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Kai: (Google Search Kai the GazettE link is not working)
Utena is a tomboyish, courageous and naïve character who lives to emulate the idealized prince figure from her childhood. She is forthright, honest, and friendly. Nearly all the girls in school idolize her. She both subverts and conforms to the stereotypes she embodies as a noble warrior and a naive magical girl in danger of becoming a damsel in distress. The series chronicles her journey to protect her friend Anthy and become a truly noble Prince. Her Dueling Rose is white.
Otaku-is a Japanese term used to refer to people with obsessive interests, particularly anime, manga, or video games.
Sugoi na- "Cool no?"
Gomen- Sorry
Tono-chief instructor
Authors Notes:
"Hiiiii! This is Sicone! But here I'll be known as various other names due to the ingenious mind of Kaya-chan!" *drags QuicksilverWitch on to scene* "SAY HII!"
*eyes crowd nervously* "Um, Hi! I don't usually partner in fic writing, but the infamous "They" always say to try something new because fun times can be had! Speaking of which, look below! See that smexy chapter? FUN TIMES TO BE HAD! (LEGAL fun times, that is!) All thanks to the brilliant mind of my darling Hisako-chan, i.e. Sicone." *glomp*
"Aww, you're far too kind!" *bows, falls over from glomp* "Now with the power of my nonexistent geass, I Hisako-chan command you to READ AND REVIEW…please?" *tempts with cookie* "You know you want to…."
"…because they're thumb cookies and have assorted jams and chocolates in the center! YAY!"
Until next time!
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Chapter One
And so, the rivalry begins!
He hadn't thought a thing of it when they first started; they were the Hitachin Twins, after all, and as everyone knew, prone to dramatics as much as Tamaki was.
So when they burst into outraged and angry babbling to the monotonous and tired Haruhi as she sipped tea across from Hani and Mori, he thought nothing of it.
That was, until Tamaki stepped in, and a new door was opened.
"SO BE IT! THE KIAN TWINS WILL COMPETE WITH OUR OWN HITACHIN TWINS FOR SIBLING LOVE SUPREMACY!"
Dread curled in Kyoya's stomach as he stiffly turned his head to the left, the light catching on his glasses and hiding his irritated gaze.
Damnit, what the hell is that baka thinking of now?
A few hours earlier…
"Those with the wherewithal—first, in social standing, and second, in money—spend their time here at the private Ouran Academy. As such, Ouran Host Club is where handsome boys with too much time on their hands entertain and charm girls, who also have too much time on their hands. It is the school's own personal, elegant playground for the super rich."—Suoh Tamaki, "Starting Today, You are a Host!"
Ouran Academy is one of the many upscale gardens where the rich flowers blossom into the elite society from whence they came. However, among this glamorous population are but a few that have simplicity to their name, who have been given the once in a lifetime chance to grow in this fertile land and bask in uncensored knowledge. New twins now write their names on the roster and embark on a journey to success and surprise, oblivious to the reality that lies within their latest school's 'hallowed' halls.
Two bewildered pairs of translucent Persian blue eyes surveyed their new watering hole. What a grand ol' watering hole it was, with it's crystal chandeliers and rococo architecture, filled to the brim with puffy canary yellow clouds and sky blue plumage.
As a flock of yellow organdy fluttered past them, their white ruffled underskirts wafting in the breeze, (was that a feather they just dropped?), one pair of blue eyes began to twitch with disquiet, sliding to view its twin pair in discontent.
"Why am I here again?" A soft yet firm female voice spoke with a barely hidden tone of annoyance.
A soft chuckle came from her male counterpart, one of his hands running through his slightly tousled hair. The laughter caught the ear of a canary cloud as she passed by, making her turn to the two and gasp in delight at the handsome pair. As if a battle cry, the gasp claimed the attention of the females around her. Soon a crowd appeared and gave birth to awed whispers as even more girls took in the beauty before them.
"Oh my, what dashing prince!" One swooned.
"He looks just like Kai from the GazettE!" A quiet girl squealed as she magically produced a life size poster of the drummer from the famous band.
All the girls nearby crowded and began to compare, and came to agree that his burnt sienna hair glimmered like caramel in the light that poured from the window beside him. His posture and gaze exuded something similar to Morinozuka-sempai's 'Dark Horse' persona. His eyes were set perfectly on his head, a long slender nose that lead down to his casually smirking lips. His clothing, though not the traditional uniform, was formal and clung lightly to his torso, teasing their minds with hints of a defined build. Hearts pounded in the eyes and chests of the crowd as they gazed on. A chorus of squeals began to fill the air. One student, not fully rendered incapacitated by the bishie before her, flipped open her cell phone to dial Renge's number and report the Mori clone.
"Why's that school bag floating beside him?"
The girls all peered and tilted to see none other than a girl doppelganger of the rocker male before them. A more delicate yet petite form, her gentle curves were clad in a blue fitted blazer that ended a few inches past her waist and gave way to ebony shorts. The girls gaped at this new female's tenacity to dress in such a manner.
Meanwhile, the young girl in question frowned at the rise in the growing chatter of the waiting crowd on the floor above, her soft pink lips settled in a light pout. A sighed escaped them as she flipped some of her locks over her shoulder and slumped in defeat.
"Eh? Is that girl dressed like Utena?" Renge gasped, Opera glasses perched in front of her eyes as her ever-mysterious electric pedestal whirled to a halt above the crowd.
Rolling their eyes, the Hitachin Twins stared at the Otaku in irritation as she called their adoring fans from their side to a sight unseen.
"Excuse us, coming through," they chorused as they pushed through the crowd.
Frowning when all of the girls were too enamored of what they were looking at, (which they STILL couldn't see! Blast the damn wall of yellow!), to let them through, they forcibly muscled their way in, stopping when they saw a familiar head of brown hair also watching the scene.
"Haruhi! What the heck is going on?" Hikaru demanded as he wrapped an arm around "his" waist.
"Yeah, everyone seems so fascinated by whatever the heck is going on over there; they completely ignored us!" Kaoru pouted anxiously.
"Oh, don't worry, Kaoru! I will ALWAYS pay attention to YOU," Hikaru spoke passionately, expecting the surrounding audience to react, but getting none of the usual reactions to their Twincest act.
Haruhi twitched tetchily, "Look, could you stop that for a sec? If you look over there, you can see why they're not going for your usual shenanigans. Heck, I'd even say you've got competition!" she said slyly.
Twin pairs of amber eyes narrowed as they turned and watched the newest Freshman, another set of twins, a boy and a girl, chattering back and forth as they ascended the grand staircase, right toward Renge and more crowds of gossiping fans and flames of Moe.
Alas, their reluctant serendipity was not to be as Keiko's head became one with Renge's electric pedestal, forcing her to wince and stumble backwards.
"Tch, so amateur," Hikaru muttered under his breath, eyes twitching in irritation and jealousy as Kaoru leaned in to him, sure their actions were merely mimicry of his and his brother's usual behavior.
"KEIKO!" Kaien shouted, his baritone piercing the hearts of the crowd.
Dashing forward, he caught her wrist just as she arched back over the staircase they had just walked up, pulling her into his chest protectively, saving her from a precarious and potentially deadly fall. The sea of girls gasped softly, a small wave of relief washing over them as he saved her but a slight tension in the air had them all holding their breath in anticipation.
"Watch where you're going stupid!" He scolded softly as he brushed her bangs aside to inspect the wounded area.
"I'm fine Kaien…you don't have to….." She winced lightly as his fingers lightly brushed the slowly arising bruise.
A soft sigh escaped him and he gently leaned down, his lips lightly grazing the area in a gentle kiss. Heat lightly blazed in the cheeks of the spectators as a light blush painted itself across Keiko's cheeks and she turned away slightly.
"I do…I worry about you." He says coolly, smiling in a loving manner.
The girls all fawned in ecstasy, squirming with delight as Keiko sighed lightly and hugged him back.
"You're lucky I love you." She huffed.
(Elsewhere, the Moe Meter went off the charts, it's mercury shooting through the roof.)
"EH! THE HECK!" the Hitachin twins shouted in unison, outraged pouts on their faces. Beside them, Haruhi restrained a smile, slightly relieved that the brother had caught his sister.
Off to their right, several girls fainted as Renge sobbed apologetically, using her remote to retire her much abused pedestal, now an almost accessory to murder.
"Are you NUTS!" Kaien demanded as her shot Renge a venomous look, "you almost killed my twin sister! What the hell!"
"I—I didn't mean t-to…" she sobbed, her brown eyes filled with tears of remorse as she slumped to the floor in shame.
"What do you mean you DIDN'T MEAN to? You freakin' summoned a bloody pillar of doom out nowhere! Who the hell does that? Are you insane? Did you NOT see us walking up here? So sorry we don't try and look for vicious pedestals rising from the floor spontaneously like a crappy video game!" He scolded and before he could continue, a firm hand smacked against the back of his head and cut him off.
"Oi! You shouldn't yell at a girl like that you baka! I'm sure it was an accident," Keiko reprimanded him harshly even as she bestowed Renge with a gentle smile. Extending a hand to the distraught, tear stricken damsel slumped on the floor, Keiko spoke in a gentle, princely voice, "Don't mind him…he can be a bit bullheaded when it comes to keeping me safe," She added with an eye-roll.
Renge's expression immediately became alight with wonder and awe as she gazed upon this princely maiden. "You…you…" she spoke in a tremulous voice.
"Yes?" Keiko asked with a raised brow.
"YOU'RE SUCH A PRINCELY MAIDEN! LIKE THE AMAZING UTENA!" she cried out, hugging the girl's legs and almost knocking her over again.
Shaking themselves out of the stupor caused by the spectacle, the Hitachins, unable to take their rivals act any longer, strode forward confidently.
"Oi, Otaku, are you TRYING to kill her? This is the second time you've nearly knocked her over!" they spoke in their usual coupled cool voice.
"Eh? AH! Gomen, gomen!" Renge said, tears filling her eyes once again as she leapt to her feet and ran into the crowd.
Keiko huffed in irritation as she faced the twins. "Hey, do you always treat girls so callously? It was just an accident!"
The gaggle of girls leaned forward as the 'princely maiden' challenged the twins for the first in a long time; they eager hung onto her every word.
"Meh, you don't know that Otaku like we do," Hikaru protested, leaning against Kaoru.
"Hai; in fact, you don't know us, the Hitachin twins, like they do," Kaoru added, leaning into his brother's embrace.
Kaien came to stand beside his sister. "Um, 'they' who?"
"He questioned the Hitachin twins!"
"Sugoi na?"
Both twins frowned in annoyance, "Them as in the crowd! Who do you think you are trying to impress? That staged two-bit performance was hardly worth a laugh!" Hikaru scoffed snobbishly.
Before a retort could pass their lips, the scent of roses wafted in the air and a deep grand voice resonated:
"STOP!"
Everyone turned to the source and the girls cheered together as their reigning blonde king stepped forth on to the battlefield.
"It is quite disrespectful to bicker in front of these darling young maidens like this! We must compose ourselves like gentlemen, and handle this with grand manners that the royals that once ruled this world would be envious of!" He instructed, waving his arms about in exaggerated yet graceful gestures, all fluidly moving like a beautifully orchestrated ballet. Keiko looked up at him with a raised brow before turning to her brother who looked to her as well.
"Gentlemen…? I'm a girl," she mumbled under her breath as she looked down at herself. "I'm not THAT flat chested…I mean yeah, smaller than most girls but seriously?" She mused as Tamaki went off on his lesson of etiquette. She looked back to their self-offered instructor and felt the onset of a vicious migraine brewing.
"And further more—" He started but was cut off with a comment from Keiko that made him freeze.
"Obnoxious," She stated flatly, no ill intent at all.
"Welcome to my world," Haruhi droned from behind her making Keiko snort.
A horrified gasp echoed throughout the halls.
"Haruuuuhiiiii, why did you cut me off like that?" He whined childishly, outraged that after everything they'd been through, she still thought him to be such a pain. "What has Daddy done to upset you my darling daughter?"
"One; you're STILL not my Dad, and two, don't pin this on me, I didn't say anything," She replied exasperatedly, causing Tamaki to look at Keiko properly for the first time.
"You're not a guy…are you?" He asked, not wanting to be wrong a second time in his life; there were already enough mishaps with gender around here!
A teacher noticed the brewing ruckus and came to see what was going on.
"Should not you all be heading to your respective classrooms? This lollygagging will not be tolerated," he firmly stated, glancing over the crowd before having a double take at Keiko. "W-what on Earth are you WEARING?" He gaped, causing Keiko to look her clothing over and revealing shorts to the teacher's relief.
Before the teacher could say more, Tamaki stepped in. "Actually sir, there is nothing in the school handbook that states she cannot wear the boys uniform-though tailored to her liking. And since she is on scholarship, well, sir, it means—um, sir? Sir!" Tamaki gaped as the teacher keeled over sideways, hand pressed to his nose to staunch the blood flow from his nostrils.
"N-never m-mind, Suoh-sama. Everyone, off to your classes! Immediately! And no, I don't need help getting to the hospital wing! Nope!" he said hurriedly as he crab walked away from the crowd.
"Are we in the right place?" Kaien asked Haruhi, all these events causing him to rethink this place as the esteemed Ouran Academy to help them excel in their academia.
"Yup; welcome to Ouran Academy. Playground for the rich bastards. You're the Kian twins, right? Dad mentioned suggesting you apply for this school's scholarship."
"EH? You're Fujioka Haruhi?" he mumbled in surprise, taking on her rather masculine haircut and uniform.
"But aren't you—oh! I get it!" he said brightly, pounding his fist into his palm as he nodded in perceived understanding. "You're a tranny like your Dad!"
Haruhi eyed him in horror. "NO. I am most certainly NOT a transvestite like my Dad, thankyouverymuch."
"Then what's with the boy get up?"
"What's with your sister's boy get up?"
"Too many Utena and Josei manga."
"Ah."
"Yeah."
Meanwhile, Keiko smiled (what was soon becoming her princely smile to the fangirls) and nodded at Tamaki.
"Thanks for helping Suoh-sama," she spoke respectfully, causing the few remaining canaries to coo in delight.
"Oh but of course hime," He smiled gently and grabbed the back of her hand to place a gentle kiss on.
She blushed softly and stuttered a bit, not used to a man giving such cordial behavior to her. The Hitachin twins fumed behind their lord, furious of the change in the tide.
"Tono, we have to get to class," they snapped bluntly, dragging Haruhi away from Kaien to their classroom. Kaien merely watched, unsure of what to do with the odd kidnapping.
"Oi, come back here with my daughter!" Tamaki bellowed and ran off after the hijackers.
Keiko laughed lightly and combed some of her hair away.
"Shall we head to our class Kaien?" She asked, gaining a nod from her twin and they walked off with a small flock tailing them throughout the day to report to Renge.
A few hours later…
"SO BE IT! THE KIAN TWINS WILL COMPETE WITH OUR OWN HITACHIN TWINS FOR SIBLING LOVE SUPREMACY!"