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No, hello there friends! I've been having a pretty off week so I've been..doing nothing.
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Rosaline sat daintily on one of the couches sipping the coffee they served ''so, you are the youngest daughter of the Baudelaire family'' Kyoya said as the Host Club was sitting in a semicircle around her, all dressed in their uniforms.
''Yes, and you are the youngest son of the Ootori family correct?''
she asked dabbing the corner of her mouth ''you've looked us up'' Kyoya casually stated.
Everyone looked each other a bit tensely ''of course, i've done my homework before coming here. I know all about you all, even Miss Haruhi Fujioka'' she glanced at the girl.
They all gasped standing up ''w-what do you mean?'' Hikaru asked ''Haruhi you're looking extra manly today!'' Kaoru said pinching Haruhi's arm.
Rosaline chuckled ''don't hurt yourself Hitachiin brothers, don't worry I don't intend on telling anyone unless you've wronged me'' she said lightly biting into a cookie.
Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other and gulped.
Was it just them, or did Rosaline seemed to act a lot like Kyoya?
Tamaki laughed, a bit too forced to get away with ''so princess tell us about yourself'' he said. She swallowed a bit of cookie.
''I am 17 years old. I was born on December 7th i'm going to be in class 1-A starting tomorrow morning'' she said gently.
''hey! That's the same class Hika chan and Kao chan are in!'' Honey said from Mori's shoulders ''indeed'' she laughed lightly ''your family owns a massive jewelry chain across the world don't they?'' Kyoya asked as she nodded.
''Really?'' Haruhi questioned ''yes Baudelaire & Co. we design jewelry all over. I've been designing a few of my own. But my family focuses on art itself, jewelry is just something one of my grandmothers started'' she said modestly.
''No way! Our mother has all your jewels'' Hikaru said as Kaoru nodded.
''Yes, your mother and my mother are friends. They worked together on a wedding dress completely made from precious jewels once when they were younger. However my family aren't just makers of jewels. We collect them from all around the world. We have antiques too valuable to leave our houses'' Rosaline said simply.
Kyoya nodded, jotting things down.
''Miss Rosaline's family are huge collectors, some dating back to the Victorian era and Greek art. The Baudelaire family have made their mark in England since Queen Elizabeth, Rosaline's family are true blue bloods. The Baudelaire's are known for their fine taste in art and pottery, her family owns art museums around the world showcasing pottery and paintings'' Kyoya said.
Haruhi's eyes widened, that much?
''Rose chan! Why did you move here from England? Are your parents with you?'' Honey asked.
''N-no'' she stuttered once ''they thought it'd be nice to...be away from home for a bit'' she said twirling a piece of hair between her fingers ''so i'm moving into my father's summer home here for the rest of the school year'' she said smiling.
''Ah I see! What made you come to Ouran?'' Tamaki gushed ''your father asked me to come. He too is an old business acquaintance of my family and said it would be nice if I came to one of his schools, publicity and all that'' she waved her hand carelessly. Tamaki nodded ''that must be why he said to keep a close watch on you'' Tamaki nodded.
''Excuse me?'' Rosaline's eyes narrowed as well as Kyoya's ''well, it must've been a long day for you miss Baudelaire, please allow us to escort you home'' Kyoya said politely ''oh, you don't have to I can go by myself'' Rosaline said lightly smiling ''no! No, it is my job as your escort to bring you safely home!'' Tamaki shouted making the girl jumped ''i-if you insist'' Rosaline gave him laughing.
''Well...um, welcome to my house!'' Rosaline said giddily as the gates opened and the limo holding all the host club, and Rosaline in.
As they drove in they passed by a large circular fountain spewing water in the front before the large mansion. The house was white with elegant structure and beautiful lights. It was smaller than the usual mansion but it was quaint ''w-would you like to come in?'' she asked looking over at them ''are you sure we're not intruding?'' Haruhi questioned still in awe.
''Of course! You all can have dinner at my house too'' the dark haired girl said as they nodded ''yay! Free food!'' Hikaru said and everyone walked in ''thanks'' Mori said nodding. She nodded happily.
The moment they walked in they saw a large chandelier lit up the room, the granite floors were polished and practically shimmering. Two staircases met at the 2nd level. Maids and butlers came to greet the group ''good evening Miss Baudelaire'' the maids echoed ''good evening, how are you?''
Rosaline laughed nervously "there isn't much" she admitted as she led the others around the house "Ian, please prepare dinner for us" Rosaline asked a chef quietly "yes, Milady" he bowed "are your maids and butlers from England too?" Haruhi asked as the girl nodded.
"My mother wanted me to be around people I know" she said absentmindedly.
Kyoya rose an eyebrow "anyway, up the stairs are the rooms. The housemaid and the butler stays here with me. My house maid I'm sure is somewhere" she looked around past the maids and other servants. Honey tugged on her hand "what's down there?" he asked as she lead them down the hallway "through there is my library and study, in the room over there are my collectables" she pointed "then out the back is my pond" she said lightly "milady" a maid walked up to them, looking a bit different than the other maids, she too held her chin up with grace and elegance.
"Hello Ethel, Ethel come meet my new friends" she said as Ethel stiffly nodded "this is Kyoya Ootori, Haruhi Fujioka, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, Takashi Morinozuka and Mitsukuni Haninozuka" she said lightly.
Ethel looked unimpressed "charmed" she muttered lowly.
Ethel was a dirty blonde haired woman with light brown eyes and a permanent frown "guys this is Ethel Midford" she introduced the maid.
"Milady dinner is ready" she said taking a short bow "is everyone else eating with us as well?" Rosaline questioned "no Milady, you have guests. And it is not proper to eat with your servants" Ethel huffed as if this wasn't the first time she was asked the question ''tomorrow'' Rosaline reached out for Ethel's hand, holding it gingerly between her two hands.
The others watched in silence at the rather cute scene unfolding.
Ethel sighed, a sign of defeat ''yes, Milady'' Rosaline beamed and turned to them ''please hurry! The chef makes great food'' she animatedly said pushing and pulling each of them to the dining room. There was a long table in the center, a few hallways leading to the kitchen then other rooms. Rosaline sat at the head of the table, behind her above on the wall was a large family portrait. Everyone sat down leaving the other head of the table empty.
''You have such a beautiful home Rosaline'' Haruhi said still in awe looking around ''i'm glad you like it, please feel free to come over at anytime! It's just me and my servants here so it gets really lonely and I prefer...not to be alone'' she finished scratching her cheek a bit flustered.
Kyoya looked up at the portrait behind her, it was family of five as well as a yapping dog. The woman was beautiful, with deep violet eyes, the same shade as Rosaline's, her light brown hair was pulled into an elegant bun, she wore a beautiful dress and was holding the arm of her husband, a blonde haired man who had twinkling green eyes. In the middle of the two boys was Rosaline, a bit younger than now, her hair was curled to perfection and had a soft smile, however it didn't reach her eyes and looked a bit too forced to pass.
The one on the right was a head taller and had light brown hair that hung to the nape of his neck and held himself up proudly. The one opposite side was the same height as Rosaline, with blonde wavy hair and pretty violet colored eyes. Though, there was something about the way he looked that made you a bit weary of him, like a child caught stealing a cookie.
"You have quite the beautiful family Rosaline" Tamaki mused, he focused on the man beside her, remembering what father had told him last week. The butlers and maids began to bring out some platters "yes, that's my mother Beatrice, and my father Roland" she said staring at the cup of coffee in front of her, her finger pushed against the rim of the top. Tamaki smiled fondly "and the others?" he asked. She licked her lips while pushing some black hair over her right shoulder "my two brothers" she muttered lowly "Milady" the butler cleared his throat.
Everyone turned to him "yes?" she answered "dinner is served Milady" he bowed. The butler and maids brought out roast beef, mash potatoes, soup and rolls of bread "wow!" Haruhi said as the maids scooped it onto plates and handed it to them. Tamaki looked back up at the boys of the painting "are they your brothers then?"
Tamaki pressed ''um...yes'' Rosaline raised an eyebrow but nodded ''my eldest brother...Vincent and my older brother Aster. I haven't spoken to either of them for a while so i'm not sure how've they been'' she admitted. Tamaki furrowed his eyebrows together and opened his mouth to speak ''stop it, you're being rude'' Kyoya said simply chewing a bit of roast beef.
The blonde frowned but nodded, making Haruhi notice his strange behavior.
Hikaru and Kaoru looked at her then to Aster then back ''are you two twins?'' they asked in unison. Her eyes widened but she slowly shook her head ''please eat'' she urged as they nodded ''the Host Club is having a ball at the end of the week, you should come. That will be your official welcoming party'' Hikaru suggested as everyone nodded ''we'll make you a dress and everything'' Kaoru smirked ''more parties?'' Haruhi groaned. Honey laughed ''there's gonna be cake too!'' ''yeah'' Rosaline laughed ''okay, I'll go!'' she clasped her hands together ''has everyone finished dinner? We can have dessert and tea in the library'' she said dabbing her mouth they all nodded and stood up.
A woman held her fingers to the glass, her fingers stretched out for her youngest son. A boy on the opposite side smiled brightly, his hand also pressed against the glass. The boy was worn out.
His usual waved blonde hair was dirty and sticking in odd directions. His eyes were still bright and sparkling, like he was just telling a joke. The usual high class clothing he wore was traded in for a simple white hospital gown ''oh my darling boy. You'll be out of this dismal place soon'' the mother promised.
He smiled even brighter ''don't worry mother, the hospital isn't too bad'' he said looking around ''sure, there's a mirror in between us but that's just one thing. I'll be out and ready to go home with you, papa and Rosaline'' he said.
His mother sighed and looked over her shoulder at her husband who was speaking on the phone ''darling, Rosaline moved to Japan'' her mother said. Stunned, the boy dropped his hand from the glass ''what?'' he asked.
''Your father and I thought it would be best if you two were...apart for a bit'' she explained.
His eyes narrowed ''how dare you let her move to Japan all alone!'' he shouted slamming his fist on the table.
The nurses rushed to him ''sir, please stop. We'll be forced to cut your visit short'' the nurse patted his shoulder. He threw her off ''don't touch me!'' he hissed, breathing in harshly. His mother put a hand over her mouth ''i'm afraid you might have to stay here a bit more Aster. I'll take my leave now'' she whispered standing up.
Aster looked up at his mother ''tell me mother, how is Rosaline's eye?'' the boy smirked as she closed her eyes ''goodbye Aster'' she whispered ''goodbye mother, father. I'll come visit my dear sister very soon'' he promised. Beatrice swiftly took her husband's arm.
''Beatrice dear-''
''-I'm scared Roland'' she clung tighter as they exited the hospital and sat in the limo ''just give him some time darling. You know...what happens...when they're alone together for too long'' he said. She nodded looking back as the car moved forward then past the sign that read "London Juvenile Asylum"
Ethel looked down at Rosaline ''your friends seem very nice'' she said softly, brushing Rosaline's hair.
About an hour ago they had all ate dessert and left ''I think so too. I'm in the twins and Haruhi's class tomorrow so i'm excited'' Rosaline clasped her hands together looking into the vanity.
Ethel smiled ''i'm glad you're taking everything so well Milady'' she said putting the brush down. Rosaline stood up, her housemaid picked up the nightgown from the bed ''Milady, please get undressed'' Ethel said. Rosaline pulled away the ribbon around her waist then pulled the zipper from her side down before letting the dress drop to the floor.
She stepped away from it, now naked, she pulled her long hair over her right shoulder and pulled her fingers through her silky strands. Ethel sucked in a breath, no matter how many times she had seen her Mistress naked, it never failed to shock her.
Long deep red scars covered her entire back side, on her right side, she bore a brand ''it's rude to stare'' Rosaline snapped, Ethel looked up, her eyes wide as the young mistress was glaring at her through the reflection of the mirror ''my apologizes Milady'' she bowed swiftly clothing her carefully ''it doesn't hurt anymore'' Rosaline added softly.
Ethel grimaced ''I shouldn't have looked, it was none of my business'' she said apologetically
''I wish for a cup of tea before bed'' the young Baudelaire asked fixing the plain white nightgown she wore.
Ethel bowed and walked out the door. Rosaline took a deep breath, she didn't mean to snap at Ethel, she was just self conscious about her scars. Just another ugly reminder of what she ran away from. She kept looking in the mirror, she was beautiful and she knew it.
She didn't flaunt it like others though, from the front the only flaw she had was the bandage over her eye.
The tipping point that caused her to come to Japan, she removed the bandage and let it fall on her vanity. She rubbed her eye and blinked a few times trying to get the blur out only to fail. She sighed staring at herself in the mirror, narrowing in on her flaws. The scar that was barely visible on her neck that stretched down to her spine, the tiny scar on her left eyebrow, almost invisible.
The most visible was her left eye. A thin scar on her top eyelid, only visible when she blinks and the fact her usual rose colored eyes were a milky pink color, clouded by fog that covered her iris. She groaned at the sudden pang that hit her forehead, she bend of the table and held her head.
"You look so beautiful sister"
Rosaline panted ''stop'' she whispered, her teeth ground together as the pain worsened.
"Darkness. Darkness. Darkness envelopes me. But it's only you...Rosaline... I desire you!"
Her head felt like it would to explode ''s-stop it!'' she screamed shaking her head.
Tears and sweat fell from her face as she trashed around. Her arms knocked all her brushes, perfume and jewelry boxes. Her favorite music fell open, she panted as the soft tinkling of the music box made the pain go away. She panted harshly picking up the antique music box. A thin ballerina spun in a slow circle to the music.
That voice...that voice scares me...
''Sister?'' Rosaline looked up, it was him.
Behind her, no...it couldn't be. The boy in the reflection smirked ''you look beautiful'' he purred.
Rosaline's eyes widened ''g-go away'' she whispered tears reappearing in her eyes and rapidly flowing down her cheeks. ''GO AWAY!'' she screamed throwing the music box at the mirror sobbing as the mirror shattered everywhere.
"look closely now, and do exactly like I do. Then you'll look even more beautiful"
Ethel walked down the stairs, the picture of her mistress's back etched into her mind.
Night after night she was sure she could draw each delicate line by memory. She knew the stories, that was the worst part of the ordeal. She knew where each scar came from, who did it and why they did it.
"Miss Ethel?" a soft voice pulled her from her thoughts. It was Ian, the chef that the family hires "y-yes? What is it?" she stuttered "are you alright?" he asked. Ian was an older man that was losing hair. He was dressed to go home "of course" I said preparing tea "you're shaking, what's wrong?" Ian questioned.
She clenched my hands "I'm worried about Miss Rosaline. I'm afraid this won't work" she muttered.
Ian nodded "we're all worried about the little one. Do you think taking her away from her family was the best idea for the young mistress?" he wondered.
Ethel shook her head vigorously steeping the tea leaves "of course it was. Better than being back there where he is" she said angrily "but he's her brother" Ian coaxed "yes the one that blinded her!" she snapped.
A loud crashing came from upstairs "Milady!" they both said.
"go home Ian" Ethel said sternly as she picked up the silver tray and walked up the stairs.
By the time she reached the door, she heard sobbing "milady?" Ethel opened the door "Rosaline!" she screamed dropping the tray.
She didn't turn, Ethel ran towards her. Rosaline looked as if she saw a ghost, her hair was sticking to her face, clung by swear. Her mouth wide open. Her reflection in strange places made by the broken mirror,all as horrified as she was. Her hand clung around a shard of mirror, it was held up about to plunge into her left eye.
Ethel gasped "no...not again" she whispered.
"Rosaline!" she cried as the girl looked over "oh god" she whispered falling to her knees "let it go" Ethel whispered holding Rosaline in her arms using one hand to try to wrestle the piece of broken glass out of her hands. Rosaline squirmed in her grasp ''make him go away'' she sobbed clinging to Ethel's shirt ''shhh, stop crying Rosaline'' Ethel soothed as she grew quiet and cried softly.
''I'm sorry, i'm so sorry'' Rosaline whispered ''it's okay'' Ethel whispered ''it's okay'' she repeated softly ''don't...please don't leave me Ethel'' she whispered. Ethel's eyes hardened.
''I wont''
So sorry it's been a while, just had one of those weeks where you did absolutely nothing.
I hoped you liked this, I had a lot fun writing and please support me and my stories (:
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