Z.R. Stein
The Ouran Plan – An Ouran High School Host Club/Sekirei crossover AU.
I do not own the characters to either series.
I just learned that I am the sole Ouran/Sekirei crossover on the entire website. I don't know if that's terrifying or surprising. Oh well…drop a review and tell me what you guys think, cuz I don't really know right now
"You two!"
Tamaki skidded to a halt as the twins started their attack. Arcs of purple and red electricity slammed into the ground near Tamaki, causing an explosion to go off. Haruhi cried out "Tamaki!".
As the smoke cleared, Haruhi could see that Tamaki had taken some damage; or rather, he had had most of his clothes burned off by the attack. The yukata was in shreds, just barely covering the boy's modesty as he struggled to stand up.
This guy must be allergic to clothes or something.
The twins approached, side by side, as people all around them dashed away, screaming.
They spoke in perfect unison, saying "We thought you'd already be emerged since you're with a man. Buuuut it seems you haven't."
Both ginger boys raised their hands as if to say 'whatever' before turned grinning faces back to Tamaki. He had somehow mustered the energy to stand up and was facing the pair, his tattered yukata hanging around him as he settled into a fighting stance. Haruhi had gradually edged herself away from the twins and behind the blonde teen, her eyes darting around, trying to assess the impossible situation.
He isn't looking very stable. We should run…
Suddenly, the twins charged, bolts of lightning trailing behind them. In unison, they launched their attack, a single, explosive bolt that shot towards Tamaki.
Reacting on instinct, Haruhi grabbed Tamaki's yukata and pulled as hard as she could. Both of them toppled to the ground as the lightning shot over their heads. Haruhi could feel every hair on her body stand up and crackle with energy.
The twins frowned and tipped their heads to the side as Haruhi and Tamaki struggled to stand.
"Why'd you save him? You're not his Ashikabi, and he's an idiot anyways. It'd be better to just let him fry."
The twin with the red bowtie stepped forwards, electricity sparking in his hand.
"If you're protecting him, that must mean you want to die too!"
No, I don't-!
Haruhi had only enough time for that thought, though, before she felt her body being picked up. As she was pressed into Tamaki's shoulder, she looked up at his face. He was smiling at her with that same infuriating smile, a light blush dusting his cheeks.
"No one is going to die today, especially not my Ashikabi. Don't worry Haruhi…I'll protect you."
In that moment, something changed. A skip of her heartbeat or something; she wasn't sure. But in that moment of time, that crystalline split-second, Haruhi felt the first stirrings of the bond between a Sekirei and an Ashikabi.
As Tamaki ran away for the second time in two days, dodging lightning bolts and screaming in a very undignified manner, Haruhi found that she really didn't care. She felt safe, pressed to the body of this strange boy. She found that she trusted him, despite having only met him yesterday.
What is this feeling?
Tamaki ran down an alleyway, turned left sharply, and hid behind a dumpster. He set her down and tried to catch his breath.
"Whew! Trying to fight right now is nonsense! I still haven't been winged, so I'm really no match for the two of them. If you hadn't pulled me down back there, I would have been fried. Thank you for that, Mister Fujioka."
As Tamaki gave her a little bow, Haruhi resisted the urge to begin laughing. Here she was, running for her life from a pair of S&M twins that shot lightning, and Tamaki was making light of it all.
This…idiot…why is he so…frustrating.
Haruhi felt fingers on her chin that brought her out of her thoughts. Her head was tilted upwards, and she found herself looking into Tamaki's naïve, beautiful eyes.
"Before, when you saved me…I felt something. Did…did you feel it too?"
Haruhi couldn't speak as Tamaki drew closer, those entrancing eyes captivating her. His fingers were hot on her skin, burning with…well, she didn't know. Tamaki had a light blush dusting his cheeks as he leaned in closer.
"Well, well, well, look at that Hikaru. They're getting handsy behind the dumpster."
Haruhi jerked away as she saw one of the bondage twins at the end of the alleyway.
"I never knew he was into this kind of stuff. You better watch out, kid, Number 88 is into some freaky things."
Without looking, Haruhi could tell that the other twin was behind her.
Shit…this doesn't look good. Tamaki and I need to…Tamaki?
Haruhi felt her face pushed back towards Tamaki's. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were unfocused.
"Shit! Hikaru!"
"Kaoru, stop them!"
A pair of lips suddenly pressed themselves to Haruhi's. They were soft yet slightly chapped, and warm, almost to the point of absurdity. It was her first kiss.
"Now they've done it!"
As Tamaki's lips left her own, Haruhi noticed two things. One, the twins were both charging forwards, lightning sparking from each hand. And two, Tamaki was glowing.
A pair of brilliant pure white wings materialized behind Tamaki, extending out until they touched the sides of the buildings. Tamaki was gasping, his eyes closed; over his shoulder, Haruhi could just barely see a very angry Kaoru skid to a halt.
"To think…he was winged in a back alleyway. Tch. Typical."
As the glow increased in intensity, Haruhi felt a hand wrench her up.
"We let our guard down…now that she's emerged, we can't do anything about it"
Haruhi found herself face to face with two livid green eyes. The air began to smell like ozone as lightning sparked in Hikaru's hand, inches from her face.
"Would you die so we can feel better about losing?"
Haruhi stared as the red lightning that spelled a quick and painful death.
"Let Haruhi go! Now!"
The lightning stopped, and Haruhi turned to see Tamaki on his feet. With his feet spread wide and his hands out, he looked like a man ready to fight. Hikaru just snorted and lit up another attack.
"What'll you do if I don't?"
Haruhi blinked, and Tamaki was gone. She felt herself be tossed to the side as Hikaru looked around wildly.
"Hikaru, above you!"
Hikaru looked up and gasped as he saw Tamaki shooting down towards him. Lightning sparked around him as Tamaki's foot connected with his hand, the blonde driving down with all his weight. Hikaru's eyes were wide, and he found himself being driven into the ground.
Haruhi looked on as the fight happened, barely believing her eyes.
Who knew Tamaki was this strong? And what was with that kiss earlier?
Hikaru broke off the attack and jumped back, annoyance and a little bit of what looked like fear in his eyes.
"Tch. We don't fight Sekirei who've already emerged on principle. Whatever. You want the guy, take him for your Ashikabi. We'll be seeing you around."
Both of the twins jumped away, kicking off between the buildings until they vanished from sight. Haruhi breathed a sigh of relief before thinking over their words.
I'm an Ashikabi now?
. . .
Hikaru and Kaoru landed in another alleyway a few blocks away, their feet alighting down on the concrete in unison.
Hikaru wasted no time in taking out his anger on a nearby trash can.
"This is so annoying! Now we have to find another Sekirei!"
Kaoru stood with his back against the wall, sighing.
"And we lost our jobs too, after that stunt we pulled."
Both of the twins groaned at the thought.
"Oho, look at these two, Beelzenef. Only fighting unwinged Sekirei?"
Both twins turned and felt an involuntary shiver run down their backs.
"Nekozawa!"
Before them was a figure in a dark cloak that completely covered every part of his body. A few strands of silver hair peeked out from under the edge of the hood, and his mouth and nose were covered by a piece of cloth as well. A strange cat puppet was on his right hand. While the cloak hid most distinguishing features, the voice was undeniably male, though it was somewhat feminine.
Hikaru clenched his fist and shouted at the newcomer "Shut up! Obnoxious guy, were you watching us!?"
Nekozawa giggled slightly, turning his face towards them.
"Do you really think you can win this game by going after those who haven't emerged yet?"
Hikaru pointed at Nekozawa accusingly.
"I told you to shut up! You're just acting as a guardian!"
Nekozawa pushed up from the wall and walked a little bit closer. Both Hikaru and Kaoru backed up a step. Kaoru spoke up first "D-do you want to fight, then?"
The shadows in the alleyway seemed to get darker. They lengthened ominously, reaching towards the twins as Nekozawa stood there. Kaoru grabbed onto Hikaru's arm.
"M-maybe it's best to leave. Remember what happened last time?"
Nekozawa looked at the two of them trembling before waving his hand in a short, chopping gesture. The shadows receded.
"A fight between emerged Sekirei is none of my business. But make sure you don't go after any more."
Nekozawa turned to walk away, his dark cloak whishing around him. Both Hikaru and Kaoru heaved a heavy sigh.
"That guy is seriously creepy."
"Yeah, no kidding. He must have been watching us the whole time. I'll bet that others were as well. It's a battle royale, after all. Everyone is out to get everyone else."
Kaoru nodded.
"And that's why we were going after the Sekirei who haven't emerged. Easy prey."
Hikaru snorted as he thought back to their encounter with Tamaki.
"Right. Easy prey."
. . .
Back in the alleyway where Tamaki and Haruhi were, Haruhi had overcome her shock and was currently lecturing Tamaki.
"Honestly, senpai, how you manage to get your clothes blown off like that is beyond me! Try to have some modesty, idiot!"
Tamaki was sniffling slightly as Haruhi continued shouting at him. He was sitting down, and had his arms wrapped around his knees.
"I-I-I'm s-sorry Haruhi! Please don't be m-mad."
Haruhi stopped her tirade as she noticed Tamaki's mood and crossed her arms.
"Just…try to be more careful next time, ok? I don't want to see you get hurt."
Tamaki's eyes began to water even more upon hearing that.
"I-I'm so glad Haruhi! So glad to have you as my Ashikabi!"
Haruhi rubbed her eyes as she thought about that.
I still have no idea what that word even really means.
She shook her head and sighed, then motioned at Tamaki.
"Come on, Tamaki-senpai. Let's go home. We can pick up some money and food on the way."
Tamaki wiped his eyes and smiled at her before taking her hand and standing up. The few scraps of his yukata that were left barely covered his bits and pieces.
Honestly…I'll need to get him some clothes. I don't have anything large enough to fit him. Maybe I can call Aria up.
The two of them walked out of the alleyway before Haruhi realized that Tamaki was still holding her hand. She blushed, but did not take her hand away.
. . .
"Thanks Aria. This will be a real help."
Haruhi heard her middle school friend laugh over the phone.
"No problem Haruhi. Though I don't know what you want with a bag full of my old clothes. It's not like they'd fit you anyways. Unless you've had a growth spurt, shorty?"
Haruhi rolled her eyes and responded "No, I need them for a friend."
"Alright, clothes it is. I'll be by tomorrow, it's not too far out of my way. By any chance is this friend a boy…friend?"
"Goodbye Aria."
Haruhi ended the call and put her phone on the table in front of her. She could hear the sound of Tamaki happily humming to himself as he cooked dinner with the ingredients they had picked up on the way back to her flat.
I hope he doesn't set it on fire again. I swear I'll kill him if he does.
Haruhi found her thoughts drifting as she listened to Tamaki's pleasant humming.
Sekirei, Ashikabi, emerging…what does it all mean? Are they some kind of weird aliens of something? He looks human, at least. I just don't know. Have you ever heard of a Sekirei, mom?
"Hello there."
Haruhi started as she heard a voice speaking to her. A glow from her adjoining bedroom told her that the voice was, in fact, coming from the television.
I don't remember turning that on?
Haruhi shuffled into her bedroom. On the TV was a middle aged man with straight black hair, glasses, and a severe frown.
Is that…Yoshio Ootori?
"Professor!"
Tamaki appeared besides Haruhi, smiling.
"It's so good to see you professor!"
Haruhi raised an eyebrow at Tamaki.
"You know the president of OBI?"
The man on the screen cleared his throat, drawing Haruhi's attention back to him.
"Indeed he does. It is good that you know my name, Haruhi Fujioka."
Haruhi opened her mouth, shocked.
"How do you know my name?"
Yoshio's mouth twitched into something that resembled a grimace more than a smile.
"I know many things, Miss Fujioka. Like how you failed the entrance exam for the second time not two days ago."
Tamaki blinked a couple times.
"Miss Fujioka?"
Yoshio continued on, ignoring Tamaki.
"I'm sure you're already aware of it, but you have been caught up in something, Miss Fujioka. It is called the Sekirei Plan, or alternatively, the Ouran Plan. That's the name of the game that you two find yourselves in."
The Ouran Plan?
"Do you understand what this game entails, Miss Fujioka?"
Haruhi swallowed and collected her thoughts.
"Tamaki is…what you would call a Sekirei. An Ashikabi is…a special person that the Sekirei has to find. Sekirei fight each other in this city and…well, I don't know much more than that."
Yoshio dipped his head, light flashing off of his glasses.
"Very astute. It is good that you are a quick learner. You'll need it for what's ahead."
I have a bad feeling about this.
Yoshio leaned forwards in his chair, his facing growing in size on the screen.
"I'm sure it doesn't need to be said, but this is a top secret project, after all. Now that you know of it, you have an obligation to maintain confidentiality at all times. Whether you like it or not."
Haruhi swallowed nervously.
"OBI employs a military force of over a thousand soldiers. If you break the agreement, we will be forced to enact…proprietary measures, Miss Fujioka."
Yeah. I've got myself into a bad spot for sure.
"Now, I'm a busy man. I must be going. Good luck, Number 88, and Miss Fujioka. I hope you have an enjoyable time."
The TV abruptly shut off, and Haruhi was left watching it numbly.
"So…you're a girl, Haruhi?"
Haruhi looked back at Tamaki, who was staring at her with wide eyes.
Idiot. He slept beside me and picked me up twice, how did he not realize?
Haruhi sighed, pushing Ootori's words to the back of her mind.
"Yeah. I got gum stuck in my hair a few weeks ago, so I cut it all off. That, and I haven't had the chance to do my laundry yet, so I've been dressing like this. Not that I really care what gender you see me as, senpai. If you want to see me as a boy, you can."
Tamaki mulled this over for a few seconds before shrugging.
"As long as Haruhi is Haruhi, it doesn't matter to me."
Tamaki graced her with another one of those infuriatingly sweet smiles before he went back to cooking. Haruhi watched him go.
What is Tamaki to me? I mean, we've only known each other for two days, but still. He makes me feel…different. Is this what being an Ashikabi is about?
Haruhi heard a knock at the door. Sighing, she stood up and walked to the door, stretching her legs along the way. Opening the door, she saw a man in a black suit and sunglasses carrying a box. A pin on his lapel read 'OBI'.
The man thrust the box into Haruhi's hands and walked back down the stairs away from her apartment.
What the hell was that?
Shaking the surprise off, Haruhi walked back inside without closing the door and set the box down. Opening it, she saw a pure white yukata that looked just like the one that Tamaki had been wearing, aside from its colour.
"Oh, Tamaki. Here's some clothes for you. OBI sent you a new yukata, it seems."
Tamaki turned around, clearly delighted.
"Ah, wonderful. How cruel it would be to have to wear these scraps for any longer. It is the duty of a beautiful Sekirei such as myself to dress appropriately at all times."
Haruhi rolled her eyes and grabbed the yukata, dragging it out of the box.
"Ah ha! I see how it is now, young lady!"
Startled, Haruhi dropped the yukata with a squeak. Turning, she saw her landlady framed in the doorway.
"No, it's not…this isn't!"
The landlady cut her off, her eye twitching.
"This is a singles only tenement! You've broken your contract! I want you out of here by tomorrow!"
She slammed the door, leaving Haruhi and Tamaki alone.
Great…just great. This keeps getting better and better.
. . .
Haruhi didn't know whether to cry or scream. Fifteen visits to apartment complexes around the city had turned up fifteen rejections. Her lack of current funds combined with her less than stellar performance on the entrance exams had rendered her untouchable by the landlords and ladies, it seemed. It didn't help that Tamaki managed to make a bumbling idiot of himself wherever they went.
I could ask my father to be my guarantor…he'd love that. But I've lived on my own for this long, and I don't need his help anyways. Besides, he'd probably try to dress me up in cute frilly stuff again.
"Haruhi?"
Haruhi turned to Tamaki. Dressed in his brand new yukata, he seemed unperturbed by all of the rejections.
"Don't worry, we'll find one. On to the next challenge, right?"
Haruhi felt a small smile grow on her face in light of Tamaki's optimism.
"Yeah, ok!"
. . .
The sun was setting over Shintou Teito. Haruhi and Tamaki sat on a bench in the park, both of them exuding gloom.
"We tried more than thirty different complexes. Why wouldn't they just give a room to someone with my looks?"
Reality is harsh, senpai.
Haruhi groaned as she pondered the situation. A drop of moisture on her head caused her to look up. It was beginning to rain.
Great. Just great. Fantastic. It'll probably begin…thundering.
Haruhi shivered at the thought of a thunderstorm. The rain increased in intensity until it was pouring down, thoroughly saturating both Haruhi and Tamaki.
"Hey, Haruhi?"
Haruhi turned her despondent eyes to her Sekirei.
"What?"
Tamaki held out his hand to her.
"It'll all turn out ok. You're my Ashikabi after all. You'll see."
Haruhi frowned, her wet hair sticking to her head as water ran down her face.
"Why me? Why am I your Ashikabi? I'm not…I can't do anything special. I failed the Teito entrance exam, twice!"
Tamaki rested his head against his hand as he pondered that before looking skywards.
"It's because I like you, Haruhi Fujioka. You're special because of who you are. It doesn't matter that you failed the exam or what gender you are. You're…my special person. My Ashikabi."
Haruhi found herself captivated by Tamaki's simple but honest words. As he stood up and hugged her, she found her arms circling around him. When he tilted her chin up, and she found herself looking into those wide, innocent blue eyes, she thought to herself that he was the most beautiful thing in the whole world.
Not that I would ever tell him that, his ego is big enough as it is.
She leaned into his kiss, inexperienced, yet excited. The soft feeling of his lips was as she remembered it, though this time, they were cold and wet from the rain. He tasted like water and light and air, like cherries and rose petals and everything wonderful. Or maybe that was just her overactive imagination.
A pair of snow-white wings shot out from his back, glowing brightly. Tamaki broke away from her, smiling.
"You're my Ashikabi. I'll do anything for you. If you want me to break through those clouds and fly to the moon, I'd do it. And someday, the two of us would reach the higher sky. You're my princess, my one and only."
He's really laying on the romance thick, isn't he?
Haruhi blushed, despite herself. Boys had tempted her with honeyed words before, trying to seduce her. She had always ignored them, preferring instead to work on whatever she needed to do rather than pursuing a relationship. She had always thought that such things were unimportant at her age. Yet now, in the face of Tamaki's earnest admissions, she couldn't help but be moved. He really cared about her, at a depth she couldn't yet comprehend.
Sekirei are amazing creatures, Mom.
Tamaki grabbed her hands.
"By the light of my heart, I will protect my Ashikabi. Now, let's go!"
Huh?
Haruhi suddenly felt herself pressed to Tamaki's shoulder as he held on and jumped. He sailed up into the sky, his feet propelling him an impossible distance while Haruhi squeezed her eyes tightly shut and held on to Tamaki as tight as she could. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw a magnificent cloudscape arrayed below her, lit up by the light of the full moon. She and Tamaki were soaring through the air, the lights of Shintou Teito barely visible.
Tamaki smiled down at her, his face lit up with happiness.
"The moon really is beautiful tonight, isn't it?"
Haruhi looked up at him and smiled back.
"It is."
Haruhi enjoyed the moment, gazing out over the clouds. However, a troubling thought occurred to her.
"Tamaki…how are we going to land?"
Tamaki looked down at her, blinking in surprise.
"Land?"
Oh….shit.
Whew. Second Chapter is a go. Toot toot! I haven't had any reviews yet, but I would really appreciate one, if you dudes don't mind. Pretty please? I want to know what you guys think.
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