Holy crap, I'm on a roll with this. =D
Disclaimer: As if. I don't own the Host Club. I just like eating cake with Hunny from time to time.
Chapter 2: Addy
One month. That's how long it's been. Grammy died. Adele panicked. Mom and I coming back to America. Cleaning. Selling the house. Everything happened in only a month. And I wasn't there fast enough. I could cry, I could become numb for a while, but I needed to be strong, for Adele, for Momma, for Aunt Annie.
I still remember the first night after we got in. The three of us cried together in that pink house. It had once been so warm, so inviting, but now? Now it was just… cold. It felt like the memories were freezing in place.
Cleaning had been tearful and difficult. We saved Grammy's room for last, but I say the old room with our old toys was my most painful. Amazing how these things held no significance to me before suddenly seemed more valuable than gold.
The funeral was beautiful, with purples and whites. Grammy loved purple. Adele and I dressed in purple. Adele in her concert dress, a beautiful purple thing. Her glasses had purple frames, her nails were purple, and her shoes were black. Adele would have been so much more beautiful if her eyes weren't puffy. I was in my purple concert blouse, black pants, black shoes, and purple necklace. I even painted my nails purple and had special purple contacts mailed in.
We went back to Japan, Adele quickly learning the language and adjusting. The dogs came with us, and slept with Adele. The days without Mom were so much fuller now.
The teachers insisted I take the month off to recover, but I was still mailed my homework. Normally Mom was gone before I woke up, and would only be home in time for dinner. I was used to being alone, and I treasured my time alone, but lately, I'd gotten so fond of having my other half be here with me.
That brought back memories from middle school without Adele. I had been in the same class as the Hitachiin twins, even then. I didn't talk to many, and my heart would break when I saw them still so close.
'You're so depressed.' The twins had said together. It was a cold winter day, and only them, myself, and a handful of others had come today.
'You've been separated from each other before, right? That's how I feel. My other half in on the other side of the world.' That was it. That was also the longest conversation I had ever held with the Hitachiin twins.
A month later and we ended up here. At my high school. Acting like wierdos.
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Why does that NOT surprise me? At any rate, we were just leaving the epitome of the pink chandelier sweatshop to head home. I was hungry, we needed to prepare for 'Operation: Music Room 3,' and above that, we now had three dogs to care for and one of them was the yorkie-poo I'd received only a year after I came to Japan.
Her name is Doodles, the sweet little black-n-brown thing she is.
At any rate, we were walking back, right? Yeah, we live close enough to walk but too far for my liking. I'm lazy, so sue me! On second thought, don't. I don't have that kind of money readily available after my doll collecting and anime stuff and hot yaoi- wait. You never saw that last part.
I'm serious.
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Nevermind. At any rate, I was humming the Mission: Impossible theme song before suddenly stabbing my own twin in the shoulder with my pointer finger. After a brief glare, she looked at me.
"What, Addy?"
"YOU, my dear friend, are ARTHUR KIRKLAND! KING OF THE BRITS!"
"So what does that make you?
"The totally AWESOME KINGDOM OF PRUSSIA! Hell yeah."
"Wasn't Prussia dissolved as a nation into Germany and those places?"
"Hell no, I wasn't. I'm still totally awesome, just like Gilbird. Speaking of which, want to see me five meters?"
At this moment in time, a mother pulled her little kid away from us just as Adele began laughing hysterically.
"NO! But hey, look, unicorn!" We kept laughing and before we knew it-
"Oh hey, we passed our house."
"You act like that's a normal thing."
"It is."
"How long have you lived here? And you STILL walk past our house without noticing?"
"I'm telling you, it's the burrito conspiracy." She laughed and we back-tracked to our house and opened the front door, only to be promptly lick-attacked by Doodles and barked at by the dachshunds. They were never my kind of dog, but still, they were cute.
Damn little ankle biters they are, they were cute. At any rate, I scooped up Doodles and let the dogs outside, leaving Adele to do whatever the hell she does when I'm not around. I know what I do when SHE'S not around, but we're not going into THAT.
You dirty-minded people, you. Get your heads out of the gutter.
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Then tell me how to do it, because I have no clue. Anyway, I went scouring the house for my twin, and upon finding her in the kitchen, proceeded to yell at the top of my lungs.
"I FOUND WALDO!" Unoriginal? Maybe. The look on her face? Absolutely and unequivocally priceless. Insert deviant art happy face here.
"Addy, I believe you have lost your mind."
"Did I even have it to begin with?"
"I know you were born with it, but what happened to it?"
"It was Colonel Mustard in the Parlor with the Candle Stick." Adele giggled.
"Candle stick." I laughed too. Ah, our dirty minds seem to fit together like birds of a feather because we'll be friends FOREVER~! Yep, I have lost it. No, you don't need to remind me. I opened the fridge and looked around, moving some random stuff out of the way until I found what I was looking for.
"YES! So that's where Mom has been hiding the soda, behind the milk. Sneaky, Mom, but not sneaky enough." I beamed, pulling out a Pepsi and tossing a Dr. Pepper at Adele. We popped open our cans and took swigs in unison before setting our pops on the counter. I went to a cabinet and pulled out some ramen.
"You know, we really do need to go food shopping, Addy."
"Seriously. We'll do that tomorrow. Right now, we shall eat the noodles of the Gods!"
"No, they're noodles of the fairies. Popcorn is from the Gods."
"We should have popcorn, too, just to make things fun." I set up the pot and began cooking, just one of my talents. I can't cook regular food very well, but I make a mean pumpkin pie. I also put on the kettle for tea, suddenly in the mood for Earl Grey. Adele grabbed her pop and left the room while I cooked, but I finished mine in a few more swigs. Before long, food was done and I had called Adele back in the kitchen. Apparently she had just let the dogs back in, because they were tangling around my legs and sniffing the air. Doodles was looking at me expectantly, so I pulled some dog biscuits out from the cabinet and tossed them to the dogs before dishing up some ramen (haha chicken flavor) with tea.
"Well, these smell amazing. Not as good as burritos, but still pretty amazing." Adele was sizing up my food again. She knows that my diet when she wasn't around was Cheerios, ramen, popcorn, poptarts, and whatever candy I happened to pick up that week, right?
"You know, I heard a couple of girls gossiping in class about the twins doing some hot 'forbidden love' stuff with each other in the Host Club. Remind me to take pictures and sell them on eBay to yaoi fangirls." I commented. Adele gave me 'the look.'
"You're not going to enjoy it?"
"Oh, I will, believe me. I just see a money-making opportunity. You can ALWAYS get money out of fangirls for the right thing. I like how Kyoya thinks."
"Kyoya?"
"Yeah. Apparently he takes candid camera shots of the Host Club, then sells them to make money for the Host Club. He sure knows how to sucker money from fans."
"Is that what's in that black book of his?"
"No idea. No one knows, actually."
"We should bring maple syrup with us. It'll be awesome."
"THAT'S THE AWESOME ME'S WORD, BITCH!"
"I will CURSE YOU WITH MY BLACK MAGIC!"
"What will you do, make a portal to unawesome Russia?"
"Yes I will! Then I will let him rape you and laugh!" Ah, Hetalia references. I still remember when I got the whole school in on it before I left for here. Good times, good times. We laughed and finished eating before glancing up at the clock. Huh? We still had a good five hours before 'bed,' and another two after that before I would get tired enough TO sleep.
"Let's do something."
"Like what?"
"Go skinny dipping?"
"Ew, no. Build a dollhouse?"
"Order stuff online?"
"Read fanfiction?"
"Play video games?"
"Go shopping?"
"Go to the dollar store?"
"Have a lightsaber fight?"
"Let's go to the craft store, buy stuff to BUILD fake swords, then take them to school and have a fight in the hallway with them."
"No thanks. I'll be upstairs, doing 'homework.' As if, I'm going to go looking at crap online."
"HAVE FUN~! If you go to websites, use spyware protection to stop viruses!" I laughed as Adele gave me the look of 'you-have-so-got-to-be-kidding-me-I'm-related-to-this-thing-oh-god' before disappearing up the stairs.
Or was that the 'I have another idea that involves protection and a very hot guy' look?
Dear god, my mind is effed up, isn't it?
Don't answer that, please don 't.
I set Lappy up in the living room, feeling Doodles jump onto my back and sneeze while I laid on my stomach in front of my computer. "Oh hey, Doodles, how you doing?"
"Aroof."
"That's good to hear. How are you with the new dogs around the house?"
"Aroof." Ah, my fake conversations with my dog. I loved gabbing with Doodles when Adele wasn't around. I messed around a little more online before popping in a Nancy Drew game and playing that. I sat on the half-chair with the huge ottoman and laid back, situating Doodles between me and the machine as I made Nancy go through the creepy Bolet family garden. Ah, Legend of the Crystal Skull never failed to entertain me. It was a favorite, coming in second only to Phantom of Venice and closely followed by Danger on Deception Island. I played a little more and squinted at the time.
Damn, that late already? I closed my laptop and let Doodles outside again before going upstairs. Adele was playing some music from her iPod, so I went to my room.
"Okay, checklist for Operation: Music Room 3. Camera? Check. My own tea packet? Check. Tape recorder? Check. Cell phone? Check. Something red? My red scarf and check. Smoke bomb for quick escape? Check, check, and check." I smiled at my progress, then made the trek downstairs to retrieve my dog and laptop before coming back to my room. It was a black on red theme and fit me well. It wasn't really dark, more like oriental. I set Lappy up on my bed and surfed the web a bit more before hearing Mom pull up to the driveway. I checked the time.
"Holy son of a scone! Two in the morning? Goodnight, Addy!" Adele called. I called back my goodnight before closing Lappy as I heard Mom come into the house. I rolled over, feeling my little Doodles curl into my tummy as I felt myself drift away, with only one thought plaguing my mind.
What the hell have I just gotten myself and my sister into?
Another one popped into my head just as I was teetering on the edge between the waking world and the dream realm.
I swear to god, no one had better wake me up tomorrow if they're not Mom, Adele, or Doodles. I'm tired of shitty wake up calls from random marketers. Adele still owes me an effing cake for earlier. Oh well, we'll work on that later. I hope it's chocolate…
So with that, I call this chapter good and done. Next one will be back with Adele and her thoughts.
Addy: Running with scissors! Running with scissors! Ru- oops.
Adele: You. Cut. My. Hair. DIE!
Addy: RUN!
-panic ensues, leaving both of them in torn uniforms-
Addy:...Well, that was fun.
Adele: You owe me play dough now.
Well then, see you all next time!