Charlie:
"What type of plane serves pie," I muttered as we got off the plane.
"Hey," Dean said, "Don't diss the pie!"
Sam sighed,
"Will you two stop fighting and look for the sign?"
"Will do, Sammy," Dean and I said, mock saluting- only making him sigh even more.
Sam nodded towards a sign at the back, which was in Latin saying Welcome. We knew it was for us- why else would they put in Latin? Besides, it wasn't like they could put Winchesters on there because someone might recognize the name.
The two people holding up the sign looked to be butlers. They led us to the limo. I whistled, hot damn.
Third Person:
"Now remember," Hunny's mother said, "one of them will be going to Ouran and be sure to help him, as well as the other two, whenever you can."
Chika and Hunny nodded, as did Takashi. Hunny's mother kept reminded them of that. The two men- Sam and Dean Winchester- and another guy named Charlie Vixen was to stay with them while on a hunt. Now, while no one in either family was hunters, they were aware of the supernatural and did everything they could to help any hunter- while at the same time, stay out of their way. Most hunters wanted to be left alone- one of the reasons that Mori and Hunny were surprised that it wasn't one hunter staying, it was three.
However, what was more shocking was that one hunter named Charlie was their age- roughly anyway since Hunny thought his mother said Charlie was eighteen, but was a year behind in school. Hunny didn't know how young hunters started, or even how someone became a hunter, or why they would want to be a hunter…but he thought that was a bit young for someone to start.
"I already got his uniform for Ouran," Hunny's mother said as she held up the uniform.
Hunny thought the uniform was small- maybe one size larger than what Haruhi would wear…or half a size larger.
"How do we even know them," Chika asked, bored.
"I never met them," their mother said honestly, "but Bobby contacted us."
Hunny didn't remember Bobby that much. He knew that his mother had met him once when he saved her from something when she was visiting America. The two of them briefly stayed in touch.
"They're here," Hunny's father said.
Hunny, Chika, and even Takashi stood silently and proudly as the butler opened the door. Two tall men, one being about an inch taller than Takashi and the other being as tall as Takashi, walked through the door. They were not what Hunny pictured. Hunny pictured tough men, like mob members. Though, they were a bit off from his picture. The shorter one was a bit rough around the edges- leather jacket and all. But he was rather handsome- no visible scars besides few small ones on his face. The tallest one had longer brown hair and again, very handsome with no visible scars.
"I'm Sam Winchester," Sam said as bowed to them, "…or rather it's Winchester Sam. And this is my older brother, Dean."
"I was told there was a third member," Hunny's mother asked sweetly.
"Charlie," Dean called out the door.
Then a woman appeared. Hunny and Takashi had wide eyes- not expecting there even were woman hunters. She was their age, had naturally dark red hair that was a bit long and bright blue-silver pale eyes. She was dressed a lot like Dean in a way. She had on jeans, a dark green tank top, and a leather jacket. Instead of nice shoes, she wore heavy combat boots.
Chika stared at the woman in front of her, and then blushed slightly. She's….pretty. Hunny's mother looked shocked as well,
"Oh dear, I had ordered a male uniform for the school."
Charlie smiled,
"That's fine, I don't mind."
"You'll have to wear a wig," Hunny's mother warned, "if you don't want everyone thinking you're a crossdresser."
"To hell what others think," Charlie muttered in English but Sam nudged her and she continued in Japanese, "That's fine."
Dean covered his chuckle when Charlie glared at him.
Later that night, Sam and Dean were already starting research in the room given to them. Thinking that Charlie was a boy, she was supposed to be rooming with Chika. However, she said she would just share the room with Sam and Dean- one of them would sleep in the chair. While Hunny's mother didn't like it at first, Charlie reminded her that she had slept in worse conditions.
Sam insisted that Charlie join the two families at diner though- if anything as a sign of respect. Charlie was skeptic of the idea, but if it meant getting away from Dean's laughter she was okay with it. He wouldn't stop laughing when she had put on the wig. Charlie didn't think it was too bad- it was short, but the two front bangs were a tad longer and it was styled over one eye.
"So, Charlie-chan," Hunny giggled, "How did you become a hunter?"
"Use more respect," Chika glared.
Hunny looked at his younger brother curiously. That was one thing that confused Charlie- Hunny was eighteen yet looked and acted like a small kid. Though, she mused, they are champs at fighting. Takashi's mother smiled,
"That is an interesting question, just how would a young woman get into hunting?"
Charlie crossed her arms,
"Born into it. My father was a hunter and he raised me as such. I was an excellent shooter by eight and started hunting when I was ten."
They were a bit taken back she started so young.
"Does…does everyone start like that," Hunny's mother sniffled. Charlie sighed,
"No…most hunters went into it later in life. Dean and Sam, however, where in a similar situation as me though. Their mom was killed by a demon when Sam was a baby. Their father's been huntin' that demon ever since…and in the process brought Sam and Dean into hunting."
"What about your father," Takashi's mother asked concerned.
Charlie shrugged,
"Lot of people die when their hunters…my dad was one of them. He died when I was fourteen by a pack of werewolves- about three of them. It was when he was killed I met Sam and Dean- been with them since."
"THAT'S SO SAD CHARLIE-CHAN," Hunny cried, taking Charlie into a large hug.
Charlie tensed, but hesitantly hugged him back ever so slightly. Chika didn't like the exchange.
"You lose a lot of people in your business," Hunny's father asked gently with sad eyes. Charlie nodded,
"Well…yeah, it's dangerous. Lose a lot of people- hunters or otherwise. But…it's for the better good, after all, there's a lot of people alive right now because of us," Charlie said proudly.
Everyone else was asleep but them…them being Sam and Charlie. Dean was fast asleep- taking the chair since he refused to let Charlie sleep in it. If she didn't know any better, she would've thought that Sam and Dean were going easy on her- protecting her more so than usual. Getting soft on her. Like hell they are, she huffed.
"Sam, can I borrow the laptop?"
"Sure."
Sam continued reading the newspaper articles as Charlie took the laptop, getting on a social networking website to talk to Castiel. She called him VIA webcam.
"Oh thank God you're okay," Castiel said as his face came up on the screen- his gray eyes showing concern, "I half-expected it to be a morgue calling me."
"VIA webcam," Charlie scoffed, "use your head, cherry top….besides, have faith in me."
"I do…I just don't trust planes…"
Charlie laughed,
"I'm fine, Castiel…really, I promise. And I hope it's a quick hunt."
"Me too. I mean how much trouble can you get in before you leave," He smirked, "Never mind that…just don't get jailed."
"Don't plan to."
After a moment of silence, Castiel turned serious,
"Seriously though…be careful….and you cut your hair? And you dyed it?"
"You just noticed?"
"You. Cut. Your. Hair."
"Yes, I thought we established that."
"YOU. CUT. YOUR. HAIR!"
"Geesh, no need to yell…"
"You look like a dude."
Charlie looked hurt as she put a hand on her heart and Castiel laughed,
"Don't worry…a sexy dude," he wiggled his eyebrows and Charlie laughed,
"Don't worry though- it's a wig!"
Charlie took off the black wig, revealing her naturally dark red hair.
"I gotta go…I love you."
"I love you too….and really, be careful."
"I will. Bye."
She logged off. Sam raised an eyebrow and she just smiled.
"Don't worry Sammy, I erased the porn history."
Sam flustered and glared. Charlie laughed and put up her hands in surrender,
"Kidding, kidding. Geesh."