Hey everybody! I've been pretty busy since it was the end of the grading period, not that I was slow to update or anything. I hope you all enjoy this chapter! I hope Kyoya doesn't cause too many problems down the road ;)
Disclaimer. I don't own OHSHC. Just my OC's. Which are sassy as hell.
I woke up and stretched. It was around lunch time. I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock even though it never went off.
I smiled. No school today. No hosting. I quickly got up and threw on black cargo pants and my grey hoodie. I put my ipod in my pocket and my headphones on, turning up my music full blast. I grabbed a skateboard and sprinted down the stairs. My mother gave me a look of disapproval but said nothing.
"Would you like something to eat Miss Black?" Spencer said as I rushed past him.
"No thanks Spence!" I ran outside and hopped on my skateboard, whizzing towards the stairs. Last second I jumped the stairs I landed on the sidewalk and began heading down the street. I felt free. The wind was blowing my hair back like I was flying. I stuck my arms out and closed my eyes.
Suddenly I was on the ground. I rubbed my head and looked up to see what I had run into.
"Hey, watch where you're...Oh. Hi Cameron," Haruhi stood up and brushed her dress off. She was holding a shopping basket and now blushing furiously.
"'Sup Haruhi?" I stood up, grabbing my skateboard under one arm and pulling off my headphones, resting them on my shoulders. I grinned. I wonder if I should tell her I'm a girl? I laughed. She was about as high on my list as any other girl, in other words, she wasn't on it at all. Her face turned bright red. Haruhi definitely didn't seem like the blushing type, I began laughing harder.
"What?" She demanded. I shook my head and tried to catch my breath.
"Where are you off to?" I shifted into a casually bored position and leaned my skateboard against my shoulders, "And why are you so far from your house?" I tilted my head to the side.
"I decided to go somewhere else to go shopping today. I'm tired of Tamaki stalking me everytime I go out, as if I don't realize he's there!" She shook her head.
"Cool, can I come with you?" I grinned. Her cheeks tinted pink again.
"Sure," she began talking about a time that her dad and the host club followed her to the store after showing up at her house without permission. I tuned it out and began wondering if the Hosts would ever show up at my house.
How would I deal with that? I never bound myself during the weekend. I was just lucky that I was wearing my oversized jacket when I ran into Haruhi. I had a small enough chest that if I wore baggy clothing no one could tell.
Unlike Haruhi, I couldn't get away with it in regular clothing though.
"Be glad they haven't done that to you yet," she grabbed a can of something or other off the shelf and put it in her basket, "unless they already have?"
I shook my head. I was assuming she meant show up randomly in my normal day-to-day life. "Well, there was this one time when Kyoya showed up," I laughed at the memory, "He was crying because his older brother had stolen his blue notepad!" Haruhi looked at me in confusion.
"He was crying? That doesn't sound like Kyoya," she stared off into the distance, deep in thought. "His notebook is black too," she looked at me curiously.
"Well, it was awhile ago." Shit, I can't mention that I've known him almost all my life. How am I going to get out of this one? Does it even matter?
"Did you grow up with Kyoya?" She put a finger to her chin and looked up at the ceiling, "That would explain why you too seem so comfortable around each other!" She continued to stare thoughtfully at the tiles above us.
"Well, yeah," I sighed. "You can't tell anyone though. I can't have Kyoya telling anyone about my brother." I insisted. She looked at me curiously again.
"You mention your brother a lot. If you don't mind me asking, what happened to him?"
"He died. In a fire. We were twins," I used a clipped tone, telling her that the conversation was over. She stared thoughtfully at a jar of pickled plums before putting it in the basket. She changed the subject and began chattering about Tamaki. When would she figure out that she liked him?
We walked out of the grocery store, I absently ran my fingers down the scar on my cheek. It was identical to the one my cat Kokoro had. We both got them trying to run back into the burning house to save Axel. I closed my eyes and remembered the burning piece of stair falling from the top of the staircase and tumbling down on me. I winced and opened my eyes again.
A familiar figure was sitting on the bench outside the market place. He had huge sunglasses on to cover his face and was reading a news paper. He wasn't wearing his usual high-end attire for once, but it was still definitely him. Dressed like me or not it was definitely "Kyoya? Why are you here?"
He stood up and folded the paper, "We've followed you all morning," he tucked the sunglasses in his jacket pocket and put on his real glasses.
"Aaawe! You ruined it! She wasn't supposed to know we were here!" Tamaki whined as he moved the branches of the potted plant he was sitting in out-of-the-way. Haruhi sweat dropped and I felt a vein pop in my head. I closed my eyes to keep from exploding.
"Cammie-chan! Haru-chan!" Honey ran up and gave her a huge hug and then tried to jump up into my arms. I folded them in front of my chest and shook my head. He fell to the ground and sniffled.
"I'm not carrying a stalker, midget," I looked at him. He began tearing up, his eyes getting big and squishy looking.
"Ta-Takashi! Cammie-chan is b-being mean to me," he started bawling and Takashi picked him up.
"You can't expect everyone to catch you," the large silent Host said in a monotone, emotionless voice. Honey began sniffling quietly as Mori set him down.
"Where are Hikaru and Kaoru?" I looked around. Everyone was here but the twins. "Well it looks like they have more respect for people's privacy than the rest of you. Fujioka! Were you in on this?" the vein grew larger. She shook her head.
"I never am," she glared at Tamaki.
"We're right here," Hikaru spoke up popping out of no where. He was dressed as a cashier. Kaoru popped up beside him wearing the same outfit.
"Why do commoners where this? It's hideous," he tugged on his blank name tag.
"EVERYBODY LEAVE!" I yelled on top of my lungs. Everyone took a step back. I cringed, I had sounded like a girl when I yelled. It was the only time my voice wasn't low and hoarse.
"We'll give you a ride home," Kyoya offered. The twins looked back and forth between me and Kyoya curiously.
"I can skate," I dropped my board and was about to get on it when Hikaru jumped over and picked it up.
"Is this a commoner toy? I've never seen something like this before," suddenly everyone but Haruhi was staring at it curiously.
"How does it work?" Kaoru chimed in, he flipped it over and spun the wheels.
"Goddamn you guys," I muttered, "It's a skateboard and I'm not a commoner."
Tamaki grabbed the skateboard from Hikaru, "We shall all get skateboards and Cameron will teach us how to use them!" Everyone cheered except Kyoya who sighed.
I laughed. Kyoya would never admit it, but he used to be better than me at skateboarding. Actually, he was the one who taught me how to skateboard. He taught me every trick I know. That was a long time ago, I reminded myself. Even then he would only do it when no one was watching. Now he probably wouldn't board ever.
A few minutes later we were at my house, everyone but Kyoya taking a skateboard out of a box. "Aren't you going to join us?" I asked him with a smirk, "I bet you of all people know nothing about this sort of thing. I bet you'd faceplant on your first try." He glared back at me and sat down, opening up his newspaper and sitting down on the steps in front of my house.
"I refuse to do something so..." he trailed off.
"So what?" I narrowed my eyes.
"So childish," he snapped his paper, clearly not interested in taking the bait anymore. I set my skateboard on the ground and stared at the rest until they did the same. I put one foot on the board and laughed as Tamaki and Hikaru both fell over trying to mimic me. Haruhi got on without so much as a wobble. I raised an eyebrow and she flushed slightly.
"We did this sometimes when I was in middle school," she said slightly defensively. I grinned and shook my head.
"Hey! I think I got it!" Kaoru wiggled a little bit but for the most part kept his balance. I watched as the rest of them tried to step up on the wheeled piece of wood. After a few minutes, with the exception of Kyoya, everyone was trying to glide their first few feet.
I found myself drawn to Kaoru. He was a natural, managing to go almost to the end of the street. He rolled over a rock and flew off. I jogged up to him and gave him a hand. "Get back on." I nodded at the board. He stepped back on. "Your problem is your feet are too close," I where he needed to put his feet on the skateboard, "and you need to crouch down a little," I bent my knees a little bit, "like this." I stood up and walked behind him, pushing on his shoulders till he was in the right position. "Try again."
I walked away to check up on the rest of the hosts. They were all struggling along but had watched me instructing Kaor and were now trying to crouch down. "Yo, let's go eat. Ya'll are hopeless," I waved them all to follow me. "Hey Spence, can you make us all something to eat?"
"Of course Miss Black," he bowed and walked into the kitchen. I turned around to see Hikaru and Kaoru standing in the doorway staring at me.
"Goddamnit," I muttered under my breath. Before I knew it they were both leaning on my shoulders.
"Miss Black huh?" Hikaru grinned.
"Don't worry, we'll keep it a secret." Kaoru nodded as the rest of the Hosts piled in.
"I must say, I didn't see that coming though." Hikaru laughed and the two skipped arm in arm back to the rest of the group. I growled and followed. No one was supposed to know. What if they tried to blackmail me? What if they lied and told the rest? I know Haruhi is a girl too, but still. Being a girl complicates things, especially when you're a host.
"So who else is starved?" I asked the large group. A chorus of agreement followed. We walked into the kitchen. Spencer was working quickly to make sushi and fancy tuna. Haruhi's eyes widened.
"Oh that's right," Hikaru laughed.
"Haruhi has never had any fancy tuna before!" Kaoru laughed. Haruhi sweat dropped and started scolding them as they danced around in circles to avoid her fury. I couldn't help but snort a little at their shenanigans.
"Let's eat!" I fist pumped and grabbed a plate, piling it high with sushi. We all ate at the table. Spencer came around with water for everyone but Kyoya, who he gave lemonade with mint. Kyoya's favorite.
"Ah, thank you," he took a sip, "My favorite."
"Well that's what Mr. Ootori-" I panicked and knocked my glass off the table. It shattered on the floor. "Oh goodness. How are you supposed to become heir to the family business if you are so clumsy? Let me clean this up," I relaxed.
"We're home!" Lotte waltzed in, her blonde curls dancing behind her. With her pink flower print dress she looked just like a tiny barbie doll.
"My princess, who do I have the honor of addressing?" Tamaki was suddenly down on one knee holding her hand in both of his.
"Lotte... Cammie, who is this?" She looked curiously at everyone.
"Tamaki, get away from my little sister." I glared at him, "You're too old for her." The blonde host stood up and froze with his hand over his heart. He suddenly tipped over, as if pushed over by a strong wind. He laid on the ground like a log. I rolled my eyes.
"Cameron dear, who are your friends?" My mom walked in on the bizarre scene. Her eyes resting on the vice president, "Ah, Kyoya. Nice to see you as always. How's your family? Cameron mentioned she was talking to you again."
"Again!?" The hosts exclaimed in shock. Kyoya ignored them.
"The business is going well. It's been a long time Mrs. Black." He kept a straight, professional face and tone.
"I'm glad to hear," she looked around at the rest of the hosts and nodded in acknowledgement, "It looks as if Cameron is in good hands. Lotte, come on let's go to the garden." The two walked out the back door quickly. The hosts all gave Kyoya and I a stunned look.
"What? I've known Cameron for a long time. We met during one of my summer trips to Germany. His face was unreadable.
"Why didn't you tell daddy!?" Tamaki sobbed, his arms flailing in Kyoya's direction. I couldn't help but laugh a little at his scraped up elbows. I never thought I would see the 'Prince' of the club with so much as a hair out-of-place. Never in a million years skinned elbows.
"You never asked," I picked at the dirt under my nails. I was irritated that in the course of one day, the entire host club discovered one of what was supposed to be two big secrets, and the twins now know both. I grimaced. The entire day had gone completely wrong. All I had wanted to do was skateboard today.
"It didn't affect anyone, so I didn't feel the need to tell." He scribbled in his book, I looked over to try to see what was in it. He shut it. He didn't let on that he saw me trying to look, but I knew he had seen. I cursed silently.
"But you have to tell Daddy everything!" Tamaki wailed. I shut my eyes and leaned back in my chair. This was getting ridiculous.
It took me three hours to get Tamaki to calm down and all the hosts to leave. I had successfully wasted my entire day. I sighed and collapsed on my bed. I heard a knock on the door, "Come in!"
The door creaked open and Lotte walked in. "Were those your friends?" she sat on the edge of my bed. I rolled forward so I was sitting as well.
"More like, fellow employees." I rolled my eyes.
"The black haired one was Kyoya right? He's the one who talked the police out of arresting you right?" Lotte kicked her legs back and forth making soft thumping noises on the side of my bed. "Why doesn't mommy like him?"
"What do you mean?" I had focused on not paying attention to the exchange. I tried to think of what Lotte meant.
"Well, she seemed like she wanted him out of the house. She looked angry. Maybe because she's worried you'll make him change his mind?" I was about to respond when my mother called for my sister. She bounced out of the room and I flopped back over.
Would that even happen? Would Kyoya tell the police what really happened? I blinked back tears. It was only fair that I went to jail after what happened. After all, I should have been the one to die that night.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I have to say, I really wanted to do an OCxKaoru shipment but with the way things are going it might turn into OCxKyoya.
What do y'all think?