A/N: My first Ouran fanfiction. And about the summer being over and the seniors say goodbye to high school, I just used the school schedule (?) here in the Philippines. School starts at June and ends at March or early April and after that is a two-month summer break before the graduates enter college. But in this fanfiction, I put graduation after summer break. This story is fictional, after all. Criticisms, suggestions, and comments are greatly appreciated. ^_^
A Blue and Yellow Summer
"What was thought to be just a summer vacation spent the commoner way had apparently bound the golden sun and the deep blue sea together." Mori X OC
Chapter 1: Blue + Yellow = Green
(Mori's POV)
"Everyone, I now know the greatest way we should spend this summer vacation!" the blond Tamaki announced whilst atop a table in the Third Music Room. He has been pondering for days on how to make this year's summer break memorable for me and Mitsukuni. Once this summer is over, it's goodbye high school, and goodbye Host Club.
"Tell us! Tell us!" chimed my ecstatic cousin as he jumped down from my shoulders and hopped off to where the Host Club's King was. Two identical redheads looked up from the PSP they've been playing with the whole time and asked Tamaki what it was in perfect unison. They sat comfortably on one of the couches surrounding the table Tamaki had mounted. Across the twins sat a nonchalant Haruhi, who soon found herself staring off into space. Probably planning out her purchases in her grocery shopping after school, I presumed. To her right was Kyouya, tapping relentlessly at his overworked laptop's keyboard and apparently oblivious to any sound.
"I call it, the 'All-Out Commoner Experience'!" Tamaki proclaimed with outstretched arms and a tone painters would use to present their ultimate masterpiece. "It's simple, really. All of us should live in commoner apartments for the whole duration of the summer break. Whether you'll live alone or not is up to you. And thus, we can live a commoner life just like Haruhi! And after going through what she does every day, my daughter's majesty shall be glorified!"
As soon as these words escaped him, Mitsukuni and the Hitachiin twins were instantly enthused. Haruhi twitched at the word "majesty" and I think I just saw bloody murder behind Kyouya's glaring glasses. Alas, the Shadow King has now arisen from his deep slumber. Trying his hardest to suppress his inner demons and keep a cool tone, Kyouya stood up and said, "Surely our parents wouldn't allow that, right?" Oh, right. Apparently all of us but Kyouya forgot about that.
"Do not fret, mother! I have that all taken care of!" Tamaki said as he thumped his chest twice. "I have already asked permission from each of your parents, saying it will be for our independence training and for gaining further knowledge about commoner preferences, which are important aspects for our managing our family's businesses in the near future! Of course, they all agreed, even Kyouya's father too." Tamaki's grin reached up to his ears as Kyouya just sighed in defeat. This sure was going to be trouble. Again. He still haven't forgotten his tortuous predicament when Tamaki dragged him to a commoner's supermarket while he was asleep, and even left him all lost at that.
"And by being a commoner like my daughter, I will then be qualified to be Haruhi's father!" Tamaki swooned as he clutched the evidently annoyed Haruhi around her neck and rubbing his cheek to hers, his blue eyes sparkling like a puppy being given a doggie biscuit.
"Please let me go, Tamaki-senpai. You're still not going to be my biological and legal father with that," Haruhi stated flatly. And with that, Tamaki is sent to his "gloom corner", drawing imaginary circles on the tiled floor with his finger. And like the little devils that they are, Hikaru and Kaoru go and tease the depressed Tamaki until he bursts into a fit of anger and chases the snickering pair around the room. I smiled. I'm surely going to miss this.
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Beep! Beep! Beep!
At the sound, my right hand automatically reached to its side until it touched cold metal. Bringing that cold metal closer, I pressed a button and it was abruptly silenced. I sat up groggily, rubbing my not-so-sleepy eyes. 6:00 am. Another day has come, huh? I stretched my creaky arms before standing up and grabbing a green jacket and blue jogging pants from my closet. After slipping them on, I did a few warm-ups before setting off. Time for some exercise! I went to the nearest park and did about 2 laps of jogging. And now comes my real training. I set my old handy timer up and pressed the start button once I sped off running. After the run, I slumped down the nearest bench for a short breather. Then, realizing I shouldn't be wasting any time here, I got up on my feet. Better go back home and make breakfast.
Oh, right! I think I should tell you who I am. The name's Furisaki Miyori, a senior at Higurashi High School. And if you're wondering why I'm training myself so early in the morning at the very start of summer break, let's just say I need it. I'm the captain of our school's track team, after all. And why so early in the morning? Two reasons, actually. One, I have a summer job that starts today at 7 am; and two, it's just my nature to wake up early. I'm one of those people who just happen to wake up early even though I don't intend to. Something to do with my body clock, perhaps? And why the track team, you ask? Actually, I don't quite know, myself. I just happen to feel like flying whenever I run at top speed. The wind whipping against you, your body suddenly feeling so light with every fast succession of your steps—I find those feelings quite similar to flying. Not that I actually tried flying. That's just what people say when asked to describe the feeling of flying. Well enough about that. Let's just go back to the story.
Finally reaching our quite minute house, I took a 5-minute breather or so before I started for the kitchen. But it so happens someone was there before me.
"Mom, let me do that! You should get some more rest," I protested as I saw my cancer-surviving mother chopping vegetables in this cold and foggy early morn.
"Aw, don't worry, dear. I'm already doing well. Thanks to your hard work, I'm steadily recovering from the chemotherapy sessions. This is no problem at all," she said, her almost bald scalp gravely reminding me of her constant fainting spells and morning sicknesses in the times of her many chemotherapy sessions.
"But—"
"Look at the time, Miyori. You're almost late for work aren't you? Let me do this," she said with a signature calming smile. But despite those words and that smile, I still can't help but feel that I should be doing everything there is to do in the house. You couldn't just leave a sick person do work, can you? But with her kind chocolate-brown eyes reassuringly staring at my emerald ones, there was nothing I could do. If you're wondering where my father is, he died a year ago, some time after Mom's second-to-the-last chemotherapy session in a car accident. With no one else bringing in some money for Mom's chemotherapy sessions and her maintenance medicine (yes, I'm an only child), I took the initiative to get after-school and weekend part time jobs. So I'm kind of the breadwinner of the family now.
Once Mom served breakfast, I gobbled them all up, noticing that it was already a quarter to 7. I went to my room to get dressed my new working uniform and grabbed a folder filled with papers containing financial reports, class reports, and stuff like that. Our school's student council work never stops even in summer break, not to mention end of the school year. And being part of the said student council, I am never allowed to skip even one meeting. I'm the student council president, after all. Well, at least until this summer ends, I still am. Once I was sure I had not forgotten anything else, I bid my Mom goodbye and sped off to my workplace, somewhat hoping that this summer will be different and memorable one way or another.
A/N: Forgive me for the extremely short chapter. I'll try harder to prolong it in the next ones. Note: Try. Haha.. So, thanks so much for reading. The next chapter might take a while since most of the time, my mind is at the state of what I call "Writer's Freeze" since my brain completely freezes and there is nothing I could write. Haha. Thanks again! ^_^