"My child, can you spare a moment?" Chiron called over from the big house in his wheelchair. I paused from fighting Connor, where I currently had him in the Wall of Jericho 'thank you WWE for teaching me that'. I thought about whether to continue my training, or see what Chiron needed. Finally, I sighed, letting Connor go.
"We'll finish when I get back." I said. "Don't move."
Connor looked both relived and annoyed. "Like I can even stand up! I know I said I would help you train, but I didn't think you'd use me as a punching bag!" I stared blankly at him.
"I get to use you to strengthen my hits and you learn how to go on defense more easily. It's a win-win."
"That is not a win-win. It's torture!" He began fake crying.
"It also helps you grow some balls." I add after a thought. He looked at me in disbelief before grabbing me by the ankles and trying to drag me down.
"I regret letting you near Clarisse." He muttered under his breath. I laughed and twisted down so I had the upper hand again. Soon after making him beg for mercy, I walked over to Chiron. Out of all the people in camp, Clarisse and the Stoll Brothers were my best friends, other than my brother, and my cousins.
"Yes Chiron?" I stepped onto the porch, in front of him.
"How long has it been since you've seen your mortal cousin Haruhi?" He asked casually after a moment of silence.
"Um, probably about when I was 7 when my mom died." I still remember that time. The last time at her funeral. Ryoji was going to adopted me into the family but one of the Satyrs got to me first and took me to Camp-Half Blood. It had been a request from my father to bring me and explain my true heritage. That was what won the judge over when Ryoji tried to gain custody of me in court. At first I had been angered, sad, then happy since I found out I still have a family left.
I wanted to contact Haruhi many times over the years but I never got the chance especially since I couldn't Iris-message her or call. Being half-Greek and Japanese took sometime to get used to, and I couldn't really give answers to the questions she would have.
"Why don't you go for a visit?" Chiron brought me out of my thoughts. He looked out to the strawberry field and I did the same.
"As much as I want to, why? Do you want to get rid of me?" I joked, raising a eyebrow at him.
"No, no, child, never. I just want you to reconnect with your other side of the family."
I looked at him at the corner of my eyes. "Chiron...what's the real reason?"
He sighed before answering. "With Luke becoming more of a threat, and more monsters appearing, we need all the help we can get. I recently learned there have been sightings of monsters dangerously close to Ouran Academy. A private school your cousin attends. I doubt you would want Haruhi to be in danger, so I thought to send you over to keep an eye on things. I know you might be the child of the prophecy but I'm starting to believe it's Percy. You might not be in much danger." I could feel my blood boiling. I can't afford to lost another person I care about. We grew up together, we were like two peas in a pod.
"But what about the monsters? If there's already monsters over there, wouldn't I attract even more?"
Chiron sighed. "Yes, that did worry me, but I'm afraid it's the only choice we have. You are the best choice to send, with your knowledge of Japanese and the connections to get close. It did ease my troubles that Japan has a lower monster rate than the States."
I mulled it over, finding not much cons about this. "What would I have to do?"
"You would pose as a student and eliminate any monsters. If you can, I advise to refrain from revealing your true identity to her. I already called your uncle and told him of the arrangements. You will stay with them until the problem is resolved."
I nodded. "How long until I leave?"
"Tonight after dinner if possible. If you leave at that time, you will probably get there in the afternoon."
"Alright." I turned to head to my cabin but he stopped me before I could go any further.
"Ah, I almost forgot. Your father wanted me to give you this as a good luck present." He handed me a black ring. It was simple, and had μεσάνυχτα (midnight) carved on it. "When you take it off, it will transform into a sword. At the top of the hilt, there is a small button. Once you press it, it will go back to a ring. It is enchanted to never be lost."
I tested it out and grinned when I noticed it was a Katana sword. The hilt was black, and the sheath was the same color, with a white outline of a dragon on it.
"Thank you father." I murmured. I turned around, waving my new sword to Connor. "Connor! Let's keep going-Hey! Don't run away!"
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I had said goodbye to all my friends, where they made me promise to I.M. them whenever I could. I was in my cabin packing all my belongings, choosing wisely to leave most battle-related items behind.
"Are you leaving without saying goodbye?" A deep voice said behind me. I spun around and rolled my eyes at him.
"I would have if you weren't who-knows-where." I drawled.
"Hey, it's not my fault. Did you know dad likes to complain about his nagging wife? Geez, he sounds like a mother-in-law." He crossed his arms, scowling. I giggled at the thought.
"Don't let him hear you say that." I smirked. Even though he is my older, way, way older, brother, he can act like such a baby.
A horn sounded through out the camp.
"Dinner time." Nico said. He came up to me and hugged me tightly. "Come back alive." With those words, I heard the real message. 'Be safe, I love you.' I hugged him back, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Come on, I want my last meal at camp to be fun."
While on the plane, I almost ripped apart the armrests with my death grip. There wasn't really anything to worry about since Zeus was so generous to let me survive the ride to Japan. Lucky me. But I'm wasn't going to let my guard down for a moment.
I stayed alert until when we shook from turbulence and I fainted from fear.
After almost breaking one flight attendant's wrist from waking me up, I hurried off the plane and got my luggage. I tried to look for my uncle to no avail, I couldn't recognize him anywhere.
I planned to walk around aimlessly, when I saw a woman holding a sign that said: Kotoko Fujioka 3. I tensed up and approached her with caution. Last time I checked, my aunt died and I was suppose to be picked up by my uncle. Unless he remarried, I highly doubt I'm related to this woman.
"Hello, I am Kotoko." I said, bowing lightly. Placing my hand on my fingers, I twisted the ring on my index finger for comfort.
"Oh Kotoko! Look how big you've gotten! I can still remember when you were a little girl like it was yesterday!" She pinched my cheek, rambling about how cute I look with my 'Gothic' style. I didn't think I looked like a goth. Sure I had combat boots and dark eyeliner, but goth? No. I lightly pushed her away from me.
"Excuse me, but who are you? I'm waiting for my uncle. Are you his wife?" I asked. The lady froze before throwing her head back and laughing. After a few moments, she stopped, wiping a tear away.
"Oh no dear. It's me, Ryoji, your uncle."
"Uncle?! B-but you look so...different!" I stuttered. Looking closer, I could now make out some of his -her?- features
He sighed. "Yes, well, after Haruhi's mother died, no woman could replace Kotoko, so I changed my ways. I'm a professional cross-dresser now." I could feel my eye twitching, but then relaxed.
"Well, it's your life. Plus your still the same goofy uncle I had, so it's all good." I smiled at him. If you're wondering, I have the same name as my aunt. I guess my mom liked the name, and named me that too. When my aunt heard about that, she was absolutely delighted. "So what should I call you...?" I asked.
'Would he prefer Aunty?'
Again, he laughed. "Ranka is just fine. That's my stage name. Now, I think you want to meet Haruhi?" My eyes lit up and I nodded. "I have to go to work, so I'll just drop you off at her school and you can walk home with her."
*TIME SKIP-IN FRONT OF OURAN*
"Let me warn you now." Ranka said facing me.
"Warn me?"
"Yes. Because of a certain situation, which I still don't know what it is, Haruhi has to dress like a boy. You'll have to ask her why. You can find her in...oh. I don't know which room it is."
I resisted the urge to face palm. "It's okay, I'll just ask someone. Bye Ranka."
"Bye sweetie!" I felt myself sweat-drop. My uncle is full of surprises. I stepped out of the car and saw a pink school. What is up with these rich people? You'd think they'd have some good building colors.
I walked into the school, ignoring the stares of the students. 'School must be out already.' I saw a random girl in a horrible yellow dress and called her out to her.
"Hey, you!" The girl turned towards me and pointed to herself. I nodded. She came up to me. "Do you know where I can find Haruhi Fujioka?" At the name, she visibly brightened.
"Yes! He is in Music room #3, but they're almost closing." '#3? Is there more than 1?'
"Can you take me there, please?" I asked.
I think she almost squealed and pulled/dragged me through endless hallways. Finally, we stood in front of giant doors.
"Here it is!"
"Ah, thank you." She let me be and walked off to who knows where. The dress she wore was too ugly for my tastes. If I'm going to be a student here, there is no way I am going to be caught wearing that marshmallow.
I looked back at the doors. Just think, after 8 years, I'm finally going to see Haruhi again. I opened the doors and almost brought out my sword when rose petals floated down on me.
"Hello my darling." A blonde with dark blue, almost purple eyes came into my personal bubble. He grabbed my hand and flashed a dazzling smile. Tch, he probably gets all the girls like that.
"Let go of me before I break your arm to pieces." He froze at my cold words before he began to weep in a corner.
A guy with glasses stepped forward giving me a fake smile. "I'm sorry, we are already closing for today. Please come back tomorrow."
I smirked at him. "No worries glasses, I'm not here for your little club. I'm looking for my cousin."
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And who exactly is your cousin?" At that moment a short brown haired boy walked out from the back room.
"Okay Kyoya-senpai, I'm done for the day." If you weren't dumb as a brick, you could see 'he' was a she. She still looked the same like she did years ago.
"Haruhi!" I yelled with a blinding smile on my face.
She turned in my direction and scrunched up her nose. I guess she doesn't remember me. Well, that could be due to the fact we were seven and I used to wear a pink tutu all the time.
"Do I know you?" She asked.
I pouted at her. "Did you really forget about me?" I sighed. "When we were five, you slammed a door in my face. I still have the scar." I pushed my bangs out of my eyes to show her a light pink scar just above my eyebrow. Her face finally lit up in recognition and a giant grin broke out.
"Koko?!" I grinned at the old nickname.
"Hi Haruhi." I walked up to her and gave her a tight hug. I could feel my shoulder getting wet. Pulling her back at arms length, I smiled.
"Are you crying Haru-chan?" She gave me a weak smile while wiping her eyes.
I glanced at the boys in the room. Everyone was surprised, staring at me and Haruhi.
The blonde from earlier ran over, looking at my cousin. "Haruhi? Who is this?"
"This is my cousin, Kotoko Fujioka."
"Eh?!" Was the reaction of 5 out of 7 of the boys.
"You never told us you had a cousin Haru-chan!" A shorty bounced towards us.
I stared at him confused. I bent down to his level. "Hey kid, aren't you suppose to be in Elementary?" He laughed smiling at me.
"Don't worry, I'm in high school!"
I sputtered. "B-but you're...!"
"Honey-senpai is a third year." Haruhi elaborated.
Honey grabbed my hand, his other holding a pink rabbit. "I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka! But you can call me Honey! And this is my cousin, Takashi Morinozuka, but call him Mori!" He led me to the tallest boy in the room and I had to strain my neck to look at him. I might be 5'6, but this guy is huge!
My dark grey eyes met his onyx ones. I whistled. "Damn. You sir, are tall." I saw the slightest twitch on his lip as I gave him a thumbs up. I turned to the rest.
"What are your names?" Blondie came forward with a rose.
"I, princess," He started, handing me the rose. "Am Tamaki Souh! King of the host club!" Damn, if I didn't know any better, I'd say he was a child of Apollo or Aphrodite. Maybe a descendant?
I threw the rose behind me, ignoring his cry.
Two arms wrapped around my shoulders and I had to bite my tongue to keep from attacking them.
"I'm Hikaru." Said the one on my left in my ear.
"I'm Kaoru." Said the other.
"And we're the Hitachiin twins!" Oh no, I left the Stoll brothers just to find their replacements.
I slipped out of their grip and went behind Haruhi. I looked expectantly at glasses.
Said person lifted his glasses with his index and middle finger. "I am Kyoya Ootori, the vice president."
"Haruhi! Why didn't you tell daddy you had a cousin!" Tamaki yelled in despair.
"Daddy?" I smirked, was this a kink?
"Senpai calm down, it just never came up. I haven't seen her since we were seven. And you're not my dad!" She turned to me with a glare. I took a step back, just in case she wanted to get physical.
"What happened to you? Why didn't you write? Why are you coming back after eight years of being M.I.A.? Dad tried to get custody of you but the judge denied him." I sweated under her interrogation.
"It's not that I didn't want to contact you! I did! Really! But I couldn't!" I tried to explain.
"And what reason would that be?" She asked, waiting.
"Wow, Haruhi can be scary." One of the twins stage whispered. I would have glared if Haruhi wasn't scaring the shit out of me.
"I've been living in America." I admitted.
"America!" She gasped.
"Yeah."
She immediately switched from anger to being worried. "Did you go to a good home? Did they treat you right?"
"Good home?" Tamaki asked in confusion.
I nodded. "After my mom died I got sent to a foster home." His eyes widened in surprise.
I grinned at Haruhi. "And it was much better Haru! So much better! I live with my dad's family!"
Now her face was in shock. "Your dad? Did you meet him?"
"A few times. He's pretty busy with his business. And guess what! I have a brother!"
"You're dad cheated?"
"No, he's older that me. His wife is dead. I also had a sister."
"Had?"
"Yeah. I only met her once. I was told she died saving my cousins." My eyes drooped down for a moment before smiling again. "But now I bet she's with her mom and meeting ours!"
"Any more family I should know about?"
"Well, I have a lot of cousins, I lost count, but my main cousins are Thalia, and Percy. We go to a camp with other family members."
"Camp?"
"Yeah, it's for kids like me with Dyslexia and ADHD. Every kid from my dad's family has it. I stay there all year long.
"I also met my main uncles. Dominic and Xavier. Dominic, Thalia's dad, hates my guts though. Xavier, Percy's, is cool and laid back. I like him better." I heard thunder rumble but ignored it.
"Eh? Why does he hate you?"
"The guy accused me and Percy stealing something a few years ago. Stubborn guy. We had to prove to him it wasn't us and find the real guy. Turns out it was one of our relatives. He still doesn't want to apologize."
"So why are you here?" She asked.
I put my hands behind my head. "Well, the camp director, Mr. Brunner, knows about you since I told him stories about us. He talked to my dad and agreed to let me be a student here. Then he called Ranka and arranged everything. Now I'm here."
"Wait, you're are student now?" Hikaru asked.
"Yup! Maybe I'll join a club or two. Are there any fighting clubs?"
Tamaki gasped and ran to me, gripping my shoulders, shaking me. "A lady should not participate in such violent activities!"
I glared at him and grabbed his wrist. I turned him around making his arm twist on his back. He cried out in pain.
"You really shouldn't decide things for me. Not every girl is a damsel in distress." I let him go and sat down on the couch.
Honey came and sat next to me. "Why don't you join the Karate or Kendo club?"
"Kendo?" I tilted my head in confusion. "What's that?"
"A Japanese form of fencing with two-handed bamboo swords! Takashi is the captain of the club!" He smiled at me, hugging Usa-chan.
'Bamboo swords huh? I don't think I'll be able to practice sword training around here so...' I shrugged, glancing at Mori.
"Think I can try-out?"
"Tomorrow." He nodded. His deep voice sent a shiver down my back.
I gave him a thumbs up, trying to hold my blush down.
The twins went off who-knows-where and Kyoya was writing in a black notebook. Tamaki was staring weirdly at the wall with a smile on his face.
"Haruhi, are we going home yet? I'm still jet-lagged from my flight."
"When did you get here?" She asked.
"An hour ago. Ranka picked me up. Gave me a damn scare too." I replied. Getting up, I picked up my small bag I brought. Ranka had taken my other luggage home.
"Let's go. It's not that much of a walk."
"Haruhi! Let daddy take you home!" Tamaki shouted.
"Okay. Hold up people!" I interfered. Everyone stopped to look at me. "What the Hades is with this 'daddy' thing? You have a kink or something?"
He gaped at me in horror. "No! I-I just see Haruhi as my own daughter!" I shook my head, running a hand through my hair. A little habit I picked up from Percy.
I narrowed my eyes at him, but dropped the subject. "Bye guys, it was nice meeting you. I'll see you tomorrow Mori." He tilted his head in acknowledgement.
"Bye Ko-chan!" Honey yelled. I grinned at him and left with Haruhi.
"Are you cooking Haruhi?" I asked as we walked to the door.
"Yeah. I think I'll make Miso soup and brownies for dessert." She thought out loud.
"Yes! Brownies here I come!" The doors shut behind us, leaving the boys in the room.
This is an idea that I've had for the longest since I read a few stories from this category.
I began writing this but never got around to finish it.
And if you are familiar with my works, yes, I am writing another story. I know, I know, I shouldn't write more stories when I barely update my other ones. But I can't help it! These ideas just attack my brain! I also lose interest in things really fast, as to why I take a bit of time to update.
Anyways,
IMPORTANT Well not really. Just want to make sure you read this. I'm making Nico a bit older. About 15 years old. Kotoko is also 15, but he's a few months older.
And when I made this, I didn't realize that Kotoko was also Haruhi's mom's name until later. I just went along with it.
Read and Review! No flames please! Constructive criticism is welcomed!
A/N UPDATE 1/22/17:
So. I'm back. It's been 3 years, and I finally managed to muster up the will to continue this. I always felt bad not updating, but I couldn't think of anything to write. I reread this, and I found motivation and interest in this again. I'm going to edit the chapters and work on the latest chapter, so yay! Thanks to everyone who followed the story recently, and those who stayed. I'll try not to go on 3 year hiatuses from now on. It's probably a bad idea since I'm going to start college in months ahead, but whatever.