The Making of an Angel
By xSunnySideUp
Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club does not belong to me. But my OC does :D
Summary: Even if she didn't know it, it was her own fault. Who told her to act so much like my alien brother? ChikaxOCxSatoshi
Page Zero.
Satoshi's What?
I've always followed my motto: Be as strict to yourself as you are with others. Whether it's academics or sports, I have to be serious about it. Just "doing my best" sometimes does not cut it. In the end there are always results, and results are what people look at the most. Results are the basis of education and society if you think about it. Without class rankings, how would we know which students are the brightest among their peers? So for me, effort is a necessity, but at the end of the finish line if the results aren't up to expectation, the effort was a waste.
There is someone I know, however, who lives in such a carefree style that is so different from mine, that it amazes me we are good friends. The guy doesn't have a motto for life. But if he had, it would be something along the lines of: Try your best and have fun. In the end that's what matters. I personally think his way of living isn't very... efficient. But he seemed fine with it, so I guess I am too.
Out of everybody in the middle department of Ouran, Satoshi Morinozuka may be the one person who doesn't annoy me as much. All the other students are a bunch of fools. Take the guys in my class for example. At first they'd be begging me to copy off my notes because they didn't have enough brain cells to finish copying it themselves. Then when I decline, they'd start rambling on about different I am from Mitsukini Haninozuka. Well of course I'm different! We are clearly two different individuals, are we not? The blood relation has nothing to do with our personalities. What was wrong with those blockheads?
And it's not just the guys either. The girls are even more annoying. They'd be standing outside the karate club's dojo all the time, giggling and having disgusting fantasies about Mitsukini Haninozuka. Even worse, their twisted minds would somehow throw me into their fantasies as well.
Even though Mitsukini Haninozuka has graduated from middle school years ago, it seems like his presence has never left me. Not at home, karate club, and definitely not at school. Was I supposed to bear with this tragedy for my entire life? Next year I'd be moving onto high school. And even then I'm sure all the people there would compare me against him.
"How was kendo practice?" I asked the spiky black-haired Satoshi beside me.
"Oh, it was great as usual!" he grinned, flashing me a thumbs up sign. "Our members are looking so good this year. You can say the districts this year are in the bag. Taka has been teaching me this new defensive position. It's really effective- you should see it!"
I sighed to myself and pretended to be listening to Satoshi's story. Once the guy starts talking about his older brother, he tended not to stop. Sometimes it gets on my nerves, but he means well. If I had a cool, non-insane older brother like Takashi Morinozuka, then I'd also brag about him to everyone I knew. But I don't. I have the psycho-cake-eating-bun-bun freak for a brother.
They're both good friends. Why didn't some of Takashi Morinozuka's maturity rub off on him?
"-and so then I saw her through the window of the kendo dojo, right? And she was getting picked on by these younger girls I think, which is weird because she's in the same year as us. And bullying usually happens with older bullies," Satoshi was talking about something else now, and I was slightly confused. "But I went out there anyways, and the other girls kind of ran away when they saw me. I really have no idea why. So I just helped her up and we talked a little-"
I tuned him out again. Whatever he was talking about, it had no connection with me. It was probably one of those random stories he makes up out of the blue when he's bored. He does that sometimes.
"- she was kind of embarrassed, but hey, so was I! Don't worry though- I'll introduce you two the next time I see her. She's really cute! I can't believe we're going out now!"
... What?
I slowly turned my head to look at him. And for once he noticed my face expression and he stopped himself from rambling on further. "Chika? What's wrong?"
"What... did you just say?" I asked menacingly. Tell me he did not just say what I thought he said. There was no way! Right?
"Sailor uniforms on girls are cute?"
"You said what? No. Before that."
"My new favorite fruit are strawberries?"
"Before that. I hope."
"I can't believe we're going out now?"
I froze, then snapped back to reality. "Yes that. What do you mean by that?"
"You don't understand?" he leaned in, a bewildered look plastered all across his face. "It means I have a girlfriend now. Man, your Japanese must be worse than I thought."
... Oh lord.
"Who?" I asked, now becoming a bit more interested. Satoshi had always been quite the ladies' man, with his easy-going attitude and everything. Maybe a lot of girls misunderstood that about him and thought he was actually interested in them. But there had never been a case where he himself had been attracted to a girl. Why didn't he tell me?
"Like I've been telling you for the past few weeks," he rolled his eyes. "Sora-Chan!"
I felt a jab of guilt at the past few weeks part. Ok, so maybe I should pay a little more attention to him from now on.
"Sora... Chan?"
Satoshi groaned, giving me an exasperated glare. "Sora Ishida-san from class 3-B! You know? The really, really, really cute girl next door! The one with the long, wavy hair! And the big eyes!Sora Ishida-san!"
He jostled my shoulder and continued to yell her name out to me as I racked my brain searching for any information I knew about this girl: none. And yelling the girl's name over and over again did nothing to help.
"You really don't know who she is?" Satoshi whined. "But I've been telling you about her for days now! Obviously you weren't listening to me..."
I saw his hands creep onto his kendo sword beside him. Crap, he was going to hit me if I didn't apologize soon.
"S-Sorry..." I said sheepishly. "I thought you were just... joking around."
He shot me a semi-disappointed frown, but quickly reverted back to his cheerful self again. "Well, as long as you know now. Kya! I can't believe we're going out now- this is too good to be true!"
"Please don't kya like a fan girl Satoshi," I grumbled. "And if you ask me, you're just wasting your time. You should focus more on your studies. Your grade in math is dropping, isn't it?"
"Oh shut up!" he smacked me across the back. "Don't you dare rain on my parade now! And besides, now I can get Sora-Chan to tutor me! Math is one of her best subjects, you know!"
The guy has turned into a lovesick idiot. And who has to deal with that now? Me. Thanks a bunch, Sora Ishida from class 3-B.
Satoshi also seemed to feel the ominous atmosphere around me because he immediately started blabbing about insignificant stuff. "Chika that doesn't mean we won't still hang out! We can all hang out! The err, three of us! Together, yeah!"
"Do you even know what you're saying?" I asked him, he only shrugged. "I don't know who this girl is, so I have no right to judge her."
Satoshi gave me a small smile of relief. "You'll like her. She's very likeable."
"So I'm being told," I grunted, already getting up from the marble bench we had been sitting on. "Well, I should be heading home now. Sorry if I wasn't paying attention to your love interests before."
"No problem," he smiled. "Maybe Sora-Chan will introduce you to some of her cute friends and we can double date."
I snorted. I certainly hoped he was joking. "Yeah. Sure."
But in my head I wasn't thinking yeah sure. In fact, it was more like hell no. Don't get me wrong, I don't have any of those feelings for Satoshi. And I'm happy for him that he and the girl he likes has mutual feelings for each other. But well, it's always just been me and Satoshi. The two of us, not the three of us.
I guess I just kind of see this girl as more of an interference. Since I doubt their relationship would last- don't tell him I told you that though. With guys like Satoshi, even if you tell them there's a wall up ahead, they won't be content until the run smack into the wall by themselves.
Still, I never thought he'd get a girlfriend.
Sora Ishida from class 3-B?
I'll remember that.
Author's Notes.
This is just the prolouge D I'm not too sure about this fanfiction because it includes an OC, and usually I don't really like incpororating OC's into my stories. But hey, maybe it'll work out? Also this is my first Ouran fic! Surprisingly it doesn't focus on any of the main characters of Ouran though xD
Please comment if you have the time.
- xSunnySideUp