Keep Walking
AN/
For all of you that have read my other story, 'A Women of Few Words' with Hisoka Fukazawa, I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOREVER! I have lost my motivation to write that story, and lapsed into a -Man fandom… But! I'm back to writing OHSHC stories now! I just don't know how long it will last…
In any case, here is my first ever Takashi(Mori)xOC story! He's so awesome… 8-)
Anyways, please enjoy! XD
Chapter One –
{Katsumi's P.O.V.}
I bolted upright in bed as my alarm went off, blaring the song 'You Make Me Feel' by Cobra Starship featuring Sabi, at an annoyingly loud volume. Slamming my hand down on the 'snooze' button, I quickly untangled myself from my midnight blue bed sheets and stood on the cold hardwood floors.
I left my room and sprinted down the stairs, jumping over the last two.
"Hey, Riko!" I hollered at the top of my lungs. "You down here?"
"Jesus, Katsumi!" My roommate, Riko Hokkaido, exclaimed as she poked her head out of the entryway to the kitchen. "No need to make me deaf! You know I'm always downstairs before you!"
"Eh."
Riko sighed. "Anyways, you better hurry up and get some breakfast. We only have an hour until our first day at Ouran Academy."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." I mumbled, walking into the kitchen and taking a blueberry yogurt from the fridge and a spoon from the nearby drawer. "I hope you know I'm not wearing that uniform."
"Hey, I hate it too, but I'm still going to wear it – we have to after all."
"Damn rich people with no fashion sense." I cursed as I finished off my small breakfast and threw the container out and the spoon into the sink.
"I don't know where you get all the energy to play sports – you eat so little!" Riko scolded half-heartedly, knowing I was never hungry in the mornings.
"I eat at lunch, y'know!"
"Yeah, half of the food you pack!"
"Pfft, so? I still eat."
"So damn stubborn." Riko muttered. "Just go get dressed."
"Wait a minute!" I called after my retreating roommate. "How in the hell am I supposed to ride my motorcycle to school if I'm wearing a dress?"
"…Fine. Pack your dress into your backpack and wear normal clothes until you can change at school." With that said and done, Riko left the kitchen, heading upstairs to put on the ugly-as-hell uniform.
"Score!" I whispered to myself, grinning happily as I too headed upstairs.
-:-
I grimaced as I parked my black and blue motorcycle in front of Ouran Academy – the school was pink!
"Great…" I muttered, adjusting my backpack so that it hung from only my right shoulder instead of both. "Why'd Riko have to come to school early?"
Yup, Riko had left me to venture into a new school all alone. Not wearing my uniform. And pulling up on a Harley Davidson.
Oh yes, I could see the disgust on nearby rich snobs' faces.
I sighed to myself as a walked into my new school, sticking out like a sore thumb in my black skinny jeans, dark blue tank top, silver leather jacket, and black boots with silver buckles. I ignored the strange looks I was getting, and wandered the halls, looking for the office or the nearest restroom – whichever I happened to stumble upon first.
"God damn it!" I hissed, three minutes of pointless walking later.
"What wrong?" An innocent voice behind me questioned.
I turned around and saw a short blonde kid with huge brown eyes staring up at me. He looked like he belonged in elementary school – hell, he was holding a pinked stuffed bunny! – but he was wearing Ouran's male uniform.
"…Uh… I'm kinda lost." I admitted. "Do you know where the office is, by any chance?"
"I sure do!" The kid beamed and grabbed my hand. "C'mon! I'll take you there now!"
"O-Okay…" I stuttered, caught off guard by how strong this guy was – he was less than half my height, but he dragged me around like it was nothing!
"I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka, what's your name?"
"…Katsumi Saitama. I just moved here from America."
"It's nice to meet you, Katsu-chan! I hope you make lots, and lots, and lots of friends at Ouran!" Mitsukuni encouraged. "It shouldn't be hard though, everyone's really nice here!"
"Well you didn't pull up on a motorcycle." I muttered.
Mitsukuni stopped in his tracks, causing me to stumble a bit before I regained my balanced. The blonde turned to me, eyes wider than normal. "You own a motorcycle, Katsu-chan?"
"…Uh, yeah?"
"So cool~!" Mitsukuni exclaimed, jumping up and down. "Will you show me after school? Pretty please?"
"…Sure?"
"Yay~! Now, let's get to the office!" The short boy skipped ahead, still dragging me behind him.
-:-
A little less than two minutes later, Mitsukuni pulled me to a stop in front of a door labelled, 'Office'.
"Here we are, Katsu-chan~!"
"Thanks, Mitsukuni!" I smiled at the boy, noticing his slightly-shocked look, but choosing to ignore it.
"You're welcome~!"
"Mitsukuni."
The two of us turned around, and instantly spotted a very tall boy, also wearing Ouran's male uniform. He had short black hair, and dark eyes.
"Takashi!" Mitsukuni exclaimed, letting go of my hand and jumping on the other boy. "Look who I met!"
I gave the newcomer a two finger mock-salute thing that I usually did for some reason. "Hey, I'm Katsumi Saitama."
Takashi nodded silently, and Mitsukuni took over for him.
"This is my cousin, Takashi Morinozuka!"
…Cousins? They were polar opposites! One's incredible short, the other's super tall. One is blonde, the other has black hair. How on Earth were they related?
Oh well, I was never one to judge.
"Nice to meet you." I said, just before the bell rang. "Oh crap! I got to go, maybe I'll see you two later?"
"Meet us after school in Music Room #3, okay Katsu-chan? After we're done there, you can show me your bike!" Mitsukuni offered.
"Sure! See you two then!" I darted into the office to grab my books and schedule, before hurrying into the nearest bathroom to change into my uniform.
-:-
It was finally the end of school, and I had somehow managed to find this 'Music Room #3' that Mitsukuni had mentioned. As I cautiously pushed the doors open, I was attacked by rose petals and a bright white light.
No, seriously.
"Welcome~!" Multiple voices chorused. As the light faded, I saw seven boys all sitting on or surrounding a couch a few feet away from the door.
"Katsu-chan! You came!" Mitsukuni flung himself at me, and I just barely managed to catch him.
"Y-Yeah…" I replied weakly, startled.
"Who might this be, Hunny-sempai?" A pair of ginger twins piped up from the couch.
"This is my friend, Katsu-chan!"
"Ooh, she certainly is pretty." The twins winked at me, to which I simply raised an eyebrow in disbelieve.
"Please ignore those evil twins, Princess." A tall blonde who had previously been sitting in the centre of the couch said as he tipped my chin up. "They don't know how to appreciate real beauty."
"Uh, well, that's cool and all, but can you let me go?" I asked as politely as I could.
The blonde retreated into the far corner, drawing circles on the floor.
"What the hell?" I muttered.