Hey! It's me again! Alright, disclaimer time; I don't own Ouran. Now that that's out of the way, here's:
Chapter II
Akwardly Familiar...
"Wolfe! More coffee, please!"
It was the first day working as the Host Club's dog, and amazingly, I kinda liked it. You meet new people, learn some new cooking skills, and get to sneak a piece of chocolate cheesecake and a cup of coffee in between trips to the kitchen. Also, to my surprise, they had that cheap coffee that all you had to do was put a teaspoon or two of coffee powder in a tea cup, then add hot water. However, I had the curse of the Monteressa's. Basically, whenever something good happens to me, something bad must happen in order to keep the balance. So as I'm walking out of the kitchen, a little kid who looks about 9 or 10 years old gets in my way and trips me up. I go flying, along with the tray of coffee and tea I was carrying out, and landed face first onto the floor... and just lay there. If you've ever watched a cartoon where someone trips up with something in their hand, when they go to get up, it falls on their head. So, I just lay there, and... nothing. As I go to get up, I see Selly standing in front of me, her left hand in the air above my head. As I get on my legs to regain my sense of diection, I look up at her and say, "Wow, that was lucky. Thanks... Selly... crap." As I look at her face, I notice that she's got a devilish grin on her face. and as I looked up...
"I swear, the next time I see her, I'm gonna boil her in the smallest pot I can find!" As I'm toweling off myself, Hikaru and Kaoru come up behind me, each grabs one of my arms, and whisks me into the changing room. In a flash, they ripped off my old clothes and shoved an Ouran boy's uniform on me (It's wierd how they do that to another person so fast...), took my unruly brown rug on my head called hair and straightened it out for a medium-short look, shined my shoes, did my laundry, overturned Stalin's statue, and stopped the Great Depression (all before bedtime, too!). The raggedy, plain-looking street rat now looked like a decent-looking young man... I hated it. But, since I needed a uniform, I just messed up my hair again so it looked a bit raggedy, but so the straightness stayed. "There, perfect. Oh, also, how did you guys undress me and redress me so quickly like that?" At that, they rocketed out of the room to get back to their "Guests". I sighed, muttered, "Man, this school just gets wierder and wierder," and walked back off to the kitchen to re-make the coffee and tea, and to find a big enough knife to impale Selly with. When I walked in, I noticed a figure standing by the coffee machine, and assuming it was Selly trying to rig the coffee machine with explosives, I jet over to her, grab her by the shoulders, and say, "Gotcha, ya little Hellion! Listen, I've had enough of you trying to screw with me for today, so why don't you just go out with some friends, and leave... me the... hell... alone..." I spun her around to talk to her face, only to realize that it wasn't Selly at the machine, but Haruhi. As I realized my folly, I realized I was turning bright red. Apparently, Haruhi noticed, too, saying, "Umm... I'm not your sister, and you can let go of my shoulders anytime now, 'cause this position is kinda... akward." I looked down, and remember I was shaking her while I was screaming at her, I ended up stopping with her body right up against mine. Immediately, I let go of Haruhi, grabbed the tray of coffee, and started out the door to the Host Club when Haruhi said, "The club ended early today. Honey-kun spilt some tea, and you know how swift Tamaki is..." I stopped, turned around, put the tray down on a nearby table, and said, "Well, that makes my job easier- wait a sec... Honey-kun? You mean that little shrimp with the blonde hair that helped my sister trip me up?" Haruhi poured the coffee she was making into a cup that appeared out of nowhere and replied, "Yeah, that's him. But don't think he's just some dumb kid your sister was playing with. He's a genius, and a Senior. Plus, he's a master Martial Artist." Grabbing a cup of ea from the tray, I ask, "A master fighter, eh?... Would he, by any chance, be willing to fight if he was challenged or asked?" She gulped down the rest of her coffee, and while walking out, she said, "I dunno, you'll have to ask him and find out yourself. Oh, and a tip if you are gonna fight him: make sure you bring a trick or two. For one reason or another, Honey-kun always keeps a few tricks up his sleeve- and I still don't know where he gets those shuriken from..."
That night, I was up from dusk 'till dawn working on a master weapon to get revenge on Honey... and to actually fight someone with more-than-adequate abilities. After it was finished, I wrapped it in bubble wrap and stashed it under my bed. Looking out the gigantic castle-like window, I thought of how the day went: I slipped on coffee, got a free uniform, and got a bit more up-close-and-personal with Haruhi. But when the thought of Haruhi crossed my mind, I found myself blushing. I thought, Wait a sec, why am I blushing? I'm a damn mercenary for God's sake! After... well, the incident, I've had to fight for my life to bring money into the house. I'm supposed to be a hardened, emotionally stable killing machine! Or so I thought. Everytime I looked into those Hazel eyes... I'd just melt. I'd feel happy, content... and safe. Safe hasn't been a feeling I've felt in a long time, and getting that feeling back had to be one of the best things that ever happened to me. However, that still didn't nullify the fact that, as long as I'm here, every living soul here was in grave danger. After I inherited "Way to the Dawn" from my uncle Ruki (Still addicted to KH2, and for those of you who don't know what Way to the Dawn is, search it up on Google images. It's Riku's Keyblade (i think...)) , my life from 12 to 14 was a blur of darkness, deception, and blood. After I came here, I thought about it, and the only reasonI existed, the only reason I lived, was to help my family survive, to make sure they lived good lives. Now, I have a reason for me to live that is mine and mine alone. As I looked up into the moonlight, I saw two things: The faces of the people I love, and the face that will be my downfall...
I'm so sorry if my stories have been big and blocky, but I'm still learning! Don't worry, the next chapter will be better, I swear!
Wolfe ;P