Me: Hiiiiiiii
Hikaru: *throws a chair at me*
Me: OH SHI- *Gets hit in the head with a chair*
Hikaru: Damn bitch who doesn't update fast enough
Haruhi: Um, Phoenix doesn't own Ouran?
Shay: On with the chapter!
Chapter 13
That night when the girls and David reached their new home. Everyone was unrealistically exhausted, but they could not resist exploring their new home. It was a pretty house and each girl was amazed by it.
Shay, who had returned from her "date" sat on top of the kitchen counters. She was trying to make a mental list of all the goodies and sweets she could fill the empty cabinets with.
Violet was in her newly claimed room (the purple room) organizing her clothes into her dresser and closet. David obviously had no idea how to properly fold cashmere sweaters.
Rose was inspecting the dining room. This would be where her and Kaoru would have their daily study dates. They've been studying together since the day he offered to tutor her, but usually they would happen in one of the school's libraries, in a secluded corner. She pressed her ear against the dining room's slide-in door. Sound proof. Yes, this was the prefect place for her study dates.
Areily sat in her room upstairs. She laid on her blue covered bed on her stomach as she texted Mori on her phone. An sweet giggle could be heard occasionally from her room.
Harley was also in her rooms. She was already fast asleep in her bed after such a long day that seemed to almost span across multiple chapters in some strange fanficton. Her dreams were haunted by large numbers coupled with money signs and the dark blood thirsty eyes of a certain Shadow King.
David was lounging in the living room. Although the television was broadcasting some strange Japanese talk show, his head was knocked back as he let out soft snores.
Well, it seems that all of our lovable characters have found comfort in their new home. Looking back, it seems that the lives these girls and man have had before were nothing but a memorable dream. To think, that from their miserable homes and lives in New York City, they now all live together in a place that brings them joy.
Japan. It was the type of country that you would hear online or in your history books. You would dream about going there and wearing the wacky costumes and pretending for just a day that you were also Japanese. But no one, especially these group of girls, expected that they would be living in Japan, learning in Japan, and...loving in Japan.
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The next morning, Kyoya was woken up by his sister, Fuyumi. He was about to snap and growl at her for waking him up when she opened her mouth to speak.
"Kyoya! Kyoya! Did you hear what happened?" Fuyumi asked. She was kneeling besides his bed, shaking his shoulders violently. He sat up, rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hands, and put on his glasses.
"Obviously not, seeing as I just woke up," Kyoya grumbled as he checked the clock. 6:23 AM. An half an hour before he was meant to wake up.
"Oh! One of the maid quit today because she won the lottery overnight!" Fuyumi responed. Kyoya raised his eyebrow. Something popped into his head. He jumped out of bed and ran to the small waste basket next to his desk. It was empty...The maid must have emptied the waste basket and ate the apple.
Last night, after much pondering, Kyoya had decided to get rid of the apple. After much consideration he came to the conclusion that the pleasure is in the journey not the destination...Okay, that was a lie. His lab came back with negative results. The apple was filled with arsenic. Enough to kill a person after twenty-four hours. He wasn't going to do that to himself just so he could get a vague description of a future that he might not even enjoy.
Nah, he was good as he was. After shooing his sister away, Kyoya went back to bed to sleep for thirty more minutes until his alarm went off, and his day truly began.
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Harley is walking through a deserted corridor. It looks like she is back at Ouran Academy, but she is not completely sure. It seems that all the picture frames are replaced with what looks like bills. Each have a red stamp that reads "OVER DUE." She gulps. All these bills have her name on it. She hurries through the hall, wanting to get away from these bills.
At the end of the hall is a large golden door with a sign that reads "Music Room #3". Harley pushes it open, hoping to be showered in rose pedals when she enters. There are no rose pedals. Sighing, she enters the host club. Like the corridor, it is also deserted. The only thing that is noticeable in the room is one chair. This chair looks more like a throne than chair with its back facing her. It is a striking metallic silver with a sharp back and intricate details.
Something attracts Harley to this throne. It is magnetic and mysterious, the way the throne forces her feet to take steps towards it. She stops when she's a feet away from it. Suddenly, the throne spins around, revealing the sitter.
"Well, don't you look beautiful in your dress," Kyoya greets her. He sits on the throne wearing a striking suit with an emerald tie. Harley looks down at the dress that she is wearing. It has a low cutting corset in black with green lace and buttons. The skirt is a dark emerald shade that reaches the floor with a slit on each side of her legs that stops an inch below where her underwear begins. She is also barefoot. Harley opens her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Kyoya smirked at that.
"Come here," He commands, patting his lap. Without any control of her own body, Harley climbs the steps to the throne, and sits on his lap. He smirks. Harley whimpers slightly. That doesn't look like his usual smirk. It is more primal and forceful. She notices that his arm is wrapped securely around her waist while his other hand was on her leg... right where the slit ends. His dark eyes are inspecting her as if she is some sort of property.
"Beautiful," she hears him whisper. Then, he plants a soft kiss against the corner of her mouth. She feels her heart beat throw her chest. Kyoya then trails his lips down her neck and stops at the crook of her neck. He kissed her neck softly. Harley's eyes flutter close as she feels his hand run up and down her leg. Suddenly, Kyoya bites that spot on her neck. She lets out a cry.
"Hush," Kyoya scolds her as he then sucks on that spot. Harley whimpers and moans as he does so. She can't believe this was actually happening. Then, the hand that was wrapped around her back starts to make its way down her back to the knot that holds her corset together. He swiftly unties the knot, causing her corset to loosen. Without hesitating, he pulls her corset off completely. Harley gasps. She looks down and is relieved to see a dark green, lacy, strapless bra.
"Hmph," Kyoya murmurs. "I was hoping nothing would be under there." Harley flushes pink. She looks down in embarrassment. Kyoya grabs her chin and forces her to look up. Harley turns her head away.
"Stop!" Harley whimpers, finally finding her voice. Kyoya raises his eyebrow, and smirks darkly. With one flick of the wrist, Kyoya ripps off her long skirt, exposing her legs and her dark green panties. He takes her chin again and smashes his lips against hers. His lips are not soft, but not rough either. She is intoxicated by his scent of spices and mint. She finds herself kissing back as he pulls her closer to his chest and she wraps her arms around his neck.
Suddenly, Kyoya pulls back. Confused, Harley stares back at him as if looking from an answer. He opens his mouth, and says:
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
"ARGH!" Harley yells as she falls out of bed. Her alarm kept on ringing loudly. Groaning, Harley stands up and picks up her alarm clock and threw it against the wall in a very Shay-like fashion. She assembled her toiletries and made her way to the second floor. The bathroom was empty since it was still early. She stripped off her pajamas and hopped into the shower.
As she marinated in her cold shower, she thought back to her dream. Why in the world would her subconscious imagine that? It made no sense. It's not like she felt like that. Sure, Kyoya was very very very very attractive, but that doesn't mean she would be having dreams like that. Grr! Damn, that Kyoya and his face. Harley turned off the water and got out of the shower. She soon made her way back upstairs to her room to get dressed.
Rummaging through her closet, she pulled out a long aquamarine colored skirt with a brown belt, a yellow tank top with small white and pink floral prints, and a blue beaded necklace. She slipped on some flat sandals. However, after feeling as short, she switched them out for high heeled brown ankle boots. She decided on a brown leather messenger bag than her usual black one.
After letting her hair down into wet curls, Harley applied her makeup. She only put on a light layer of black mascara to make her long light colored lashes more visible and put on some red lipgloss.
Harley made her way downstairs to the kitchen, wanting to prepare a nice breakfast for her "family." She opened the fridge and found it empty. Sighing, she closed the fridge door. She needed to go grocery shopping, but for now she needed to get a few things for breakfast and their bento lunches. Looking at the clock, she had a good half hour before she had to wake everyone up. Picking up the car keys and some money from David's special hiding place (behind the television), she went to the grocery store.
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At the store, Harley picked up everything she needed. She went to the checkout, when she say someone she knew.
"Haruhi?" The shorter and younger brunette turned around to the direction of the sound of her voice.
"Oh, hello Harley. What are you doing here? I though you guys lived on the other side of town," Haruhi greeted. Like Harley, she also had a shopping cart of food.
"We moved," Harley answer. "What are you doing here?" They moved into a cashier line.
"I live around the block."
"OH MY GOD! SO DO WE!" Harley started to flail around and squirm.
"You must have moved into the house across the street," Haruhi stated, completely acting like Harley's flailing was nothing.
"WE NEED TO HAVE SLEEPOVERS AND SLUMBER PARTIES!" Harley yelled.
"Hehe, I'll think about," Haruhi responded. You could practically see the anime sweat drop over her head.
"Yay!" Harley cheered taking that as a yes. After checking out and purchasing the groceries, Harley and Haruhi parted ways back to their homes.
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Everyone woke up to the smell of toast and the sound of bacon sizzling. Areily was the first, and took a quick shower. She put on a sleeveless dark blue dress with a sparkly collar, black belt, black cardigan, black earrings, blue flats and a matching handbag. She came downstairs to see Harley.
"Hey Harls," Areily greeted.
"Morning, mermaid, be a doll, and set the table for me, please," Harley asked the taller, blue hair girl. She nodded and went to the cabinet that was pre-stocked with standard white dishes and silverware.
As Areily sent the table to other girls got ready. Shay came down next dressed in all blue. She wore blue shorts, blue high top converse, a dark blue tank top with a light blue ombre open buttoned shirt, a baby blue varsity hoodie jacket, and a blue superman bracelet. Her pink hair looked more thought out than her outfit. It was wavy than her usual pin straightness. Her make up was simple and consists of peach eyeshadow and lipgloss.
"Morning, my tall bitches," Shay greeted, and plopped onto the counter. She snatched a bacon strip from Harley's skillet which she received a smack on the hand for courtesy of Harley's spatula.
"Hey," Arely said as she started to pull out glasses for the table. Running down next was David who looked fresh out of the shower. He wore a pair of beige skinny jeans, red high top converse, an Iron Man 3 t-shirt, and a grey hoodie. His dark brown glossy curls were still wet and matted against his forehead.
"Hello, my lovely baby sister and her adorable little friends," David smiled wholeheartedly as he helped Areily set the table. Harley set out a sigh of relief. Looks like normal David is here today.
"Marvel's better," Daivd coughed under his breath to Shay when he noticed her Superman bracelet. She responded by sticking her tongue out at him.
The twins came down the stairs. It seemed like they were still arguing since they were wearing different outfits. Rose had her hair up in a braided bun with black mascara and blue nail polish. She wore a navy blue tank top, yellow print skinny jeans, blue open toe pumps, a woven yellow purse and yellow earrings. Violet was dressed in a completely different style. She wore a light blue blazer, a chiffon yellow blouse, a light blue skirt, yellow pumps, and a matching purse. Her hair was down and blown out. She had light pink lipstick, black mascara, and light blue nail polish.
They sat on different sides of the dining room table, glaring at each other.
"Hi," Violet mumbled. David and Shay joined them at the table. Areily set down a platter of french toast and a pitcher of orange juice before sitting as well.
"I like your purse, Violet. I'm borrowing it tomorrow," Harley told Violet.
"Of course you'd like it, she bought for fifteen hundred dollars just so she can impress Hikaru," Rose grumbled.
"So what? I'm a free person! I can dress anyway that I want to," Violet replied.
"The so what is that you're changing yourself to get him to notice you!" Rose glared.
"At least I don't play dumb just to get Kaoru to tutor me!" Violet was out of her seat by that point.
"I DO NOT PLAY DUMB!" Rose yelled. At this point, everyone was simply watching them like a tennis match, nibbling on french toast.
"YES, YOU DO! I asked Sensai Hirohito for your grades and he told me, thinking I was you, that you're brilliant in Japanese history!" Violet argued.
"No one gave you permission to go masqeurding as me!" Rose fumed. "And what if its because of Kaoru that I'm doing well!"
"Because you lie to him about you quiz and test scores!" Violet responded. "And yesterday, you told him that you couldn't remember who the royal family of Japanwas in the eighteen century when I heard you recute every name the night before!"
"Okay thats enough!" Harley interrupted as she placed down a large patter of a dozen fried eggs, bacon, buttermilk biscuits with gravy, oatmeal pancakes, fried chicken, hash browns, and sausages. "New House Rule! No arguing during meals. If you're gonna fight, you'll have do so outside... in the front yard... in a kiddie pool... filled with vanilla pudding... in bikinis... for all the neighbors to see." This seemed to end the argument.
Everyone began to pile their plates high with Harley's delicuous southern home cooking. Her and David's father was from South Carolina, and some summers he would send them to live his parents, their grandparents. The kind old couple who were nothing like their father, and would teach and take care of them. Their grandmother was the type who believed that a woman's place was in the kitchen and with the kids while the man is out in the farm and field. She taught Harley how to cook and clean like a southern belle, and how the be the prefect housewife. Their grandfather taught David how shoot a shotgun, hunt with a crossbow, and take care of a farm and its animals.
"Harley, I'm jealous of whoever you marry 'cause they'll be blessed with your comfort cooking," Areily told the brown haired girl.
"*cough* Kyoya*cough*" Shay said under her breath.
"What?!" Both Harley and David said together. Harley said it with confusion while David said it with anger.
"Nothing!" Areily giggled slightly. They continued to eat.
"Oh! By the way, guess who I say at the grocery store this morning?" Harley said, starting a new conversation.
"Who?" Areily asked.
"Haruhi," Harley responded.
"Really?" Rose said.
"Yep, she lives in the apartment building down the street," Harley informed.
"Let's go kidnap her," Violet stated.
"Right now?" David asked.
"Why not?" Violet said.
"Let's do it," Harley commanded. "We can kidnap her and drive her to school." Everyone nodded.
"Okay, ya'll do that," David said as he got up. "I'm gonna go to work." No one questioned him as they got ready. The girls went to the kitchen to get their lunches that Harley made.
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After coming back from the grocery store, Haruhi returned home. She put the food away and went to take a shower. Then she dressed in her uniform. As she did so she started to think about her life.
t was a few months ago when she came to Ouran and met the Host Club. Before, back when she was the club's dog, she would have done anything to stop herself from entering Music Room #3. Now, after all that she has been through with the club, she doesn't regret a thing.
Haruhi slips on her tie. Every member of the club, including those crazy American girls, were like her family. Family. She thought of Tamaki who was convinced he was her father. She couldn't understand why, but apart of her didn't want Tamaki as a father. She wanted him for something more, but what that was, was lost to her.
Sighing, Haruhi ran a hand through her short hair, and went to the kitchen. Just as she was about to make herself lunch, the door bell rang. Strange. She wasn't expecting anyone. She opened the door, and was met by Harley and Areily, standing there.
"Shh!" Harley told her, pressing her finger against Haruhi's mouth. Before Haruhi could speak, Areily hoisted her over the shoulder and carried her away. Haruhi suppressed her laugh as she was 'kidnapped' by the girls. Yep, just another day in her life.
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Kyoya rushed into Ouran Academy from his limo. He completely ignored the girls who gave him blushing hellos. His mission was to see Nekozawa and thats it. He went up the stairs, taking two steps at a time until he reached the floor of the Black Magic Club. Swinging the black door open, he walked in, unafraid of the darkness of the room. He heard hissing as the open door allowed light to seep through the dark room.
"Nekozawa!" He barked. Slowly, the cloaked student slinked towards him.
"Hellloooo Kyoyaa Oootori," Nekozawa greeted with a sly smile and his usual stretched out creepy voice. Kyoya, wasting no time, pulled him by the collar, and lifted him a few inches off the ground.
"Explain to me why the apple you gave me was laced with poison," Kyoya demanded sharply.
"W-well y-you s-see," Nekozawa stuttered. Kyoya tightened his grip.
"Speak faster," he growled. Nekozawa gulped.
"It was a test!" Nekozawa replied. "I knew that you wouldn't actually eat the apple, and if you did you would have to come to me for the andidote!" He pulled out a vial of purple liquid from his cloak. Kyoya pulled the pale skin boy closer.
"Never," Kyoya seethed. "Never do that again or I will end you." With that Kyoya dropped Nekozawa to the floor.
"Heheh of cooouurse," He replied, his voice returning to its usual creepiness. Kyoya rolled his eyes and made his way out. He headed to his first class.
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Later that morning, Harley walked into homeroom. She passed the open seat next to Tamaki, which caused the blonde hair boy to give a kicked puppy look, and sat next to Kyoya. Kyoya raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He watched as she pulled out her Hello Kitty notebook and matching folder along with purple fuzzy pens. She turned to a clean page and wrote the date and class on top in english in glittery purple ink. Harley turned to different pages before returning to her clean page.
"Why do you take notes down in English, if we speak Japanese?" Kyoya asked.
"No hello? No good morning?" Harley responded mockingly. Kyoya rolled his eyes.
"Hello, good morning, why do you take notes down in English, if we speak Japanese?" He repeated presistently.
"Because it's easier to study in English, and it also practices my Japanese translations," Harley answered smiling at him. She began to doodle in the margins of her notebook page. Little glittery purple sunflowers decorated the sides of her page.
"Why purple glitter pens and Hello Kitty?" He asked again as he placed his cheek in his hand and rested his elbow on the desk.
"Because I was out of my green pens and Hello Kitty is a boss," She answered as if it was obvious.
"One more question," Kyoya insisted.
"What?"
"Why are you sitting here?" He finally asked the golden question. "Usually you sit with him." He jabbed his thumb towards Tamaki who had created a makeshift emo corner.
"Because I need to ask a favor," Harley smiled brightly at him.
"Of course," Kyoya repsonded smoothly although a tiny part of him died. He actually hoped that she wanted to sit next to him because she liked him. "Tell me what you need, and I'll see what I can do."
"You see, David needs a job, and I was thinking of who I can ask and I thought of you," Harley said, trying hard to sound innocent and nice.
"That sounds possible," Kyoya said. "What skills does he have?"
"Well, he can shoot and hunt, but he always wanted to be nurse," Harley answered. "But he never went to college, and dropped out of highschool."
"Hhm, that will be more difficult to do, but I'll try," Kyoya told her. He gave her a smile so small that it was hardly there, but that doesn't mean it was any less genuine.
"Thank you!" Harley squeled. She wrapped her arms around Kyoya' s torso tightly to show her appreciation.
From an outsider's point of view, like Tamaki's, who was watching Harley since she had rejected the seat next to him, could see what was happening. Once Harley hugged him, Tamaki show Kyoya's icy mask drop. For a moment, Kyoya's face displayed his shock of having Harley hug him, but that changed. A smile broke out on Kyoya's face, one that Tamaki has once seen once, when they first met. Yet, this smile was more, more happy, more lovely. Kyoya rested his chin on Harley's head, the smile still present, and hugged her back just as tightly. Tamaki gasped. Then, as if a light bulb had went off on top of his head, Tamaki finally realized something.
His best friend is falling in love...with Harley.
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Hello! Did ya'll miss me? *dodges rotten tomatoes* I know I know, I've been a bitch, and I haven't updated recently, but I did now and I wrote a loong chapter as well! And I also answered your reviews from last chapter!
diamondluvr2: Thank you! Here's the new chapter!
wolfgirl336699: Interesting is my middle thing darling!
wonderwomanbatman: I MISS YOU TOO GURL! TELL YO BROTHA THAT BEING MENTAL IS FUCKING AMAZING! JUST LOOK AT ME! I'M HIGH ALL THE TIME WITHOUT EVEN USING ANYTHING!
Queenofthefanfiction: Where is my love and my cookies?
nightrader1234: OOPS! I PUT IN DAVID'S EVIL SIDE, SORRY!
StarDroplet: Gurl, I'm happy that you review, lol. I think I ended up doing your last idea without even realizing it... ARE YOU PSYHIC?! CAN YOU TELL ME IF I'M MARRY RYAN GOSLING? HOW ABOUT CHRIS EVANS? YES, NO, MAYBE?
Adri Herondale: Oops, he didn't eat the apple.
Synk: I see that you've changed your profile picture...*she said in an uncreepy way*
mari'rose: I'll take you up on that, and I'll keep the looks that you've chosen, but let's make her a bit older, and the new german teacher who is part italian and part german, and is extremely, unrealistically clumsy, but can still control David. BTW go up the page to where it says log in and sign up, and click on sign up and then it will take you through the registration to make an account.
Guest: Darling, I try to make ever chapter at least 3,000 words, minus the review answers and my author notes
Jetafray Angel: Thank you so much for that, I really do try to make this story amazing. I know that it might seem weird that the characters have similiar charateristics like being short or tall or being twins, but I feel like if they didn't have some similiar qualities then they would not connect well. Like the twins don't think that anyone else can understand what they're going through than another pair of twins. And I can hardly see Honey going after a girl who is two feet taller than him and can you imagine some poor four foot girl going on a high stool just so she can peck Mori on the cheek? And Harley is not kyoya at all. But thank you I appeciate the critism and I know that my spelling is shitty, and I understnad that I could always improve.
I KNOW! It's so much better than the first chapter because my writing is improving and I'm getting comfortable writing with this characters. Thanks for you comment and I luff joo.
RedBron: Thank you my love! OMFG someone actually look at my polyvore page! Tell your sister to rock that dress! I was gonna write different sceranios but then it would spoil lots of things and I'm lazy. Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuu
amasom: Thank you!
Guest: DON'T SEND HONEY. But you cant totally send Kyoya ;)
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