How I Missed a Very Important Date
So. This all happened in my last year in high school. My third year. I-
Yes, Frankie. I said third.
What? No. I did not skip a grade. There are only three years of high school in Japan.
Yes, really.
Ahem. Anyway, as I said it was my last year of Ouran. Ouran High School was the most prestigious high school in the country. I'm not kidding. They only accept kids from the most influential families. Its students are among the wealthiest, brightest, and –for the most part- the most spoiled kids in Japan.
My parents are pretty well off. We come from old money but my father put up his own business as well.
What does it look like? …Huge. It really is. I would have gotten lost everyday if I didn't study there for my entire life. It has beautiful grounds. Oh…and the buildings are…this will sound ridicules…they're pink.
Pink.
As in white and red mixed together, yeah.
Lorah, what's with the shrieking? Oh, you saw our uniforms on Google. Tragic, huh?
Yes, it's a mix of boys and girls. The boy's uniforms are actually decent looking, not at all like the giant yellow cupcakes we look like.
Did I have a boyfriend?
…
Hey, I'm telling this story right. So…no spoilers.
Well I would 'get on with it', you stop interrupting me with all your side questions, Frankie.
Thank you, Jill. Yes, I shall continue.
It was a few days after the beginning of the new school year. The students of Ouran High School were just getting into the habit of actually doing something other than spending ridiculous amounts of their money. With getting use to the workload, students were returning to their old clubs. Most of them actually had their first meetings of the year on that very day.
And what better place to have a first club meeting, then in the center of a hedge maze?
I remember thinking to myself how Toshiro was going to kill me for being late for the first Photography Club meeting of the year. I ran around the maze wondering why it was even here in the first place. Seirously? A maze. The school itself was enough of a maze already.
My camera banged on my hips as I ran. My hair that was in a neat bun was shrinking and strands of my hair whipped my face.
I was officially forty-two…oh wait make that forty-three, minutes late.
And I was about to be even later…because of a series of unfortunate events; I never even made it to the meeting.
The first of these events was that I chose to go right instead of left when I was stuck a fork in the road.
The second would be running through that wrong path and then taking a minute to pause and catch my breath.
The third was my lack of attention to my surroundings.
This lead to the fourth most crucial event, me getting hit on the head with a surprisingly heavy black hard cover notebook…that knocked me out.
The next thing I knew, I was waking up to the sometimes pleasant looking blue-green curtails which, I'm happy to say, I didn't see often. I remember seeing a square bandage on my forehead. What I didn't remember was how I ended up in the clinic.
I tried mentally retracing my steps. Believe me, it's hard to retrace your steps when you ran through a hedge maze taller than you. But I eventually remembered and when you have some epiphany, you proclaim it, right? So that's what I did. I randomly exclaimed 'The notebook!'
To my mortification, I wasn't alone in the clinic.
The curtain was swiftly pulled back to reveal a flustered nurse and a group of very mismatched but good-looking boys.
For a moment we simply stared at one another. For a moment there was complete peace. Until it passed and all hell broke lose.
"PRINCESS! YOU'RE AWAKE! ARE YOU OKAY? WE ARE SO SORRY FOR YOUR CURRENT PREDICAMENT! IT'S ALL THOSE EVIL TWINS FAULT! NOW YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE IS MARRED BY THE STUPIDITY OF THE TWINS ACTIONS!"
"You can pin that all on us, dono. We weren't the ones who wanted to be spontaneous and hold our meeting in the maze."
"If someone should be blamed, it's you dono."
"NOOOOOO! It's true! Had I just held the meeting in the music room, our dear princess wouldn't be here! Gomene! GOMENE!"
"She wouldn't have been hit on the head by a notebook-"
"- and her face would be completely unharmed."
All these voices hurt my ears and made my head throb even more than it already was. I shut my eyes, trying to lessen the pain, but thinking back, how exactly was closing my eyes going to help me drown out the noise?
"Kooo-chaaaan~! Dai jou bu? Are you feeling better? "
My eyes slowly opened when I heard the familiar voice of Mitsukuni Haninozuka. Mitsukuni or Honey was in the same year as me. He had light brown hair, borderline blonde. He is the tiniest boy in high school at the time. Seriously. He was probably 5 feet flat, if he even reached 5 feet. He was kneeling on the bed, near my feet waiting for an answer with his big brown eyes.
"Errr, slightly in pain Honey-kun. How did I get here exactly?" I said. I sat up and instantly regretted it. The pounding in my head continued, as well as my confusion. I mean, how would you feel if this happened?
"We were conducting a meeting for our Host Club in the gazebo in the center of the maze, Hokama-senpai," said a cool voice. I turned to see a bespectacled boy with the very notebook that caused this whole mess. I recognized him as Kyouya Ootori. He was pale and though he was smiling, there was something about him that intimidated me a little, even if he was a year younger than me.
"I was about the inform the other hosts about our budget plan when a centipede landed on the cover of my notebook. The three idiots before you panicked and Hikaru threw it over the hedge and away from us."
The three idiots he was referring to were a set of first year twins; Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. They looked exactly the same save for the way their red hair was parted. They seemed rather unbothered by the fact that it was kind of their fault that I had a headache the size of Mt. Fuji.
Next to them was Tamaki Suho. He had shocking violet-blue eyes that were tearing up with guilt. Well, at least someone cares.
"It flew up really hiiiigh, Ko-chan~ I don't know where the centipede went, but Takashi found the notebook next to you. You were unconscious so Takashi brought you to the clinic, where we are now!" Honey continued.
My eyes widened and I looked to my left to see a muscular chest. My eyes continued to travel up and stopped to meet the eyes of the tall, stoic, and extremely handsome Takashi Morinozuka. Commonly called Mori, he was extremely quiet and we had never had a real conversation before. Ever.
My eyes cut the brief contact they had with Takashi's. My face heated at the thought of being carried by the strong Takashi, of course it's very well known that he's a traditional guy, so I knew he was a complete gentleman during the situation. But still, the thought of being carried by the absolutely delicious Takashi Morinozuka, would be enough to make any girl look like a blushing tomato.
Yes, I was that red.
Shut up, you would be the same if Hugh Jackman were next to you.
Yes, okay so Tamaki said, "Oh please forgive me senpaaaai! It was my fault for holding the meeting there in the first place!"
He tried to express his guilty by shaking so much that I my brain was bouncing all over the place inside my head. Could you blame me for not feeling the love?
Before I could warn him from giving me permanent brain damage, the nurse finally decided to step in.
"E-e-e-excuse m-m-m-e. You sh-shouldn't shake the- patient. It w-w-will o-o-nly make her co-ondition w-w-ores. " The nurse stuttered out. Tamaki looked at the nurse then at me and back again.
"Gommeeeeenasaaaai! I can't believe I hurt you even more! I must be sent to the pits of hell for causing you more discomfort!" wailed Tamaki. I was weirded out but when I looked around the room, the others seemed perfectly at ease with his dramatics.
"Oh princess, can you ever forgive me for all the wrong doings that I have inflicted on you?" Tamaki obviously didn't notice my discomfort because he said all this mere inches from my face, holding my hand like it was a life preserver and he was just on the Titanic.
I opened my mouth to forgive him so that he would let go of my numbing hand, but I was cut off by one of the twins. "I bet you don't even know her full name, senpai." He said while his clone grinned next to him.
"Yes, I do." Tamaki said as he smiled at me. "She is Hokomo Norika !" he continued proudly.
I shouldn't have burst the poor guy's bubble, but it is my name. "Actually, it's Hokama Noriko," I corrected.
Before me, Tamaki paled. Then he retreated to a dark corner and started cultivating something that looks suspiciously like mushrooms.
I was amazingly confused at this point.
I then heard the sound of curtains being pulled back and saw the nurse trying to escape. Me and five -Tamaki was still facing the wall-other pairs of eyes stared at her. "Uh, ummm, I have some-some p-p-paperwork I have to finish, so," she said as she fidgeted. I prayed her next words wouldn't be-
"So I'll just leave the patient in your care. Bye."
And she left.
Yes, just like that.
I didn't mind being stuck with these guys really. It's just I'm really…awkward with boys. I know I should be use to them by now, I mean I do go to a co-ed school. But they were total strangers; Honey and Mori were probably acquaintances...at best. So there was an awkward silence.
Was it bad to wish that I were still unconscious?
That was a rhetorical question, Lorah.
Anyway, as I stared at the closed curtain I realized something.
"Where's my camera?" I asked.
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