Author's note: This fanfic is called A Deadly Feud Reboot because this fanfic was originally on my old account, Flouritegem. I rewrote this because I recently started rewatching Ouran High School Host Club. Enjoy!
(This is another OC ship fanfic ;-;)
A glimmer of hope fluttered in Hotaru's chest. Today was Monday, the start of a new week. Anything could happen. But that faint hope was crushed when she walked into her family's dining hall and was immediately greeted by her mother, clad in a white pantsuit, stabbing a golden hash brown with her fork and yelling at no one in particular, "That Otori family, so full of themselves. Well, I'll knock them off of their high horse soon enough."
Her sister adjusted her thick black glasses and silently gazed at her phone. Should I respond to her? Hotaru wondered. Her mother had a certain hatred towards the Ootori family for no apparent reason, which was so fierce that no one in the Ni-San family commented on it, for the fear of being pulled into the furious hurricane that was Midori Ni-San's hate was too great. Hotaru decided not to reply and made her way to the table, making sure to place herself far away from her raging mother. One of her maids promptly bustled in with a plate piled with various breakfast foods and placed it in front of her. She quickly shoveled her breakfast into her mouth and dashed to her room to grab her bag. Her bright yellow dress rustled annoyingly as she ran back downstairs, breathing heavily, the heels of her black ankle boots clicking rapidly on her house's marble floors.
Soon Hotaru's private limo pulled up to the gates of Ouran Academy, and she stepped out, the warm spring air hitting her tanned skin. She sighed, basking in the warmth of the day. Maybe today will be ok. As she joined the river of people flowing through the ornate golden gates of Ouran Academy, her phone buzzed, and she fished it out of her pocket. It was a text from her best friend, Kanashi.
Hey, Hotaru! Did you hear that Kyoya-Senpai is hosting today? Weird, huh.
Anyway, wanna meet me at the fountain fifth period?
Hotaru smirked. Kyoya Otori. Hmm. Then rapidly fired back,
Ooo, sign me up!
And yeah, sure.