Disclaimer: As all you fanfic reads probably know, I do NOT own Ouran High School Host Club in any way. Nor do I own "Fortunate Son" by Creedence Clearwater Revival (CCR)—that is property of CCR and their record company. The only thing that is mine is Ivy-Rose.

Redneck Girl Meets Ouran High School Host Club

Chapter 2: Life with the Hitachiin Twins

Ivy-Rose was in utter shock when she was being led to a black limousine. However, the shock died down when she saw a pair of redheaded twin boys emerge from the limousine. The only way she figured that they could be told apart was the fact that they had their hair parted on opposite sides.

Ivy-Rose figured it would be best if she greeted them in Japanese as one of the chauffeurs led her towards them.

"Konnichiwa. Watakushi wa Mukukorumikuku Ibi-Rose desu. Anata no onamae wa desuka?" (Good afternoon. I'm Ivy-Rose McCormick. What are your names?).

The twin with the part on her left answered her. "Watakushi wa Hitachiin Kaoru desu. Kono hito wa watakushi no ani Hikaru desu. Anata wa eigo ni hanashite imasu." (I am Kaoru Hitachiin. This is my older brother Hikaru. You may speak in English).

"Nice to meet y'all! So what's life at Ouran High School like?"

"You find out soon enough. Tomorrow you'll meet our friends in the Host Club."

"What exactly's a host club?"

Hikaru had a grin on his face and responded, "Like we said, you'll find out tomorrow." And with that they all loaded the limousine.

Ivy-Rose was seated between the two boys when she opened her backpack. It was then the twins noticed that the two chicks and her Creedence Clearwater Revival CDs were at the top. Next thing Ivy-Rose knew was that Hikaru grabbed the stuffed chicks out of her bag in one quick swoop.

"Hey! Give 'em back!" Hikaru ignored her and tossed the chicks to Kaoru. This went on until Ivy-Rose said "Give 'em back now or I'll give ya both the Katey Perkins remedy!"

The twins stopped tossing the chicks and looked at her in awe.

"The Katey Perkins remedy?" Both of them asked at the same time.

"Yep, the Katey Perkins remedy. Named after the snotty girl that's been givin' me and my friends trouble since we were young 'uns. Can't keep up with how many times we gave her a bloody nose or a black eye. Always went on 'bout how she was a black belt in karate. Don't know how she ever earned it though 'cause she'd always end up with her butt kicked!" It was during this that both twins noticed Ivy-Rose's strong Southern accent.

"Here you go" with that Kaoru gave her back her chicks.

"It's okay. I only gave you a warning this time. Next time I won't go so easy on y'all. I learned to defend myself at age 2 ½ when Katey Perkins and her type o'friends started to bite at me. But I'm willin' to forgive ya and make a fresh start on our first day. How 'bout it?"

Kaoru and Hikaru looked at each other for a moment and then said "All right".

The limo pulled up to the front of a mansion and before Ivy-Rose knew it, she and the boys were being led by 2 maids to the room Ivy-Rose would be staying in. Finally the group stopped and the maids opened a door to a spacious room with red walls and beige carpet. The room was furnished with a fancy back bedroom suite that included a king-sized bed covered with gold and beige bedding and pillows. Ivy-Rose was in utter awe.

"Gosh, your whole family knows how to treat their guest well. I reckon I should start planning where I should unpack and put my stuff."
"There's no need for that. Our maids will take care of that."

"No offense, but if your maids do the unpacking and puttin' away, how am I gonna know where what I'm lookin' for is?"

"We can have the maids show you where everything is when they're done. Now come on, our parents want to meet you." With that Hikaru took Ivy-Rose's backpack and handed it to the maid.

"If ya don't mind me askin', what do your parents do for a livin'?"

"Our mom is a fashion designer, and our father travels around the world."
"Wow! No offense, but judgin' by the luxurious lifestyle y'all live, I assume she's as popular as Tommy Hilfiger is in America."
"You could say that."

Ivy-Rose and the twins entered a spacious living room where they were greeted by a well-dressed, red-haired woman and a distinguished-looking businessman.

"Good evening Ms. McCormick. As you are probably already aware we are Kaoru and Hikaru's parents. It is a pleasure to finally meet you."

"A good evening to the both of you as well. If I knew this was going to be a more dressy occasion I would have dressed nicer."
"Don't worry about it dear. I'm sure you have had a long flight."

"Thank you Ms. Hitachiin."

After that Ivy-Rose was led back to her room by a maid, where she spent the rest of the night after her maid showed her where everything was. During that time she found the bathroom and small study area connected to her bedroom, checked her email on the laptop she won in a school fundraiser, and listened to her Creedence Clearwater Revival CDs while she rested.

Ivy-Rose was nearly asleep and listening to "Fortunate Son," which was one of her favorite songs. She always felt she could relate to the lyrics in the song, and increasingly the situation she was in now. Especially the following lines, which made her think of Katey Perkins and what she might face at Ouran High School:

Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand,

Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.

But when the taxman comes to the door,

Lord, the house look like a rummage sale, yes.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no.

Ivy-Rose definitely knew she was by no means a millionaire, but she was not a peasant either. She definitely knew that if anybody at Ouran called her anything along the lines of "trailer trash" they would definitely be on the receiving end of the Katey Perkins remedy. However, her train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a sharp pain she felt at her sides and had begun to laugh uncontrollably.

"STOP! Y'ALL STOP!!!" Ivy-Rose was turning on top of the bed and realized that the twins snuck into her room while she was deep in thought. It took a few seconds for her to get over the shock and to get her breath back.

"Y'all like to tease people don't ya?"

"Yep. We're known as the 'little devil type' in the Host Club" Hikaru replied.

"You mean there are types in this Host Club? How many are there?"

"Let's see, we've got a Prince Charming type, a loli-shota, a wild type, a cool type, a natural type, and us, the little devil type" Kaoru answered.

"What exactly's a loli-shota? And do you guys like to bug the other members of this Host Club?"

"Like we told you, you'll find out tomorrow."

Ivy-Rose knew she was going to have a hard time getting to sleep tonight. She wondered if the members of this "Host Club" would be anything like Katey Perkins. Would she end up having to give someone the Katey Perkins remedy? What other things did Kaoru and Hikaru have up their sleeves? Oh well, tomorrow's another day, Ivy-Rose thought, and drifted off to sleep.

Okay people, feel free to read and review. If you want an interesting author's note, I was actually listening to "Fortunate Son" while writing this chapter. Creedence Clearwater Revival is a really great band in my opinion, and I definitely encourage you readers to check out their music.