chap number 2 for i ouran fans lol idk y i have taken so long to update well everything that isn't my ghost hunt fic lol well enjoy :D
Tsukiko had gotten to the mansion and spent her time before dinner unpacking her bags in her new room. The servants certainly had made sure it was well prepared and equipped with necessities in the attached bathroom, as well as some complementary makeup on her dresser. With her things unpacked and in their new home, she new this could only mean one thing.
She glanced at the clock just to be sure. Yup. Plenty of time. Dinner wasn't for at least another half hour. Time for exploring!
Now, it's time to see how much of this house has changed, she told herself as she made her way to leave her room and venture out into the halls of the large mansion.
It was understandable that she was curious. After all, it had been about eight years since she last laid eyes on the particular mansion, and she was very young when she had last played hide and seek in the corridors. Excitement streamed through her veins as she turned the doorknob and attempted to exit.
Only to collide into a very tall and lean teenaged boy. More exactly, a teenaged Kyouya. "Oops! Sorry!" she apologized immediately, then looked up at her friend with childlike wonder on her face. "You got taller."
The famous Kyouya smirk came onto his features as he was compelled to respond. "So did you."
"You're kidding, right? You're like a foot taller than me!" Tsukiko retorted, hands on her hips. Despite her petite frame, she could be fierce and was not about to be intimidated by anyone. Not even by the Shadow King himself.
"How tall are you?" he asked, taking a small step back.
"Five feet." she responded confidently. He merely looked down to her and raise a brow. She huffed and crossed her arms. "Okay, fine. Four feet, eleven and a half. Happy?"
"That sounds about right." Kyouya chuckled, as the girl before him held her frown. "Hn?"
"Well, are you going to show me around or not? Just what do you do at that Host Club all day?" Tsukiko teased, then started laughing as one of the maids came up.
"Kyouya-sama, your father wishes to speak with you in his office, before dinner commences," she explained, bowing.
"I'll be there immediately." he responded, as the maid bowed again and left.
"Aw, so no tour?" Tsukiko pouted, as Kyouya patted her head before heading for his father's office.
"No tour."
"You're gonna have to make up for it later!" she exclaimed as Kyouya disappeared down the hall.
"You wished to speak with me, Sir?" Kyouya greeted his father who sat in a chair behind a desk. The chair was turned, the man sitting in it facing the window.
"Kyouya, take a seat." His son obeyed, sitting down in one of the two plush chairs in front of the desk. "I'm sure you were surprised by the random appearance of Mizushima-san, correct?"
"You could say that," he replied, as his father swiveled his seat around. "Is there a particular reason why she is staying with us?"
"I thought you might be happy if an old friend came, after all it has been years since you two have seen each other," his father replied coyly.
"With all do respect, Father, I highly doubt you had her sent over here to attend school, so that I might spend time with my former playmate for no particular reason at all."
Ootori Yoshio sighed before continuing. "I owed her uncle a favor. She is quite bright for her age, public schooling would simply waste her talents."
Kyouya smirked, understanding his father's game. "I see, and her intelligence shall become useful in the near future. That makes much more sense. If I may be so bold, may I ask why you have called me down here?"
"Surly if you figured out the last part, you can figure out this one." The two held a stare down until Yoshio gave in. "Her intelligence is something that could be a very valuable aspect in the future. I just want you to be her escort in case of probable events in the future."
He couldn't be serious. Just what on earth was he implying? It could be a number of possibilities. However, being the devoted son he was, Kyouya didn't object. "Will that be all?" he asked, managing yet again to hide his internal conflict.
"For now. Let's see just where things shall head. I believe dinner is served," Yoshio finished just as there was a knock at the door.
"Class, we have a new student. Miss, if you would be so kind as to introduce yourself to the class," the first year's class sensei began, gesturing to the petite brown haired girl at the front of the class.
"Hai," she smiled, turning to her class. "Ohayo gozaimasu! Watashi wa Mizushima, Tsukiko desu! I hope we have a great time this year!"
"Ohayo." the class responded.
"Mizushima-san, you may have the seat next to Fujioka-san. Now open your text books to page…"
Tsukiko sat down next to Haruhi, giving a slight wink as the teacher began her lesson.
Tsukiko marched herself into the old music classroom, where girls were lined up by the dozens for their appointments with the members of the Host Club. The room was bustling with elegance and hospitality.
And girls swooning willy-nilly at just the single word any of the boys said. A sight that made her disgusted to be of the female race, but she had learned to hide her emotion well. A talent that truly came in handy at times.
This was one of those times.
"Hey, Kyouya," she said, sneaking up behind him.
"Tsukiko, what are you doing here?" he responded indifferently.
"Do I absolutely have to pay for an appointment with Haruhi?" she asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
"For an appointment, yes, to talk, no."
"What's the difference?"
"Haruhi is currently working, if you just want to talk, wait until after the customers leave," he explained, doing something on his laptop.
"What's gotten your knickers in a twist?" she asked, ruffling his hair.
Just stayed silent, typing and calculating on his computer.
"How did you get shirtless pics of Haruhi? You're such a perv, Kyouya-kun," she huffed, walking away. "I'll be back later, if you need me I'll be in the library."
She walked away, leaving Kyouya sitting there. His eyebrow twitching. The twins dying with laughter. "Who would've thought Kyouya's a perv!" Hikaru laughed.
"The Shadow King sure has secrets! I just didn't think someone who wasn't even five feet tall would reveal them!" Kaoru added, holding his side.
"Don't you two have ladies to entertain?" The Shadow King responded, trying to keep his cool.
The two continued to laugh and make jokes as they returned to their guests.
"So, what was Kyouya-senpai like when you guys were kids?" Kaoru asked, as he, his twin, Haruhi, Honey and Mori sat after the ladies had gone home.
"Was he mean?" Honey asked, stuffing his face with cake.
"No way, he was probably a normal kid, unlike he is now. Maybe a little bratty," Hikaru suggested as their final guest laughed.
"Or has he never changed?" Haruhi offered.
"Well, he has never been able to put the acts he can now. Actually, I don't think he even liked me!" Tsukiko laughed, recalling her adventures as a child. "In fact, he was disgusted with my existence. I remember, it was probably only the second day I met him, I kept bugging him to play a game with me. He gave in and suggested hide and seek. I hid first. I was in the closet for three hours! And not because the mansion was so big."
"That's even harsh for Kyouya-senpai," Hikaru commented.
"Maybe, but I got through to him after a while. He just had to figure out that I wasn't going to just disappear." Tsukiko smiled.
A little further away from the group, Tamaki and Kyouya sat, the blonde smirking. "Yesterday really did hurt your pride," Tamaki said slyly.
"Don't be ridiculous, Tamaki," he retorted, busying himself with his laptop yet again.
"Come on, she seems nice, you're not going to act like Hikaru did when we met Arai, are you?"
"I thought I told you to not be ridiculous."
"I think you're the one who's being ridiculous."
Kyouya just stayed silent after that. Tamaki sighed and left, heading for the rest of the group.
"Anyway, I actually needed to talk to Haruhi," Tsukiko explained, turning to her. "We have that project for English class due next week, maybe we could meet up after school tomorrow and work on it?"
"At the Ootori Mansion?" Haruhi asked, not declining.
"Or if you're more comfortable going to your house or meeting somewhere else or…"
"Sure, we need to get it out of the way so meet me after were done with the host club and we'll go to my house," Haruhi answered.
"Great! Sorry, we sort of interrupted the conversation," Tsukiko apologized, laughing. "Continue…"
okay warning: i'm going to have to rewatch the anime in order to get back the feel of the characters (it's been about four months since i watched it lol) but i hope to have this updated by august (most likely mid july will be when the third chap is up) until then plz leave a review and thx for reading jaa nee :D