Alright guys, this is my first fanfic so constructive criticism is welcome, positive feedback is also welcome.
I do not own Ouran Host Club, obviously, so please read, review, and enjoy!
AKANI
It was a dark drizzly day near the end of May, as I watched the rain sliding down the limo's window I looked over at my twin sister, Ayami. She has light ash colored hair and large brown eyes, and her hair is cut to her shoulders; I looked exactly like her, we are identical twins after all.
"What should we do tonight, Ayami?" "I don't know." "Why don't we get pedicures while watching a movie," we say in unison. We stare at each other for a second then burst out laughing. "I love how we think exactly alike," I say. "Great minds think alike," Ayami replied. At this our laughter resumes, then, all of a sudden, BAM! A car rammed into our limo causing it to flip onto the roof.
The crunching and grinding of metal was deafening, this was followed by a loud bang, then silence. I could feel pain searing through my side, grasping my hurting side, I quickly withdrew my hand feeling something warm seeping into my hand.
Bringing my hand to my face my heart stops as I see my hand is covered with blood. "Crap," I think clutching my side trying to stop the bleeding, "I have to get Ayami and I out of this death trap ASAP." Thinking this, I turn to help Ayami out and I realize with a jolt that she is no longer besides me.
Scrambling out of what remained of the limo, I stopped dead in my tracks seeing the driver dead next to the limo. What scarred me the most was that the collision isn't what killed him, but a gun, there was a bullet hole right in the middle of his forehead.
As I starred in horror, someone grabbed me from behind, covering my mouth to prevent me from calling for help, and then forcing me into a car. While I was struggled to get free, something hard hit me in the back of my head and I slipped into unconsciousness.
When I awoke I was in a dark and dingy room, there was no window and the door had an opening in it near the top with iron bars. It was very obvious to me that I was in a cell. Glancing down I saw I was sitting on a pile of hay covered by a soiled blanket. Next to me Ayami was waking up taking in our new surroundings as well. Both our injuries had been bound.
As I observed this the door opened and a man with short black hair entered, his eyes were green and he was very tall he had a slightly thin build and an evil smile on his face; his overall appearance was sinister.
"Who are you, where are we," I heard the shaky voice of Ayami ask. A low menacing voice answered, "where are my manners? I'm Michi Inokuma, and 'where are you,' you are on your way to helping me complete my revenge. You see, I have some unfinished business to settle with your parents."
Our parents, Kazuhiro and Rika Sataki, were each the head of a successful business. Mom was the head of a world renowned law firm and was one of the leading lawyers. While our father owned a prosperous produce company, which owned land in both America and Japan, but I didn't see how this had anything to do with our situation.
Inokuma continued, "I owned a wealthy produce company until your bitch of a mother shut it down due to so called health violations and food poisoning my produce caused. Then to add insult to injury your f***ing father bought my land. Since your parents took something from me I decided to take something from them, that is why I kidnapped you two."
"But, how did you find us? Our parents take great precautions to keep us safe," I asked. "Why don't you see for ourselves." As he said this, the door opened and in came four familiar faces. Jamie, Taylor, Amanda, and Sapphire; these are the names of our best friends and these are the people who walked in the door.
The leader of the group, Jamie walked up to us saying, "we only pretended to be your friends in order to help Uncle Michi extract his revenge on your parents. You two are nothing but gullible brats, it was so hard to pretend to be your friends. We're glad that's over." "In order to make your parents feel pain," Inokuma said smiling evily, "you two must suffer."
When he said this, the girls bent over, picked up knotted ropes, and began to whip us. As the rope contacted with my skin pain erupted in my body, but then I heard a distant voice saying, "Akani, Akani, wake up Akani."
'It was just a dream,' this is what was racing through my mind as I shot up in bed. There, a few inches in front of me, was my twin's worried face bending over me. "Are you okay," Ayami asked, her voice full of concern. " Yeah, it was just a bad dream." Although it was just a dream I felt shaken as I climbed out of bed.
The reason for this is that it all actually did happen to us two years ago. We had spent a month in that miserable cell before some FBI agents, our parents had hired, found us. To keep us safe our parents had us spend a year in Sweetwater Wyoming, then the next year in Maunaloa Hawaii as commoners, both towns had a population less than 300. Now we're living with our Uncle Sataki in Japan, and, for the first time since the accident, we are allowed to use our real names.
Due to the trauma caused by the kidnapping, Ayami and I have become very reclusive. We shut down around others and become rude and impassive around anyone who isn't immediate family. Today we start going to Ouran as first years, our parents are glad that we are being re-immersed into high class society and wish for us to make friends. But Ayami and I do not, we detest others, all that matters to us is that we have each other. This is the view we have beginning our first year in Japan.
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AYAMI
I awoke to find my twin, Akani, crying and trembling in her sleep, when I woke her and asked her what was wrong she said it was just a bad dream, but I know that is a lie. The look on her face told me everything; she was thinking about that place. It was such a terrible place that I try not to think about it that much.
Glancing over at Akani I watched her brush her hip-long hair (we grew it out after the accident). Making up my mind to help cheer her up I asked, "Ready to start our first year at Ouran?" "Sure, we've already done a year of high school in America, it will probably be easy."
"Yeah, the only draw back though are those ugly," "yellow," "marshmallow dresses," we finished in unison. We paused, looked at each other, and a smile crossed our faces, we still delight in the fact that are way of thinking is the same.
Walking to the closet and opening the doors I said, "who ever designed those dresses should be arrested for a fashion crime." Akani chuckled as I said this but I didn't. Quickly turning around I asked, "Akani, do you know where our uniforms are? They aren't in our closet." "Hmm, didn't Toshi (our cousin) say that the maids were going to wash them." "Oh yeah, I'll go ask one of the maids to get them for us."
As I stepped out of our room to call for a maid, I stopped as I watched Toshi's dog, Thief, dash down the hall with something in its mouth. When he passed me I saw that he had something yellow and bulky in his mouth.
It took me a split second to realize that those were our uniforms! "Akani!" I yelled dashing after the dog, "Thief has our uniforms." In an instant Akani bolted out of our room and joined me on the chase to retrieve our uniforms.
"Toshi! your stupid dog has our school uniforms, stop him before he ruins them," Akani and I yelled. We continued to chase the dog as our good for nothing cousin didn't show up to help. By the time we were finally able to stop Thief it was to late; our dresses were ruined. They were covered in dirt, ripped, and full of bite marks. As we stared at our had been dresses, Toshi finally showed up.
Toshi was tall, had smoky ash colored hair, and amber eyes. "What's the matter you two, woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" "Idiot!" I snapped, "Look what your crazy dog did to our uniforms, he's ruined them! What do you have to say for yourself, if you had trained your dog better this wouldn't have happened!" "Sorry," Toshi said rolling his eyes, "he just didn't know better, Thief probably just thought that they were a chew toy." Ugg, this guy, I can't believe I'm related to him.
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AKANI
As Ayami and Toshi continued to bicker about the situation, I stooped down to examine the dresses. Both were nothing but rags now, there was no way we could wear these to school.
Picking up one of the dresses I said, "I hate to break up your pointless argument but we have bigger problems to deal with like, what we're going to wear to school." As I continued both of them just stared at me, "These dresses are nothing but trash now and school starts in a hour, what are we supposed to wear?"
Slowly Toshi said, "My two older brothers went to Ouran, and the uniform hasn't changed since then so I guess you two could wear those." "What! no way," I said. "Those are the BOYS uniforms, besides your brothers are giants compared to us, even when they were in high school." The smaller of the two brothers was 6.1' while Ayami and I are only 5.4'. "Well, what else are you going to wear? you have to wear an uniform."
Grabbing my hand to drag me back to our room, Ayami called over her shoulder, "fine! Have the maids bring them to our room, and hurry, I don't want to be late on our first day of school."
Once in our room Ayami and I brushed our hair putting on our trademark red silk ribbons. These ribbons were the only way for people to tell us apart, I always wore mine on my left while Ayami always wore hers on her right.
After the maids brought us our cousins' old uniforms we changed into them and started to back our bags. The contents of our bags consisted of our school books and supplies, headphones, an I-pod (we liked to share one), drawing pads, pencils and our make-up bags.
Althought we always packed make-up we never wore it because we thought it was a waste of time, we didn't care what people thought about our looks. Taking a deep breath, Ayami and I grabbed our bags and climbed into the limo which was to take us to begin our first year at Ouran
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AYAMI
Dinnng! The sound of the lunch bell echoed through the hall as Akani and I made our way to the lunch room. After ordering our lunch we found an empty table, plugged in our headphones, turned on the i-pod, and ate lunch in silence.
When ever someone sat by us we let them but we made no effort to talk or even acknowledge their presence, soon anyone who decided to sit by us had left. This is a routine Akani and I had established after the accident; it was something we did to protect ourselves from others. The rest of the day we kept up this routine of silence and apathy.
After school, while we were waiting for Toshi to decide which club he wanted to join, Akani and I decided to take a walk around the school. As we were walking some boys from class 3-C started following us.
"Hey, what do you think those two are?" A boy said loudly to his classmates. "They must be witches," another boy answered, "Hey, have you two ever cursed someone before?" At this his friends started laughing, we on the other hand stopped walking, looked over our shoulders and said, "Yes, and our next victims will be you guys."
The boys just stood staring as we calmly walked away. Whenever anyone made fun of us this is how we always handled them; we would make an unexpected response that always left them to stunned to say anything back.
After that everyone ignored us which made us happy, we were glad to be just left to ourselves. We continued our apathetic routine for a week, never changing it in the slightest until our cousin had enough of our indifference.
It was the first day of our second week at Ouran, Akani and I were sketching in her note book; I drew on the right while Akani drew on the left. The limo that would take us back to the estate only would come once, which meant we had to wait for our cousin's club (Toshi joined the karate club)to end; thus, in order to pass the time we sketched.
"What are you drawing?" We looked up to see Toshi standing over us trying to see what we were drawing. "Shouldn't you be at the karate club," we shot back. "Today we're starting late, I have fifteen minutes until it starts. So answer my question, what are you drawing?" "Wouldn't you like to know," we replied stuffing the notebook back into Akani's school bag and walking away.
Our stubborn cousin pursued us saying, "if you guys have enough time to draw all afternoon then why don't you two join the karate club? I've heard your really good." "No thanks," we answered.
Although it was true that we were good at karate. After the accident we were given private self defense and karate lessons and, because we wanted to be able to defend ourselves against others, Akani and I completely dedicated ourselves to mastering karate.
"Well," Toshi said, "I guess that's to bad considering I took the liberty to sign you both up for the karate club." Instantly Akani and I stopped, turned around, and placed a hand on each of Toshi's shoulders. "What," we demanded furiously.
"Just kidding," Toshi said snatching the notebook from Akani's bag and proceeding to dash down the hall. " That insolent jerk!" We raved as we chased Toshi around the school grounds.
Akani and I were running neck and neck, and just as we were closing in on Toshi, he suddenly turned right into music room three. As we rushed into the room after him, Akani and I were met by a shower of rose petals and seven handsome men.
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AKANI
As we stood in the door way gaping, Toshi walked over to a boy with black hair and glasses and said, "these are my cousins that I was telling you about, please entertain them till I get back from the karate club." "Certainly, we are always glad to serve a paying customer," the boy with glasses replied.
Then, turning to us, he asked, "Who do you want to entertain you?" Toshi replied for us, "the twins, that way their is one for each of them." "Works for us," the twins said as they each grabbed one of our hands, kissed it, and presented us with a rose.
Looking up at Toshi I said bluntly, "don't we get a say in this?" "Not at all," the twins said for Toshi as they led us to our seats. "One more thing," Toshi said as he walked out the door, "if you two aren't here when I come to pick you up, I swear that I will copy every drawing in this book and hang them all over the school."
Glaring at where our cousin had just stood, Ayami and I reluctantly sat down with the other girls the twins were entertaining. At first we wondered what the boys would do to entertain us, but it took us less than one minute for that curiosity to turn into disgust as we saw that their idea of entertainment was an twincest act.
While Ayami starred at the twincest act with disgust, I looked around the room to see who else was a member of this wacky club. Pretty soon I was curious, all these men, with the exception of the scholarship student, seemed to come from very high class families. Letting my curiosity get the better of me, I told Ayami my suspicions and, since we had nothing better to do, we decided to investigate.
After observing the other customers near by, I spotted a girl whom seemed very open and friendly. She had black hair cut in layers that fell just bellow the shoulders, small green eyes, and a few freckles.
Walking up to her with Ayami following me I said, " hi, I'm Akani and this is my twin Ayami, what's your name?" "I'm Kana... hey, aren't you two the new twins in class 1-A? My brother's in that class, he told me about you two." "Yeah, that would be us. Since we're new here would you mind telling us who all the host are."
"Sure, the boy with black hair and glasses is Kyoya Ohtori, the boy with dusty-blond hair is Tamaki Suoh. Over there, the small boy eating cake is Mitsukuni Haninozuka but everyone calls him Honny. And the tall boy who is always with him is Takashi Morinozuka but everyone calls him Mori. Then the twins are Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. You can tell them apart by how they part their hair; Hikaru parts it to our right while Kaoru parts it to our left. Well, that's usually how they part it, sometimes they switch. And of course, the scholarship student is Haruhi Fujioka." "Thanks, that really helps us out," Ayami and I said walking away.
"Why are all these big name families in this silly host club?" Ayami asked. "I wish I knew, it seems a total waste of time," I replied. "They must all be idiots," we said.
"What cha talking about?" Looking up I saw the twins peering over the side of the couch, their faces inches from ours. "Nothing," we said pushing their faces away from ours. "Don't you have customers to entertain." "That's what we're trying to do, you're our customers and we're trying to entertain you two." "Fine, get us a piece of cake and we'll be good."
At this, the twins turned towards each other, shrugged, got us each a piece of cake, and then allowed themselves to be led away by the other girls. "I'm glad the're gone, they are really annoying." "Yeah," I answered, "at least they have good taste in cake." Ayami nodded and we ate our cake in silence thinking about what a mest-up club this is.
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AYAMI
I stared at the clock as it rang five, Toshi should have been hear a half hour ago, I thought to myself. Sighing, I glanced over at Akani, she was also staring at the clock, we were both eager to get home.
After disposing of the twins, we had past the afternoon by doing homework and listening to music; we were now bored. All the other customers were gone, Akani and I were trying to pass the time by listening to music on my i-pod while the host club discussed their plans for tomorrow.
"What are you listening to?" I looked up to see the twin, Hikaru, I think, staring down at me. "None of your business," I said bluntly. At this response all Hikaru did was smile slyly. Glancing at Akani I saw that she was in the same situation as me but with the other twin.
Then, before I knew what was happening, Hikaru, with one hand, grabbed my collar bone pushing me back into the couch, then, with his free hand, he snatched my headphones off my head bringing them out of reach. "Give it back," Akani and I demanded. "No way," the twins said placing our headphones on their heads. After a few seconds of listening to our music Hikaru said, "What kind of music is this?" "I can't understand a word of it," Kaoru finished.
Akani and I glanced at each other as a smile crept over our faces. Pushing the twins' arms off us we stood up and, grabbing our headphones from the twins, said to each other, "what a shame, Akani, these poor boys can't even understand English." "It's even worse than that, Ayami, they can't even recognize it." "How sad," we said casting a sympathetic glance at the twins.
"How dare you make fun of us, two can play at that game," the twins spat angrily. "Um, actually you can't play at 'that game,' I said. "Why not," Hikaru challenged. "Simple, we are your customers and you are our hosts. If you make us mad we will demand a refund," Akani said.
While the twins stood there dumb founded with their mouths open trying to think of a come back, Toshi walked in. "Sorry I'm late, karate ran longer than expected. Akani, Ayami, the limo's waiting. Grab your stuff and lets go." "Okay." we said shoving our stuff into our bags.
As we walked out of the host club, Akani looked over at me and said "you know, we should come back tomorrow, it was kind of fun." "Sure, messing with those twins could be lots of fun, and." "Did you see the look on their faces, it was priceless," we said laughing.
Alright, so this is chapter one. What did you think? The plot starts moving next chapter so come back and read the next one.
-Karolyn Grace