A/N: rane-chan: I would love to make a one shot for you, but it might take a while and I can only really communicate with you like this (if you're reading this) since your review was anonymous and I can't reply. So… it might make writing it difficult, and I need to know what you want it to be or…. Yeah, everything, haha.
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I hope that I kept everyone in character, I did my best! And I'm half asleep right now, so I'm also sorry for any errors or anything inaccurate or…. Yeah, sorry, haha.
And uh… I'm really not sure when in the manga this story takes place so… Sorryyyy, it'll probably be really confusing. I will probably edit it later, and re-write the first chapter (but I won't delete the one that's up now…).
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Story time!
The twins turned away from me and started chattering to other classmates.
Is... Isn't that a girl? Or a guy? A REALLY girly guy… What the hell? I thought, looking at a… girl/guy that the twins were hanging on. He/she looked a lot like a girl… but everyone treated he/she like a guy… I'm just going to forget about it… I thought, pulling out a book from my bag.
"This is boring…" I mumbled, leaning on my desk and beginning to read.
"Ka-chan! Oi! Ka-chan!" Someone hissed. I looked up and saw Shiori-senpai's head poking in the doorway. I stood and jogged over to her.
"What are you doing? You're not allow—" I began, clutching my book to my chest.
"I know, I know, but I want to show you something after school." She tucked a lock of her short brown hair behind her ear.
"You could've told me at lunch." I said.
"But this is much more fun!" She grinned.
"Just don't get caught, alright?"
"Hamasaki-san?" A voice said. I jumped and spun around. Sensei had come up behind me when Shiori-senpai and I were speaking.
"You're not wearing the appropriate uniform and your… hair color is not acceptable." Sensei said, staring pointedly at my electric blue hair. (A/N:…I just kind of assumed a strict teacher wouldn't approve of it…. Hehe…) I had dyed it this morning, because I was tired of the green it was before. Plus, blue seemed to fit Ouran Academy. Naturally, my hair was dark brown, but Shiori-senpai and I always had fun dying it wild colors. Shiori-senpai hid behind me, which wasn't working because my magnificent height of 4'11 didn't conceal much.
I lifted my chin and tried to not look nervous. "The Chairman said it was allowed and you can speak to him if you have a problem." Sensei sighed and nodded, exasperation covering his features.
"And you… miss…?" Sensei said, looking at Shiori-senpai.
"Mochi." Shiori-senpai lied. She began to back away from Sensei, who definitely wasn't buying it.
"Aren't you a 2nd yea—" Before Sensei could finish his sentence, Shiori-senpai had already sprinted away. Sensei sighed and trudged back to his desk.
I edged back toward mine and started to read my book again. At least I don't have to be introduced in the front of the class… Well, I was late…
My classes passed uneventfully and soon it was time for lunch. It took me fifteen minutes to find the place, but at least I arrived.
"Ka-chaaaaan!" Shiori-senpai squealed, pouncing on me as soon as I walked in. "Come sit!" She dragged me over to her table, where a couple of second year girls were chatting. I sat and started to eat my lunch (leftovers from breakfast). "Oi! Shut up! This is Kaori Hamasaki. Don't eat her."
The girls were obviously used to Shiori-senpai's… Shiori-ness… because they didn't look surprised at her choice of words.
"She's too tiny to eat." A girl with brown hair said. Shiori-senpai ignored her and turned to me.
"You have to come with me after school." She said.
"Alright, but wh—"
"Your sister goes to the Host Club."
"Huh?"
"…You know, the Host Club that's here."
"Host Club? What are you talking about?" Shiori-senpai sighed and explained about the infamous Host Club who entertained girls in Music Room #3. "Ah… I see… And you're telling me my sister goes there?" She nodded and burst into a fit of giggles.
Mitsuko was famous for being serious, at all times. The only times I've ever seen her smile is at our parents, or when she's trying to impress someone. There's no way she'd go there…
"Ne, Shiori. Can I have some of your lunch?" The girl who had spoken earlier said.
"…Five bucks." Shiori-senpai said.
"Whaaa—? For an onigiri?"
"Cough it up."
The moment the last bell rang, Shiori-senpai tracked me down and led me to Music Room #3.
"Let's go!" Said Shiori-senpai, pushing open the doors. Rose petals flowed out and attacked my face. I coughed and brushed them out of the way, catching one of the doors before it could close. I closed it until just a sliver of the room showed and peered in.
Shiori-senpai was immediately greeted by… the twins from my class. Huh, weird.
"Ah, welcome." One said. Both were dressed in Victorian-themed costumes.
"Are you new?" The other asked, offering Shiori-senpai a rose. Both of them leaned toward her in identical poses.
Shiori-senpai giggled and said, "I'm just looking for someone—Oh, Ka-chan, come on! Mitsuko-san won't kill you!" She snatched my wrist and tugged me inside. "Look, she's there!" Shiori-senpai pointed across the room, where Mitsuko sat on a velvet couch. Two boys sat across from her, one smaller than me, and the other much, much taller. Mitsuko was giggling and chatting happily to the smaller one. She had even taken the pencil she always put behind her ear out.
Why would she be here? Is she dying or something?
"Aren't you—" The twin on the right began.
"—in our class?" The left twin finished. I turned toward them and raised my eyebrows.
"Maaaaaaybe…" I smirked and looked at the left twin, who I was pretty sure was the one I had beaten in the staring contest.
"Kaori?" Mitsuko's ashen voice made me jump. "What are you doing here?"
"Ah, um, welll…" I mumbled, getting a very bad feeling about all of this. There had to be a reason Mitsuko was here, and I knew I wasn't going to like it.
"Never mind that. We should return home. Oh, and I showed the Club the vases you made, they seem to like them."
"You… what?" I almost shrieked. At home, I made vases (mostly mosaic) to get my stress out. I only showed them to Shiori-senpai and used them to hold flowers from my garden. My wing of our house had a small garden, where I planted flowers. I usually gardened after my homework was finished, so I could space out and think.
"Yes, yes, you're terribly upset. I'm sorry, alright? Now, let's go. Grandfather wants to speak with you." Mitsuko started to walk towards me, but I pushed her lightly back. Shiori-senpai stood next to me, the twins looking bewildered but interested.
"Just… why were you here?" I said, keeping my feet firmly planted in front of the door. There was no way I was going to leave without an answer.
"It would be much simpler if Grandfather—" Mitsuko paused when she realized I was not going to move. She sighed and massaged her temples. "Grandfather wants you to get engaged, and I was told to look for a suitable husband for you."