; it was wearing a long flowing cape with a hood drawn up tightly around its face. They all stared for a minute, a little surprised by the sudden interruption. Haruhi was a little irritated... her studying was inturupted now. Hopefully she would be able to get back into the swing of the math after, whatever this little episode was, was over.
The person dramatically whipped her cloak off and declared, "Do not worry, my lost little lambs! Haruka Suzuki is here to clear the way for your poor blind eyes!" it was obviously a girl now. She was short (five three maybe?) with shoulder length brown hair and stunning brown eyes (not quite as big as Haruhi's, but fairly large). She laughed, an almost mocking laugh. "I have come to set you free from your chains of bondage!"
"What's this!" Tamaki cried, looking infuriated. "Why have you burst into our beautiful club room and disrupted our lovely silence and our dear Haruhi's concentration?"
The girl was just as dramatic with words as he was. "I am offended! Surely, truly, your words have buried deep into my soul and left incurable scars, Tamaki, dear! Am I so unknown to you? Am I so disliked among my peers?" she put a hand on her forehead and tilted her head back. "I shall never recover from the wounds you have inflicted upon my heart!" she grinned and dropped the drama. "Seriously, though. Don't you recognize me? I've been in this school for as long as any of you have, if not longer. Come on, give me a little recognition."
Kyoya spoke up. "Yes, I recognize you. You are Haruka Suzuki, first year, class A. You are the heir to the Suzuki Resort, yes?"
She grinned. "Ah, sweet recognition. But the Hitachiin twins and Fujioka should recognize me..." she sighed. "Oh, I am so insulted." she placed a clenched fist over her heart. "So pained by the curse of not being recognized... such a curse I must bear, though. Tis' my decided fate..."
Haruhi rolled her eyes slightly; this girl was dramatic, and not in school uniform to boot. She was wearing boys jeans and a gray shirt with sleeves that went to her elbows. It said something on it... something in English maybe? Haruhi couldn't read it...
She dropped the drama again. "I must request that you end the host club activities early for today! I have an important matter to discuss with the members of the host club!" she grinned, having a seemingly evil glint in her eyes. "I shall return forthwith! Be expectant upon my arrival!" and she disappeared from the room, scooping up her cloak with a flourish and slamming the door loudly.
Hikaru rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. "Talk about stupid. Are we seriously gonna close down shop early for her?"
Kyoya tapped his chin. "She may be of benefit to the club. It is a good idea to at least hear her out. I assume that is fine Tamaki." it was less a question and more of a decided statement.
"B... B-But..." he stuttered, obviously not fond of the idea of listening to the girl who was almost as obnoxious as he was (though he didn't think that).
"Good." Kyoya said, making the final decision. "We will shut down early today!"
And so, with this decision, Tamaki decided to occupy his corner of depression.
Haruhi sighed. I guess this means I won't get to finish my studying... she though, closing her math book and packing away her school supplies. Sometimes she wondered who was really the president of this club...
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