In Your Arms Ouran High School Host Club Fanfiction By Liztress
Summary: Tamaki's close cousin enrolls in Ouran Academy for a month. What happens when she finds the perfect reason to stay for good? And how will it affect her little "problem" back home? Please be kind as this is my first actual fan-fiction. TamakixHaruhi, KyoyaxOC
Prologue
Inside a lilac suede purse, a sleek silver cellphone rings. Perfectly pedicured fingers reach in and grasp it. Another finger presses the talk button as the phone finds its way to an ear.
"Sooo... When is your jet getting here? You have to meet my daughter!" A male voice practically shouted from the phone. In the background, a myriad of voices could be heard.
"Um, Sempai... How many times do I need to remind you that I'm not your daughter?"
"You can tell this is the first time he's used a cell phone."
"I know... He's holding it like its a microphone, Hikaru."
"Haru-chan, would you like to try this strawberry Pocky with me and Usa-chan? Pretty please?"
A smile forms on the dainty pink lips of a fair haired girl. Maybe this trip will be fun, she thinks to herself. As the voices continue to provide some background noise, she thinks back to why it is that she's going to Ouran Academy.
Flashback-
"Rizu-san, I do wish you could look at this logically. You're not really being forced into this as you are making it out to be." An older woman said as she sat on the edge of a purple silk bed. Rizu, the fair haired green eyed girl, ignored her words and continued to pack odds and ends from her closet. "Your father is only looking out for you and your brother. And must I tell you that Hiro-san isn't happy about it either but he's not ging to turn his back on the family."
"Hiro-san takes after Father too much, o-baa-san. If you told him that selling his prized Ferrari was good for the family, he'd do it in a heartbeat. And you know this." Rizu curtly replied as she fumbled to close her overstuffed luggage bags. "Besides, it's close to the time I normally take for vacation and I want to see Tamaki-san."
"Do you think he'll know how to help you with this ordeal you claim to have? The boy has been busy with his own things and you'll just add to it." The woman stood up and helped Rizu with the last bag. "But, if you feel like you need the break, I'll reserve the jet for you." With that, she kissed Rizu on the forehead and left. Sighing, Rizu plomped down on her bed and grabbed her cellphone.
End Flashback-
"It will be landing in ten minutes. When I think about it, I could have just drove to the school." Rizu remarked. She could have sworn she heard Tamaki cheering on the phone as she clicked it off. The trip only took 45 minutes to get from her father's mansion to the nearest airport to Ouran Academy. In this time, she pondered about what she could actually accomplish by running off because of her father's announcement. Two days prior, her brother and she were summoned into her father's study. It was always a rare occasion when he called for them to meet him there and this time was noexception. He informed them that as part of his wanting to entrust his business was well-cared for, he planned on arranging marriages for the both of them. Hiro, not one to displease his father, took the news well and thanked him for it. Rizu, on the other hand, took the news hard. Telling her father that she would never marry someone she never met, let alone loved, she stormed to her room. It was then that she called Tamaki, her cousin, and asked if he could talk his father and her uncle into letting her enroll for a month. Tamaki, always happy to help Rizu out as she was close to him before her family moved, had it set up not even five minutes later. Dreading to tell her father that she decided to leave, she was relieved when he told her that he already talked to Tamaki and was fine with her "vacation." He just wished she could understand why he did what he did. He was secretly hoping that the time away would help her clear her head and accept the arranged marriage like her brother did. Well, maybe I can think of a good excuse as to why I shouldn't be expected to marry some stranger just because Father wants to make sure the business lives on after he's gone. Rizu thought to herself. Honestly, Hiro-san was going to inherit it anyways and I can take care of myself.