Summary:
Mallery and Vallery are itenticle twins. The catch? They've never met. That will all change when Mallery and Vallery are unknowingly sent to the same school. And what do you get when that school is Ouran Academy? Nothing too pleasant when Mallery and Vallery hate eachother's guts.
LaGuardia Airport, New York. 11:15 a.m.
"Aw, dad, I'm going to miss you." A grin flitted across Mallery Jackson's face. Her high cheekbones seemed to lift as she smiled at her father, who looked at her with melancholy.
"This is the first time you'll be away from me for more than two weeks, pal. You got your guitar? Your violin? Gonna show those Japanese folk how to party?" Her father put a hand on Mallery's shoulder. He gave a choked laugh and a tear slid out of his right eye. "And I promised I wasn't going to be a baby and cry!"
A hot tear rolled out of Mallery's twinkling grey eyes and down her rosy cheek. She rolled her burning eyes. "Oh, thanks dad, now you're making me cry!"
They laughed strangledly and hugged eachother close. Her father pulled away and looked into his daughter's eyes. "Promise me you'll stay safe."
Mallery smiled. "'Course I will. When am I not alert?"
"That's my girl," Her father chuckled. Then, he looked to the gate, which was opening up, and kissed his daughter's cheek. Mallery giggled when his growing beard stubble tickled her cheek. "Be safe."
"And you shave! I don't want to come back to a hairy dad." Mallery rolled her eyes again and ran to the gate, her burgandy hair flowing out behind her. She turned and looked at her father one last time before getting on the plane to Japan. "Bye dad!" With that, she slung her carry-on bag seecurely over her shoulder and spun on her heel, heading into the gate.
"Bye pal!" Her father could be heard calling as Mallery ran down the long way to the plane. She boarded the plane and slipped into her seat. She sat alone- just the way she liked it. It was easier to think.
Mallery sighed as they lifted off and thought to herself, get ready Japan, because Mallery Jackson is on her way!
London Heathrow Airport, London, England. 10:20
"Oh, sweet, are you sure you want to go through with this? We can go back to the hosue right now. We can go shopping around central London and buy new shoes and clothes and eat at a five star resteraunt."
Vallery Chenneour sighed, turning to her mother. "Yes, mum, I want to go through with this." Seeing the slight hurt in her mother's eyes, Vallery's face softened. "Mum, I'm going there on a creative arts scholership! Of course I want to go. And when I become a bestselling artist and top singer with millions of fans, who am I going to thank? You."
Vallery's mother sighed blissfully. "Oh, alright. Sweet, you'll be safe? Stay away from anyone who looks... utterly preposterous?"
"When do I not, mother?" Vallery gave a soft grin.
Her mother pursed her lips, and then hugged Vallery. After the long silenced moment, Vallery's mother pulled away and smiled softly at her daughter. "You make me proud, sweet."
"Always," Vallery replied with a weak smile, feeling her heart twitch at the idea of being away from her beloved mother for a whole school year. Vallery boarded the plane with her small duffle bag and stared out the window at the cloudy skies of London.
I wonder how the weather is there. It must be beautiful to paint. Vallery thought as the plane took off. Her mother's words echoed in her mind.
Make me proud.
Vallery smiled. Always. I'll always make you proud, mum.
"Alright class! Get out your homework from last night." The teacher of 1-A announced, getting in return the usual groans or murmurs ("Oh, no! I forgot to do it last night!").
Just as the teacher was about to start going over the homework, the door burst open, revealing a blond and grey eyed teen panting in the doorway.
"Oh, God... am I late? Seriously?" The teen looked like she was going to laugh nervously. "Uh- sorry."
The teacher looked extremely put out, but took the papers the teen provided. Her eyes scanned the page. She looked up and spoke to the teen, "Introduce yourself."
"O...kay." The teen turned to the class. She opened her mouth to announce who she was, but another girl burst in.
"I'm so sorry! I couldn't find the classroom and-!" She stopped dead, staring at the identicle image of herself. The whole class had gone silent, and the girls looked stricken.
"Holy crap..." The first girl breathed. Then, she regained her composure and turned to the class, her eyes looking slightly troubled. "Um... I'm Mallory Jackson from New York, America. Nice to meet you all." Without looking at the identicle girl in the room, she turned to the teacher. "Where do you want me to sit, then?"
The teacher pointed speechlessly to a spot in front of two red headed twins. Mallory made her way to the open spot and looked at the chalkboard stiocly.
The other girl in the room had also composed herself and turned to the teacher. She handed the teacher her papers and turned to the class, her grey eyes raking over everyone but Mallory. "My name is Vallery. I am from London, England. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
She turned to the teacher and the teacher pointed to the seat beside Mallory.
Almost like a simultanious thought, the two girls thought bitterly, fantastic.
Vallery sat in her seat obediantly and neither girl looked at eachother during the whole time. The bell rang for lunch and the class stood to leave. Once almost everyone was out the door, Vallery looked at Mallory.
Mallory returned the gaze, and both scoffed in sync. They ignored this and headed to the door. The both tried to squeeze through at the same time, which resulted in them spilling out the door and onto the floor.
"Oi!" Mallory glared at Vallery. "Ever heard of personal space? Yeah? Well you're invading mine."
"Oh, like it's such a treat to be sitting next to a barbarian like you." Vallery stood, dusting herself off.
"Listen, primadonna, you talk to me like that again, and there'll be consiquences."
"'Consequences'? What did you have in mind?"
Mallory stood, ignoring the fact almost everyone was staring. The Hitachiin twins and Fujoka Haruhi had also gathered, watching.
"You don't want to know, princess." Mallory took one step forward, a menacing glint in her smokey eyes.
Vallery took that as a challenge. She took a step forward, as well. "Oh I think I do, Yankee."
The two girls glared at eachother venomously. It was funny, despite the tension. Both girls had their burgandy hair flowing down their backs, their equally grey eyes narrowed in glares, and they were the same hight and size. No one would have known who was who if they didn't keep calling eachother angry nicknames.
Both girls turned on their heels and headed the opposite direction. After a few seconds, they turned and came back the way they went. As they passed eachother, both girls were heard muttering irritatedly in sync, "wrong way..."
It went on like that until the end of the school day, when Hikaru and Kaoru told Tamaki of the twin girls who didn't know the other existed. The Host Club was closed that day, so they had the whole rest of the afternoon to themselves.
"That's tragic!" Tamaki put a hand to his forhead. Then he brought it down in his open palm, a look of determination on his face. "We, the Host Club, are going to help them form a bond of sisterly love that will help them see they are siblings, and siblings love eachother!" He looked at Kaoru and Hikaru out of the corner of his eye. "Not at much love as you two do generally, but they should love eachother! Where did you see them last?"
"Well, Mallory-" Hikaru began.
"We think its Mallory." Kaoru added quickly.
"- went to the second music room, which is a floor up. I think its right above us, actually." Hikaru continued.
"And Vallery-" Kaoru started.
"We think its Vallery." Hikaru added.
"- went to the gardens near the northwest side of Ouran." Kaoru finished.
"Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny, and Mori will go fetch Mallory and Kyouya, Haruhi and I will go get Vallery." Tamaki decided. So they set off in search for the conflicted twins.
With Mori, Hunny, and the Hitachiin twins
"Is this Music Room #2, Kao-chan?" Hunny looked down at Kaoru from Mori's shoulders. Kaoru nodded and Hikaru and Kaoru pried the door open silently. They saw a figure sitting on the couch in the middle of the room with the figure's back to them. The figure picked up a long, stick-like object and placed it on the strings of the violin she carried.
After a few seconds of waiting, the violin begun to emit music.
The song was energetc- like a battle cry. It made you want to dance all night and all day long. The tune was speedy, and the Hosts who watched were baffled that any kind of music like this could exist. It was so inspiring. They watched the figure sway with the beat as she played.
As the song slowed, then came to a complete halt, laughter filled the room from the girl who played the song. "That was awesome!" She got up and danced around, a grin fixed on her face. Her smokey grey eyes saw the twins, Mori, and Hunny and she shrieked, falling back. "Holy crap! When'd you get there!?"
"When you started singing." Hikaru and Kaoru replied simultaniously.
"Well, okay then..." Mallory Jackson stood, still looking a little startled, and she smiled at the four in the doorway. "What can I do for you guys?"
They blinked and Hunny hopped down from Mori's shoulders, skipping over to the girl. "Hi! I'm Hunny!"
The girl gaped. "Is 'Hunny' your real name...?"
Hunny paused confusedly, but shook his head. "No. It's Mitsukuni Haninozuka."
"Whoa... you Japanese people have the most tricked out names..." Mallory laughed quietly, running a hand through her outragously wavy hair. "So do you guys need anything?"
"We'd like you to come to Music Room #3." Hikaru said boredly, but inside he was marvling at the girl. She was beautiful, talented, and not affected by their looks. Not even Hunny's!
Mallory frowned. "Why?"
"We want you to come to our club, Mally-chan!" Hunny tweeted, and Mallory smiled down at him.
"That's what my dad used to call me. Minus the 'chan'." She giggled, ruffling Hunny's hair. "Okay, squirt, I'll come."
Hunny didn't know wether to be offended by the nickname "squirt" or wether to be happy she was cooperating. He chose the latter.
"Yay!" He danced over to Mori. "Did you hear that, Takashi?"
"So wait," Mallory pointed to Hunny. "Mitsukuni- or, I guess you prefer Hunny." She pointed to Mori. "Takashi?"
His lips parted, "Mori."
"Oh... Okay then. Mori," She pointed at Hikaru and Kaoru. "Hikaru and Kaoru?"
They grinned, not being able to stop themselves. "Hey- Mallory... do you want to play a game?"
Mallory's eyes lit up. "Sure! What kind of game?"
"Which one is Hikaru game!" The twins pulled out matching hats to cover their parts and switched around.
Mallory put a hand to her chin, studying the two Hitachiins. She suddenly grinned, pointing to Kaoru, "Kaoru," she pointed to Hikaru, "and Hikaru!"
The twins stood with their mouths agape. Mallory threw a fist into the air.
"Yeah! I never lose games like that!"
"How'd you know, Mally-chan?" Hunny asked with wide, curious eyes.
Mallery winked at Hunny with a twinkle in her eyes. "It wasn't that hard." She turned to the twins. "I've observed something, too. Hikaru and Kaoru- you two act like eachother to confuse your identities. But guess what? You'll need to drop the blocks sometime and face who you really are." Mallery winked at them again and followed Mori and Hunny out, the twins following behind a few feet.
"How did she...?" Kaoru whispered to his brother, who just shrugged, looking dazed.
"I'm not sure, but..."
The twins exchanged devious smirks. "I think we've found our new toy."
With Tamaki, Haruhi, and Kyouya
Tamaki crept silently around the gardens by the northwest side of the building. Kyouya and Haruhi followed uninterestedly. Tamaki spotted a girl with long, waist length burgandy hair with her back to him. She was drawing on a sketch pad, and Tamaki heard her humming faintly.
"He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to save him
My whole world would cave in
It just ain't right
It just ain't right
"Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster."
She continued humming blissfully, unaware of the three Hosts listening attentively. They watched the pencil in her hand flit across the page naturally, becoming the mirror image of the rose her eyes repeatedly flickered to.
"If you must watch me do my drawing, then at least make your prescence known." She didn't turn, but Tamaki, Haruhi, and Kyouya knew she was talking to them.
How did she...? Haruhi thought curiously, slightly startled.
The girl finally turned, her grey eyes soft yet peircing.
"Hello there," She smiled slightly, closing her sketch pad.
She's completely different from the classroom. Haruhi noted.
"Do you need something?" Vallery asked politely.
"Hello, princess," Tamaki jumped at the change, pouncing on the moment. He took her hand and brought it to his lips, winking at Vallery. "You look ravishing. My name is Suoh Tamaki."
Vallery blinked, and then giggled. "Hello, Tamaki. To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"I would like to invite you to my club. Would you come, princess?"
"Tamaki let me assure you, I am far from a princess." Vallery smiled. "But I will attend your club. What is it?"
"A Host Club." Tamaki announced proudly. Vallery contemplated, and then smiled up at Tamaki.
"Lead the way, Tamaki."
He smiled and began to walk back to the Club room, Vallery on his heels. Kyouya and Haruhi walked a few paces behind them, feeling completely lost.
"Did she fall for his charm?" Haruhi wondered aloud. "I couldn't actually tell..."
"It seems Vallery did not fall for his charm- she is just a very polite, well-mannered young lady. I wonder- is her sister the same way?"
Far from it. Haruhi thought, trying not to imagine the outcome of the sisters realizing they'd been played.
At the Club Room
"You were really good at the violin, Mally-chan!" Hunny complimented as they entered the club room. Mallery grinned.
"I've been practicing for all my life. My dad and I are musicians at heart! I play guitar and violin, and he plays guitar and base. We used to play in Jazz clubs, but then dad decided it was time for me to 'spread my wings', as he likes to call it."
"That's sweet," Hunny commented, a grin on his face. He and Mori escaped to their table, where Hunny blissfully ate his cake. Hikaru and Kaoru watched as Mallery pulled out her violin from the case and started to run her hand across the surface of the wood.
The door to the room burst open and Tamaki, Haruhi, Vallery, and Kyouya strolled in.
"You...!!" The twin girls glared venomously at eachother. Vallery turned to Tamaki and Mallery turned to the twins.
"How dare you!" Vallery gasped, glaring at Tamaki, who looked utterly frightened.
"If I'd known I'd have to see that clone I wouldn't have come!" Mallery screeched at the twins, who looked stricken.
"'Clone'? You think I'm the clone? Ha!" Vallery turned to Mallery, who did the same.
"Yeah! You're the clone, because I know my dad and he would tell me if I had a twin. You are not a twin. You are a clone."
"Oh yeah, Yankee? What if you're the clone? My mother is high in the fashon buisness and would never keep a secret from her beloved daughter."
"Whatever, clone." Mallery sneered. "You avoid me and I'll avoid you. Deal?"
"Agreed," Vallery spat. "Oh, and one more thing- you should really think about changing so people here don't think you're one hundred percent barbarian." Vallery shot a glare at Mallery before turning out of the room. The Hosts were watching in awe.
"Shut up, primodanna!" Mallery yelled right as Vallery left the room. Mallery looked down at her clothes. Jeans, a T-shirt with "Chat Noir" on it, and converse. What was so bad about that? At least she wasn't like Vallery- wearing that awful banana colored dress.
"Little british devil...!" Mallery growled. She set her violin into the case, slammed it closed, and stormed out of the room, mumbling to herself angrily.
"Well..." Kyouya smirked. "That was a fail."
