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Another Ouran High School Host Club Fan-fic! It's a bit different but it's all for fun! If you enjoy then review and if you didn't enjoy review and I can change my mistakes! I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: What is the point in these? I don't think it's really relevant. *Mutters dark curses about wasted space and having to type this*
Everyone calls me Menimienai. It means The Invisible. And I live up to my name. But sometimes I have the need to impress. So along with playing the violin and piano I perform Magic, to keep things... Interesting. I stand at the front of the class and wave my hand in the air, snapping my fingers, a dove appears, and it flies around the classroom and lands on my outstretched arm. I blow on it and it disappears. The class stare at me in disbelief. I bow and exit the class just as the bell rings signalling the end of school, hating the sudden attention.
I look for a music room, hoping to find one with a grand piano, or a violin. I'm not picky seeing as I can play both of them better than most musicians. I have plenty of time. I walk up to a room labelled Music Room 3. I've never heard of it. I open the doors and walk in. It's HUGE. There are tables and chairs lined up around the room, but I pay them no heed because I've just spotted the huge piano in the far corner of the room, next to giant arch windows. The piano is beautifully engraved, with so much detail. I sit down on the plush stool and place my hands on the keys and let out a deep breath before applying weight to the keys. The sound that rings out is incredible, crisp clear and perfectly tuned, I allow my mask to fade as I smile, my hands gliding across the keys playing the song that never leaves my memory, I'm on the 3rd line repeat, second bar when I open my eyes and see the boy standing there. He has stunning violet eyes with blonde hair slightly covering them; he's really tall with weirdly long legs. But then he speaks. "Aha! A fellow piano player! I've never heard one playing the piano so gracefully, apart from myself of course, but I've never heard the song, I would ask Kyoya but he isn't here so I guess we just need to wait." He rambles, striking dramatic poses. By the time he's finished I've made my way over to the door and I'm turning the handle. I don't want to be late. But before I can open the stupid door, it flies open and hits me on the head. Two boys stand in front of me, evidently twins, looking shocked. I hold my head tight and try not to cry out. "M'attraper?!" I ask the Blonde. I start to feel extremely nauseous, a horrible feeling making the room around me dance. The room is hazy and I'm no longer wearing my glasses. He understands and runs forwards to catch me just as I black out. Great, that's going to leave a hell of a bruise.
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So what do you think? Please review for me J I know I have a lot of unfinished stories, so it would really help if you could read them and give me any suggestions to help me round them off! For those of you who aren't fluent in French, M'attraper means catch me. Kay! Xx. So in the next chapter after someone favourites or follows or something. I don't mind because it's writing this that really matters to me!