Author Note: Something a bit different.
~CWA
Title: Magic Touch
Summary: Sena Zauberei- that's me. I'm an awesome magican if I do say so myself. But even with my magic tricks, I don't think I can ever get out of this host club. I think I just may regret leaving the streets after all...Oh and did I forget to mention- sometimes my magic tricks...they aren't exactly tricks.
Genre: Humor/Friendship
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim Ouran High School Host Club. I do own OCs.
Prologue:
Sena:
"And watch in amazement, ladies and gentlemen," I announced loudly as I took off the sheet- revealing that the box had disappeared.
Like usual, the crowd ohh'ed and aww'ed. Just the normal routine.
"And now," I put the sheet down- it laid flat on the table. And then I waved my hand over it, muttering slightly under my breath in English (since I knew most people here in Japan didn't speak that much English). Then the sheet raised itself up and then I took it off again- revealing the box.
"Abracadabra!"
I tapped the top of the box and then a few doves flew out. In the end, I made an empty box disappear and then reappear with doves. The crowd applauded and I bowed.
"Thank you, thank you, please any tips are much appreciated!"
Sure enough, coins landed in my top hat as I held it out. Then the crowd dispersed. I smiled slightly to myself, then I saw the amount of money. I sighed, Okay, deciding to go to Japan to do my street magic wasn't the best idea I've had. Business was a lot better in America. I thought that maybe part of it was that Japan didn't appreciate the magic tricks- being very superstitious. Yet, they appreciated it to a degree. Most of the time. Still, America was a lot better. They loved my tricks.
I loved doing my magic tricks, if only to make someone smile. Not only that, but I can bring some magic and wonder back into the world- especially little kids. I loved kids. I looked back into the hat, even if it doesn't pay well. Ah, it was still worth it. Even if the place I lived was a dump. Literally.
I headed to the alley in the back and put the money in my safe deposit- AKA the bra I was wearing. Not that it's exactly a big bra, I pouted and looked down at my simple A-Cup chest….if only there was a magic trick for that- ah well!
In the alley was my home. I had a box. But it was a big box in my defense! Either way, in it was some blankets. I didn't make much on the streets, so whatever I did have I usually spent on food. Hence why I was carrying a large loaf of bread in my hands. I spotted a woman on the corner of the alley. Her face was pretty dirty and her hair was a mess. She had a cardboard sign in front of her with a small cracked mug. Around her was a blanket. I thought about what trick I could show her and while I wasn't too sure about doing it- I took the money out of my bra and put it in my pocket. Then, I did what any good person would do.
I sat down beside her with a small smile. She looked over me wearily. I didn't blame her. I got a lot of weird looks due to my blue hair and purple eyes. I bowed slightly to her,
"Greeting, I'm Sena," I said- hoping my German accent didn't show through too much. I knew it did when I spoke English but I was still getting used to Japanese. She bowed back slightly,
"Greetings, I am Mazu."
"Nice to meet you Mazu-sama," I smiled.
I noticed her looking at the bread in my hands. I smiled faintly. I took my bread and broke it in half. I gave her one half and she smiled largely,
"Thank you."
I didn't say anything as we both sat on that corner eating the bread. As soon as we were done, my mind was made. I was going to the trick. The trick that more than likely was going to make me a lot more poor than I already was. But she was a good person- I could tell. I could survive on the streets. Her, on the other hand, I wasn't too sure about. She was fragile and elderly. I smiled,
"Ya know, I'm a magician."
She chuckled,
"Oh, you must be the one I hear everyone talking about."
I chuckled,
"Would you like me to show you a trick?"
She looked cautious but in the end, she nodded. I smiled.
"Great, okay- so you hold this, okay?"
She held up her hand- palm up. I reached into my pocket and pulled out some money- 100 yen (roughly U.S. dollar). I put the coins in her hand.
"Okay, now close your fist."
She did and then the bottom of her hand was facing down- like she was prepared for a fist bump. I took out some more money (money I had been saving). Her eyes crinkled in confusion at the 1000 yen (roughly ten U.S. dollars). I put the money in one of my hands and closed it. I put her fists together.
"Now," I said, "they say if you want it badly enough- it'll come."
She continued to look at me with confusion. I smiled.
"I'll make you a deal- whatever is in your hand at the end, you can keep."
Her eyes looked saddened. No doubt she thought I was being mean and that she would end up with the 100 yen that I had put in her hand. She was wrong.
"Okay, now for this to work, you gotta promise me something, okay?"
She nodded slowly and I continued,
"Okay you have to promise me that you'll stay safe."
She smiled sadly but nodded. Her eyes never drifted from our hands. Our fists were still against each other.
"And now," I said, "Look in your hand."
We took our hands away and she opened it. Her eyes widened- in her hands was the 1000 yen that was in mine. I opened my fist and like I knew- my hand had the 100 yen that started out in hers.
"How did you-"
I smiled,
"Magic. Stay well."
With that, I left.
"Now, as you can see, just a regular white handkerchief," I said as I held up the white handkerchief- showing that it was just a normal one, "nothing up my sleeves."
I playfully pulled up imaginary sleeves (as I was wearing a short sleeved t-shit).
"Now watch."
I shoved the handkerchief into my fist and then pulled it out the other end, turning it blue. The kids looked amazed- and the adults looked curiously awed.
"Now, as you can see the handkerchief changes, the silky handkerchief is a polyester-blend."
The adults that got the joke chuckled. I waved the handkerchief in the air and when I stopped- I was holding two of them. One was blue and the other was red.
"Now, as we all know, red and blue make purple," I said as I stroked the handkerchiefs- making a purple one appear.
"And as I do this," I twirled the handkerchiefs together whiel spinning them like a rope and then pulled, making six handkerchiefs appear, "you'll see they decided to get frisky."
More chuckles.
"Now, I need two volunteers from the audience."
I looked around,
"You two, would you like to join?"
One guy was older with an older face and a smile. He had dark blonde hair- maybe a light brown- and dark golden eyes. He wore a white suit. The other was a bit of a rougher-looking guy. He had blonde hair that was a bit long and was pulled into a ponytail and he had dark eyes. I found the bandage on his cheek a bit interesting.
"Now, you sir, I will give you three separate handkerchiefs," I pulled out three of them as I said their colors, "Red, blue, and purple. Hand up please."
He had his palm up and I handed him each handkerchief and as instructed, he placed his other hand firmly on top of it.
"Now, to tell these ones apart, I will tie each end into a firm knot."
As promised, I tied the handkerchief's ends together,
"And if you will briefly tug on those to show that yes- they are tied."
He did as asked,
"Now," I instructed, "if you could do what I had the other man do."
He put it in his hand and placed the other hand firmly on top. I smiled and stood evenly between them,
"Time for the magic! I shall switch those handkerchiefs," I motioned to the older man, "with the others."
I held my arms out and snapped,
"And now we find," I went to the younger man with the knotted handkerchiefs and pulled them out of his hand, "that the handkerchiefs that were tied tightly together are now- undone."
As planned, they were. The younger man looked surprised. I went to the older gentleman and took the handkerchiefs,
"And the ones that were loose and separated are now- tightly knotted."
And they were. The crowd cheered- even my two volunteers did. I bowed and the crowd dispersed after dropping some yen into my hat. The younger man came up to me and patted me on the back,
"Good job," and then he left.
However, my other 'lovely assistant' stayed behind. He smiled widely,
"Oh that was a marvelous job! I wonder, are you interested in a job?"
I raised an eyebrow,
"A job?"
He smiled,
"Handsomely paid of course. And I know of your…current home situation," my eyes narrowed but he continued unfazed, "And so, along with the money- I offer you a temporary simple apartment while you are doing the job…"
Okay, he got my attention.
"Where at and what's the catch?"
He smiled,
"I'm the chairman at Ouran High School Academy. We're having a ball next month and I wish for you to be our entertainment."
I looked at him confused,
"Uhh….that's a bit away…"
"Ah," he winked, "but I wish to get you before someone else does- so a month will do it! And of course, until the ball, you can be a student at the school."
School…when was the last time I actually went to school. Then again, that's free housing for a month, tons of money at the end, and education…I shook his hand eagerly,
"You got yourself a deal."