Hello one, hello all! Summer is drifting to a close… and it has already closed for some of us. I just hope that all of you are looking forward to school, because I certainly am not. But I need to go to school; I tend to get a lot of inspiration for my next story while I am sitting all alone, bored out of my mind in a corner. XD
So, Kichi has warmed up to most of the hosts! Yay! I thought that Kichi warming up to everyone would take a longer to write, but alas, I am wrong.
So, I think starting this Chapter, I will be pushing updates back every other day, to every two days. I'm very sorry to those who liked these daily updates, I liked writing them myself, but I can't write a chapter every day in the school year.
Also, thank you to my anonymous reviewer, I would send you a message to thank you, but I can't. ^^'
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High school host club, only my characters and plot. The rest belong to Hatori Bisco-sama!
Kichi woke up an hour earlier than usual. She lay in bed for a while, trying her best to get back to sleep, but after a while of fighting, she gave up and sat up. Rubbing her eyes to get rid of the bleariness that had settled on her eyelids, she looked around the room before pushing herself out of bed.
Kichi walked over to her desk and picked up her iPod, listening to music while starting up her dad's laptop. She checked her email. There were no new messages. She looked at her last three emails that she had sent to her parents and frowned. She typed out another quick greeting with a request for a responce, before shutting the laptop and lying down on her bed, humming along to the song now playing.
'Well, what to do with this extra time I have?' Kichi wondered, looking around the room, thinking as hard as someone possibly can in the mornings. 'I got nothing.' She finalized, before sitting up and getting dressed. After she was dressed, she milled around her room a little more, putting her clothes in the hamper and taping the schedule for Karate to her wall.
Kichi finally sat down with a book, and remembered the librarian with a slight pain. Despite all of the excitement of living in Japan, she was starting to miss home. She missed laughing at her mom in the mornings because she got up before her, and she missed going to baseball games with her father, she even missed the Sunday grocery shopping trips. Kichi set her book down and sighed.
'Wait, no. I am not going to get depressed right now. I have school later, and I'm only two years. I will be back before I know it.' Kichi lectured herself, before putting her book down and deciding to go eat breakfast. Kichi walked through the door to come face to face with Kotone.
"Oh, Kichi-chan, I was just coming to wake you up!" Kotone said cheerfully before freezing. "Kichi-chan, are you ok, because your eyes look a little glossy?" Kichi looked disconcerted for a minute, before smiling.
"Of course I am, silly. Do you think you could help me find the kitchen?" Kichi said quickly, changing the subject. It wasn't that she didn't like Kotone; she just didn't feel like explaining her homesickness to her.
'What! No, i'm not homesick!' Kichi snarled at herself mentally. 'I just didn't get enough sleep last night or something.' Kichi thought, trying her best to ignore the stinging feeling in her eyes.
"Here is the kitchen," Kotone said quietly. It took Kichi a moment to realize what Kotone said, but she smiled at her all the same, and walked into the kitchen, and over to the cupboard. She opened it, her eyes scanned the food occupying, but nothing sounded very appetizing. After about a minute of just staring at the food, she picked up some granola bars and a packet of fruit snacks and shoved them into her bag before walking into the dining hall.
Surprisingly, she was the first one to the table. She wondered why everyone was late for a second, before remembering that they weren't late, she was just early. She sat down and looked around at the food prepared, then grabbed a plum, instantly brightening up as she took a bite and the juices overwhelmed her mouth.
By the time that Yuzaha and the twins had gotten down to the kitchen, Kichi had eaten twelve plums and drank three glasses of grape juice. At first they just stared at her as she reached for another plum, before she saw them staring and smiled as she took a bite of the plum. The twins burst out laughing before they both patted her head.
'Why does everyone like to pat my head?' Kichi thought, resolutely smoothing her hair. The twins both grinned at each other.
"We can talk now," they informed her proudly, before sitting down at the table. Kichi and Yuzaha both burst out laughing.
"So Kichi, why are you up so early? We don't usually see you down here for another fifteen minutes," teased Yuzaha, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Actually, I don't know. I woke up early this morning and couldn't back to sleep." Kichi shrugged, before grabbing yet another plum.
"How many plums was that?" asked the twins apprehensively, looking at the ever growing pile of plum pits on her plate.
"I am guessing around fourteen," Kichi said brightly as she took another bite.
"You're confusing. First you hardly eat any breakfast," Hikaru started
"Then you eat all the plums we have" Kaoru finished, both watching her in confusion as she giggled.
"If you two don't hurry up, we are going to be late for school, and I am going to sit here and eat plums all day," Kichi advised wisely. They both stared at her, before eating their breakfast. Yuzaha seemed to be over taken by giggles that she muffled in her sleeve.
When the twins were finished with their breakfast, they dragged Kichi away from her plums and all went out to the limo to go to school.
Ten minutes later, Kichi was sitting in her Chemistry class, waiting for the bell to ring. Being as completely bored as she was, she pulled out her notebook and started doodle. At first she drew music notes, then her iPod. She drew a couple plums, and cake, then Ongiri. She was so immersed in her drawing that she didn't see Honey and Takashi enter the class. At least not until she was giving a flying hug from Honey, which sent them both toppling over and falling backwards to the ground.
Kichi closed her eyes, waiting for the impact of the floor to hit her, but it didn't come. She opened her green eyes curiously to find herself staring into the eyes of Takashi Morinozuka. They were a smooth chocolate brown, and had a gleam to them that she had never noticed before now. She shook her head mentally and gave him a thankful expression, which he replied to with a slight smile.
'I don't understand why people call him expressionless or stoic. He just shows his emotions through his eyes. It's not that hard to see.' But Kichi was interrupted from her thoughts by Honey.
"I'm sorry Chi-chan; I thought that you saw me coming!" Honey cried, as Kichi shook her head.
"No, Honey, I should have seen you coming and caught you, it's my fault!" Kichi insisted waving her hands to stop Honey from replying.
"So, how was your breakfast?" Kichi asked, tactfully changing the subject. Honey brightened up and beamed.
"I had two cakes," Honey announced proudly. "What about you Chi-chan?"
"I am guessing I ate somewhere around fifteen plums, and they were all excellent." Said Kichi, smiling sheepishly at Honey's astonished expression and Takashi's raised eyebrows. "Well what would you do, if there was an unlimited pile of plums in front of you?" Kichi asked, half-joking. Of course that also meant she was half-serious. Takashi shrugged, and Honey looked confused.
"What do you mean by that? Do you usually have a limited supply, Chi-chan?" Kichi thought he was joking for a minute, but sweat dropped when she realized he was dead serious. Takashi seemed to be working really hard not to laugh, but his eyes were shining from amusement from the scene he was watching. There was a slightly awkward pause.
"What about you, Takashi?" Kichi asked. If there is one thing that is painful to sit through, it's awkward pauses. Takashi looked like he was still getting used to being called his real name by anyone but Honey, because he slightly froze before replying as Honey giggled. Kichi however, was blissfully unaware of this exchange.
"Ah, Hirayachi." Takashi replied before the bell rang and the teacher announced the lecture was about to start.
Kichi sat down for lunch, and pulled out two granola bars and a package of fruit snacks and opened them up, and eating them slowly. Honey watched her as he ate his cake.
"You didn't pack a very big lunch, Chi-chan," He informed her. Kichi shrugged.
"I wasn't that hungry this morning," she said, finishing off the fruit snacks. Honey and Takashi both raised their eyebrows at this.
"Well, I wasn't hungry until I saw the plums!" Kichi said, slightly defensively, taking another bite of her granola bar. Honey and Takashi sweat dropped, causing Kichi's cheeks to tint pink, embarrassed before she crumpled up the wrappers.
Honey started talking about his next class very animatedly. Kichi smiled as he started hopping up and down in his seat, telling them about his math project he was working on with almost ridiculous amounts of enthusiasm.
Kichi walked into her next class after lunch. She always tried to come in as close to the bell as possible to most of her classes. She would sometimes go to her other classes with Takashi and Honey to talk with them before the bell, she was beginning to grow quite fond of the pair, but she wouldn't be in any of her other classes anymore then the necessary time. It wasn't that she hated the classes, she really didn't have an opinion. There was no reason to hate it, and no reason to love it.
She walked in and sat down at her usual seat at the back of the class just as the bell rang. The teacher stood up and was about to begin the lecture, when she noticed some girls talking among themselves, most likely gossiping from the expressions on their faces. The teacher looked at them crossly for a minute, but when they continued to ignore her, she cleared her throat.
"Excuse me ladies, no talking. I am going to have to split you up. Souh, Oortori, move to the back of the room please so I can move some girls to the front."
Kichi wasn't paying much attention, but when the teacher mentioned Tamaki and Kyoya, she was brought back to reality with an unpleasant lurch.
'Since when have they been in this class? Or were they there all along? I'm confused…' Kichi thought as she watched Tamaki and Kyoya move back at the desks on either side of her. At first Tamaki looked confused when he saw Kichi, but then he beamed as he sat down. Kyoya gave a nod of acknowledgement, then a small smirk at her expression of shock. Kichi pulled herself together enough to smile slightly at both of them before hiding behind a book.
The teachers lecture went surprisingly quick, and then she assigned the homework essay and gave them the last couple minutes of class to work on it. Of course, no one really did work on homework during this time, most of them were socializing. Kichi, however, was flipping through her notes, trying to find her pages that she was doodling on this morning.
"Hello, my second daughter, what are you doing?" said Tamaki excitedly. Kichi froze and looked over at him.
"Second… Daughter?" Kichi asked slowly, giving Tamaki a very alarmed look. Tamaki grinned before explaining.
"I am Daddy, Kyoya is mommy, the devil twins are your brothers, and Haruhi is your sister, and Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai are the neighbores." He announced while Kyoya quietly sighed. Kichi grinned; apparently he wasn't too fond of being called mommy.
"Why is Spooky mommy?" Kichi asked, not realizing until after she had said it, that she called Kyoya his nickname she made up. She clapped her hand to her mouth, and looked over at Kyoya to see what horrors he was planning for her. Kyoya was smirking at her, apparently pleased with his nickname, and then wrote something quickly in his notebook that Kichi didn't see. Tamaki seemed not to have noticed Kyoya's nickname.
"Because Mommy helped Daddy build the club," he replied, with a very serious expression. Kichi stared at him for a second then snorted into fits of laughter.
"I don't have any idea how you can say that so seriously," She panted, trying to regain control of her breathing. Tamaki looked a little confused before the teacher called him up to the front of the room.
"You should thank him, you know," Kyoya said unexpectedly. Kichi looked over at him in confusion, so Kyoya elaborated.
"Tamaki had a rough childhood, never getting to see his father, his grandmother hatred toward him and his mother, and his mother's illness. He clings to his idea of a family, all happily sitting together. That's where the family titles come in. He seems to think you're going to be around for a while and has accepted you into the family." Kichi was quiet for a minute.
"I think that is one of the kindest things someone has ever done for me." Kichi said quietly. Kyoya looked a little surprised for a second, until she spoke again.
"No one seems to want to accept the quiet girl into their group of friends. Most find the silence irrational, or irritating. And others don't want to put forth the effort into learning to read expressions. But your club is different. They are patient." Kichi said she was now smiling gently.
Kyoya raised his eyebrows. He hadn't expected that response. He knew from his research, and from just watching her that she was largely independent, but most people that way didn't notice how people reacted to them socially, but she did.
"You seem to be branching out, all the same." Kichi jumped, she hadn't even noticed Tamaki come back, but he was standing behind her, and had undoubtedly heard what she had said. He smiled slightly before continuing.
"You're talking a bit more every day. It's encouraging to see that you're coming out of your shell a bit." Kichi blushed slightly.
"Did you really just compare me to a turtle?" Kichi asked skeptically, but touched all the same. She enjoyed having people other than her parents to talk too. Tamaki smiled goofily.
"I have a surprise for you!" He announced dramatically. Kyoya obviously knew what it was already, because he just leaned back in his seat, writing in his notebook again. Kichi looked up at him, her curiosity peaked.
"What is it?" She asked with interest. He smiled as he patted her head again.
"That was such a cute expression, Kichi!" he squealed as Kichi deadpanned.
'Again with the patting my head? What's with that?' Kichi thought, putting her hand on her head with a slight sulk. Tamaki hugged her, nearly toppling her off her chair.
"You'll find out my surprise soon!" Tamaki exclaimed dramatically as the bell rang.
Hmm? I wonder what 'surprise' Tamaki has in store for the hosts!
Sorry if this seems like a meek chapter, I really had no idea what to do for Tamaki, it was quite horrible. But, we only have Haruhi's chapter left! Don't fret! ;D
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