9/10/2016
Name of OC: Kanade Taiga
Height: Roughly Haruhi's height
Physical description: long wavy silver hair, green eyes, with fairly good size chest, long legs and a slender hour glass body shape.
About: Taiga Kanade isn't very social, and only shows her true self around her best friend Mia. (You'll learn more about Mia in Chapter 1.) She is very silent and stealthy, and can sneak up on almost anyone. She has a very mild temper, but if you wake her up too early, she is a demon from hell. No- she is Satan herself, she doesn't like to show her famine shape and often wears clothes that hides it, much to her mother's disapproval.
Likes: Music, Dancing, Mia, Sweets, Movies, Books, Quiet, Steak/Meat in General
Dislikes: her mother, spiders, the ocean, her mother, people insulting her or Mia, discrimination to woman, getting up early, being told what to do/being forced to do something she doesn't want to do, and fakers.
Hello everyone! If your reading this story again, you may notice that I have changed some things in this story from the original author's and my old version, I hope you still like the story and stay with me as I get this story going as I have finally come up with a really great plot. :D
Declaimer: I DO NOT own the anime/ manga to this fan fiction and I DO NOT own the OC, or any songs in this story, I only own some of the ideas that are in this story until about chapter three then they are mine, and this declaimer is for the whole story.
Chapter 1: I hate you.
I layed still under the covers in my bed, wondering if Mia really said what I thought just she said. I hope she didn't. Maybe it's a really bad joke, or maybe being shaken awake does brain damage.
"Kanade! Kanade-chan get up! Your mother is home!"
That last sentence scared the hell out of me. Mum never comes home. If that hell hound is here, something big is going to happen or even has already happened, and that almost never bodes well for me. I leaped out of bed, and threw on the first thing I saw in my closet. I ran a brush through my bed head, not even bothering to look in the mirror. I slid down the railing, and hopped off near the end so I wouldn't fall on my butt. After a few turns here and there, I arrived at the dining room, where my mother is eating poached eggs and drinking tea.
"Er- Hey Mum." I said folding my hands in front of me as I stopped in the entrance of the room.
She looked up, and I sucked in my breath, her brown eyes looking me over. It was uncanny how much I looked like my mother. She had the same long silver hair, soft face, and petite figure. The only differences between us were our ages, height, body shape and eyes. My mother was very curvy as any great woman was meant to be, and had brown eyes. Though I'm a little conscious about my figure, I'm glad I got my dad's green eyes. Especially since I don't get to see him anymore.
"Sit." A stern voice said and I was snapped out of my reverie, so I quickly sat next to my mother. An awkward silence passed as my mother took sips out of her tea while looking over paper's in her hands, I sat there quietly fiddling with my fingers under the table.
"So, um, Mum. What are you doing here? I mean, there's nothing wrong with y-." I never finished my sentence and wasn't prepared for the shock that came next.
"You're going to attend Ouran Academy, as of today." Mother stated simple, as she cut me off, never once looking away from her papers.
"…" There must be something SERIOUSLY wrong with my hearing today. My green eyes widened. I felt like I couldn't think at all.
"What? Why do I need to go to Ouran? I'm doing perfectly fine with my tutors. There haven't been any major problems, besides the time with the hot glue gun, what is going on?!" Is what I would've thought, if I wasn't too busy gaping at the homo sapien I'm supposed to call. "Mother".
"Don't just sit there, gaping like a stupid fish. It's very unbecoming for a young lady." She said as she put down her papers and looked at me.
The insult snapped me out of my stupor. I tried to keep my temper in check, because it would only add fuel to the fire, if you know what I mean, it always does. I found it in me to push most of my anger to a dark corners of my brain, and to say something that might help me shed a little light on the situation.
"Mother, why do I need to attend Ouran? I've been doing perfectly fine with my tutors an-." I was cut off once again. Does this woman have something against letting others finish speaking? It's rude to interrupt you know.
"and she goes on to me about having to have proper edict! Shesh."
"I know nothing is wrong. I get weekly reports from your tutors themselves. But look at yourself. You've become a friendless introvert with no fashion sense at all." I admit to being a bit of an introvert.
"but I AM NOT friendless, and I have SOME fashion sense, thank you very much." Speaking of fashion, when I looked down at my clothes, I realized why she thought I had no fashion sense. Evidently, while scrambling to get ready, I pulled on a grey sweater, orange shorts, and bright purple boots. Queue mental face palm.
"Mother, I apologize for the state of my clothes. When I heard you were here, I was in such a hurry that I did not look at what I was putting on. But I assure you; I have some sense of what I should and should not wear together. I admit to being a bit of an introvert, but there's nothing wrong with being self-reserved. And I do have a friend. Mia, remem-." AGAIN, with the interrupting! "Grrr, keep calm, breathe in and out, in, out, in-."
"Your clothes and attitude aside, Mia is not a friend. When I say friend, I mean someone of the same social status." She stated before called for the servant in the corner to remover her plate and cup with the wave of her hand.
"Same social status, same social STATUS, SAME SOCIAL STATUS…. In, out, in, out." It felt like someone was slapping me over and over again. Before I could think of a polite yet hostile reply, my mother told me to get my uniform on, and that it is already waiting for me on my bed.
I simply walked numbly up stairs to my room. Why couldn't I stand up to her?
"Because she scares the hell out of you, that's why." I replied to myself. I sighed, and took a look at the uniform for Ouran. It sent chills up my spin. Laid out before me, was a mustard yellow dress. MUSTARD. YELLOW. And the padded shoulders, and the dress is going to totally hug my figure. With a school as rich as Ouran, you'd think they'd have decent uniforms!
I sighed again before packing my bag and sitting it on my bed, I grabbed a towel and walked into my bath room, getting undresses and jumping in the shower. When I hopped out drying myself and blow drying my hair before brushing out the frizz, styling it so my front fringe is split slightly down the middle before pushing the rest of my wavy hair over my shoulder letting it hang down my back to touch my butt. Putting some gloss on my lips, it's the only make up I really wear, and then pulling on the yellow monstrosity. It was uncomfortable, and I knew right then and there that today is going to be a hell of a long day. I headed back downstairs, but before I could even blink, I was swiftly escorted to a limo out front.
"Wait!" I called.
"I need to say good-bye to Mia!" I tried other excuses, anything to stall them.
"I forgot my bag in my room! I haven't had breakfast!" One of the escorts looked at me.
"Sorry Miss Kanade-sama. Madam Taiga-sama orders. Your bag is already in the car, along with some toast and apple juice."
When we got to the car, they blocked off any possible escape route. The limo then sped off to Ouran.
"Oh well," I thought. "At least there's apple juice."
I took a deep breath to relax myself before stepping out of the car. The school took my breath away and not in a good way. I mean, come ON. Who in their right mind paints a school THAT shade of PINK?! I mean yer sure, I have nothing against pink; I wear it occasionally myself. But when I see a SCHOOL painted Pretty Princess Pink, it makes me want to throw up in my mouth a little. Shuddering, I proceeded to enter my doom name Ouran.
At least the inside wasn't pink, that's a positive, right?
I calmly strolled into the school office to pick up my schedule. The office lady is a twenty five, maybe thirty year old woman, carefully painting her nails neon green. I coughed to try and get her attention after standing there for a whole three minutes.
"Excuse me, but-." I started before being rudely cut off, I swear I must have a sign saying 'Don't let me finish a sentence.' Plastered to my forehead.
"Yeah?" she looked up at me with irritation, I don't know why? I mean it is her job to help out students, if she doesn't want to be bothered why have the job?
I sighed, but decided to command her attention while I still had it.
"Could I have my schedule please? My name is Kanade Taiga." The office girl stood up and yelled for some girl named Jessica. Another twenty, possibly thirty year old woman lazily walked from the back. The two woman had a brief skirmish about who bossed who, then who was lazier, blah blah blah. I gave a mild cough to remind them of my presence. Jessica just thrust a sheet of paper in my hands and absently said.
"Here." Without looking my way. Apparently she was too busy fighting with Office Woman one to even be polite.
I took my leave, then realizing I had no idea where I was going. They didn't give me a map, heck, they hardly gave me squat! Just this flimsy, worthless paper with times and subject. I rolled eyes, just a bit ticked off. Glancing around, I didn't see a school map pinned up anywhere. Oh well. I poked my head around a corner, looking for signs of life other than the two bickering office girls who acted like children. To my surprise, I saw bodies of yellow, blue, and black.
"Yes! Maybe they can give me some USEFUL information." I tapped a yellow-clad girl on the shoulder.
"Hello. I was wondering if you could direct me to 2-A, I just started and I wasn't told where I could find the class room!" I asked as politely as I could, and sported a soft smiled for extra measures.
"I am Ayanokoji. And if you WANT information go ask the office." The girl said in a bitchy tone and looked at me as if I was dumb.
Ayanokoji then started talking to a girl with double braids. I mentally slapped her, willing myself not to do so physically, that could be bad on my first day.
I swiftly turned on my heel, preparing to mildly speed-walk away. But after a few steps, I was stopped by a gentle hand on my shoulder, I turned my head to look into deep, rich chocolate brownie/gold eyes.
Well there you have it, there are some obvious changes, like the length of the chapter, her appearance, more detail into what she is thinking and so on.
I also want to apologise that the chapter is so short, all tho it is longer than the original, I promise to make them longer as the story progresses.
So question time:
Which boy do you think the OC should end up with for the host club?
Please R&R and help me get this story rolling :) love ya xx
Japanese suffixes that I may use in the story later on.
-San (friend, often used as a default honorific)
-Sama (deep respect, usually used for older high-standing people)
-no honorific (very close or someone being rude on first meeting)
-Sempai/senpai (used for upperclassman)
-Chan/ Kun (deep affection, or cuteness)