Haha, I said that I would make an Ouran story. So, yosh!! Here it is! :D
I don't own Ouran. Nor will I ever. Damn, I wish I did though. D:
Summary: She was taken away and bought as a slave to a person she didn't even know. For all her life, she's been breathing for that one person. He didn't know that she would be here. It was all a big surprise... How will this be for the two? Will he throw her out or keep for as a purpose? MorixOC
Breaking Free
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Chapter One: Opening the Door... I saw Her
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It was a bright day in May. The clock tower rang dismissing the students of Ouran High to their second club.
The silent kendo student changed out of his sparing uniform and went out the door to find his beloved cousin that seemed to leave without him, but he knew the reason well.
It was like this everyday. (Besides that Hunny would wait) Ah, but today was somewhat different. He could feel it. Not just that the Host Club would most likely be holding a celebration for his birthday as the oldest of the members, but there was just something in the air telling him that something was bound to happen.
As he predicted, when he opened the door to the Third Music Room, the confetti fluttered about and the room echoed with "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!".
It was all what he knew would happen. The gifts were given and he cut the cake that was made by the Host Club with Haruhi's assistance. It was all the same.
"Mori-senpai," Haruhi asked, "Do you know what your family is planning for you?"
"No," he responded. It was all he had to say. Obviously, that too would be the same. The cake, the gifts... Everything...
"Ah, I see," she smiled, "I hope you like that cake. Everybody worked hard on it. It took us multiple times to bake the cake. Tamaki-senpai messed it up a countless number of times."
"I see."
"Eh?! Haruhi!! Why must you state such lies?!" Tamaki cried.
"They're not lies, senpai. They're true."
Of course, all the members would now join in on the conversation that would gather much attention to the customers.
"Mori-senpai," his fan asked, "Why do you keep yourself so silent and mysterious?"
'Why?' he thought to himself, 'That's a good question.'
He couldn't get the right reason. It wasn't to block out others or just to charm girls with the mysterious look. It was that...
"It's just how I am," he stated.
Hearts floated around his customers; They were all charmed by him. He didn't understand the reason why it was this way, but it just happened.
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Clubs had ended and thus so had school. Mori walked outside of the school to where a line of foreign cars and limos were there to pick up the wealthy lineage students.
He spotted his chauffeur and walked into the vehicle.
"Happy Birthday Sir," the chauffeur added just as he was just about to close the car door.
"Ah, thank you."
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After a long agonizing drive home, he walked in to be greeted by the countless amount of service members congratulating him. He made it into his family room to see his mother ready with her arms out for a hug.
He accepted it as he thanked her for the welcome. Even his father, that was also usually very silent, had talked much more than 10 words to him. However, there was one missing. His younger he gotten home, he should've been glomped by him. He was probably getting Piyo-chan (Mori's bird) to greet him on this special occasion as well.
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Dinner was over as he filled himself with his favorite traditional foods and the natto (fermented soy beans) he had craving for a while.
"Ah, that's right," Satoshi suddenly bursted out, "Tanaka-san told me that you have package from someone. It's in your room."
"Ah," responds. His brother was much the opposite of him. He got quite irritating when he didn't say anything back, but at least the words 'ah' meant something.
This was it. That package was the thing. He could feel it in his gut. Wishing now that his home wasn't so many floors high, he briskly made his way up to the third floor, where his room was.
As he entered his room, there was nothing. He walked into his room to find two cards placed on his bed. The first was from Tanaka-san, the butler.
'Happy Birthday, Obochama.
Please read the other card before you open your gift
It had given me instructions to open the box, but I apologize if that was not to be my part; however, I am unaware of what the gift is.
-Tanaka'
He grabbed the other card. It had been from his uncle. Not the one that was the father of the bubbly, lollishota cousin of his, but the disturbing, greedy uncle that he hated to call family.
'Takashi,
You've a grown man now and so I thought you would need a companion seeing as though you don't have one.
It's name is Satomi. Just call its name and it'll answer you. You gotta find it though. Don't worry. Thing's well trained. Take care of it. Wasn't to easy to get.
Your uncle.'
He crumbled up the note and threw it into the bin.
"He got me a pet?"
It was what he thought as weird sign, but this seemed to be it. His gut feeling had left and all that was left was the curiosity of the pet.
"Satomi, come out," he calls.
There was no answer.
"Satomi."
Then, there was a sound. It was like a yelp that came from his closet.
Unsure, he grabs a sword off his wall and unsheathes it. He walks toward the closet, placing his hand on the handle. He jerks it open as he points the tip of his sword at the figure inside.
He looks to see the so called 'pet' as he dropped the sword from shock.
Satomi... was not an animal, but a human. She was completely unclothed and handcuffed.
She sat in a 'PE' position that Tamaki said once to save space in commoner's houses. Her knees had covered her chest as she looks up and smiled.
"Takashi-kun... I've been waiting for you," her voice rang.
His uncle, yes, was a twisted man. He had bought her for his gift. It didn't seem like she had eaten in the last few days after as her figure was slightly skeletal.
He took off his school jacket as cover her body with it.
"Thank you," she muzzled her head against his chest.
What was he supposed to do? There was no way his parents would accept her the way she is now.
He grabbed his phone to call for the three people that could help him... The only way out...
Minutes passed and he could hear the squealing of cars, the brisk footsteps, and finally that doorbell chimed.
He gently gestured Satomi back into the closet, "I'll be back..."
She nodded as went back to her position.
He walks down to see his help. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Kyouya. There were reasons it was them and no one else. The other three would be no use for know.
"Come up," he started his way back up the insanely long stairs.
As they walked into the room the twins complained, "Damn Mori-senpai. You're stairs are way too long just to get to the third floor. Ever thought of renovation? Anyways, why did you need us?"
"Did you bring what I needed?" he asks.
"Hai, but it scares me why you want them... It's not even your size!" Hikaru comments.
He puts his hand on the handle once again, "Don't freak out. She's a gift."
"What's a- Holy- mmmfhmmm!" Kaoru screamed as he saw what was in the closet. Kyouya reluctantly covered his mouth.
"Mori-senpai. Why is there an exposed, handcuffed, and malnourished girl in your closet?" Kyouya asked also somewhat disturbed.
"Yes, Mori-senpai... Why?!" Hikaru angrily whispered, "What would the school think about this?!"
He sigh, "My uncle just sent me her. I can't just throw her out, but I won't use her for her intended purpose. I don't have clothes for her which is why you're here."
"Sheesh, the only time you need help it's like this..." Kaoru groans as he hands Mori the bag of clothing, "We'll bring more tomorrow..."
"Ah," replies as he hands Satomi the bag, "Go in there and get changed."
She got up and walked into the well-finished bathroom. (She's still cover by Mori's jacket)
Moments passed and she came out in a white sun dress. Despite the first appearance, when she was clothed... She was... cute.
"You know," Hikaru interrupted the moment, "Nice that she had clothes and all... But... How is she going to live here?!"
"Kyouya... Do you think you can let her stay at your house for a while?" Mori asked.
Kyouya sighed as he grabbed his phone out his pocket, "I'll see what I can do."
'Thank Kami-sama for Kyouya," Mori thought to himself. He looked at the girl. His slave? No, it shouldn't be like that. His new...
"I got it," Mori muttered, "Hikaru, Kaoru."
"Hai?"
"Get her ready to see my parents."
"Okay?"
Kyouya shuts his cell phone, "We can let her stay for as long as you please."
"Ah, thank you."
Minutes passed as Hikaru and Kaoru came out of the bathroom with her, "She's ready."
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Ding Dong!!
Mission Start...
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Well actually I did type more than this, but I didn't want it to just keep going. So I thought that I should end with a cliffhanger. Tell me what you think !! I'm dying to know. And yes, this is a new type of writing. It's a bit more different than usual. More... R-ish? LOLZ, I dunno... :3