I Didn't Wish for This!
Chapter One: Mistaken Identity
"We don't have the money for you to be wasting your paychecks at auctions!"
"I work hard for my earnings. I don't see you putting in any extra hours."
"How would you know? You're never home!"
*Slide. Slide. Click.*
"Hah…" Aside from the cicadas, the only other sound in the backyard was her own sigh. She expected it to happen tonight, but she didn't expect them to begin fighting before she finished eating.
They usually fought in private, but this time, she guessed her mother had been very irritated with whatever she saw when she opened up one of many bills they were forever stuck paying.
She hopped off the deck and shuffled over to the giant tree at the edge of the yard. Quickly, she squeezed as much of herself as she could into the tire swing. Of course, this caused her to feel highly uncomfortable with her knees digging into her breasts and her back burning in protest.
She was too tall and too heavy to sit comfortably in the tire.
Looking through the leaves, she could see everything the night sky had to offer, save for a few clouds. For a while, she sat there and immersed herself in the night sounds. Nothing relaxed her more than the sound of the night (well, that and taking a scented bath).
"I wish things were different." She murmured, opening her eyes and pulling her legs out of the tire. They tingle for a minute before she hopped out of the tire. She glanced up at the moon. "I wish they would fight when I'm not here." She sighed again and decided to take the hard way to get back to her room.
Using the porch banister as a means of height, she extended her arms up and placed her hands on the lower roof. Prepping herself by doing several small hops, she hoisted herself up onto the roof and crawled over to her window. She pulled it up and slipped inside, flopping onto her bed as soon as the lower half of her legs made it through.
She didn't hear her parents clearly, but she did know they were still arguing, perhaps this time using their inside voices.
The girl raked her dark hair out of her face and pulled out a pair of pajama shorts from her dresser. She scurried to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and hair, and then went back to her room to sleep.
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When she woke up, she knew something wasn't right.
She didn't feel good, for one, and two, she woke up in an unfamiliar room.
Her stomach churned violently, and she covered her mouth to keep what was coming up inside. Springing from the bed, she felt her body running towards a bathroom. How she knew where it was located was a mystery, but at least she made it to the toilet before she ruined someone's floor with vomit.
"Gah," She coughed from the burn at the back of her throat. Shakily, she grabbed some toilet paper and wiped her mouth.
*Flush.*
She staggered over to the sink to brush her teeth. As soon as she spat the taste of mint out of her mouth, she stuck her head under the faucet and lapped up some of the water to rinse the remaining foam out. When she lifted her head to look into the mirror, she choked.
No wonder she felt so out-of-body—the body she was in wasn't even hers!
Parted directly in the middle, her pin straight hair was brushed neatly and evenly over her shoulders. Her eyes were bigger than usual and possessed a dark aquamarine tint. Her skin was flawless—not a single blemish or scar anywhere.
The worst part of it all?
She didn't even have body hair.
Even though she was freaked out, she didn't feel as out of place as she could have been. The body shape was the one thing she related to the most. It seemed like she was rather tall (maybe a little taller than 170 centimeters, the girl's normal height) and had a good portion of extra weight on her.
Whoever this 'girl' was, her body was very pretty.
She began to wander back to the bedroom. Taking notice of her surroundings, she noted that the hallway, as well as the windows, were very tall and gave off a vibe of being a little more luxurious and pricey than what she was used to.
There was someone sitting on the edge of the bed when she walked in.
"Um…" She mumbled, wondering if she had wandered into the wrong room.
"Hello there~!" The person cooed, wiggling her fingers at the girl. "I see you've made yourself comfortable in your new body?"
"What?"
The person stood from the bed. "Your new body. Do you like it?" They asked, taking one side of the girl's hair and lifting it up only to drop it back into place.
"I don't understand…" The girl looked at the person in confusion. Even though they were right in front of her, all she could see was the silhouette of the person, aside from the glint of pearly white teeth when they opened their mouth.
"You wished for this, didn't you?"
The girl thought back. She didn't remember wishing to look any different.
"I never wished for a new body."
The person stood rigidly. "You…didn't wish for…" Suddenly, the silhouette faded and in its place was a tall female with chocolatey skin, wavy dark blue hair that reached the floor, silver eyes, and a larger than normal pair of breasts, all clad in a too small toga that left little to the imagination. The woman looked at the girl. "Isn't your name Alex Jones?"
The girl furrowed her brows. "No?"
"NO?!" The woman shouted in confusion.
"My name is Alexae Jones… Some people call me Alex, but I hate that." The girl explained, rocking back on her heels and then forwards onto her toes before repeating.
"Oops…"
"So am I going to wake up from this dream soon?"
The woman laughed nervously. "Well… not exactly…"
Alexae stopped rocking. "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean," she began, wondering if she should even try explaining the mess she had just created, "you are kind of stuck here until I can get you out. But don't worry! I'm sure I can have this fixed by sunrise!" The woman grabbed Alexae's shoulders and practically threw her into the bed. "You just sleep and when you wake up, you'll be back in your own reality!"
Not sure what she meant by that, Alexae decided to abide by the woman's suggestion and sleep.
She would wake up in the morning and be back in her own house, her mother making a poorly executed breakfast from the previous night's frustrations and her father missing from spending yet another night out away from his confrontational wife.
She expected everything to go back to her version of normal.
She was not expecting to wake up in the same strange room by the same strange woman uttering thousands of apologies to her about not being able to 'send her back' because she 'held no power in this world until it was over'.
"Wait, slow down, what's going on?" Alexae asked, still half asleep and confused by what she thought was just a crazy dream.
"I accidentally brought you to another world and now I'm not allowed to fix this until it's over."
"What world?"
"The Ouran-verse."
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"The Ouran-verse?" Alexae tilted her head.
The woman nodded. "Yes. Do you not know it?"
"It sounds familiar."
The woman brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "Let me try and explain what kind of situation you're in right now." She cleared her throat. "I am Nova, a Goddess of Miracles. I'm in the department of making or breaking wishes. I was assigned to one Alex Jones. I mistook you for my actual assignment, which was to grant the girl the wish to appear in this world." She explained.
"But I didn't wish to be in this world." Alexae retorted, her eyebrows knitted together sternly.
"Yes, I'm aware of that, but at the time I assumed your wish for something different meant this." Nova gestured around her. "I mean, technically your parents aren't fighting with you there because you're not there, but they also don't exist in this world… so I fulfilled your wish requirements!" Nova said enthusiastically.
"That still doesn't quite explain why I'm stuck here."
"I was getting to that." Nova walked forward, the folds of the toga sliding on her dark skin as she did so. "The rules of completing a wish like this are a little finicky, and I've never personally done this before, so I didn't know that you had to actually finish the timeline before you can take your wisher back.
"So, until you die—which is highly unlikely in this world because this is a romantic comedy—or the timeline runs its course, you're more or less forced to live in this world." Nova turned with a triumphant smile. "It's not that bad though, because I hooked you up with an easy life!" She held out her hand to show the girl a purple orb. "This is everything your body has gone through thus far. Think of them like personal memories instilled in you and those connected directly to her, like parents and friends."
She blew on the orb and it split into five pieces, one of them flying directly into Alexae's chest while the others disappeared in different directions.
A flood of memories quite literally flashed before Alexae's eyes.
Her name was Nanako Morikawa. Her mother, Marise Sando, was a famous actress. Her father, Keichi Morikawa, ran a successful record label. She had a friend named Mei Mirashiro, the daughter of a video game company, who she met with regularly every other Sunday (they apparently went to different schools). There was also one other person who showed up in the blurb of memories, a boy by the name Izumi Kibe, who took the role of her childhood friend.
"You're lucky I didn't drop you off and leave you alone like my associates do. I take care of my wishers, unlike a vast majority of them." Nova sat down on the edge of the bed.
Nanako rubbed her burning chest. "What happens when they do that?"
Nova visibly shivered. "When the God or Goddess leaves them alone, the wisher gets to create themselves instead of having a stable life created for them. In this case, the world gets swamped with people who are 'perfect in every way' or 'depressed and need love' and sometimes even complete the look with dead parents. They become what most of us call 'Mary Sue's'. Monsters, really." Nova sighed. "It's also a good thing this world resets itself, otherwise you wouldn't get anywhere near the plot."
Nanako hummed. "So, are there other real people here?"
Nova closed her eyes. "Not at this moment, no. Believe it or not, this world isn't too popular at this time. Plus, this world isn't too bad! It's peaceful and doesn't involve people getting murdered!" Nova flopped back on the bed, her breasts giggling at the impact. "Enjoy it while you can. Make some friends. Meet some people. Do all the things you can't do in the real world because this is the only chance you'll get."
"What if I want to stay?"
Nova looked at Nanako. "I don't know. It's never been done before." Her head turned towards the clock. "You should probably get ready for school. Your journey should begin today, or at least should get you accustomed to the world before starting the plot."
Nanako crawled out of the bed and let her body get ready to go to school. She donned a yellow dress and white tights before slipping on a pair of black flats.
Nova silently floated around behind her, observing Nanako's everyday routine and occasionally playing with the girl's golden brown hair.
When Nanako entered the dining room, several maids were already working on the surrounding area, each of them greeting her with an enthusiastic, "Good morning, Nanako-sama," to which the girl smiled back and greeted them back with their respective names.
It seemed to please them to know they were being acknowledged as real people. She was seated and presented a simple meal consisting of toast, an omelet with several vegetables in bowls off to the side as well as tea.
It felt completely normal to eat this, even though having vegetables for breakfast was kind of weird to think about. Maybe it was just a taste 'Nanako' had.
Nova, at that point, had taken an orange from the kitchen and returned to stand next to Nanako. Seeing the girls concern, she dropped the orange peel on the table and said, "Only the wisher can see me. No one else knows I exist."
Nanako nodded, stuffing her mouth with the buttered toast.
It took twenty minutes for her driver to get her to the school. She thanked him and began to make her way through the ornate gates of the school. The architecture of the school was nothing like she imagined in her head. Having watched only a handful of different anime, she expected it to be the typical three story school painted white and rather small in campus size, but this school…
Nova informed her that it was a school made for those with high social standing and wealth. She also informed her that the school type she was thinking of did exist in this world, but it wasn't one she was ever going to use.
"Those schools are made for the middle class. They're good school, but this school as well as the one your friend attends have extremely pricey tuition prices, so middle class and below cannot attend unless they're on a scholarship."
Nova knew a lot about this world even though she said she was never in it. Nanako did mention this, and the woman in question replied, "I said I've never taken someone to another world, not that I know nothing about it. In my subsection of the department, we spend hours studying every single anime there has and will be known to man for this reason. I have extensive knowledge on many subjects."
As Nanako approached the open doors, she glanced up at the sign telling her what classroom it was.
1-A.
"There are three main characters inside this classroom."
Thank you, Nova.
As soon as she walked through the door she bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry." "Sorry."
The two spoke at the same time. The person she had run into had unkempt short brown hair, and large glasses that took attention away from their brown eyes. Instead of the uniform Nanako saw every boy wearing, this boy (they looked like a boy to her) wore black pants and a baggy brown sweater.
Whoever they were, they seemed to want to not draw attention to themselves, but with the lack of the uniform, it was hard not to notice him.
The boy took off in a hurry down the hallway. "Maybe he forgot something in his locker?" Nanako murmured to herself before heading over to her seat in the back of the room.
"Well, that was one of them." Nova pointed out as she began playing with her wisher's hair. "And the other two are the twins sitting two rows ahead of you."
Nanako eyed the ginger haired twins. They seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite place her finger on what caused the feeling.
Class started just as the sweater-wearing boy jogged back into the classroom. Attendance was taken while students lightly chatted with each other, and after a few announcements and a small ten-minute break where some students left and new ones entered, the first class began.
It was mathematics, and Nanako didn't do her homework.
Hello, reader! Welcome to a story I'm calling I Didn't Wish for This!
I'm very excited to bring this story to you all after not doing anything on fanfiction for so long! In case you are wondering, I have written plenty of stories before (even though my profile only shows two), so this is not my first story. I've learned my way around the fanfiction-verse and around what I call the Ouran-verse.
I try to keep my stories realistic, and I'm sure you can tell by the way its written that this isn't going to be your typical Ouran fic. My chapters are generally going to all be over 2000 words (this one had around 2600, I believe), so they're pretty reasonable to read. I don't see my main character [Alexae/Nanako] as a Mary-Sue or ever going to be that monster, but if she ever gets a little too cringy, let me know and I'll double check to make sure I didn't commit that sin. Nova is more or less going to be Nanako's comic relief and shouldn't be in the way; after all, Nanako is the one forced to become one with the plot. I hope you can learn to like both characters because I enjoy writing them.
Currently, I'm not planning to have my OC hook up with anyone, but I do have a soft spot for Kaoru, so if this story is going to have any romance aside from friendship, it will most likely be with Kaoru.
I'm so very thankful to you for finding interest in this story. It really means a lot that you read it and enjoyed it (or didn't enjoy it), so it would be even better to tell me how I'm doing or how you liked the chapter by leaving a review. You don't have to, but I'd like to see if it's doing alright.
In any case, I'm going to keep this authors note brief and end it here. I hope my note gave enough information about myself and my plan for the story, but if it didn't and you would like clarification, feel free to PM me and I will do my best to answer any questions you may have!
I will see you all next Saturday!