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in this chapta, youll meet another one of my OCs. funfunfun. i thought alotalotalot about whether i should keep her in this story, and i decided to. (and now she's kind of a main character by accident.)

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~RBASA

C8: A New Friend

I shook her shoulder and she moaned, turning over. I shook her shoulder again. This time she shifted, and her shirt was pulled up a little, exposing her stomach and side. I almost gasped.

There were bruises all along her body, but none were visible under her clothes. I panicked, looking to the door and seeing the hosts filing in, curious to the new arrival. I quickly grabbed the table runner off the coffee table in front of the couch, covering her with it like a blanket.

The hosts all crowded behind me. I shook her shoulder again. She didn't budge. I sighed and grabbed my Ipod off of the table, put my bulky headphones over her ears, and turned up My Chemical Romance's 'House of Wolves' really loud.

She shot upright, gasping and ripping the headphones off her ears. She opened her eyes wide, er- no. She wasn't opening them wide… they were just huge. Huge and green. Very green. She looked around at everyone, delicate eyebrows furrowing. I expected her to say something like "who are you" or "where am I" but she just looked me dead in the eye and said, "I love that song."

I grinned. I could sense a great friendship in the making.

Kyoya stepped forward. "Hello, my name is Ootori Kyouya. Might I ask what you are doing here?"

She eyed him up and down. "No," she said, finalizing THAT conversation. I laughed. 5 words in and I already loved this girl.

She stood up and dusted herself off. "Might I ask why you are all staring at me?" she said.

"Why, because you are so beautiful, my sleeping beauty," Tamaki said, his hosting instincts kicking in. He stepped forward and took her hand. He bent down politely to kiss it and-

She snatched her hand away violently, the scariest look I had ever seen burning deep in her eyes. "Never. Touch me. Again."

Now everyone was snickering, including Kyoya, who was smirking. Tamaki crouched in his emo corner, whimpering.

She turned to me. "You seem rational. What's your name?"

Well, Vinn, here goes, I thought, kind of nervous. I opened my mouth and-

"That's our cousin, Vienna Vollomon. She moved here from Canada just yesterday," the twins said, slinging their arms over my shoulders. "She doesn't talk," they stage-whispered behind their hands.

The girl raised her eyebrows, saying 'oh really?'.

I took a deep breath, trying to conceal and tone down my immense anger. The ONE TIME I try to talk and these IDIOTS INTERRUPT ME? I failed completely at staying calm.

I gripped one of their arms (I think it was Kaoru) and flipped him up and over my back, slamming him into the ground in front of me.

"Kao-!" Hikaru started, but I thrust my elbow into his stomach. He doubled over and I seized the back of his neck with my hand, squeezing just where the pressure points were. He fell to the ground, temporarily paralyzed. Everyone else in the room sweatdropped, while Kyoya just scribbled something in his black book. Mori just stared, expressionless.

I pretended like nothing happened and turned to the girl. "Vinny," I said, holding my hand out for her to shake. She did. I was glad my voice didn't come out shaky, but it still surprised me. It felt strange to hear words in my own voice after such a long time.

"Midori," she introduced herself to me, looking at the twins. Kaoru drooled. Hikaru twitched.

She smiled, letting go of my hand. "I think I like you," she stated matter-of-factly. I smiled back.

The twins groaned and started to stand up.

In the background of all of this, I heard "Takashi! She talked!" from Honey.

"Ah." He said. I resisted the urge to march over there and slap him across his fat old face.

"Midori means 'green', doesn't it?" Haruhi threw in.

"Yeah, it does," Midori laughed. "I never really had a name, so that's just what people have always called me. I think you can guess why." She stared at us with her massive, glowing green eyes.

"You never had a name?" Honey asked curiously, eyes wide.

"No," she said. "I mean, I hate to spew out my life story all over you guys, but I was abandoned as a baby. This real nice guy, Frank, took me in and taught me everything I know. I worked in his restaurant and lived a good life. Well, until I was 9."

"What happened when you were 9?" Haruhi asked.

"Frank died. Was murdered, actually, but no one could prove it." She shrugged.

"Then how do you know he was murdered?" Kyoya asked. His tone was mildly amused, but his expression was serious and interested.

"Because he was my dad, that's why," she stated strongly. "His brother, Willy, murdered him so he could take over the restaurant. But he didn't know I existed. That's his punishment, I guess." She stared at the ground.

I realized with a jolt that that's where the bruises came from. He beat her. Since she was nine. I felt sorry for her, but I recognized the look in her eye. She didn't want pity. That was the last thing she wanted.

"Isn't Willy looking for you then?" Honey asked innocently.

She snorted. "Hell, no. ER- Heck, no." She frowned at Honey. "He's probably rejoicing. Heck, he's probably sad I didn't run away sooner."

"You ran away? Why did you come here?" Haruhi asked, incredulous.

She shrugged. "I've always dreamed of going to school here, so when I was wandering around, I guess my subconscious led me here."

I frowned. If her subconscious leadings meant something, did that mean mine did too? I had no time to ponder though, the conversation was still going.

"You said you never had a name," Kyoya started, pushing up his glasses. "Why didn't Frank get you registered and adopt you?"

She shrugged again. "I think he knew that if he did, they wouldn't let him keep me. So, he kept me a secret."

"So, you have no identity, and no idea of who your parents are?" Tamaki asked, sounding genuinely concerned and (shockingly) not like an idiot.

"Um, excuse me, but I do have an identity, it just doesn't happen to be official or legal or whatever. And no, why would I care? They abandoned me remember? Frank was my parent. And he's gone."

"Well, we must find you a home!" Tamaki shouted, excited once again. "You can stay here, and to repay us, you can work for the Host Club!"

Everyone was shocked.

There was a short silence before Midori spoke up again. "Um, thanks and all, but that doesn't really help me. Y'see, I need to find a lawyer."

"And why is that?" Tamaki asked, only sounding a little hurt that his enormous offer was being brushed off so easily.

"So I can get my official/legal/whatever identity, and prove that my father was murdered? Duh, why else?"

"Well, until you get that all settled out, because it will probably take a while, you can stay here. Vinny and Haruhi will lend you some of their clothes." Kyoya said, writing in his notebook again.

I glared at him. I was going to offer that. Now it just looked like I was following orders. I sighed.

She clasped her hands together. "So…. introductions? I know you're Kyoya, you're Vinny and…. you're Haruhi." She pointed to each of us.

"What?" Hikaru said. "How did you know that was Haruhi?"

"Well… Kyoya said that Vinny and Haruhi would lend me some clothes, and, besides Vinny, she's the only girl I see here."

"WHHHATTTTT?" Tamaki and the twins said at the same time. They started blubbering about how manly and buff and strong and handsome Haruhi was, lifting her arms and patting her head.

I snickered.

She turned to me, shoving the boys off her. "You knew the whole time too, didn't you?" she asked

I shrugged, smirking a little.

"HELLOO PEOPLE? INTRODUCTIONS PLEASE! FOR THE SECOND TIME!" Midori yelled.

I could see she did not like to repeat herself.

The twins popped up and went through the same process they did with me, in the very beginning. It was so hard to believe that that was just yesterday.

I couldn't help but notice that Midori's eyes lingered on Kyoya the longest. Sayer's words popped into my mind. 'Tis true looooooooooove! I smirked.

We all said our goodbyes. Honey leapt into my arms, squeezing the life out of me as I hugged him back, simultaneously waving bye to Haruhi. I nodded to Kyoya as I put Honey down, patting his head. I turned and shook hands with Midori. It was funnily formal, but seemed fitting.

Don't ask me why.

Tamaki tackled the both of us, screaming about two newfound daughters. We rolled our eyes at each other. I was glad to see that she was already more tolerant of him.

In the end, the plan was.. well. Midori would live at the school, and we would come with food and clothes until we found her a better living arrangement. It all seemed… pretty sketchy to me. I wanted to ask if the janitors would find out or what would happen if any of the faculty walked in… but I trusted Kyoya-sempai wouldn't be so stupid to overlook such things, so I let it go.

We parted our ways, Kyoya promising Midori that we would come back tomorrow with food and clothes. She thanked him and we left.

The twins shoved me into the limo, refusing to let me walk home on a Friday. I sighed, too tired to put up a fight.

I packed a bag for Midori and spent the rest of my day relaxing, just sitting around and being lazy. It's one of my many skills.

I fell asleep a lot quicker that night. Maybe Sayer was right, I thought as my eyes slid closed. Maybe talking, even if it's just a little, does help.

~end of C8~

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