Summary: He really didn't see the problem with having his 'siblings' adorn his hair with various accessories, accessories that are normally seen in a girl's hair. This, of course, spurred many questions, which he doesn't mind. Though when a certain blonde third-year had exclaimed about his 'cute hairclips', Mamoru took a moment to wave farewell to his normal life. Well, at least he won't be bored in this second life.
Warnings: My Attempt at Fluff, AU, OC-Insert, Reincarnation, The Host Club, Tamaki (because he deserves a warning of his own), Hikaru and Kaoru (them too), Kyoya (no more words are needed), Hani's Cuteness, Future Slash/Yaoi, Comedy/Crack (because I am sure OHSHC is considered as crack), Yoshio Being a Bastard, etc.
Disclaimer: If I owned OHSHC, it would get a remake with all of the events from the manga like Fruits Basket. Like, seriously! Especially the New Year event!
Note: This will be based on the manga (which I am now currently rereading). Also, there are more notes at the end.
Leon had thought about his death before. Plenty of times, actually.
Not in a suicidal way, of course! He was far too happy with his family and life to think of killing himself.
(Also, his Mama would bring him back to life and kill him, and bring him back if he did! Or go to the afterlife and bring him back, then kill him, before repeating the second part)
(Either way is possible, knowing her)
But he had been curious. Was there really an afterlife, or did reincarnation exist? Granted, he was a Catholic, so his first and foremost answer had always been the former. And the idea of God's Holy Kingdom being real sounded nice.
But Leon always had an avid imagination, one he never really grew out of (much to his parents' amusement), and 'What-if's always ran around his mind. So it was only natural for the idea of reincarnation to come back again and again.
It got worse when he became a big brother, seven and already in love with his twin siblings—Leilani and Lucio Santiago—who were easily dubbed as the center of his world. And even if they were only babies, Leon had already noticed the differences between the two.
Leilani was the more rambunctious one, all gummy smiles and shrieking laughter. She was the one who would grab his finger and never let go, and was also mostly the source of his lack of sleep. Lucio, on the other hand, was quieter than his sister, but was twice as affectionate in return. He was the one who couldn't sleep alone, and always threw up a fuss whenever Leon or their Papa left for school or work, respectively.
It made Leon all the more attached to the little hellions, and he knew it very well that he was wrapped around their sticky fingers.
Then, when the twins were five and he was twelve, they discovered the wonders of anime and fanfiction (well, Leon discovered the wonders of fanfiction, but you get the point).
It was like a dam had been broken, and suddenly Leon was more distracted than ever because of their newest discovery (and rabid plotbunnies).
Unfortunately, it also made listening in classes harder than before (Leon had already lost count of how many times the teachers had called him while daydreaming), so Mama had to put her foot down and stated that they can only watch anime during Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays after they finished their homework.
Needless to say, she had been subjected to more than a few tantrums from her children. But since Rosalinda Santiago neé Fernandez was a BAMF and had raised them all while her husband, one Carlos Santiago, was busy at work, she didn't budge.
It helped, in a way. But it also made Leon even more fidgety during school, always glancing at the clock and wishing that can Friday be here already!?
(No more words are needed to describe Leilani and Lucio's thoughts about the rule)
Though, when time passed by (three years, if one wanted to be specific), and the three Santiagos were still the same fidgety, distracted mess that they are (to be honest, they actually became worse. In Leon's opinion, anyway), one of Leon's godfathers who was married to a therapist suggested that maybe they had ADHD or something similar.
After several trips to aforementioned therapist (Dr. Alydia was a very nice and pretty woman, but not as pretty as Mama), Leon was confirmed to have a severe case of ADHD and a not-as-severe case of Asperger's (though not mild) along with something called Savant Syndrome, while Leilani and Lucio were confirmed to both have ADHD, with Lucio having a mild case of OCD.
It explained a lot of things. Like Leon being bored but still an honor student even with his reluctance during group projects, Leilani always being on a sugar high and dragging her twin to wreck havoc and chaos, and why Lucio was actually providing Leilani ideas since he—like Leon—was bored, despite the fact that he was the more sensible one of the two. And their tantrums when Mama made their anime-watching schedule for three days a week as opposed to their usual five.
Their family adjusted to this new bit of information quickly enough, like the true Santiagos they are (Papa had always joked that anybody could put them in an island and thrive), and Leon and his younger siblings were more than happy to have more say in their schedule.
Unfortunately, this was short-lived via Leon's death by car.
(Fortunately, this was also short-lived when a baby woke up crying)
Saito Mamoru was the opposite of Leon Santiago. In looks, that is.
Messy chestnut-brown hair replaced sleek inky black, amber eyes took over ebony in the same way, and Leon will forever be nonplussed at the fact that he is now light peach when he was wonderfully tanned from his days camping with his (ex-?)family.
It was like a rug was pulled away abruptly underneath his feet, which isn't so farfetched since he remembered (painbloodpaIN—) when he was hit by a car. And probably flew a few feet away. With lots of blood. Maybe his guts were even spilled like the ones in the movies. Which would be icky. His only reassurance that his siblings were far, far away at home when it happened.
But they would still see his corpse.
Resisting the urge to bash his head on a wall, Mamoru instead tried to entertain his (physically) three year-old self with the colorful blocks his kaa-chan (because Mama was Mama, and kaa-chan was kaa-chan) had bought for him just a while ago from her way back home from work.
Since he was still a fifteen year-old with ADHD and an IQ of 127 mentally, he wasn't very successful in that venture.
Sure, he could showcase his genius mind and be done with it, but Mamoru just knew that a lot of people would be interested in him and seek him out if he did. And he still didn't like people, unless they were his family and what few friends he had. And since his family and friends aren't here, no way in hell would he suffer without a buffer (hey, he rhymed!).
Also, his kaa-chan needed the endless endorphins his (not-)young brain had, and if acting like his apparent age would lighten up the burden his sperm-donor had left on her shoulders, Mamoru would gladly do it in a heartbeat.
Saito Mizuko wasn't anything like his Mama, and for that Mamoru was grateful, because it made differentiating them and the pangs on his chest easier for him.
Kaa-chan was every bit of a stereotypical Japanese (and wasn't that a surprise, he's sure Leilani would—) woman in looks and manner. Dark hair and eyes, pale complexion, average height, soft-spoken and possessing perfect manners. The only thing that set her apart from the rest was the fact that she worked as a successful cook in a five-star Italian restaurant (the irony was not lost to Mamoru. It was like God—or was it Kami now?—was messing with him!).
The last part was both a blessing and a curse for Mamoru. A blessing because it would be a practical reason for him to know Italian and how to cook, and a curse because the sight of so many familiar dishes that didn't taste the same made his stomach do cartwheels and his eyes water.
Mamoru was positive he was bound to have an emotional breakdown soon. Or two, actually. Maybe five, to be safe.
Eh, he'll deal with it when it comes.
"What's wrong, Mamoru?" Kaa-chan's gentle voice (so unlike Mama's strong and loud one from living in a family with six older brothers—) snapped him out of his musings, and he inwardly grimaced at being caught. "Do you not like your blocks?"
(But seeing the bags underneath her eyes that she tried to hide with foundation, and the almost unnoticeable strain on her smile, Mamoru made a decision he would never regret.)
"Want kaa to play too!"
(He'll try harder to let her in. The smiles that brightened up her face were worth it)
Life was nice, despite it being so dissimilar from his previous one.
The apartment they lived in was big enough for three people and a pet, and the fact that it wasn't near the city noise was a bonus.
But it was quiet, and Mamoru—who was used to twin laughterbreakingvases clangingpans surprisevisitsfromhismanyunclesandaunts—was understandably unnerved.
Kaa-chan noticed this, and decided that her co-workers would just have to get used to having a little munchkin running around the kitchen.
(Mamoru had never been so thankful before. He had been blessed with two badass women as mothers)
Of course, Mamoru didn't really run around in the kitchen like a dog out of its cage (he was more mature and smarter than to risk it), but he did have a little playpen in the head chef's office (and wasn't that conversation a hilarious one. Who knew that people could turn so white from kaa-chan's entirely 'polite' smile?) where he was free to amuse himself.
It was like being in the apartment with a babysitter (and he will hate them no matter how many times kaa-chan changed them. They were strangers in his home—!), but the cacophony of setting plates, tinkling utensils, clinking glasses, and barked orders filled the empty silence and Mamoru loved it.
(The fact that he didn't cry upon hearing several pots and pans falling—which was an everyday occurrence back then—was the icing on the cake)
(Also, he was given cake. So yeah, he is a very happy boy)
Of course, like always, Fate had other plans (fuck you). And on January 7, 1999, Mamoru became the sole living Saito because of a fucking hit-and-run.
(He laughed at that. It wasn't a very nice or sane one)
(At least nobody heard him)
(Kaa-chan would never be able to heaR hIM—)
When Leon became very emotional in a negative way, it's obvious and anyone can see it (Well, anyone who cared enough to notice him [his family and friends not included]).
He becomes quiet, closed-off and utterly blank. And while he doesn't like interacting with other people he's not close with, he's still known as a cheerful and polite boy that can be regularly seen with a smile on his face.
He's only become very emotional negatively for a grand total of three times. In both of his lives.
The first time was when he was twelve and one of his friends died from a robbery-gone-wrong. The second time was when he was fourteen and a bastardo dared to try and kidnap Leilani (emphasis on try, because Zio Ricardo wasn't stupid enough to leave them defenseless). The third time was when he woke up as Mamoru and made his kaa-chan worried sick, because he was a baby and babies don't just become like a statue and stare at nothing with a stoic expression on their faces—
The fourth time was when kaa-chan died, and the social worker who had picked him up was now planning the officer's murder for informing him so suddenly about his kaa-chan's death, if he guessed correctly. The fact that the soon-to-be-dead officer's partner had a similar look would've been funny if it weren't for the reason why they were mad.
They—Tachibana Hotaru, the social worker, and Tsukuyomi Ryuu—had quickly explained to him in a more gentler (in Hotaru's case) and tactful (in Ryuu's) way that since his 'kaa-chan had become a star' and that since he 'didn't have anyone that could look after him, unfortunately', he would be placed on the nearest orphanage where Hotaru knew lots of 'friendly and kind people' that would take care of him.
(Mamoru ignored the fact that they had also put him on a child specialist three times a week. Probably from his lack of reaction to anything)
This continued until a month and a half later.
Fact: Leon Santiago-Saito Mamoru has experience with dealing young children from ages one to thirteen from his time with a very, very large family.
Fact: Saito Mamoru now resides in an orphanage due to his kaa-chan's death.
Fact: Hotaru wasn't lying about the 'friendly and kind people' bit.
Fact: Aforementioned orphanage is heavily understaffed.
Fact: Mamoru does not like people who are strangers.
Fact: He has been in the orphanage for nearly a month, so previously stated 'strangers' are now considered as 'friendly acquaintances'.
Fact: Mamoru is very, very, very bored.
Conclusion: Bored, depressed Mamoru decides to help out.
Result: Bored, depressed Mamoru is now only Bored Mamoru.
Effect: Bored Mamoru has been given the title of Big Brother once again.
Current State: Mamoru is no longer bored and on the verge of a long overdue emotional breakdown.
Result: Cuddlepile.
Effect: 'Big Brother' is now 'Best Big Brother in the World'.
(Additional Effect: Another cryfest)
Current State: Mamoru is no longer needed to attend his therapist sessions and is now responsible for seventeen younger siblings who will follow him to the ends of the Earth
(Effect: Yet another cryfest. And a pillow fort)
Mamoru was… content.
He's been living in the Nikomaru Orphanage for three years now with his third family of seventeen (twenty, if one counted the staff and matron), on his summer vacation, and spending it by playing around with his siblings in the park.
He doesn't mind that nobody came to adopt him, since he has a strong feeling that he won't be able to open up like he did with kaa-chan as easily as before. And besides, his age made it almost certain that nobody would adopt a fifteen-seventeen year-old. And the orphanage needed all the help they can get, whether he did (by some miracle that is not the three year-old Kiseki) get adopted or not.
Only five of his surrogate siblings had deigned to join their endeavor to, as Ringo put it, 'make sure Nii-chan becomes happier than a unicorn' outside, and their ragtag group of misfits were obviously the noisiest in the block. Or three.
Ringo was chasing Keisuke and a reluctant Himeko (who didn't want her dress to be dirty, but still wanted to play) around, her scarlet pigtails curling at the end as she squealed in tandem with the others. They were fast, but Mamoru had long since gotten used to seeing the trio's red-brown-yellow heads that he only needed to keep half an eye on them as he amused Mei with yet another debate she had about Harry Potter('s many plotholes).
"But why did the Sorting Hat consider putting Harry in Slytherin?" Exclaimed the irate ravenette, then added when she noticed Mamoru opening his mouth to add in his two Galleons, "And headcannons from fanfics don't count!"
Needless to say, Mamoru had a hard time not laughing himself silly. Because if he did, Mei would be offended and get mad (read: sulk) until she got over it. Which is a near impossible event, seeing as she's more hard-headed than all of the Weasleys combined.
A shift on Mamoru's left gained his attention, and he smiled at the laughter in Himawari's russet eyes (which were subject to dozens of pretty!, something which she was unused to when she first came to the orphanage).
"Enjoying your imouto's suffering, Wari-chan?" Grinning at the exasperated pout he received (and had been receiving ever since he gave her that nickname), he was suitably befuddled when Himawari signed, "I have something important to tell you.", which was—as everybody knew—a certain phrase that would both have his complete focus. Or give him a heart attack.
"Yeah?" he nodded, and even Mei (who had been grumbling about the clusterfuck that is the Deathly Hallows. Her words, not his) turned her body in a way that showed she was listening.
Worrying her lip (oh, so it's really important than she made it seem), Himawari started to sign a couple of times before faltering midway. At the fifteenth try, frustration visible in her face, she dug her hand in her pants pocket and shoved a—
(…What the actual fuck)
Mei's silver eyes widened to the size of saucers, and she spluttered, "You want to go there!? B-But—!" She struggled to formulate her words, and Himawari sent her a vindictive smirk that was ruined by the line of tension on her shoulders. Inhaling deeply, Mei continued without any less of incredulousness on her high-pitched voice, "They say that the Entrance Exam is worse than College-level Calculus!" She put her face near Himawari's, which was mildly uncomfortable since Mamoru was in the middle but he's too busy panicking to give it nary a thought. "COLLEGE-LEVEL CALCULUS!"
Normally, Mamoru would've laughed at Mei's dramatics (something that cemented his theory that maybe Mei is a Black. Because if reincarnation existed, then magic wouldn't be too far off, right?), reassure Himawari about her decision, and solve the problem before it would attract the seven and eight year-olds attentions.
Normally, that is. Because if Ouran Highschool Host Club was one thing, it definitely wasn't normal.
Somehow, Mamoru isn't sure how he found himself attending Ouran Academy.
He vaguely remembers telling Himawari that it would be alright, that she would surely pass the Entrance Exam regardless if it's worse than College-level Calculus, and that he would help her.
Mamoru thinks it was that last part that landed him in the fucking pink school. And a month (which was filled with birthday parties, including his own) wasn't enough for him to wrap his head around the fact that he was reincarnated in a fucking anime world.
(…Well, at least it's not Attack on Titan?)
(He can live without the pinkness, though. Because while he didn't' have anything against Himeko's favorite color, there was something wrong with the school being that particular shade)
(He wonders if one can gain blindness via pink puke)
Withholding a sigh, Mamoru ignored the stares they were receiving from the rich kids exiting their limos (one was actually pink with fucking hearts and sparkles), and instead focused on his little sister.
Like Haruhi, they weren't able to afford the uniform (and why does a uniform have to cost ¥300, 000? Granted, there was a theory about it, but still!), and had to wear 'commoner clothes' that made them the center of attraction. Though, unlike Haruhi, they decided that their old uniforms were acceptable (and frankly, Mamoru didn't care).
Himawari was wearing a plain, mustard sweater over a white blouse with a knee-length, black skirt and a red ribbon. Her legs were covered by white thigh-highs and black shoes that, while it was second-hand, were comfortable and shiny. Her strawberry-blonde hair was braided and curled on her left shoulder with a purple, polka-dotted ribbon that Mamoru knew she only wore when she wanted to make a good impression, which wasn't surprising. The blatant difference between their social status with their schoolmates was intimidating (if one didn't watch the anime, that is. Mamoru never really did get around with reading the manga…).
Mamoru, on the other hand, was wearing an orange hoodie underneath a black gakuran without any buttons clasped, his collar and sleeves the only signs that showed he was wearing white underneath. On his shoulders were their messenger bags. His was black with lots of anime pins on the flap (he has proudly corrupted his siblings, regardless of the consequences [it's actually because of it]), while Himawari's was a cute cream-colored one with flowers and butterflies sewed on the front by Shinji (who was very much like another Shinji Mamoru knew in his first life).
Despite standing near the gates looking so out of their element, Mamoru was the one who gathered the most looks (and giggles, but he was going to gracefully ignore that tidbit in favor of preparing himself mentally for, well, everything). It could be because of a lot of things.
Mamoru was tall. Six feet and an inch, to be exact (which was a first, since Leon was five-eight. Then again, Mamoru was eighteen compared to Leon's fifteen), and from what Mamoru can remember, only Mori was the known virtual titan in school. Well, probably Nekozawa as well, if he didn't slouch as much as he did. Another thing was that Mamoru could be considered as attractive, if the increase of female (and male, he thinks in silent amusement) attention was anything to go by. But Mamoru knew it was because of his hair. Or rather, what was on his hair.
His chestnut-brown locks fell somewhere below his behind, and was tied in a low pony that didn't do anything with his naturally messy look (Mei had claimed his hair was probably worse than Harry's, which said a lot). Colorful beads and feathers were braided all over—one was even on his front. On his front, there were four hair pins and a pearl that framed his fair features. A black hair pin with a cat (from Ringo) on the end was above a plain, burnt orange one (from Keisuke) on his left bangs, while the opposite was adorned with hair pins the color of sparkly pink (it's obvious who gave this) and white (from Tsukiyo). The pearl (from his kaa-chan's necklace) was braided below Keisuke's gift, and didn't look out of place with the other myriad of beads his siblings gave him on his seventeenth birthday.
Yes, he looked like a guy from Piper's family (he forgot what they were called). Only with the addition of hair pins.
No, he did not care, and whoever has a problem with it can go shove a cactus up their ass.
"Welp," Mamoru mused, effectively snapping Himawari out of her funk. He chuckled, and (ignoring his probably-fangirls' shrieks) ruffled her hair. Her nervously bitten lips formed into a scowl (pout), making him laugh harder (and the girls louder) at the glare she gave. It made her look like a kitten. Adorable.
Correctly guessing his train of thought, a smack was rewarded to his arm. Far too used to being surrounded with mischievous devils, Mamoru gave a theatric gasp of pain and hit a nearby wall as he clutched his 'wound', mock-betrayal coloring his face.
Fed up with her big brother's antics, Himawari huffed and power-walked into the school.
(Realizing what Mamoru did, she gave him another smack).
Ayiiiiieeeeeee! I have always wanted to do a fanfic about OHSHC! Like, seriously, it's so underrated! My host babies deserve more love, okay? Nekozawa and Kasanoda, too!
# Yes, Leon is Italian-Spanish. I'll leave it to you guys to guess which parent is which *winks*
# People with ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder) is commonly characterized as hyper, unable to stay put in one place, loud, etc., etc. Which isn't entirely false. Asperger's Syndrome is when a person is very smart at a certain field (example: Stephen Hawkings). Both conditions are in the Autistic Spectrum, which is a category where people who are Autistic are mentally challenged (usually with socializing, a certain subject, motor movement, etc.), but are geniuses in their respective fields.
OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) is characterized by people who are usually frustrated when things aren't 'right' in their point of view. Think of them as perfectionists, but worse and can be very stressed if things don't go their way, which is actually dangerous because they might act out and hurt themselves/somebody.
Savant Syndrome (aka Genius Syndrome) is a condition in which someone with significant mental disabilities demonstrates certain abilities far in excess of average. The skills at which savants excel are generally related to memory. This may include rapid calculation, artistic ability, map making, or musical ability. Fun fact: the Savant Syndrome is named after the Marilyn Vos Savant, who holds the title of the Highest Recorded IQ (228)
The reason why I put in Savant Syndrome when it's similar to Asperger's is because people can be a Savant despite not being autistic.
# The reason why Mamoru's IQ is higher than Leon is attributed to the fact that: 1. He had already lived once, and 2. His family (both lives) were very accepting of the fact that he isn't normal (despite the second and third family not knowing), which allowed him to flourish and have full reign of his wants. But if Mamoru is turning out to be too much of a Gary Stue, feel free to point it out because I hate Gary Stues. Unless they're reasonable (like an immortal god who has lived for centuries. Or a person who has reincarnated for far too many times).
# Leon means lion, while Santiago means "Saint James", derived from Spanish santo "saint" combined with Yago, an old Spanish form of James, the patron saint of Spain.
# Leilani means heavenly woman, and Lucio means light (I can already feel the demon in me burn just from typing this).
# Rosetta has a Persian origin meaning "splendid" and is associated with the ancient Rosetta stone (a black basalt stone found in 1799 that bears an inscription in hieroglyphics, demotic characters, and Greek and is celebrated for having given the first clue to the decipherment of Egyptian hieroglyphics. It also means one that gives a clue to understanding—).
# —Which is a reference to Zio (Uncle) Ricardo, who was the one who suggested that the kids be checked out by a therapist (yay, he's revealed!) and gave said kids self-defence lessons. His name means powerful/great leader (which he is). And because I know KHR, this is a nod to Secondo (as well as another clue).
# Alydia, his wife (the therapist), means curious noble winged woman, or something along the lines. I can't remember. Also, it's French. Another alternate meaning is royalty.
# Carlos (the dad) means free man, a reference to the kids having been given free reign to do whatever they want after the revelation of their conditions (within reason, sadly. Oh, well)
# The Santiagos are a very large family (as mentioned in the chappie), which is why Mamoru is more comfortable and adaptable when he went to the orphanage.
# Saito: The first kanji, sai 斉, can be used to refer to a meal taken by monks and priests, but in broader terms it conveys an image of purity and divine worship. The second character, tō 藤 (pronounced with a long 'oh') can also be read as "fuji", and means wisteria.
# Mamoru means protector, which is fitting, since Leon-Mamoru is very protective of his family and friends.
# Mizuko means water (mizu) child (ko). It is yet another clue ('cause I'm sadistic like that)
# Tachibana means tangerine, while Hotaru means firefly. Tsukuyomi means 月 (tsuku) meaning "moon" and 読 (yomi) meaning "to read". In Japanese mythology, Tsukuyomi was the god of the moon, as well as the brother of Amaterasu and Susanoo. Ryuu means dragon. So, yeah. The police officer that told Mamoru about his kaa-chan's situation? Most definitely dead (lmao).
# Nikomaru Orphanage means smile/daylight surname (niko) and circle/as a (maru). Each has two meanings (that I bothered to put) because both meanings in the word 'niko' can be used to describe the orphans (especially after Mamoru became a big bro), and because Nikomaru is the default surname for any orphan that doesn't have one. You'll see below.
# Nikomaru (daylight circle/circle of daylight/smile as a/as a smile) Ringo (apple), Nikomaru Keisuke (save/also another KHR character), Nikomaru Himeko (princess child), and Nikomaru Mei (reliable sprout/beautiful in Chinese). Himawari (sunflower)'s surname is Ito (variously written; one of the ten most common Japanese surnames. The most usual rendering means 'Fujiwara of Ise' (Ise no Fujiwara); Ise is now part of Mie prefecture).
# Don't worry, I'll give you guys a cheat sheet for Mamoru's seventeen sibs.
# Yes, Himawari is mute, and knows Japanese ASL. She (along with Mamoru, five of their other sibs, the staff and matron) uses a version of her own, though. But the younger kids can guess her intentions correctly most of the time due to the fact that they live together. Ringo has dubbed her sign language as The Super Secret Hand Dance.
# Mei is, as you guys already know, a huge Potterhead (HP fan). This is only made all the more obvious from the various debates she has with Mamoru (imagine Tumblr). She also looks like a Black (raven hair, silver eyes, pale skin) and acts like one too ('mad', passionate, all in all very emotional). Her House is Ravenclaw via Pottermore. You'll know about Mamoru's in the future.
# Himawari is the only one besides Mamoru to try out for the Ouran Academy Entrance Exam.
# Math is the hardest for me, so with that line of thought, I asked my big sis which is the hardest branch of Math. Which brings us to the Entrance Exam being 'harder than College-level Calculus' (lol).
# I don't know where Himawari got the flyer about Ouran Academy. Feel free to leave a review with tour theory in it!
# Here are their ages from oldest to youngest: Mamoru (17-18), Himawari (15), Keisuke (8), Ringo (7), and Himeko (7).
# Mamoru's bday is on Feb along with Ringo, which makes him the oldest male in OHSHC and Ringo older than Himeko despite being the same age. The second oldest character is Hani, whose bday also falls on Feb.
# There are now four characters who are Feb babies:
Mamoru (Feb 3 – Setsubun, Jap. bean throwing festival to drive away evil spirits)
Haruhi (Feb 4 – Haru Matsuri, Jap. Spring festival)
Ringo (Feb 10 – Teddy Day, which is a part of the road to Valentines with Promise Day [11], Kiss Day [12], and Hug Day [13])
Hani (Feb 29 – a leap day, which is why Bisuko-sensei jokes that he only ages every three years)
# Speaking of dates, on the year 1999 (when Mamoru's kaa-chan died), Mamoru is fifteen. So on 2002 (the release year of OHSHC), he'll be eighteen (thus still the oldest).
# Mamoru is tall. Second tallest to Mori's 6'4", actually.
# Himawari and Mamoru's uniforms are what you usually see in anime (case in point: Haikyuu!).
# Mamoru's reference to Piper Mclean (from Percy Jackson/Blood of Olympus) is about her own braids and the fact that she comes from the Cherokees, a Native-American tribe. Another character with an almost tribal look is Xanxus, who is yet another character from KHR (ya should know by now how much I love that fandom). The only reason why he doesn't remember her that much is because he wasn't able to finish the Blood of Olympus series (he stopped at Son of Neptune, the horror).
Mamoru's hair accessories will also be given more depth soon (that is the title…).
# Yes, Mamoru only has anime knowledge despite this fic being based on the manga *cackles*
# Hm… what else… oh, right. Fuji Shinji (who is one of Mamoru's many sibs. I forgot about him! *cries*) is based on Aragaki Shinjiro from Persona 3, a PSP game that I absolutely love. Shinjiro's best bud (one Sanada Akihiko) calls him 'Shinji' in return to his nickname for the boxer 'Aki' (and I ship them soooo much! Mostly with the protagonist tho hehehehe…).
Persona 3-Shinji is good with cooking (which is unexpected to many since he doesn't look like the type), while my Shinji is good at sewing (he's the one who designed Himawari's bag). It's up to you if you think he has other similarities to Aragaki Shinjiro.
Shinji means true ruler.
# The joke in Mamoru's nickname for Himawari (Wari-chan) is that wari is an informal term of saying my bad, which is ironic, since he still calls her that.
# This will be the last one 'cause this chappie is getting too long. ¥300, 000 is $30, 000USD, which is the cost of Ouran Academy's uniform. Which is ridiculous, but, whatever floats your boat. Oh, and the pink limo with sparkles and hearts will forever haunt my nightmares. Which is bad because it's 10 AM right now for me.