Disclaimer: Do not own OHSHC. But my OC, certainly is mine.
Summary: Meet Takasashi Mariko. Kind and friendly, but straightforward and bitchy. A future boss of a gumi. Dangerous. And heiress to Takasashi Zaibatsu. Powerful. Tamaki calls her sister, the twins tactics not working on her, Honey and Mori seemed to know her, and she's about to be Haruhi's bestfriend. And Kyouya? He found himself annoyed, but attracted.
A/N: First KyouyaXoc fic.
Chapter 1: First Day.
"Miss Mariko! Miss Mariko! Please wake up! It's already 5:30!" a maid shook her shoulder.
"Uhhhhh…." As the sleeping figure moved and rose up from the bed.
"Good morning Miss." The maid bowed at her. The girl awned and widen her eyes, trying to wake herself up.
"Good morning Alliett." She smiled as the got out of the bed and entered at the bathroom to take a bath. She got ready for school.
Hi! I'm Takasashi Mariko. Frances Aldabelle Mariko Kurogawa Takasashi. 17. female. Japanese. I was born her, but I grew up in London. I returned and lived in the yakuza house when I was 12. and now I'm 17, I live with my father, to 'train'. I'm a future heiress to Takasashi Zaibatsu, the business on my father's side where he is the president, and one of Kurogawa-gumi's future bosses. I love silver, pink and purple. I'm cruel, straightforward girl, and a bit – well, I'm bitchy. But I'm kind, friendly and fiercely loyal. I reject suitors easily especially when they're older than dad (believe me, there are those kinds.). I love strawberries, cracking jokes, and sometimes talk back. And I talk a lot.
*Narrator POV*
She combed her hair as she wore her uniform and looked herself in the mirror. She has dark brown/black hair and black eyes, not-so thin lips, and a proud nose. Her hair has slight waves and reaches at near her waist. She smiled on the mirror, held her bag, and got out of her room for breakfast.
"Alliett." She called her. Alliett is her personal maid since that she could remember. She is Japanese, but grew up in America, and hired by her mother. Practically, she speaks English.
"Miss Mariko?"
"Do I look okay?" she meant her physical appearance.
"Yes miss." The older man answered truthfully.
"Thank you."
*Mariko POV*
The ride at the limo was uneventful-as usual. I end up listening to my i-pod. It's my first day in Ouran, where my father and mother studied in their years. From what I researched, Ouran is defined by prestigious families and wealth. So, I expect a lot of Givenchy, Chanel, spoiled brats and the library is the best place to gossip. Oooohhh.
Well. It was a lot of pink. The buildings, I mean. As in, Pink. Not 'Legally Blonde' pink, but more of a sakura pink. Pink here and there. and a lot of reds too. It's nice. And co-ed. The Chairman was youthful and charming and pretty talkative. If he has some couterpart in my section, they will surely be my bestfriend. I'm with my homeroom adviser, and my section is 2-A. she entered first and signaled me to come in.
"I'm Takasashi Mariko. Nice to meet you all." I bowed to them. I felt their eyes were all on me. oh-kay guys.
"Please take your seat beside Suou-san. Suou-san, please raise your hand." A guy-a blonde guy, probably the chairman's son, raised his hand. As I made my way to his seat, I felt a piercing gaze, only to find out all of the girls are glaring at me. Oh, I have chance of a lifetime being beside him in class, no?
I sat as the teacher started the lesson. Blah. I was kinda bored, and just getting used to this school, and I'm not really into studying right now. I look around the room, and I felt someone hold my hand.
"My heart leaps for joy as I saw your beautiful face, my Princess." He bowed at me.
My initial reaction is to reply 'introduce yourself. Don't ever call me princess again.' with my kumichou voice. But, I changed my mind, because a.) he's uber friendly. b.) he is French, which is the reason for all the sweet talk. c.) he will definitely be afraid of me, which will cause the whole girl population of the school to rumble on me. d.) he's the version of the chairman I was talking about.
"I'm Suoh Tamaki, it's nice to meet you, Mariko-hime." He kissed my hand.
"It's nice to meet you too, Tamaki. Please just call me Mariko." I said.
"If you wish, Mariko." He smiled. I smiled in return.
The classes continued to progress. She spent recess with Tamaki and Kyouya.
"Takasashi-san." I turned to look at the one who called me. He was holding a black notebook, as he pushed his glasses that glinted into the light.
"I'm Ootori Kyouya. Nice to meet you." He spoke again. Too business-like. He is an Ootori, what do you expect? He kinda looks like his older bro, but, he's more handsome. Okay. He's handsome. It's the only common characteristic that he has with Tamaki. But his aura is much more strong, mysterious and calculating. He is also quiet and an observant, with his laptop. I can't believe he and Tamaki are bestfriends. He was just looking at me like I'm some bacteria under a microscope. And that smile really shows that it's nice to meet me. Unlike what I did to Tamaki, I looked directly at this fakely smiling bloke and smirked.
"The pleasure is all mine, Ootori-kun." We shook hands.
'Interesting.' We both thought.
Info sheet.
Name: Frances Aldabelle Mariko Kurogawa Takasashi
Age: 17
Birthday: March 2
Family:
Akira Takasashi - President, Takasashi Zaibatsu, which specializes in Hotel, Casino, and Resort management.
Angelyne Nobuko Kurogawa - one of the most popular models and socialites in the society circle, and a now prominent fashion experts.
Hiroto Kurogawa - the oyabun of one of the most influential and dangerous yakuza group, Kurogawa-gumi. Uncle of Nobuko.
tbc.
xxxgoldengirl: First chapter up!! Mariko admitting Kyouya handsome is like Hermione admitting that Draco is so hot. And about Mariko's family, you will know a lot about them as the story progress. What do you think?? Please review. *with Honey puppy eyes*.
