Disclaimer: This literary work was only written for fun. It is a fanfiction and I only own my OC s. The other characters belong to Bisco Hatori as she is the creator of Ouran High School Host Club.
My original characters are not based on any real people, alive or dead.
Sweet as Cherries
I grasped the cold handle of the door...
''May I come in, Mutti ?''
I had always called my grandmother that. 'Mutti' didn't seem suitable for my mother, who I had called 'Mama'.
''Yes.''
...And pushed.
The beige curtains were drawn, masking the sunlight that would have poured in. The spacious room was dark, not even a lamp being turned on. The frail figure that inhabited the king-sized bed was trying to sit up. I rushed over to help her.
My grandmother, Elsbeth Schwarzwald, had been a stern woman with a lot of rules. She wasn't very good at showing or dealing with emotions, especially with her sons. Although, apparently when I came along, she was able to open up more.
''Danke, Liebling,'' my grandmother said. She was now resting comfortably against the headrest, propped up by pillows.
''You wished to see me,'' I stated.
''Yes.''
''May I ask why?''
''Your questions will be answered in due course, Helena. Patience...is a very important thing. First, tell me, what do you know about your relatives?''
''Relatives?'' I echoed hesitantly.
''Yes, on your mother's side.''
My mother had been Japanese. As far as I knew, all of my relatives on my mother's side were in Japan. Apparently, my mother had 'eloped' with my my father to Germany. Her parents had already arranged her marriage with someone else, but she had fallen in love with my dad, and decided to go with him.
I told my grandmother so.
''Hmmm...'' she agreed.'' Well, I'm going to tell you more.''
My eyes widened. My mother didn't have any contact with her family ever since she left Japan. Or so she told me. Whenever I had asked her about them, she would steer off topic. I suppose it still hurt.
''Well, your mother was an only child. And yes, she did come from a prestigious family. They own a pharmaceutical company and also manufacture medical equipment. As you are already aware, your mother 'eloped' -for lack of a better word- with Julius, your father. Now, here is the more...serious part. Your grandfather, your mother's father...has recently had a heart attack.'' She paused for the implications of that to set in.
My mother was an only child. She was now...dead. Her parents owned a company. It didn't take a genius to figure out that I, her only child, would be the next heir. Unless, of course, her parents had already written it off to someone else, which was highly unlikely. But seeing that my mother had disgraced her family was enough to disown her...
''Helena,'' my grandmother tentatively began,''they have decided to make you their next heir. You are their blood after all.''
I exhaled through my nose. I knew what she would say next.
''As you have never met your maternal grandparents, they have invited for you to go to Japan. After thinking about it, I said 'yes.' After all, I have been seeing you since you were born. They don't even know what you look like. Although, I did send some pictures.''
''You mean Uncle Augustus did,'' I said with a slight smile, despite the severity of the situation that I had been placed in. My grandmother chuckled.
Even though my grandmother was very good at learning things, she was still hesitant with technology.
Mutti's chuckling soon came to bouts of coughing. I quickly filled a glass with water and handed it to her. She drank it all and eased back onto the pillows.
''You should rest now,'' I told her.
She nodded.
I turned to go.
''Helena?''
''Yes?''
''Hanabanashii. That's your mother's surname.''
Hi, I'm Lillyannp. You might know me because I'm a frequent reviewer of some of the stories that appear on for Ouran High School Host Club.
There are some German words in the story. The translations are as follows:
Mutti-Mom
Danke-Thanks
Liebling-Dear
My profile picture (Lilies) and this story's picture (Cherries) is from Google Images.
