"No! You're never going to put me in that horrible yellow torture device!" I screamed, chucking random objects at the person holding the…thing. I don't know what to call it anymore.
"Rosetta, it's only a yellow dress. Now please wear it to school so we can get this whole thing over with." The person holding the thing pushed it towards me and tackled me to the ground.
"Hell no, I'll never get into the thing even if you get me Assassin's Creed, a new skateboard, and Call of Duty! Now get it away from me Teresa!" I screeched, trying to get away from my sister and it.
"I have the exact same feeling about this…thing but please?" my sister sighed and pleaded. And then out of consideration, she stopped moving toward me and tilted her head as if she was thinking. "Maybe we can ask the chairman about letting us wear something else." I looked up at Teresa and nearly glomped her. There were times that she can be the person that loves to torture me and then the person I just love to death when she has her moments.
"Have I ever told you that I love you?" I asked and stood up from the ground I was previously sitting on.
"Many times, hermana*" Teresa giggled and threw the yellow thing somewhere; I sighed in pleasure as soon as it went away, buried in the heaps of chaos in her room.
You're probably confused with what's going on right?
Well I still am but let me explain it to you.
It all started when my parents decided that Teresa, my sister, and I should go see my mom's side of the family in Japan. I didn't mind that we were going because well…what's not to like about Japan? It's where anime and video games were created and what's not to love? They have everything! I, on the inside, started hyperventilating and screaming for joy when dad announced it.
Meanwhile, Teresa wasn't so excited.
"Why are we going to Japan? I mean we're perfectly fine here in Spain and I have friends that can take care of me." Teresa whined. Don't get me wrong, I love my sister (when she wasn't in one of her dark moments) but there were these times were I want to strangle her and yell at her to shut up. She can sometimes make me so aggravated that I am very tempted to almost kill her in front of our parents.
"You girls are going to Japan and that's final. You have about two days to pack and say your goodbyes to your friends and then you're heading to the airport." Our father, Carlos Hernandez, stated in a tone of voice that clearly said, don't you dare disagree. I nodded sharply and glanced at my sister to see her pout and slowly nodded.
"And when you're flight is over, you can go to Ouran Private High School and do whatever you want~" Ayame Fujioka, aka my mother, sang. Somehow she can ease the tension in even the densest aura. I once saw her go into a room full of murderers and the next thing I knew, they were all playing Ring around the Rosie with my mother right in the center of the circle.
It was fucking creepy! If you've ever seen the toughest men smiling like idiots and had flowers in their hair, you'd understand…
Anyway, back to the problem on hand.
Being the "good" little girls that we were, we did exactly what our father wanted and bid our goodbyes to our friends and family. I'm not going to go into that sappy sad moment, unless you like that of course. I didn't really care for anyone except for two specific people. Two boys to be exact and I treated them as if they were my actual brothers. I know that I'm going to miss them even more since we've moved.
Flashback
"Hermana, why are you going to Japan?" a little boy asked, hot salty tears trailing down his face. I looked down at the small child and felt my red eyes softening. I knelt down to his eye level and wiped his tears. He kept sobbing and gripped my shirt as I put my arms around him and hugged him close to me. I placed my head over his chocolate brown one with a curl hanging down. He's short for his age but I have no doubt that he was going to grow tall.
"I don't know why but promise me that you're going to be a good niño* while I'm gone." I whispered to him and held him tighter. I felt him nod and hug me tighter. I pulled him away from me and wiped off his tears again. "I'll visit whenever I can, I promise." My voice dripped with sadness and desperation. The last thing I want to do is make this kid cry. He nodded and looked up when a shadow formed over our figures.
I looked up to find a boy a little older than me. He wore a simple white shirt and jeans, nothing special. I can tell that he was holding back tears by the way he covered his purple eyes with his blonde bangs. I shifted a little and offered him a hand. He merely looked at it before balling up his fists and rushing over to me, nearly making me fall down, and hugged me tightly. He buried his face in my long black hair and I felt tears drip on my hair. I gripped both boys tightly and wished that I wouldn't have to leave them. We stayed like that for a while before breaking apart. The older boy wiped his tears away and stared sadly at the small child and me.
The smaller of the two snuggled closer to me and whimpered. I felt my motherly instincts kick in and patted his head, trying to make him feel better. "I'll be back, don't worry." I murmured again.
"You better! And if you don't, I'll take Christian with me to track you done like the mafia and bring you back!" the oldest screamed at me. My eyes threatened to water but I held back.
"Don't worry Felipe, I'll find a way to visit you two. I don't know when but I know that I will stop at nothing to see you two again." I looked down at Christian ran my hand through his hair. His chocolate brown eyes looked up and began to water again. "Shh, shh, don't cry mi niño. I'll be back, whether my father approves or not. Ahora* be strong for everyone and show me how strong you are my little León*." Christian stopped crying and nodded slowly. I let a small smile play on my lips and hugged the child once more before standing up and opening my arms wide for Felipe. "Don't I get a goodbye hug?" I asked.
Felipe chuckled before stepping up and engulfing me in a hug. I got ticked off for a second because of the fact that I'm one of the shortest people in the family (I am 5'1 and Christian is the shortest) "Promise me you'll never change and that you'll remember us." He whispered in my ear.
"Lo prometo* hermano, I would never forget you and Christian because you're so annoying." I teased.
"Look who's talking Shorty." I got ticked off right there and then because of the short remark.
And no, I am not sensitive about my height.
…
"WHO YOU CALLING SHORT THAT THEY CAN BE RIDING THE LITTLEST KITTEN ON EARTH"
"I never said anything about riding a kitten."
"…shut up." I sulked when Felipe leaned his elbow on me and made me into a small table thing. I really hope that people won't do that in Japan. But knowing my luck…they probably would.
"Rosetta, I hope that you've finished with your goodbyes because if we don't get moving soon, we might miss the flight!" my father yelled from the limo, perfectly parked a few meters away from where I stood.
"Si papa*, I'm finished!" I yelled back and gave Christian and Felipe a quick yet meaningful hug. I started running to the limo before remembering something. I skidded to a stop before jogging backwards and almost falling on my arse if it wasn't for Felipe.
"Why'd you come back?" Felipe asked his purple eyes showed confusion and sadness in them.
"Were you so interested in me leaving so soon? No, I came back to give you guys this." I scowled before handing Felipe and Christian a cross and a ring. They both gaped at me so I had to practically shove the gifts in their hands before dashing to the car.
"E-Espera hermana, porque tenemos estas regalos?*" I heard Felipe questioned. I spun around and sent a smile in their direction.
"It's a little something for you guys to remember me by, adios hermanos!" I called out and waved, still jogging backwards. Christian, being the little kid he was, recovered from shock and waved back, using the energy only a little kid can possess.
I swiftly got in the limo and waved at the two until they were out of sight. I felt a cold hand touch my shoulder with the lightest amount of pressure. I turned away from the passing scenery to face my sister, her face full of grieve and regret. She held out her arms and I opened mine. She nearly tackled me to the floor if it wasn't for the fact that I was sitting near the window. She clings on to me and started sobbing.
All I could do was hold her tight and whisper to her comforting words as she sobbed louder and soon she started wailing and clutching my shirt tighter.
I was glad that my parents were here because Teresa would bottle in her emotions around them and acted like the perfect child around them.
Oh how wrong they are.
I ran my fingers through her hair and I let a few tears escape.
And from that day on, I promised myself that I would protect Teresa from there one.
And that's how we ended up here in a huge ass mansion and Teresa tried forcing me into the hideous dress. The plane ride was boring, since I couldn't use my video games to pass on the time. After getting off and nearly falling on my arse because of the fact that I didn't use my legs for such a long time, a butler that looked almost exactly like Sebastian from Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler (if it wasn't for his green eyes) picked us up and escorted us to a HUGE Spanish style house with a forest for a backyard. One look at the house and I immediately fell in love with it. It looks exactly like a house from my dreams. I almost flew to the thing if Teresa didn't hold me back.
She looked at me with mischievous eyes when she dragged me inside by the collar. I gaped at the interior of the house and let my eyes widen slightly. I freaking love this house. The walls are a pale green that has a humble feeling toward it. I tilted my head back and nearly gasped from the simple yet elegant chandelier that hanged from above us. And the best part about this house; it has a enormous kitchen, a huge game room with every game system known to man, a music room, a shooting range, a weapon room, a library, and a staircase that has the swirly rails but there's walls so if I ever want to slid them down, I don't have to worry about falling down.
I was in absolute heaven.
So the first thing I did was getting out of Teresa's death grip and running up the stairs, grinning like a madwoman. I nearly collided with the wall when I didn't stop running up the stairs and almost didn't skidded to a stop. I dashed to a random door and found that it was a room with a perfect view of the forest. I smirked lightly and came out of the room, completely calm and acted like my little outburst didn't happen.
"I got my room, the one with the perfect view." I stated to my sister who died on the floor from laughing. Once I came upon her curled up figure, I was tempted to kick her since she was on the floor like that but being the nice older sister I was, I nudged her with my boot and walked towards the door to get my stuff, being careful to not step on Teresa's trembling figure (I guess she was trying to cover her laughter).
Once I unpacked all the boxes that the nice shipping people carried up the stairs and placed into my room, I laid down on the very comfy sheets of my bed and started to drift to sweet sleep (it was about time of my siesta plus I haven't had the chance to recover from jetlag) when my sister slammed the door open, making me jump up from the sudden noise.
"What do ya want?" I slurred and I was pretty sure that my thick accent dripped from every word.
"Having your siesta* already Rosetta? Well now since you're up, we have to enroll into Ouran High and meet with the chairman…que estas esperando para hermana*? Let's go!" I found myself being dragged by my sister and the next thing I knew, I was thrown in a car and kidnapped to a private rich school.
I didn't notice that I fell asleep during the car ride until the brakes suddenly slammed on, making me tumble from my comfy spot on the seats to the cold, hard floor of the car. I gave a low moan and pulled myself up, rubbing my poor head since it was the first thing the floor met. I glared at my sister when she snorted back a laugh. As soon as she saw my face though, she cowered from the glare and bolted out of the car as soon as it rolled to a stop.
I rose up from the floor like one of those zombies that you see in typical video games and movies…man I gotta stop playing those games.
Anyway~
After getting up and almost tripping out of the black Porsche (yes it is a Porsche and I'm quite proud of it) I gaped at the enormous school.
Let me rephrase that,
It was literally a pink castle that had Big Ben.
Now since I've seen the school exterior, I'm kinda afraid of what's inside.
But who said Rosetta Maria Hernandez De La Rosa didn't like horror?
I gulped from being intimidated from the huge school (I mean come one, this school makes me feel like a midget because of my height) and followed my sister as she guided us from the front to the endless maze inside. I stared at the architecture that must have cost thousands if not millions to create and the paintings to!
Damn rich people.
And no, we're not insanely rich; we're just in the upper middle class (if that makes any sense) and because of our father's job.
No he isn't a spy or an assassin people.
But I won't tell what type of job he has.
I had my hands behind my head and looked around with little interest as my sister walked and nearly skipped besides me. She began babbling on about how great this year is going to be and she suddenly began twirling her wavy hair around her finger, the way she usually does whenever she feels nervous or something.
"Oye, hermana, why are you so nervous? You're not usually like this…now cheer up and be like the happy yet evil sister that I know." I stated, poking her cheek and faintly smiled when she smacked it away and gave me an annoying look. I just love annoying her whenever I got the chance.
"I…it's nothing, I'm just wondering if they like me and if I have a good knowledge of Japanese. It's been hard ever since we had to leave you know?" I glanced at her and patted her head, one of the only actions of comfort I would ever show in public. She slowly turned to me and grinned widely before running forward and waving wildly to tell me to hurry it off before she explodes of hyper-ness.
She's one of the few people I know that can get high on life. I don't know how she does it but I'm glad she does because it means that she can get back on her feet in no time.
We kept walking through the corridors and I kept getting stares and most of the girls here are looking over our way and they began giggling towards me but glared at Teresa. I raised an eyebrow in confusion but I didn't say anything. Teresa finally noticed the amount of stares we got and giggled.
"What are you giggling at?" I asked, turning my head to my dear older sister.
Yes she is my older sister even though we usually act like twins and almost look alike, almost. Usually she would be like the younger sister while I would be the oldest because of our very different personality.
"I'm giggling because brother dear, you look so much like a guy, they can't recognize that you're a girl!" Teresa smiled as a look of confusion appeared on my face. "I mean you are dressed as a guy and you're super long hair is in a braid with your bangs and other unruly hair is sticking out all over the place."
"…so you're saying that I look like a guy because I have most of my hair in a braid and the rest is sticking all over the place like Haru from Fruits Basket?" I asked, not really getting the point of how I look like a guy. I mean I have big…you know…but I usually bind it but that's not the point!
"Pretty much but with a braid and almost purple hair, even though its jet black," I couldn't help but smack her head in annoyance and since I needed to take out my anger out on something. "Child abuse!" Teresa screeched and started to run away.
I just stood there and sighed. Just taking care of my sister takes me a lot of energy. I hung my head and hoped if someone could just kill me right there and then. I shuffled my feet forward and grumbled to myself and started on a mini journey to find my-oh so darling sister.
After a weird meeting with the chairman of the school (I don't want to bore everyone with details but it pretty much went that we can wear the guys uniform or something else as we wish. Turns out he's pretty cool about it and first mistook me as a guy and after some clarification, I'm allowed to wear the uniform if I dress as a guy. All I did was nod and let my sister and the chairman take over the conversation) we went back home and prepared our stuff for our first day of school.
The chairman was so kind to give us our schedule and the class numbers so we can actually figure out where we have to go and crap. I'm going to class 1A and Teresa is going to class 3A.
I smiled to myself once I realized that since every one might think I'm a guy, I can create chaos and not be chided because of the stupid "woman" rule. Plus I can protect Teresa from playboys who would want to get into her pants.
I began to laugh evilly when I suddenly realize that and was soon told to shut up by none other than my sister.
Oh I can't wait till I start school.
Fun….
And here you are people, The Devil's Reincarnation! This is dedicated to a friend of mine who I had to bribe to watch an anime series (*cough*HETALIA*cough*) so this is for her. This is also the reason why I haven't updated my YuYu Hakusho series (don't kill me) and I'm working on another dedicated story for my sister/friend because I have to convince my friends to watch one of the awesome Anime out there.
Besides I've wanted to do an Ouran Host Club story for a while now: 3
Anyway~ here are the translations
*hermana: sister
*niño: kid/boy
*Leon: lion
*papa: father/dad
*E-Espera hermana, porque tenemos estas regalos?: W-Wait sister, why do we have these gifts?
*Siesta: it's when people in Spain (and other Latin countries) take a nap in the middle of the day. I do the same thing but alas, school has kept me from my siestas.
*Que estas esperando para hermana: what are you waiting for sister?
*Oye: Hey
And that's it…oh wait….
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host club, video games mentioned, anime mentioned, and other things I might forget. I only own my OCs and plot and that's pretty much it.
I'm not gonna ask for you guys to review but it would be nice if you do…