Hello people! New story. I've been reading loads of Twilight fanfics lately, and came up with an idea for one - so here it is. There is a slight crossover with Ouran High School Host club, and both are totally AU. Hope you enjoy the story, pairings will be made known later.

Disclaimer : I don't own Twilight, or OHSHC.

Chapter 1

All the windows were open in the car, the dry wind blowing through the vehicle. There were three women and a man in the car, the oldest woman talking to the two in the back.

"You know, you don't need to go Bella, Dylan. Bella I can stay with you, and Dylan, you can go back to school." Their mother, Renée Dwyer almost pleaded, not wanting her daughters to go where she knew they did not want to go.

Isabella 'Bella' Swan was a pretty girl. She was tall, around 5'7 with the right curves and a heart-shaped face. She had large, doe brown eyes framed by dark brown eyes lashes and pouty pink lips, with a button nose. She had long, wavy brown hair - with red tints - down to her mid-back. She was seventeen years old. She just nodded to what her mother was saying, knowing that she wasn't going to change her mind. Bella glanced towards he sister, grimacing slightly at the angry frown (pout) on her face.

Nami Nekozawa scowled at her mother. Renée refused to call her her real name, claiming it to be too foreign, and insisted on calling her something else. Knowing she couldn't stop her, Nami told her she could call her something different as long as it had the same sort of meaning as her real name. Renée, from then on, called her Dylan Swan - something she did not like one bit - both first names meaning something to do with the waves. Now, Nami was a young girl, at fifteen years old. She was rather short, only coming up to 4'11, and rather slender. She had the high cheek bones of aristocracy, a soft jawbone and a slender nose. Her eyes were large and pale blue, surrounded by black eyelashes. Her hair was a dark blonde, and fell to her hips in big curls. She was still scowling at her mother, not believing she got pulled out of her school - her élite, top of the class school - to go to some horrid highschool in some horrid backwater town and live with her half sisters father - who, she rather grudgingly admits to liking - just because their mother didn't want her baby Bella to live with her father without some female company.

You see, Bella and Nami shared the same mother, Renée Dwyer, and her husband Phil, but they had different fathers. Bella's father was Charlie Swan, the chief of police in Forks, Washington, which was where they were going to live. Nami's father was Fumio Nekozawa, who, before he died, lived in Tokyo, Japan. Before she was forced to live back in America permanently, Nami attended Ouran Middle School Academy, with her two best friends Yasuchika Haninozuka and Satoshi Morinozuka. She was also great friends with their older brothers, Hani and Mori, along with their friends, the rest of the Host club - Tamaki Suoh, Kyouya Oohtori, Hikaru and Karou Hitachiin and Haruhi Fujioka.

Glancing towards he sister again, Bella couldn't help but sigh when she saw Nami still glaring at their mother.

They got to the airport quickly enough, and both girls grabbed their bags with the help of their mother and Phil. After checking in their suitcases and getting their tickets, the young girls walked towards their terminal, as their flight left in ten minutes. They turned towards Renée and Phil for one last goodbye.

"Ohh, I'm going to miss you two!" Renée cried, wrapping her arms around Bella, made easy by the fact her carry on was on the floor by her feet. She hugged her youngest next, but it was harder as she not only had her bag slung over her shoulder, but was also carrying her violin case. She still managed it though, and held onto her for a shorter amount of time, used to her youngest going of for school. As the automated voice rang out announcing their flight, the young girls got hugged by their mother one more time, and were on their way to the plane after a pat on the back each from Phil.

It was four hours later and they were getting ready to land in Port Angeles. Nami was listening to her Ipod, and reading Naruto, a manga. Bella was reading one of her favourite books, Wuthering Heights, occasionally glancing at her sister, and when she did, having to stifle her laughter at her sisters facial expressions. When they finally landed, they got of the plane as quickly as they could, rushing over to the baggage claim. They stood there for half an hour. By the time they had everything, the two were carrying more than they could handle. Between each other they had nine bags and three music cases. They went to find a trolley before looking for Charlie.

It didn't take long to find him, and soon they were in the cruiser and on their way to Forks. Bella couldn't help but laugh when she saw her sister sitting in the middle seat in the back, surrounded on either side by bags. There was an awkward silence in the car, and it wasn't until they got halfway to their new home that it was broken.

"Your hair longer, Bells" Charlie told his daughter. Nami laughed silently in the back seat at the conversation starting in the front seats.

"I've had it cut since the last time I saw you."

"Must have grown out then" The only answer was a nod of the head, a small giggle from Nami and more awkward silence.

They had passed the 'Welcome to Forks' sign by the time Charlie spoke up again.

"I got you a car Bells. So you can drive yourself and Nami to school."

"You didn't need to do that Dad. I've got enough money saved up to buy one myself." Bella complained. She scowled when she heard Nami mutter -

"Don't you mean, we have enough money to buy a car."

"Well, It's a good car, and... well, you remember Billy Black, don't you?" Charlie asked.

"Uhhuh." Bella said absently. Nami nodded her head, remembering the Blacks, their son being her childhood play friend.

"Well, Billy's in a wheelchair now, so nodded to get rid of his car, so I bought it of him."

"Right. What sort of car is it dad?"

"Well, its red, and a truck. A Chevy I think."

Bella nodded once more, rather thankful that Charlie got her a car, instead of her and Nami having to go car shopping.

When they pulled up in front of the house, Bella squealed quietly when she saw the red truck sitting outside it.

"Oh Dad, its perfect. Thank you!" Charlie blushed at the praise, pleased that his daughter liked the present, and smiling wider when he saw Nami smiling at him in approval.

Looking at her new home, and Bella's new truck, Nami couldn't help but think that this might not be too bad.