If you haven't checked out the first part of this story, New Bad Girl at Ouran, head over to coauthor Tracy4t's page for the first half. Unfortunately there wasn't enough space to include that in the summary, but this story is definitely a joined effort. Writing work is split 50/50 so if you enjoy the story please be sure to also give her a shoutout in the comments. We both hope you all enjoy the final half of Shiki's story.
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We're doing something new in our Author's Notes!
Do you have a question or something you'd like to say to Shiki? We'll be picking two or three questions from you guys for her to answer in each chapter!
This will be an ongoing thing so long as we continue to get questions, and if we get a lot of good questions in one chapter we may still pick one from comments the same chapter to answer in a future chapter. It can be about pretty much anything- a serious question about an emotionally sensitive topic, a comment on something she's done, or something about her personally such as a favorite whatever, whats her horoscope, ect. But if you're trying to ask for a story spoiler, don't bother- only me and Tracey4t know what her fate is!
Shiki's received her first question!
Mcfly: You do it
Tracey: I don't want to! What if she bites me?
Mcfly: I'll give you a safety glove. Like the ones they use at animal shelters.
Tracey: Um, Okay. *Puts on glove, takes deep breath, and knocks on Shiki's door* *Loud groan can be heard from the other side, and angry, heavy stomps get louder as she nears the door*
Shiki: What now?!
Mcfly: She did it *points to Tracey* *Tracey stomps on Mcfly's foot to shut her up and clears throat nervously upon Shiki's unamused stare as Mcfly holds back a howl of pain*
Tracey: Well actually Shiki, this is the first time we've bothered you.
Shiki: So you admit you're bothering me.
Tracey: That wasn't the intention, but I'm able to infer it by your look of death.
Shiki: Good to know theres more than a mashed potato in there *taps on Tracey's head*
Tracey: You could afford to be a little nicer you know. After all we did sort of create y- *Shiki stares with a raised eyebrow as Mcfly covers Tracey's mouth*
Mcfly: *Laughs nervously* YA DINNER. We made your favorite! Thats why were here! Excuse us for just a moment while we go get it. *Whispers* What are you doing?! She can't know! She'll have an identity crisis and search for the portal! If she discovers the portal and tries to leave the fan fiction realm it'll throw off the dementional barrier threshold and disrupt the strings of time! All the fictional and non-fictional universes will collide and the cosmos won't be able to contain it and EVERYTHING IN EXISTENCE WILL DIE *Collapses to ground dramatically, rasping for breath*
Tracey: Are you serious?! But then how could we have made it here?
Mcfly: *Sits up normally and groans* Why you gotta ask so many questions?!
Tracey: Tell me the real reason she can't know!
Mcfly: The truth?
Tracey: Yes, the truth.
Mcfly: Okay, here it goes... have you ever seen Bolt?
Tracey: *Facepalms* That's not going to happen.
Mcfly: IT COULD TOTALLY HAPPEN
Tracey: I think you're overthinking this.
Mcfly: I'm not overthinking anything! Look, I did the calculations! *shows an entire journal full of detailed diagrams and notes*
Tracey: Mcfly, we're in the authors notes. We can make whatever we want happen. Theres no rules or identity crisis, all we have to do is ask Shiki Medieval Midnight's question. No universal collapse.
Mcfly: ...that can't be right. There has to be more.
Tracey: Nope, its as simple as that.
Mcfly: But... *looks at journal*
Tracey: Let it go.
Mcfly: BUT-
Tracey: Mcfly.
Mcfly: ...what about Shiki's dinner?
Tracey: She doesn't even have to remember you said that. All we have to do is go back and ask the question.
Mcfly: *Stares at Tracey with a scowl of aghast and disappointment, throwing her life's work in the toilet*
Tracey: That wasn't your life's work, you just typed-
Mcfly: SHUT UP AND LET ME MOURN.
Tracey: *sigh* I'm just going to go ask her then, okay?
Mcfly: *sniffle sniffle*
Tracey: *Rolls eyes and walks back over to Shiki*
Shiki: Is she related to Blondie? She's growing mushrooms-
Mcfly: I'M SUMMONING THE FAIRIES.
Tracey: Ignore her. We received a question from Medieval Midnight about you.
Shiki: Oh yeah?
Tracey: Her question was: Why didn't you want to keep a puppy for yourself?!
Shiki: Well I haven't kept any, but I haven't exactly not kept any. Theres three puppies left and they're still with, speak of the devil, Blondie. Two are potentially reserved for Haruhi and four eyes, although not exactly guaranteed. Four eyes wanted one but I have to decide weather or not I'm gonna let him since he's such a hard ass. Fucking Ootori... *shaking her head in dismay until regaining focus* oh, sorry. Anyways, Haurhi said she'd like one but doesn't have the room, so if she gets the room in to take one in the future then she'll take that one. But if we find a better placement then that's what'll happen. Sorta went to the back of my mind to be honest. Getting shot and being interrogated by CIA has a tendency to do that.
Tracey: Thanks for your time Shiki, and thanks Medieval Midnight for your question and ongoing support! We cant wait to hear questions from you in the future and from other readers! Right Mcfly?
Mcfly: *In colonial america voice* The fairies are coming, the fairies are coming... *followed by psychotic laughter and creepy eye twitch*
Tracey: ...never mind, she's having a crisis at the moment. Anyhow, enjoy this chapter!
~Tracey4t and Mcfly
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"So, are you skipping club again?" Haruhi asked as they cleaned up.
"Probably not," said Shiki.
"Hmm, well, you got to do what you hot to do," said Haruhi.
"Hey, can you actually keep a secret?" Shiki asked.
"I'd like to think so, but you know how the guys can find things out," said Haruhi.
"Right," said Shiki. She had hoped to tell Haruhi about the secret apartment Maiki had promised her. "Actually its probably a good thing that you don't know just in case... you know. Something happens." She paused for a moment, clearing her throat and changing the subject. "You know, I never knew I'd be able to find a friend who was so good that they'd help me clean up my vomit. It's pretty gross."
"Sorry."
"No, I just meant... I guess I just find it hard to believe I found someone who would actually do that for me." Shiki said, turning away from Haruhi so she couldn't see her face turning red if it was. "What I'm trying to spit out is thanks, okay?!" Shiki had to force it out so even though it came across a little angry, Haruhi knew her well enough by now to know that it had good intentions behind it and it was a big deal for her to say something like that.
"Don't worry about," Haruhi assured her as she helped damp Shiki's face with a cool towel. It felt good.
"Thanks," she said
"Think nothing of it," said Haruhi.
"Hey Haruhi," Shiki said, "If I offered to pay off the rest of your debt with those loosers, what would you think of me?"
"I wouldn't want you to since you'd have to get the money from your stepmother and I know you don't particularly like her,"
"I mean it sucks you gotta be stuck here after school every day." Shiki said.
"Well its not all that bad."
"You mean even if you didn't have the debt you'd still want to be in the host club?" She asked, surprised
Haruhi shrugged her shoulders. "They do grown on you, " she said.
"So does a fungus," said Shiki.
"Don't you consider them friends too?" Haruhi asked
Shiki sighed. "It's hard for me to really accept people as friends. The only reason I can accept you is because you don't piss me off all that much."
"Well everyones going to make you mad and annoy you from time to time, I'm sure I've done it some too. Don't your little sisters annoy you?" Haruhi asked
"Duh." Shiki said
"But you still love them anyways right?"
"Define love," asked Shiki.
Haruhi shook her head. "Maybe you need to find a way to vent out all of your anger and hatred. You do that, maybe you wouldn't hate the guys so much."
"I do, I work out all the time," said Shiki
"But isn't there other ways to vent your anger?" Haruhi asked.
"No. I'm just an angry person." Shiki suddenly seemed a bit defensive.
"I'm no expert, but I know that often times there's a subconscious source that fuels people with anger management problems." Haruhi said
"Well I'm just a bitch and there's nothing anyone can do about it. I'm going back to class." She said, hurrying out of the locker rooms and back to class.
...
"We've taken the task to pack all of your things, Mistress. And also were under strict orders by your stepmother not to 'nose around' through any of your personal belongings." Her driver told her as she got in the car that day.
"Did you get my vibrator too?" She asked.
"I-I'm sorry?" The driver asked, startled.
"What? I'm not even asking if you got the whole collection, I mean can survive without the S&M accessories but when a girls gotta go she's gotta go, am I right or am I right?"
"I uh..." She sputtered uncomfortably
"Its a joke."
"Oh."
"You know... a joke? The thing that makes you laugh? Never mind... its fine, at least I got my own joke. Shiki darling you're hilarious. I know, I know."
Awkward silence followed.
"Well anyway," Shiki said. "Don't take me straight to the housing yet though."
"Is there somewhere you're wanting me to go?"
"Not in particular- people might be watching me. If we just go straight there we could be followed."
"Mistress, with all due respect, I understand you've been through a lot, but don't you think that's slightly paranoid?" She asked her.
"Tell that to my shoulder. And my back." Shiki cringed a little remembering her back feeling like it was on fire when Seiko had taken the liberty to rip it to shreds. "Take me back to the house first- is my stuff still there?" She asked as she drove.
"I believe so." She said. "Is that a problem?"
"No, the opposite actually. I need to say goodbye to Nao and Zaruko "
...
"Are you sure you don't want to take more?" Asked one of the butlers. Shiki held a large dufflebag in each hand.
"I can't take my whole room with me, I'll get myself killed. They can't see a bunch of stuff moving out of the house or they're gonna get suspicious."
"Excuse me, but who's 'they'?" asked one of the maids.
"The people trying to kill me."
"Mistress I can assure you we have a highly intricate security system not just here but at your new housing as well." She said.
"She's paranoid." Nao told one of the maids.
"Shut up!" She yelled at her. "I had bodyguards when I nearly got kidnapped so I'm not taking any chances!"
"But even if someone is watching you, wouldn't they just see you going to there when returning from school?" asked the maid.
"Not if I take a different route each day," said Shiki as she headed out.
As she passed the living room she hear her father's angry voice.
"I didn't want her to leave! I was just frustrated!"
"What said was said and even though she tough, I'm sure it hurt her feelings!" Maki said also sounding mad.
'Oh god they're fighting over me?' Shiki thought in annoyance.
"It still doesn't mean you can offer her separate housing without even consenting me!"
"Well you're stupid for saying that, and I'm pregnant, grouchy, and feel shitty so I get to do whatever I want, dammit!" She yelled.
"Maki, that applies for eating a pint of ice cream, not shaving your legs, and wearing PJ's all day, not my daughter moving out!"
"Well maybe if you could learn to control your temper I wouldn't have thought to do it in the first place! You're right about Shiki not being an adult yet, but your temper tantrums are quite childish!"
'Ain't that the damn truth.' Shiki thought to herself.
"Uh, bye you guys." Shiki said to Zaruko and Nao who were in the living room.
"Bye Shiki!" Nao said, hugging her. Shiki swallowed, awkwardly hugging her back. Zaruko on the other hand just looked at her before retreating to her room without a word. Shiki sighed. Not that she had been around the house all that much since her and Arata's argument, but since then when she did encounter Zaruko she'd acted rather coldly towards her. She knew that the influence of her father's words had started turning her against Shiki.
"She'll come around." Nao said, reading her face.
"I don't blame her for not." She said.
"I still believe in you."
"Whats there to believe in?" Shiki said bitterly after a stunned pause of silence.
"You're not a bad person."
"Yes I am. You're just a bad judge of character." Shiki said. Nao laughed.
"You can't fool me, she's just a big softie isn't she Hooch?" Nao scratched Hooch's ears as he panted happily, wagging his tail. Shiki rolled her eyes, shaking her head in annoyance and jerked Hooch's leash, pulling him away from Nao and heading out to the car.
"Ah," Nao moaned, "I wish Hooch didn't have to go."
"Well he's my dog technically, and you still have Haruhi's puppy here, " said Shiki as she climbed into the vehicle. "I'll see you at school"
As the car pulled away she could see Zaruko staring out the window at her, watching her leave.
'Well it looks like someones happy about me leaving.' She thought to herself, leaning her forehead against the glass and shutting her eyes.
"Woof!" Hooch barked.
"Relax, this is what we've always wanted remember? We'll finally be on our own," she said patting his head.
Hooch merely whined and he laid.
"Oh don't you turn against me know!"
When Shiki arrived, it didn't take her long to unpack her things. The silence was quite difficult to get used to, she felt quite tense and had checked the security and locks several times. She inspected the house, going over situations in her head where if an attacker came in she would have something to defend herself with, hiding weapons and rearranging blunt objects so that they were more evenly distributed around the house so she'd always be prepared no matter where in the house she was at, playing out scenarios in her head, punching and swinging vases at pretend enemies.
"Hyaa-" She jumped around the corner, grabbing a small statue and holding it above her head only to meet Hooch's interested gaze.
"Don't give me that look. Nao's just being a brat, there's a difference between not being careless and paranoid." She said, placing the statue back to where she had moved it.
Hooch didn't seem terribly convinced.
"You better be nice to me, I'm your dinner provider you know!"
Hooch perked up at the word 'dinner', wagging his tail.
"Shit, dinner." She walked over to see what was in the fridge. Surely enough, Maki had stocked it up. One shelf was filled entirely with just meat.
"...well at least she did something right. Wouldn't have been surprised if she sent me here to starve to death."Shiki looked at the clock- it wasn't time for dinner yet, but Hooch didn't' seem to know that. She went ahead and pulled out a package of ground beef, which had a note on it: 'While we typically prepare Hooch fresh vegetables, I wasn't sure if you were comfortable preparing vegetables from scratch so there are some frozen ones in the freezer as well as premium quality dog food and treats in the cabinets -Maki '
"Look at this. See? Its proof she thinks I'm stupid!" She held out the note to Hooch, who looked at it before looking back up at her.
"I mean she doesn't just have to assume you know, even if she's right!" She said, pulling out a case of chicken as well and chopping them up, putting them into a skillet and trying to keep them from Hooch who could reach the counter with ease by standing on his hind legs. She managed to get everything cooked before she put it in his bowl, adding in his supplements.
"Gotta keep my boy looking handsome, don't I? Huh?" She scratched his head as she mixed before placing the bowl down in front of him.
The rest of the evening was rather uneventful- she fixed her dinner too, she went to the room that Maki had workout equipment moved to for her and exercised all but her arm, jogging on the treadmill with Hooch. She drew to distract herself from the stillness. Pulled out homework, but gave up after a few problems. She laid down in bed staring up at the ceiling as Hooch snored next to her. The calmness was so unusual for her, that when she found herself left alone with her thoughts, she didn't know what to do. She was always so busy being distracted by doing what she had to, she realized that maybe there wasn't much to being Shiki other than this self-drafted soldier with anger management issues and an awesome dog. Without some kind of purpose, someone to punch, or someone to be mad at, all she did was... well, nothing. She just sort of existed. 'Am I really so worthless?' She wondered, clutching her pillow tight as the so longed for silence suddenly felt as if it were smothering her.
...
When her locker slammed shut the next morning, Ayumi's face was revealed hiding behind it as she stood there with a 'warm' smile.
"Hello Shiki" She greeted. "Sleep well?"
"No, and I have better things to fill my time with other than your fake sincerity and kindness so thanks for the sarcasm, but I'm outta here." Shiki picked up her stuff.
"Oh but I am sincere, sincerely concerned about my locker." Ayumi slid in front of her to block Shiki with her body.
"Oh, but you seem to think that I'm the kind of person who's going to magically care all the sudden about the same dumb shit I didn't care about every other day you've bitched to me about it."
"Shiki, really, I know we've had our trifles in the past but I hope you haven't mistaken me for insane. I know better than to try the same thing and expect the same results." She said.
"Hope for something else." She tried to go by but she blocked her yet again.
"I hope that you know that you should give me what I want for the sake of your own good." She said, the first bell ringing and the locker room beginning to clear out, soon leaving the two alone. Ayumi held up her phone.
"...Yeah, still not feeling any urges to satisfy your crazy borderline stalkerish obsession." Ayumi pulled up an audio file with a picture attached of two Ouran students in a bathroom stall together, a girl and a boy, and the girl was on her knees while the boy was standing up. She hit the play button.
"Oh god..."
"I'll hold your hair back."
'Is that me and Haruhi?' Shiki thought, surprised to hear their voices on the file.
The sound of something being stuck down Shiki's throat and moaning and heavy breathing followed.
"Shh, Shh it's okay, just take it slowly" Haruhi's voice coaxed.
"What the hell Ayumi, fuck borderline you're already at the stalker level! You're listening in on my conversations now?" Shiki shouted incredulously. Ayumi sighed and paused the recording.
"A conversation? That sounded like a little more than a conversation to me." She rewound it to the gagging noises.
"Oh my god not only is that disgusting, but you're also a dumbass! I was sick you perverted creep!"
"Well it didn't sound like that to me." Ayumi said innocently, "It sounded like there were more than just words being exchanged between your mouths." Shiki was about to start screaming again when Ayumi held up a finger and interrupted her, playing the video again.
"You're actually really gentle"
"Well, I just want to make sure your comfortable,"
"Oh," Shiki moaned, "come on, faster, just take away my misery!"
"Shh, don't rush it, we have plenty of time,"
"Well it kind of hurts but I know it'll feel better to get it out of my system. Besides, I don't want to keep you too long." Shiki said, and more gagging noises followed.
"Ok I think its about to come..." She said.
Her moan heightened and right before the part where Shiki remembered she was about to vomit, instead there was just heavy, exhausted breathing. Shiki stared at the phone in confusion.
"Oh shit..." She was panting. "Fuck... that definitely feels better... but damn its everywhere though..."
"Its okay, you couldn't help it. Besides, I don't mind"
"But I-" Shiki began, only to suddenly get it. Ayumi edited the video so that any signs that Shiki was vomiting her head off instead of giving head were swiped clean to make it sound as sexual as possible. She was blackmailing her. Shiki snatched the phone out of her hands and threw it hard to the ground, smashing it.
Ayumi merely chuckled. "You honestly think I was stupid enough to only have one copy of it?"