Chapter 1 : Ristretto

"Class, today we will be introducing a new student on Ouran's grounds. Her family runs the Sierra de Oro coffee brand we import for teachers and students alike!" The teacher claps his hands, a big smile on his face. He quickly pushes his glasses back up his nose.

"Please give a warm welcome to Miss Hamomoto Yori!"

The class break into excitable whispers amongst each other.

"Hamomoto...Yori?"

"Isn't she from Central America?"

The class hushes as the new student makes her way in. Hikaru and Kaworu look up from their their shared DS, watching the girl's movement.

"Hi! I'm Yori Hamo- Hamomoto Yori! But um, I think the teacher announced it? Sorry, I'm really excited to be here! Let's be good friends, okay?" Yori bends down to her knees. The class giggles.

The twins chuckle under their breath, "What's she doing?"

"My, how friendly!" The teacher beams, "Well, go on ahead. There's an empty seat up here-"

"Oh, um." Yori interrupts. She opens her mouth to say something, but glances at the classroom.

Everyone has their brows raised. No one was not looking at her. Yori bites her bottom lip.

"Um, sorry. It's nothing, nevermind! I'll just…" Yori squeezes past the spaces between the desks, three seats behind the front of the classroom.

The teacher clears his throat, "Now, To begin, We will be reviewing the chapter I'm sure you've all read?"

A couple students sinked down in their seats, while most open their notebooks, searching through their study notes.

Hikaru eyes the girl every once in awhile, irritated. She's constantly fidgeting in her seat, tapping her foot on the floor or tapping her pencil against her chin.

"What's wrong Hikaru?" Kaoru looks up from his notebook. It was his turn to write today's notes.

Hikaru clicked his tongue, "That Yoru girl. She's really annoying."

"How so?" Kaoru asks, going back to writing.

"Look at her," Hikaru hisses between his teeth, "She's constantly moving around. The tapping is getting on my nerves!"

"Really? Maybe it's just her own nerves or something. It's her first day here."

"Why are you apologizing for her?"

"Why are you making a big deal out of it?"

"You two in the back," The teacher interrupts. The entire class turns in their seat to look at the twins. A few were grinning, waiting for them to clown around.

"Is there a problem?"

Both boys sigh, "No, Hisato Sensei."

"I should hope not," Hisato grumbles, pushing his glasses up, "Please keep your eyes on the board."

The class sighs, disappointed in the lack of sass. Yori smiles at the boys before turning back around.

Classes go on as usual, but slower than usual. Hisato had come to Yori for answers, but she wouldn't answer any of them. Hisato scolds her after the fourth time and she shrinks in her seat.

Some students ignore it, but others laugh behind their hands.

"She's as stupid as she sounds," One girl comments.

"She's not even paying attention!" One boy whispers, looking at Yori, who has her chin in her hands, staring blankly ahead.

"Look at her, she was up and about when she got here, where's the energy now?"

The bell rings, stopping Hisato in his tracks. He looks up at the watch, then down to his wrist watch.

"Alright students, you're free to go. You and you," Hisato chooses the girl and the boy who were whispering about Yori, "You two clean the classroom today."

They both groan, mumbling under their breaths.

Everyone packs up and exits the class, Hikaru and Kaoru bee lining towards the music room.

"Welcome back," The hosts greet warmly as girls rush into the music room. All girls sit in their usual spots, chattering about themselves and being served tea and other sweets by Hunny and Mori.

"Ugh," Haruhi scowls, "We're out of coffee."

Hikaru sighs, stretching his arms up to his head. "Want me to go with you to grab another box?" He dismisses himself from the table.

"Might as well," Haruhi shrugs, sitting the coffee pot down, "I don't want to be rushing up and down the stairs for more."

They make their way down the halls and down the flight of stairs, towards the kitchen pantry.

They get a box of some of Netsle's coffee brand introduced by Haruhi when she was a first year, and Hikaru ends up hefting a bag of quality coffee beans to roast in the music room, avoiding the Sierra de Oro brand for now.

As they walk back, They spot a boy cornering a girl, broom in hand.

"I think you should make up for today and possibly the school year. You're too distracting. So is your hair. Ever think of getting a perm?" The boy comments.

"Let me go," The girl says, albeit quietly. The boy kisses his teeth.

"Why are you being such a bitch about this? It's just a little cleaning."

"Hey!" Haruhi yells, marching her way over. The boy stops and looks up.

"Haruhi, quit it!" Hikaru tries to catch up with her, "You'll get us in trouble!"

"I don't think so. Who the hell do you think you are?" Haruhi raises an accusatory finger to the boy. The boy scowls.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? I'm just talking to my friend here."

"That's a funny way of talking to your friends." Haruhi glares at the boy.

"Haruhi, back off already! You're going to get yourself hurt." Hikaru hisses, yanking the girl back by her sleeve. Haruhi shakes off his hand.

"No, are you kidding me? You damn rich people think you can just boss anyone around and not take care of any of your own responsibilities! It's just a little cleaning, right?" Haruhi puts her hand to her hips.

"Take care of it yourself."

The boy looks to Hikaru for assistance. Hikaru sighs, standing behind Haruhi and her words. The boy lets out a snarl and walks off after glaring at the girl he cornered.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Hikaru rolls his eyes, Of course it's Yuri that's made herself into an easy target.

"Yeah," The girls smiles weakly. "Thank you Miss…?"

"Fujioka. Haruhi Fujioka. You are…?" Haruhi asks, smiling sweetly.

"Yo- Hamomoto Yori." Yori bows deeply once more. Haruhi looks over at Hikaru questioningly. He shrugs.

Haruhi then moves to the side and puts Hikaru on the spotlight.

"This is Hi-"

"You're one of the twin boys in my class!" Yori interrupts suddenly. Hikaru does his best to not flinch, but still furrowed his brows at her.

"You don't pay attention either! I saw you playing with a DS!"

"Ah. So that's what you do when I'm not in the same classroom anymore." Haruhi shoots Hikaru an accusatory glare.

"Me and Kaoru take turns writing notes, you worry too much, Haruhi."

"Is he your boyfriend?" Yori asks suddenly. Hikaru blushes scarlett.

"No he's not my boyfriend!"

"I'm not a boy either. Doesn't matter what I am, truthfully."

"Oh, you do look like a boy though. It's the hair. It looks nice. I was thinking of cutting my own hair, " Yori rambles on as she reaches for a chunk of curly brown hair.

"But my hair's too curly. I don't think my father would want me to do anything with my hair, though. I don't either sometimes, but it's hard to take care of it like this. I wish I had straight hair…"

"You got her rambling," Hikaru whispers as Yori talks and talks.

"I didn't think she was a chatterbox." Haruhi whispers back.

"She fidgets a lot in class."

"Ah."

"Yeah."

"Oh, um." Yori stops mid-sentence, looking at Hikaru, "I was wondering if you had the notes? For Hisato sensei's lecture?"

"I don't."

"Oh." Yori frowns, "Yeah, I… yeah. I'm sorry for asking."

"What he means is," Haruhi punches Hikaru's arm, hard. He's careful to not yelp and to keep a straight face.

"His brother, Kaoru, has the notes. You can follow us back," Haruhi offers. Yuri looks between the two. She knocks her fist on her thigh, clearly indecisive.

"Okay, well the others are probably wondering when they're getting their cup of coffee so, we'll see you around Hamo-"

"Yeah," Yori agrees. "I'll go. Can I have some coffee?"

Hikaru mumbles about her probably having enough. Haruhi clears her throat at him.

"Sure. Are you hungry? We've got snacks too."

Yori smiles and nods, Trailing behind Hikaru and Haruhi, keeping conversation with the girl as best she could.