Hi, lovelies!
Here is chapter two!
I apoligize for the wait. You see, both my mouse and my keyboard ran out of battery powers. I found a pair of batteries and was tied between using the mouse only or the keyboard. My computer is touched screen but I prefer using the mouse and the keyboard because it makes things much more easier. Also, every time I would ask my dad if he can get some batteries he would forget.
So, I still don't have batteries.
Anyways, in this chapter you get to learn a little about Dane. Not a lot though, just some little stuff.
I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed, favorite, and followed this story so far. I guess you can say, it's pretty different from normal OHSHC fanfics so I am hoping it will turn out all right.
:)
"I'll be waiting for you after school by the fountains. If anything comes up text me." Cheryl explained to me, "Okay? Bye Dane!" after I nodded to her question, she turned around walked off leaving me alone in the vast hallways.
Ouran Academy is enormous. Sure, I am rich. I lived in enormous houses before but since I never attended school in my life and a school is normally a lot bigger than your house, yo
"I'll be waiting for you after school by the fountains. If anything comes up text me." Cheryl explained to me, "Okay? Bye Dane!" after I nodded to her question, she turned around walked off leaving me alone in the vast hallways.
Ouran Academy is enormous. Sure, I am rich. I lived in enormous houses before but since I never attended school in my life and a school is normally a lot bigger than your house, you could see why I got lost.
When we arrived to Ouran, we were all amazed by the structure of the school. Ouran Academy contained a Pre-school, an elementary school, a junior high, and a highschool. Ouran also had a University, a public school system, and many others that I can name. The academy consists of different shades of pink. Yep, Pink.
Anyways, Alfie did a quick wave to Cheryl and me before swaggering off the whereever. Though, he failed to realize that he forgot his map of the school. Too bad.
I walked down the corriders looking for my class room. I was already ten minutes late but I was sure to be excused since I am new. I hoped.
"1A. 1A. 1A." I made sure to stop at every door I saw to see if it was the classroom I was looking for. Yet the classrooms would have rooms such as 234 and 222 next to each other. Like could you not?
"May I help you, sir?"
I swiveled on my heels to meet the eyes of a red haired girl. She was the same height as me-five foot four-with fair skin that was dusted with billions of freckles and light grey eyes. When she saw me, I noticed a light blush spread across her cheeks.
"Oh. I'm new here and I'm looking for classroom 1A." I informed her, "My name is Da-I mean Abbott Dane." I had remembered in Japan, your last names go first, and your first names afterwards.
She smiled, "It's very nice to meet you Abbott-san. My name is Miyuzaki Aimi." She answered me, "I'm in class 1A as well. Sensei requested me to run some copies down but I'm done with that so I'd be happy to walk with you to class."
"Thanks a lot." I thanked her and we began walking down the hallways to together.
While walking down Aimi would ask me questions. I could tell she was very social and couldn't stand total silence really.
"Where are you from?" she asked.
"London." I replied.
"So are you British?" she questioned me with curious eyes.
I shook my head, "No. My family moves a lot and that was where we were previously. I was born in Russia actually but my parents are both German." I explained to her.
Aimi nodded her head, "Oh. It must be hard moving all of the time."
"Not really. You get used to it after some time. Besides, I've learned a lot about different places from that. Like here, I'm sure to learn a ton about Japan considering father told us that we are staying here for quite a while."
Aimi pursed her plump, red lips together. Her facial features showed hesitation but she soon turned to me with a brilliant smile.
"Well, I hope that you like your time here Abbott-san." She said to me with crimson cheeks, "W-would you like to sit with my friends and me at lunch?" Aimi asked me with pleading eyes.
I thought for a moment. It was better than sitting by myself during lunch where I was pretty sure I would stood out like a sore thumb and have Cheryl attacking me about how my day was so far. I swear, that girl has issues.
I smiled, "I wouldn't mind and please just call me Dane." I requested her with a light hearted laugh.
Aimi blushed again. Should I had told her about myself? What if she did not like me? It was for the best I keep down low. Though, I was sure to be found out sometime.
We stopped at a set of door with a sign that read, "Classroom 1A" in Japanese over the top of it. They were beautiful. I was calling a set of door beautiful. What the hell was wrong with me? A tons of things actually. Okay, Dane. It wasn't the time right now.
"We're here." Aimi notified me. She went to turn the golden-yes golden-door handle but then stopped, "Just for your forewarning. Our sensei for this period can be a little-what's the word-flamboyant." She tapped her chin with her finger trying to conclude a word to describe the certain teacher.
I chuckled, "Well, it's better than having someone who is strict." Aimi laughed at this before turning the doors and pushing them open.
When the door fully opened, it seemed that everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to us with eyes like deer seen in head lights. Did I say that right? Like, woah. I walked in late. It wasn't like a killed a man.
Aimi seemed to ignore this and simply waltzed over the teacher's desk and handed him the papers. His eyes lit up at the sight of her presence and the papers and he clapped his hands happily.
"Thank you so much Miss. Miyuzaki!" he exclaimed happily with a giggle scanning through the papers, "And you got a set of one hundred and three! Just how I like it!" Wow, she wasn't kidding when she said he was flamboyant.
"You're very welcome Sensei." She smoothed out her dress before continuing, "I also found the new student. He was lost." She exclaimed as if I wasn't even standing in the door way. Wow, now I sounded like a lost little puppy and Aimi came to the rescue.
"Really?" Sensei questioned looking around, "Where are they? I was informed about this student and I can't wait to get to know them!" his head whipped around in every direction looking for me. He even checked under his desk. Why would I be under there?
I gave small cough causing the teacher to turn his head to the door way where I was standing. I blinked. Everyone stared at me and I gave a small wave that said 'Yes. I am here. I am a human being and not a fish that walks on legs.' Which caused them blink back. Soon I was pulled front of the room by the teacher-who magically appeared to my side-and he gave me a firm pat on the back.
I heard gave Aimi give a soft sight before she gave an apologetic look and she then walked to her seat which was the first one in the third row.
"It is very nice to meet you!" the teacher had a lot of enthusiasm. He then pulled out a piece of paper, "You must be Abbott Diane." I flinched slightly at the name. I hoped no one knew about the name being feminine. If they do, I hope I can just say that my parents wanted a girl and to just call me Dane, "Please introduce yourself to the class!"
Didn't he already sort of do that for me?
I sigh-not loud enough to be heard by sensei-before turning the anxious pairs of waiting eyes. Wow, these people must not get new people that much. They seemed so interested in me at that time.
"Hello. My name is," I took a pause before I finally said, "Abbott Diane but please call me by my preferred name Dane. I hope that we all get along smoothly through our years together." Wow, Dane. You sure nailed that one!
Sensei laughed, "Thank you very much! Do you mind answering any questions?" he asked me.
I shook my head, "I don't mind." When I said that, half of the class's arms shot up in the air causing me to take a step back in surprise. Wow, these people were really curious about me!
I scanned the area and decided to pick a girl with a short black curly black hair that was trimmed to her shoulders. She had chocolate brown eyes that were gifted with thick full eyelashes. She stood up from her seat and I noticed she was on the petite side. About-four foot eleven.
"Where are you from?" she asked me.
"London. That was where I was originally but my family moves a lot. I was actually born in Russia but both of my parents are German." I explained. She nodded in understandment before sitting back down.
I pointed to another girl with mousy brown hair held up in a bun while her fringe lied neatly across her forehead. She pointed to herself and mouthed the word 'me?' to make sure if I was pointing at her or not. I gave a nod and unlike the last girl she decided to stay in her seat.
"I have two questions, if you don't mind." I shook my head, telling her I didn't really mind, "Do you have any siblings? Also, are you planning on joining any clubs?"
"I have two elder siblings who attend school here." I thought for a moment, "As for clubs, I'll have to see what there is. I think I might even start one if I get the chance." What kind of club though? Oh! I got it! An equality club! I gave a toothy grin.
I heard a snicker from the back of the room and my eyes darted to a guy with black hair. He was an average looking Joe. He didn't have anything great about him and why was he snickering.
"Do you have a question, sir?" I asked politely. He stopped snickering and her grey eyes bored into my hazel ones. I couldn't help to notice that a single blonde streak ran though his hair which was jelled back.
He smirked, "Actually I do." I didn't like the sound of his voice but I was inquired by what his question was, "I couldn't help to notice that your name is awfully feminine."
"My parents wanted a girl. And like I said before, I would prefer to be called Dane." I told him nicely as I can. He rolled his eyes.
"Who would've think that the new boy has a girl name? That's so gay." I heard him mutter under his breath. I balled my hands into fists causing my knuckles to turn white. The funny thing is, is that I am gay.
I turned to the teacher with pleading eyes, "May I please go sit down sir?" I ask with a pinch of bitterness in my voice. I didn't know if I could handle answering anymore questions. There was a chance that some people may find out about me. I didn't think I would mind people finding about my sexuality but finding that I am transvestite? That's a whole other formality.
He nodded his head and pointed and empty seat in front of a cute brunette. His brown hair was combed neatly and his eyes were large and doe like. He reminded a lot of a girl. The more I got closer to him, I then realized that he was a girl. So, I wasn't the only one cross dressing after all?
I saw a pair of ginger hair boys sit on either sides of her. Twins, and cute ones at it too. Both of their topaz eyes showed boredom and they stared longingly at the board. Their appearances are completely identical, except for their hair being parted in opposite directions. It was as if, they were mirror images of each other.
I sat down in my seat and hooked my bag on the little hook that was screwed into the side of the desk. I then pulled out my notebook and pen in case I had to take any notes for the class. Even, though the class was almost over I could tell that the teacher had a lot of surprises kept under his sleeves. He did seem like the man to give a lot of pop quizzes.
There is a soft poke on my back and I knew it was the girl behind me. Who else could it be? I turned around and they gave me gentle smile.
"It is nice to meet you. I'm Fujioka Haruhi." He introduced himself.
"It's very nice to meet your Fujioka-san. As you probably already know, I'm Dane." Should I ask her for confirmation on their gender indemnification? "Can I ask you something?" I queried in a low whisper. Haruhi shook her head and leaned in so that she can hear me, "A-are you a girl?"
Haruhi's eyes widen. Oh no! What I just embarrassed Haruhi! What if they thought they were some cool boy but then they get asked if they are a girl? I might as well jumped out the window. They then relaxed again and she slowly closed them before opening them and staring at me directly in the eyes.
"Yes. I am. I got caught up in a situation so now I have to cross dress." She pursed her thin lips together. So I was right. "Why are you cross dressing?"
So, she knew. I nervously scratched the back of my neck before breathing, "Well you see...I'm transvestite." Hopefully, she would accept me. She seemed to be that type of person.
"Oh." Wait? Oh as in a good 'Oh' or a bad 'Oh? "That's pretty interesting. My dad is a transvestite also. Don't worry Abbott-san, I don't really care. It's all what's on the inside right? I won't tell anyone, if you're not comfortable with it. Just please do not tell anyone about me. It is very important if you do not."
"Important for him not to do what?"
Haruhi and I nearly jumped out of our seats in surprise causing a roar of laughter be erupted from the twins. Oh, my god. Did they hear? They probably did hear since they sit right next to Haruhi! But in case they didn't I better come up with something!
"Important for me not to," think of something Dane! ", walk around this school without a map!" Wow, that was really shitty of you Dane.
The twins both exchanged glances completely ignoring what I had said. It was as if they were sharing a twin telepathy thing at the moment.
Haruhi heaved a sigh, "Dane, there are the twins. Hikaru," she mentioned to the twin with his hair parted to my right (which is his left), and then to the twin with his hair parted to opposite side, "and Kaoru."
I decided I would try to be nice to them for my own sake, "It is very nice to meet you."
"It's very nice to meet you as well." Kaoru replied back giving a small wave.
"Yeah, you too." Hikaru replied almost cynically. I wondered what that was for.
We were then told to go back to our seats- well at least the twins were told to return back to their seats since Haruhi and I were still both sitting in ours-and were told to do notes from the fifteen page packet that was given us which was for an essay that was do by the end of next week. While I'm sitting, I tend to sit sort of to the side with my back against the steel bar that connected the chair to the desk and with my arm propped up on the corner of Haruhi desk which she didn't seem to mind. My back was shifted so that I could still write on my own without any confliction. It was comfortable for me, I guess.
While I was writing my notes I couldn't help to feel a pair of eyes stare into the back the back of my skull. As if they were trying to engrave something on to it but when I gave a quick glance to see who it was they must of went back to doing their work or something because when I did, everyone's eyes were on their papers and scribbling down notes another.
Alright then Dane, maybe you were imagining things. Yeah, that must have been it. I then inhaled, twisted myself around and continued doing my notes.
