Hey everyone, NyxAria here! This is my first solo fic and no my OC NyxAria Nocte is not me, though i do take her name because all of my oc's are me in a way. *Ponders for a moment before making a bashful expression.* Well ignore my ramblings, here's the story! Please leave any opinion, as long as it is helpful or expressing interest in the story, thank you!
Key: normal speech, 'thoughts', French, American English
Translations: Tu parle Francais?- You speak French? Oui, je parle Francais.- Yes, I speak French.
I shove my hands into my jeans pockets and lean against the wall. Mr. Satoshi told me to come in after he explained I moved here from the United States and not to tease or make fun of me and yada yada yada. I didn't really hear him after that, tuning out his boring explanation. I'm fifteen and a sophomore, I know how schools work, even if I'm in some stupid rich kid, Japanese one.
Yes, from now on I am attending Ouran High Institute. After my brothers and I moved up here, they pulled one of their famous vanishing acts for work and left a detailed message stating what school they signed me up for, the rich one not public one, and that all school expenses should be paid for. My brothers have raised me since my parents passed away in a car accident nine years ago. They're about ten years older than me and are my legal guardians.
Back to school, the principal told me because I was transferring from a foreign school I was not required to wear the uniform. I was allowed to wear my 'commoners' clothes. I was thankful I didn't have to wear that ugly yellow dress or the not so bad royal blue uniform. Instead I don washed out levi's, grey combat boots, a black-fade-to-white vest and a long sleeve white shirt with the phrase 'stix and stones could break my bones, but anything you say will only fuel my lungs' written across it. Yeah, I know, American, but it's what I have.
"Miss Nocte would you please enter?" I pushed off and opened the door quietly and felt the attention shift towards me. Walking to the front, I stopped and turned to the class and bowed, my braided dark brown hair falling to the side. I open my mouth, the words falling from my mouth fluently. "My name is Nocte NyxAria, please take care of me this year." I looked up and held back a smug smirk, most of the classes expressions held surprise. My Japanese was flawless and I had to thank my brothers and the fact they still remembered the Japanese taught from Ojii-san when we use to visit him as kids.
"Please take a seat Ms. Nocte." Walking to the back, I easily slid into my seat, not missing some of the sneaky glares sent my way by the females in the class. I looked ahead of me, a brown head of hair and the blue uniform in my sight as well as twin sets of orange also in blue in my vision.
Classes passed without much hassle until the lunch bell rang. The person in front of me turned around and I was struck with the sight of a doe eyed girl and a warm smile. She opened her mouth and I knew immediately that it was in fact a she. "Hello, Nocte-san. My name is Fujioka Haruhi. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask." Before I could express my gratitude to her, I felt one arm take my left side and another take my right, wrapping around my shoulders and drag me from my seat.
I watched as Fujioka sighed, an apologetic look on her face as she began gathering her things and that's when I noticed the absence of her two ginger haired companions. 'Must be them dragging me,' I thought giving a soft hum as I just let them do as they please. I got a few odd looks but other than that there wasn't much that happened. We began to turn into a room and the sign caught my eye, causing me to become confused. 'Music room 3?'
I was plopped on a couch and the two who released me took a seat on either side of me. I took this chance to look around and was confused to find many chairs, tables, couches and a few surprised males. The boy on my left chose now to speak. "Boss we have a new-" "Transfer student, she's-" "American~." The two chorused together, doing that odd thing only twins could really pull off.
I let out a sigh. I was tired and hungry and moved to drape myself across the twins lap's, my head and feet placed on each respectively. They looked at each other, tilting their heads curiously as a tall blond made his way over. He bent down, a flirtatious smile gracing his face. "Why hello my American princess." My head quickly perked as I caught just a very faint hint of an accent and I opened my mouth to question him, words easily flowing through my parted lips. "Tu parle Francais?" His face lit up in surprise but he easily replied. "Oui, je parle Francais."
"Um, Tama-chan what's she saying," a small blonde asks, coming over. Instead of answering the taller one turned to either ginger to the side of me, exclaiming, "You sneaky devils! You told me she was American!" Now it was my turn to speak. "I am American. I just happen to be Trilingual. English, French and Japanese are my majors in language." A small smile settled on my lips as from my position I felt a hand begin to run through my hair.
"Pardon my behavior, princess. Let me introduce my group." He grinned down at me as Fujioka walked in, speaking freely. "Tamaki, leave the poor girl be it's her first day." She sighed and gave me a small sympathetic smile. "Haruhi, my beautiful daug-" He was cut off while I was abruptly moved, the twins having shot up to cover the French blond's mouth. I pouted slightly, sitting up slowly but getting a better look at the twins faces to see their amber colored eyes. "Y'know you're gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna keep her secret."
I smirk a bit when I feel a small tug on my sleeve and look to the smaller blond. "How did you know Haruhi was a girl?" I gave a small shrug. "Being raised in America has slight advantages. Let me guess, you're actually one of my senpai's correct?" I smile down at him and he replies with his own large grin. "Yep! If you came from the same class as the twins and Haru-chan then I must be!" He giggles cutely, swinging his large, pink bunny back and forth. I turned my attention back to the other's, eye catching the last few unfamiliar males. "Wasn't I promised an introduction?"
A few seconds later the twins were right next to me once more, pulling me back onto their couch and into their laps this time, causing a very small flush to dust my cheeks as they wrapped their arms around my waist. I shivered when I felt their breaths on my ears. "Why of course you-" "get an introduction. I'm Hitachiin Hikaru." This came from my right before my attention went switched to the twin on the left. "I'm Hitachiin Kaoru." I took notice of the slight voice difference and I gave a very small nod. 'Now I can atleast tell them apart.'
A hand on my knee made my attention move to the small blond who grinned up at me. "I'm Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but you can call me Honey! This is Usa-chan!" He showed me the large bunny and I smiled at the stuffed rabbit. "Hello Honey, Usa-chan." A shadow covered Honey and caused my lavender eyes to look up at a very tall male. Honey brightened instantly, exclaiming "Takashi!" The ravenette picked up the blond, setting him on his shoulders."I'm Morinozuka Takashi." He states, voice even and slightly deeper than I expected. I give him a small wave while smiling.
The last unfamiliar raven-haired male adjusted his glasses, looking at his clipboard while walking over. "Ah, Miss Nocte, the American transfer student who moved here only a few days ago. My name is Ootori Kyoya and your brothers informed me that to prevent you from having to get a job and be paid through working, you shall instead help us here at the Host Club."
A groan bubbled past my lips and I leaned back, mumbling something about stupid brothers as my hair fell over my shoulder slightly. Haruhi picked up on my mood and changed the subject back to the original question. "Well, I already introduced myself but you can call me Haruhi if you like. I know in America no one really calls each other by their last name." I give her a grateful smile. "Thank you Haruhi, you can call me NyxAria if you'd like." She nods before pointing to the French blond from earlier who had moved to sulking in a corner. "That's Suoh Tamaki, the obnoxious dork happens to be the leader of this club."
I bite back a small yawn, my body yelling at me because I was exhausted. I try to focus on her words. "This flirt is the leader?" She nods, before looking down my body further. "Are you really okay sitting like that?" My gaze turns to my waist, confused before I see the two sets of arms on my waist. I had honestly forgotten they rested there through everyone's introductions and I gave a small shrug, leaning back and relaxing even more somehow in the unfamiliar touch. "It's just comfy." I close my eyes and smile softly.
"Why do you-" "think she's heavy?" The twins ask. "No she just seems quite c- ah, look at that, she's fallen asleep." Looking down, the amber eyed brothers saw that sure enough, I had fallen asleep.
