Ok. So most of the things I've changed are consistency issues, grammar, and general demeanor and type regarding some of the characters. Nothing really major, just stuff that bothered me when I read back through it. Thanks in advance for reading!
Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with Ouran High School Host Club, including its characters, or anything to do with its publishers. I do own Kori, Valentine, and any other characters that may arise and be of my design.
Chapter Three: Maniacal Mondays
~~MONDAY~~
Valentine pushed the door to the Third Music Room open with his muzzle, announcing the arrival of Kori. Haruhi braced herself for the impending doom.
Wait for it…Waaaaaait for it…..Waaaait fo-
"HARUUUUUUUHIIIIIII!" Kori howled as she dashed in and slammed into Haruhi, causing her to nearly fall and knock over a tea set that was sitting at her elbow and managing to startle most of the Host Club members.
"OOF! ...Aren't you a little old for that Kori?"
"Nope. You're never too old to pounce a friend. Silly Haru!" Kori replies simply, patting Haruhi on the head and taking a banana out of that bag of hers. She breaks it in half and feeds half of it to Valentine and begins to nibble on the other half.
"Kori!"
"PRINCESS KORI!" It's now Kori's turn to get tackled by not just Hunny, but Tamaki as-well. She tosses her peel, letting it fly and smack Tamaki before he gets close enough to do any damage and allows Hunny to attach himself to the arm not being used to eat the banana. Hunny then proceeds to give her his full-on cutest look possible. Kori gives Tamaki, who is now sulking and cultivating mushrooms in his corner of depression, a weird and slightly terrified look before glancing down at Hunny and grinning when she realizes what he wants.
"Yes Hunny-sempai? Would you like something?"
"Do you have anymore of those cookies like last time?" He stares up at her with his big chocolate eyes with Usa-chan tucked in his elbow. He is the picture of cute. And she can't help herself.
She snatches him into a big hug and squeals with delight. After she sets him down, she spends a moment rummaging through her bag before producing an even bigger Tupperware container with cookies inside.
"Now Hunny. Do not eat these all at once. If you can make these last for a few days, then you'll have more and maybe even a cake." She winks at him, handing him the container. She laughs as stars appear in his eyes and he rushes over to Mori, showing off his prize.
"So what classes did you get?" Inquire the twins, draping their arms over her shoulders. Hikaru pokes her pocket and swipes her schedule when she doesn't move fast enough.
"Hey!" Her yelp of alarm goes unacknowledged as he tosses the smashed and crumpled piece of paper to Kaoru, who hurriedly flattens it out on the table before Kori snatches it back and thumps them both on the head.
"What was that for?!"
"Don't take things from people's pockets. It's rude and counts as sexual harassment." She snickers as they rub their heads. "Now then, I have Algebra, Personal Finance, Government, Latin, Japanese Lit. Honors, a free block, and Advanced Art and Theory. There! Happy?! Rude little rapscallions."
"We'd be happier…"
"…if you didn't look like a Hobo."
Her jaw drops and she looks down at herself. They just grin at her expression.
"I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A HOBO! These happen to be my favorite, and luckiest, jeans! And this is one of my favorite sweatshirts!" That's right ladies and gents. She refused, vehemently I might add, to wear the uniform and opted for casual wear. Her excuse: it was yellow…and yellow looks like puke.
Instead of the yellow dress she chose to wear a pair of bleached jeans with small holes forming in the knees and covered in so many colors of paint that there is almost not space left on the front parts of the legs. Her choice of top is ratty looking black jacket, pulled over a navy-blue and black striped shirt. A pair of black sneakers on her feet and her hair is down, wild and slightly messy, two thick blue and green, respectively, waves marking where her braids were.
"You do look like a hobo," They respond flatly. They then turn tail and head for one of the back changing rooms.
She 'hmphs' and flops down in a chair, glaring menacingly in their general direction, when Kyoya decides to interrupt her.
"I wonder. What will you do with Valentine? I'm sure you don't intend to bring him to your classes."
"Actually, I do," She smiles up at him while his eyebrows dance with his hairline. She simply reaches down and pulls out a folded piece of paper. "This little piece of tree says he can follow me almost everywhere." She chuckles as he hands the paper back to her and jots something down in his notebook.
"Quite." He pushes his glasses up his nose and snaps his notebook shut. "It's almost time for class. Might I ask what class you have first?"
"Um. Head master said I have class with you and Tamaki."
"You're a second year? How'd you pull that off?" Haruhi looked up from her text-book, a very confused and skeptical expression marring her features.
"Well… I skipped a grade in middle school back in New York. They saw that I was from Japan and asked if I wanted to attempt to test out and skip a grade. So I ended up back where I was really meant to be in the first place. Ridiculous, right?" She lets loose a short, boisterous laugh before shouldering her bag and standing.
By now, Tamaki has just realized that he has class with Kori. He leaps up and links arms with her excitedly.
"Well, Princess. We don't want to be late for your first day!" And with that he dashes off, a rag doll Kori in tow. Valentine scrambles after them in a vain effort to keep his mistress out of harm. Haruhi stands up and looks to the door where Tamaki has run, her poor friend in tow.
She looks to Kyoya as she grabs her things and heads out the door, "Please make sure that Tamaki doesn't completely wreck my friend. I would hate for her to go completely insane before she turns 20." Kyoya just nods and smiles at Haruhi.
"I'll do my best, but you know Tamaki." He smiles and leaves through the same door the others had.
"Well that's not very comforting…" Haruhi mumbles before being ambushed by the twins and herded to her own class.
~~In Class~~
She was late.
Kyoya pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration and vexation. Somehow, exactly how had yet to be discovered, she had slipped Tamaki's grasped and escaped. Tamaki, as he always does, panicked and spent what little time he had looking for her. Even now he was still fidgeting, looking around the room and at each entrance in an effort to catch a glimpse if she attempted to sneak in. It was starting to get annoying.
About two minutes into class, Korisca comes strolling in, like it's just perfectly normal to show up late, Valentine walking at her heels. Kyoya looks around the room to gauge everyone's reactions. Most have the expressions of surprise, horror, or a mixture of both, including the teacher. All except for Tamaki, whose face brightens up upon seeing her.
The teacher shoots out of his chair and screams, "What the hell is that?"
Kori stops in her tracks, stunned at the outburst, and appears to be thoroughly perplexed. "What is what?"
"I'm sorry, Miss, but you are not allowed to have pets of any sort in the classroom. That thing shouldn't even be on the premises. You're lucky you were able to sneak it on, but if you think that you're going to get away with it so blatantly, you are wrong. Now then, it needs to leave, or you will be suspended."
She could handle the not being allowed part. She could even deal with the being yelled at by a complete stranger. What she couldn't allow and simply ignore was the blatant disrespect. That just pissed her off.
Her expression changes very suddenly with the man's words. Her face goes flat and stays that way for a moment, before she furrows her brows angrily, her eyes turning to steel at she glares at the man as if he is the most disgusting thing she has ever had the displeasure to look at. This causes him to take a few more steps back, "First of all, he is not an 'it' or a 'thing'. He happens to be male. His name is Valentine. He is a German Shepard, well know for their skills in protection and their use by the police as detection and attack dogs," Valentine interjects with a low growl and Kori uses her other hand to hold his head against her thigh. "Second, here." She calmly, calm to the point of scary, hands him her crumpled and ripped schedule and the neatly and crisply folded letter of allowance from the Headmaster.
The teacher's eyes widen as he reads the letter and he quickly scribbles his signature on the schedule, mumbling incoherent things as red creeps up his neck and into his face. As he hands it back, she grips it and makes eye contact. Her eyes hard and his strongly resembling the eyes of a frightened rabbit. She holds his gaze a moment longer before tugging the papers out of his hand and waiting patiently for her seating arrangement.
"Thank you very much, Sensei." Her voice is sarcastic and harsh, dripping with contempt.
Kori makes a face at Valentine and nudges his head with her hip. He looks up at her and cocks his head sideways before grudgingly moving out the door and taking a spot in the hallway to wait patiently.
The whole time the loudest thing in the room, besides the nice little conversation between Kori and the teacher, are the whispers commenting on her, ranging from the dog to her clothing.
Kori looks to the teacher, eyes wide, trying to figure out what to do next. He looks up at her and rubs his temples, trying to fight off the oncoming headache.
He mumbles loud enough for her to hear, "Well…. Introduce yourself if you like. Afterwards, take the seat next to Mr. Ootori."
Kori grins like a Cheshire cat and turns on her heel to address the slightly stunned classroom. She just smiles at them, like she didn't just have a very uncomfortable conversation with a teacher.
"Hello. My name's Korisca Yabunhane. I am 17 years old and my birthday is on the Winter Solstice, December 21st. I'm originally from Italy, but moved to Japan when I was small, so I speak both languages pretty well. And I've recently come back from a stint in America." She laughs nervously and runs a hair through her already messy hair, "Um…What else…Oh yeah! That was Valentine. I've raised him since I found him as a pup. He doesn't really like strange people, so please don't try to pet him without me around. Otherwise he'll rip your ribs right out of your chest and I won't feel a bit bad about it." She smiles real big then goes and plops down at the desk next to Kyoya.
This puts her right between him and Tamaki.
"You don't think that was a bit much?" Kyoya mentions, giving her a side long glance while taking notes as the teacher writes them on the board.
Kori glances back and winks at him, causing Kyoya to flush for reasons unknown to even him. "Naw. It was perfect, O' Prince of Darkness. I mean, I've given them fair warning. If any of them are stupid enough not to heed it, then they are total idiots. Otherwise, they'll be fine….Big babies." She snickers into her hand, disguising it as a cough.
"Well I think it's just wonderful that we've added such an interesting person to our family!" Kori raises an eyebrow as Tamaki goes all starry-eyed at the prospect of having a new 'daughter.'
Kori gives him that 'you are so odd' look and pulls out a book, hiding it in her desk, "Um…No. You are not part of my family." She grins at the look of terrified shock on his face and continues, "Which means, I don't really care if Val bites your face off."
The grin widens into a full smile at the prospect of being able to terrorize poor Tama. The smile causes her silvery eyes to twinkle, like they've been finely polished. This doesn't escape the eye of Kyoya, though he attempts to ignore it and continues to try to listen to the math lecture, furiously continuing to take notes.
After quietly chatting a bit more with Tamaki, they are fiercely quieted by the instructor. Tamaki returns to taking the notes on the board. Kori, on the other hand is thoroughly uninterested in the topic at hand, so she discreetly pops an ear bud in and continues reading her book, looking up to the board every once in a while to scan it over before returning to the text filled pages.
Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a very creased, very old paperback copy of Wuthering Heights.
Kyoya absentmindedly jots this down, She must be one of those romantic flighty types. Joy…
As soon as the bell rang signaling that first period is over, Kori gives Kyoya and Tamaki short hugs, much to the shock of Kyoya and the rage of the fan girls, and dashes out of the room, pausing only to scratch Valentine behind the ears before continuing her scurry down the hallway, laughing at nothing in particular.
"Well, if anything, she should serve to make things a bit more interesting. What do you say Tamaki?"
Tamaki, strangely enough, was having one of his lucid and mature moments, "She's unique. She will most likely serve everyone who is around her some well-needed adjustments." He then looks over to a semi-shocked Kyoya, who has only seen his friend like this a handful of times.
And then he ruins it.
"I'm so happy we have another daughter in our family." Tamaki then has a starry-eyed, day dreamy moment of Haruhi and Kori in blue and yellow frilly sundresses sitting on a picnic blanket. "Do you think she actually would, Mother?"
Kyoya pushes his glasses up in frustration and begins walking away, leaving poor Tamaki to his silly and hopeless daydream.
~~End of the Day~~
Well…it could've been worse. Haruhi mused absent-mindedly while entertaining a client.
From what she could gather from Kori's quick ramblings, before she ran off saying something about have to get her brother and run errands, almost all of her teachers had reacted quite violently to Valentine's presence. Except for the Art teacher who just grinned at the animal and signed the papers, even allowing Valentine to go lay in the corner next to Kori's easel and sleep in the classroom.
Tamaki and Hunny had immediately gone on an upset rampage when Kori had not shown up for Host Club. That is, until Haruhi had explained to them what was going on and that she would return tomorrow. They had calmed down, Hunny going off to eat cake and sweets with Mori and Usa-chan and Tamaki…Well… Tamaki had retreated to his 'corner o' depression' at Korisca's 'daughterly rejection' as he called it.
Things are still OK…so far…but then why do I have this ever-present bad feeling…must be nerves. Haruhi just shrugged it off and worked on getting through the rest of Host Club in one piece.
