The Quiet Princess
Ouran High School Host club FanFiction
Written By: Itachan18
Chapter One:
A/n: Ciao! Well, this is my first Ouran fanfiction! Name may be up for change. So, hopefully it won't be too bad. Anyway, it's been a while since I read the manga, but I've had this idea in my head for a while. So, hopefully it works out well! Anyways, let me know what you all think! Happy readings!
Satsuki Naoe. Class A. First year. The daughter of a foreign fashion designer who chose to go to school in Japan to be closer to her mother while her father contuined his work for his upcoming collection.
She was rather quiet, and kept to herself most of the time. She came to the Host Club quiet often, but was usually accompanied by another girl, who was quiet a big fan of the Hikaru and Karou as well as Tamaki, but she didn't seem quiet as interested. Although, she would often have an amused smile on her lips at the twins antics. Even if she wasn't sitting with them.
So, in all reality, Satsuki Naoe really wasn't anyone special. Just another girl among the countless that seemed to come and go among the Host Club for one reason or another.
Or at least that's how it started...
"Suki! You gotta get some interest. Is Tamaki not your type?" Satsuki looked up at her friend, Amaya, through the corner of her bright blue, almost icy colored, blue eyes. She then shrugged, and continued eating her lunch.
"I'm not telling you what my type is." Satsuki said simply, raising her eyebrows slightly as she looked at her egg rolls." Do you want my rolls? I don't really like this brand." She questioned, pushing the egg rolls to her friend, who just sighed heavily, shaking her head.
"Fine. I don't know why you don't just tell the people who cook for you that you don't want them." Amaya said with a shrug, and then took the egg rolls, and sat them in her bento box. Satsuki looked at her friend, and then shrugged slightly.
The truth was that Satsuki was rarely in charge of her own lunch. Her mother, a famous singer from back in the day turned fashion designer, would often tell the cook what to put in Satsuki's lunches, never even asking her daughter what she would want to eat. Not that Satsuki particularly cared one way or the other.
"Today's lunch is good." Satsuki said to nobody in particular as she picked up her drink, and began to drink with slow, careful sips, before setting it down on the table before her. Amaya looked at her with a critical expression to her dark brown eyes, and then sighed as she looked forward.
"You're so apathetic. Isn't there something that you like?" Amaya complained, pursing her lips as she looked at her friend, who shrugged once more.
"There's plenty that I like."She corrected, sighing as she began eating some of the mochi her mother had always made sure was in her lunch. Her favorite type.
"Yeah, but you never get excited over anything." Amaya complained, twisting some of her straight, dark brown hair. Satsuki looked at her, and then shrugged slightly.
"Well, there's plenty that I do like. I just don't see the point in getting overly excited, and making a big deal out of everything." Satsuki replied, putting the lid back over her box, and leaning forward on the table as she pulled out a book, and began reading with an emotionless expression on her face. Amaya sighed, shaking her head.
"Lunch is for relaxing, Satsuki, not doing schoolwork." Amaya teased.
"The deal for me coming here to Japan for my schooling was that I make good grades. I practically have to have straight A's in order to stay here instead of going back to France." Satsuki replied, glancing at her dark haired friend. "If I slip up, I have to go back to Paris. I want to stay here for as long as I can." She replied, and then went back to the book."I can't have any distractions." She whispered to herself. Amaya sighed heavily, laying her head dramatically on the table.
"You're impossible." She whined. Satsuki cracked a small smile, and then cleared her throat as she continued to study.
"And now time to visit the Host Club!" Amaya said in excitement the moment school ended. Her face was red as she babbled on and on about one Host Club or another as Satsuki pretended to listen with the vague answers of:
"Uh-huh."
Or...
"Hmm."
Or...
"Ah."
Or...
"Really? I see. Interesting."
With no real reflection of interest in her voice.
Satsuki was used to this type of excitement from her friend, and she was almost certain that the amount of babbling was just Amaya trying to find out her type, and then thrust her towards the assuited Host member. In all reality, Satsuki had no time for relationship or boys if she was committed to keep her grades up, and staying in Japan. And she was committed.
She didn't want to go to France. Where her father spent a good amount of the time ignoring her while he worked on desgeins, or was running his he didn't mean to ignore her. He was a busy man, and that was another reason she came to live with her mother. Even if her mother was busy herself, at least she paid some attention to her.
"... So, that's why!" Amaya called out in excitement. Satsuki looked at her with confusion.
"Why what?" SHe asked.
"Uggh." Amaya groaned, rolling her eyes."You didn't hear a word I said, did you?" She deadpanned.
"Whatever." Satsuki replied. Amaya ignored her friend, and walked into the club where they were greeted with the usual type of greeting.
"How lovely it is to see you two princess's again. The day seems a bit brighter now that you have come." Tamaki flirted, touching Amaya's face, and tilting it upwards closer to his face, which made Amaya blush heavily, and stumble over her words."Ahh, and the usual quiet princess herself. Would you like a cookie, Princess?" Tamaki offered Satsuki a smile, offering her a plate of cookie. She looked at them,and then nodded slightly as she reached for one.
"Thank you." She said softly, flashing her usual, small and polite smile that she would flash to anyone.
"Ah! So, the quiet princess speaks! However,there is no need to thank me. You're voice is like that of an angel. It is thanks enough just to hear it." He flashed her a bright, flirty smile. Satsuki blushed slightly, but looked back at her hands.
Ok. I won't ever tell Amaya, but he's good. Now that I'm actually paying attention, it's actually kind of... Fun. Not that I'm gonna tell Amaya. This fantasy is more her thing.
Satsuki looked around subtly, trying not to draw attention to herself as Tamaki flirted with another girl. She noted the Hitachiin brothers doing their usual banter. Hunny was eating one of the cakes with childish glee while the girls fawned over him. Mori was standing quietly behind him. Her eyes lingered on him a bit longer, but then she quickly moved on. Harui was entertaining some girls himself with some "commoner" charm. Kyoya stood in the back, watching the room with a calculated expression.
Satsuki quickly looked away from him, and towards the twins once more. She noticed one of them was looking at her for a split second before continuing his part. Satsuki quickly looked away, keeping herself composed.
"Mother! I'm home!" Satsuki called out with a sigh as she entered the rather large mansion, adjusting the weight of her school bag on her shoulders." Mother?" She called out a bit louder when there was no answer.
"Oh! Miss Satsuki, I thought that you received the message from your mother earlier." One of the maids came in a flurry to meet the young girl, who merely gave her a cool expression as she pulled out her phone.
"My phone has been off since I left for school. Mother knows this." She replied, her eyebrows drawing together as she turned on the phone.
"Well, your mother had sent you a message." The maid replied.
"Mmm... Well, I'll see it in a moment." She replied, sighing in annoyance as she swiped her other notification away, and then, soon enough, a message popped up. Several, as a matter of fact, but only one was from her mother. Lucky for her, it was only sent thirty minutes ago, when she was en-route home from Ouran Academy.
I won't be home when you come,but I will be coming for you shortly in a hour so that you can attend dinner with a very special guest who wants to collaborate on some desgeins for her upcoming fashion show! Sure to be exciting! Wear that blue dress with the scoop neck, alright? You look simply to die for in that! Ciao!
Satsuki sighed heavily, but nodded as she swiped the message aside, and then smiled at the maid.
"Do you want help getting ready, Miss Satsuki?" The maid offered. Satsuki smiled softly,and shook her head.
"No. Thanks. I got it." She said simply, and then quickly walked past the maid, and began to walk up the stairs to get ready.
Sure enough, being late, Satsuki luckily had just a few minutes to start reading the book her teacher had given to the class for a report due in a week. She had dressed in the light blue, scoop-neck, dress that her mother had already set on her bed, along with a pair of white high heeled shoes that went nicely with the dress.
The dress was loose, but not too loose as it still showed off some of Satsuki's nicer assets, such as her thin waist, when she moved in the silky dress. She chose to do due her light brown, naturally curly hair, half up, and held together by a flower pendant her mother had given her a few years previous as birthday gift. Satsuki placed a necklace that had a flower, with a blue center, around her neck, and some natural looking make-up with light pink lipstick to her face.
"My! You look absolutely adorable!" Her mother exclaimed, entering the room with gusto as she bent down to hug her daughter tightly.
"Mother, I can't breath." Satsuki chocked out, pushing against her mother's thin frame. Her mother laughed a bit airily, and then pulled back, smiling as she cupped her daughter's face.
"You look so beautiful. Come. We'll be late! Don't want to give off the wrong impression!" Her mother exclaimed, grabbing her daughter by the wrist, and pulling her away. Satsuki sighed, shaking her head,and then smiled softly as she allowed herself to be carried away.
Satsuki couldn't help but to wonder just who her mother was expecting to see. Satsuki couldn't help but to let her mind wonder as she ran through the list of possibilities. Some were more of a fun prospect than others for one reason or another. Although she was having fun with the possibilities, her face remained a closed off mask, not letting anyone in on her true thoughts, much to her mother's annoyance.
"Satsuki Dear, please try to smile and look pleasant. This person is bringing her family too. You should try to look a little excited." Her mother stated, pulling out a pocket mirror, and fixing her make-up.
A female desgeiner who is bringing along her family?
Satsuki thought to herself, her heart beating just a bit faster in her chest.
The twins are the sons of a famous fashion designer too, but that would be too weird. Just think of something else Satsuki. Don't get freaked out over nothing.
She thought to herself, calming down her beating heart.
The restaurant itself was quiet nice. Very expensive from the looks of it, but Satsuki was sure to enjoy herself since it promised to serve some foreign food, which Satsuki always enjoyed tasting.
"This is incredible, Mother." Satsuki whispered to her mother with a wide grin. Satsuki's mother looked at her daughter, and grinned brightly.
"It was Mrs. Hitachiin's idea!" Her mother exclaimed happily, taking a seat in the appointed booth.
Hikaru and Karou's mother. Great. She'll probably bring them along too. Not that it's a bad thing. Unexpected is all.
Satsuki thought to herself, sighing heavily.
"Why did you decide to bring me, Mother? If it's business, should I be home? Besides, I have alot of homework to do." Satsuki said, taking a sip of the provided water.
"Well, we haven't spent too much time together. This is a big opportunity for me, but I didn't want to give up time with you. So, after I told her that I was bringing you along, apparently she thought it was a good idea to bring along her family as well. We'll probably get a separate booth nearby when we get to talking about business though." Her mother sounded apologetic, even giving her daughter a small smile. Satsuki nodded, tucking a piece of hair behind her ears.
"It's business." She said simply, looking off to the side at a menu that offered different types of liquor.
"Right. Try to smile though, Dear, you look so pretty when you smile." Her mother preened, fixing her hair. Satsuki sighed, shaking her head slightly.
Soon enough, maybe five minutes after Satsuki and her mother appeared, the Hitachiin family appeared as well. Satsuki noted the mother, a beautiful woman, the splitting image of the Hitachiin brothers, walked through with a quiet looking man, a little girl beside him, and of course the Hitachiin twins, who looked rather mischievous as always with their grins.
The smiles seemed to falter slightly as they looked at Satsuki, seemingly surprised, but adopted their mischievous grins rather quickly as they took their seats in behind their father, younger sister, and mother.
"What a lovely daughter." Mrs. Hitachiin said, flashing a bright smile at Satsuki, who merely smiled slightly, bowing her head slightly.
"Thank you." Satsuki said, glancing at the twins.
One of them, Karou she guessed, looked at her a bit longer, before looking off. Satsuki tried to control the blush that arose on her face as she looked at the menu that her mother offered to her with a smile.
The dinner went rather well, although not much business was done, other than exchanging a few manila envelopes, and some contact information, which was strictly said between the two older women as if the families of both of them weren't there.
Satsuki didn't mind, however. She was used to the same treatment from her father when he took her on business dinners as well. It was expected, after all. Still, she took the opportunity to view the twins in a way that most of the girls in Ouran would kill for a glimpse.
Outside of school, just themselves, and no act of brotherly love. They seemed to keep to themselves, fawning over their sister, who seemed to turn them down, much to Satsuki's amusement. Their father was silent, but offered them a smile before whispering something to the little girl's ear, making the girl laugh a bit.
"You go to school with Hikaru and Karou. Don't you?" The father asked after a few moments pause as Mrs. Hitachiin and Satsuki's mother continued to talk. Satsuki looked up at the dark haired man, and nodded slightly.
"I transferred from France. This is my first school year in Japan." She explained. The father nodded slightly.
"Why did you come all this way?" Karou asked, surprising Satsuki. The twins never really spoke to anyone outside the Host Club. So, it was a surprise that one of them initiated conversation.
"It's complicated." She replied. He seemed to take it at the face value, nodding as he looked down at his plate.
That was a surprise.
Satsuki thought to herself, smiling to herself.
The dinner went off rather well, and was over within an hour and a half.
"Well, you got my contact information,but let's make another meeting for three days." Miss Hitachiin told her mother, who nodded, flashing a matching bright smile.
"Of course. It was great meeting you and your family."
"The same to you." They shook hands, and exchanged other pleasantries before going their separate ways.
Fun Fact:
Originally, when i planned this out., it was suppose to be entirely in Karou's point of view. But when I started writing it out, I ran into some problems, and this just seemed to come out a bit more natural. I still like what I had for Karou, though, so who knows. I might actually post it someday!
Anyways, thanks for reading! Let me know your thoughts! Happy readings!
