|Who would have thought
Author: Mindblower1915 PM
Five adopted siblings have moved to Back to Japan, and they're about to attend Ouran Academy. What will happen to them once they enter the world of the Host club? Will they be able to keep their scholarships due to their special talents? I have absolutely no idea, but lets read and find out. Shall we?Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Haruhi F. - Chapters: 24 - Words: 75,035 - Reviews: 145 - Favs: 49 - Follows: 64 - Updated: 04-28-13 - Published: 09-11-12 - id: 8518055
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Warm, soft, cuddly, fluffy. Why in their right minds would anyone want to get out of bed is beyond me. I pressed my face into the covers, savoring the way it felt against my skin. Sleep was going to be my only break today, seeing as I was starting a new school and all. And just because I'm ninja like that. 'Heh, ninjas' I thought.
"Eve, you awake?" Called a tired voice from across our bedroom.
I pushed myself out of my warm cocoon, into a sitting position. The curtains were open, and sunlight streamed through. Looking over at my sisters' beds, I saw Grace, the one who called out to me, sitting cross legged on her bed and yawning, and the twins still sleeping. I watched the rise and fall of their breathing.
"Yeah. Do we have to go today? I don't think Maria or Alley want to go either" I pleaded.
"Yes, we do." Grace replied.
I sighed and stepped out of my bed. I walked over to get my phone and shoot a text to my brother.
'We're awake. You?'
I waited a few minutes for him to reply. Not five minutes later, my phone vibrated.
'Now I am. Thanks for that sis'. I could just imagine the sarcasm in his voice
"Hey Eve, what time is it?" one of the twins called out.
"It's seven, Alley. We need to get dressed."
"Can't we stay home? I know you wanna do it to"
"Yes I do, but if we don't get dressed within the next hour Grace is going to kill me" I said, walking into the restroom with my set of clothes in hand.
I got dressed in my blue skinny jeans, what I like to call my big green flowy shirt, my grey, high-top vans, and my silver compass necklace that my biological mom gave me. Yeah that's right, we're adopted, all five of us.
I threw my hair into a messy side bun. 'Screw first impressions. Comfort's the way to roll on a Monday!' I thought. Leaving the restroom, I saw our room was deserted. I walked out of the room, practically colliding with my big bro.
"Morning Jay. How's the emo hair working today?" I said jokingly, earning a scowl from him.
"It's not emo, I just wear it like this." He said
"I know." I reached up and ruffled his raven black hair. It was so soft, how does he do that? Is there a secret known only to the emo dudes, because I want in on it? Who doesn't want their hair to feel like the holy grail of softness? No one, not one soul wouldn't want that.
We raced to the kitchen to see our adopted parents, dad on the couch with the twins and mom in the kitchen with grace. I raced over to the fridge, pulled out the last brownie, and stuffed the entire thing into my mouth. What can I say, I'm a chocoholic.
"No fair, you tripped me on the stairs" Jay yelled.
"No, you should learn how to look out for flailing limbs" I said as he deadpanned.
"Eve, are you seriously going to school looking like that?" My mom asked, apparently appalled that I would even think about meeting the principal of that very rich school dressed like I was.
"Why am I the only one getting reprimanded? Grace is freaking goth but you overlook the black eyeliner and nail polish!" I cried frustrated that, once again, I was the only one being scolded for how I dressed.
"And were only taking the tour today, so no worries. It's not like I'm actually going to school."
Grace snorted. I looked at her black lace, knee length dress. Her eyeliner and black flats with that dress would have made her stand out if she hadn't toned down the look with a silver bracelet and heart necklace. Not to mention her honey blonde hair.
"We want to get this over with . . ." Maria stood from her place
". . . So we can get back to drawing" Alley finished.
"Eve, let's get going. We need to be there by eight forty-five and it's already eight." Jay told me.
I quickly gave our parents a kiss on the cheek, and we all left through the door.
"Alright, let's get ourselves over to Ouran Academy before the principal thinks we're dead." Grace said.
"What the heck is this place" Grace asked.
"It's soo. . ." Alley started
"Pink" Maria ended.
We all sweat dropped. Simultaneously. You know something is seriously wrong when five people all sweat drop at the same time. It's just not right.
We all walked into the building, and I looked up. 'This place is huge! How does anyone know where to go around here?' I thought. It was a two, maybe three story building, with hallways out the wazoo.
"Are you the new students?" asked a voice from across the hall. I looked to see an older man in a suit.
'Here goes nothing' I thought.
The entire tour lasted about thirty minutes because he only showed us a couple rooms. Like the cafeteria and our classrooms. That's all.
"Um, what about the rest of the school?" Alley asked.
"You youngsters will get used to the size eventually. Why don't your sisters go exploring while I talk to you about certain . . . preparations for your schooling" he said, looking me up and down. 'Okay, pedophile principal. Just peachy' I thought as I backed into jay.
"I think I'll be doing the discussing while my sisters go exploring" Jay said, stepping in front of me.
Thank you Jay, the king of subtle sister complexing. I grinned, and turned to see my sisters gone. 'Looks like I'll be playing Dora the Explorer alone' I thought. I ran as fast as I could down the nearest hallway, looking for a way into the gardens or a library. I opened door after door until I stepped into an enormous library. 'Jackpot'.
Walking over to the fiction section, I barely noticed the boy on his laptop in the corner.
I saw her enter the room out of the corner of my eye. I wouldn't have looked up if she and her family weren't the ones I was researching at the moment. Information on them could be useful. I decided I should watch Evangeline Drake, if only for my utter amusement.
She walked over to the fiction section, looking at the S's. They were on the top shelf. Apparently, Evangeline could see what she wanted, but she couldn't reach it. I became amused as she tried several times to jump for the book in particular, but falling short by only a few inches.
Much to my surprise, once she stopped jumping, she pointed at the top of the bookshelf and said in English "Screw you tall bookshelves, screw you." I gave a small chuckle and went back to my research. Only a few minutes later, I felt a small tap on my shoulder.
I looked behind me to see who had tapped me. Evangeline stood there with her hand on her hip and said in Japanese "Hey, can you give me a hand with a book. I can't reach it on the top shelf"
I sighed. A book was not enough to put her in debt.
"Which book do you need?" I asked.
"Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare"
"A romance novel?"
"It's a tragedy, does no one other than me get that!?" she looked exasperated.
I walked over to the bookshelves, and on the top shelf was the book in particular. I grabbed it and handed it to her.
"Thanks broskie" Evangeline said, switching to English.
After that, she left the room, and I went back to my research. 'What a strange girl. I might as well research the rest of her family'
After the tall computer guy grabbed my book for me, I split. Looking for another room to read in, I stumbled upon a room that looked to be abandoned.
"Music room 3, huh?" I said to myself.
I pushed open the doors and a few rose petals blew at me. You won't believe what I saw. I saw absolutely no one. Zip. Nada. Not one soul in sight and some rose petals are blown at me. Paranormal? I think yes.
I walk in and I see colorful couches, flowers, and chairs. The tables were covered with white table cloth, so someone had to have been using them at one point. 'Abandoned my foot' I thought. Either way, I wasn't about to go walking to my doom in this huge school.
I just plopped down on one of the longer couches in what looked like a sitting area rather than a dining area. Opening my book, I read for about thirty minutes before I started yawning. 'Shakespeare is one boring old dude' I thought.
I don't know how it happened, but at some point between my yawning and page turning, I had taken off my shoes and sprawled myself on the couch. 'Soo fluffy. I'll only take a quick nap . . . okay forget Grace, I'm sleeping here for a good two hours' and I drifted off in to the great realm of dreamland. Yeah, I'm just cool like that
I saw the twins rushing down the hallway when the principal said to go exploring. I was not going to leave them alone for more than five minutes, at least. Who knows what kind of trouble those two can get into by themselves. I ran after them, but their just too dang fast, the little she-devils.
'Might as well explore by myself' I thought. Bad idea. Very, very bad idea.
I was looking into most of the rooms I passed. Walking my merry way down the hallway, a rope suddenly tightened around my waist. The next thing I know, I was hanging from the ceiling by my waist like a chandelier. A very goth chandelier.
Well, it's easy to say that I was ticked off, because I was. I was ready to kill someone. Then I remembered my trusty pocket knife, Lulu. Yeah, I named my pocket knife. Don't judge me. I reached for it in my black flat and I tried cutting through the rope, but it took a while.
Thankfully, the rope snapped, and I dropped to the ground, landing on my knees. I stood, and then I was glomped strait back to the ground. A little boy with blonde hair glomped me, and he looked like an elementary schooler. Like my self-esteem didn't have enough to deal with.
"Are you okay miss?!" the little boy asked in a high-pitched voice.
"Uh, yeah. Just fine" I said, dumbfounded.
"I saw you drop from the ceiling. How did you get up there? Are you a ninja?" he asked me. It's easy to assume that I sweat dropped.
"NO, I'm not a ninja. I got up there with some rope, and dropped with a pocket knife" I told him.
"Oh, you're hurt! Do you need any he-" he was cut off by someone calling his name.
"Mitsukuni" said a really, really tall boy appearing around the corner.
"Takashi, meet my new friend" Mitsukuni said, but he paused. 'New friend?'
"Grace Drake" I offered, embarrassed
Takashi nodded. I stood up, mumbled something about Lulu, and dashed off. I must have seemed pretty rude, but I didn't care. I acted like a total idiot. First impressions are the building blocks to a social life in my book.
I ran up flights and flights of stairs, until I stopped at an abandoned room. I opened the door and rose petals blew out at me. 'Okaaayy?' I thought. I looked around and saw Eve sprawled out on one of the colorful couches. I sighed.
"When will you ever learn?" I said, and I yawned. 'Oh well, I might as well join her. I mean, how long was she planning to sleep anyway?' I thought.
I took off my flats and sprawled out on the same couch, I rested my head on her stomach, and I laid there feeling the rise and fall of her breathing. Eve is younger than me, but when we were little and I would get bullied or someone called me a name, I came home crying and Eve would let me sleep in her bed on days like that.
After that, Eve became my security blanket whenever bad things happened. She let me lay like this whenever we had a bad day. Usually the twins would be right there with us, in the same bed, snuggling up to Eve and me.
'Huh, the twins could fit on this couch with us if we all squeeze' was my last thought before I drifted off into sleep.
As soon as we heard the word explore, Maria and I sped down the hallway like we were the flash twins. We searched room by room frantically until we came to one room in particular, the art room. No one was in there. Maria and I flashed grins to each other, and we got ready to paint. Well, I sketched, Maria painted.
Today's project was drawing each other. We got out the supplies from the nearby supplies closet, and we started on our work. About the time I had finished drawing Maria's face, the door opened and closed, and you could hear an audible gasp.
"Oh my, what lovely maidens I have found" said a tall blonde boy with violet eyes. "You must be the new students we have heard so much about! I am Tamaki Suou, and you?" he said, reaching out to take Maria's hand with a smile.
My sister complex started acting up, and I quickly stood and walked over to my sister, putting my hand on her shoulder.
"I'm Alley Drake" I said, giving him the death glare "and this is my sister, Maria. Now, before we go any further, did I hear you right when you called us maidens?"
I could see him sweat drop. He shriveled up in a corner, and he started growing mushrooms through the tile. Yeah, you read that right, actual shrivelage and mushroomage through the tileage. Maria glared at me, and I shrugged.
"I'm sorry about my sister. She can get a bit protective. Can we help you?" Maria asked Tamaki.
"Yes, you see I was looking for someone, a boy about this tall with brown hair and big brown eyes" he said gesturing to a spot on his chest for the boy in question's height, coming out of his pitiful trance.
"We didn't see him, sorry" I said curtly, and I went back to my sketching. I heard my sister talk to him a bit longer and I heard the door open and close.
"That was rude Alley" Maria told me
My sister and I finished our art pieces and we showed them to each other. Alley drew me like I was a sleeping angel. I was speechless; it looked so beautiful that I almost couldn't believe that I was the model of her work.
Alley gaped at my Painting. I suddenly grew worried, I checked over it twice before showing it to her, so I thought that maybe I missed something.
"What? What is it" I asked frantically.
"It's beautiful" she breathed.
I gave a sigh of relief. My painting showed my sister doing the thing she loved, drawing. I tried to put the happiest emotions in her face, because that was the way she looked when she sketched; over joyed.
"Let's go show Eve and Grace" Alley said, excited.
Together we sprinted down the hall. Turning a corner I bumped into something, or rather, someone. I looked up and saw a very tall boy with black hair and an emotionless face. He scared the personality out of me. That's hard to do, because I have a lot of personality.
I backed up, scared that I was going to get beat to a pulp for my lunch money. But he did the thing I least expected. He reached a hand out to me. I reluctantly grabbed it, and he pulled my off the floor with absolutely no effort whatsoever.
"Maria, are you okay?" Alley's voice called to me.
"Yeah, I'm coming" I yelled back "Thanks" I squeaked to him.
I sped down the hallway to catch up with my sister, and I grabbed her arm so tightly that she almost dropped the painting I gave her. I dragged her up stairs and down hallways, trying to put as much distance between the scary boy and us.
I stopped at a room called 'music room 3'. I opened the door, only to have rose petals blown strait in my face. I coughed, in surprise, and Alley laughed at my expense. I walked into the room and, low and behold, I saw Eve and grace sleeping on one of the gay colored couches.
"And they said we couldn't sleep in" Alley said behind me.
"To heck with that plan" I said, taking off my shoes and feeling exhausted after my sprint up the stairs.
I lifted Eve's upper body, careful not to wake her and Grace, and slipped under her to where my head rested on the back of the couch, feet dangling over the side of the couch. Eve's head lay on my abdomen, and Grace's head lay on Eve's abdomen, stomach down. Alley crawled on top of the sleeping mass and laid her head on top of Grace's back and we both drifted to sleep.
'Sisters are awesome' was my last thought before I slipped into unconsciousness.
As the Pedo Principal looked my sister up and down, I got really protective. How dare he look at my sister like she was a piece of meat! Grace calls this my sister complex, but I call it the 'Im-going-to-beat-the-everloving-crap-outta-you-ca use-you-treat-my-sisters-with-disrespect complex'. It works for me.
"I think I'll be doing the discussing while my sisters go exploring" I said, stepping in front of Eve.
I could tell Eve had left right after that because the pedo became a little less enthusiastic. Bastard.
"Yes, well . . . Shall we go to my office?" he asked.
I nodded and followed him. We passed several halls, turning to the right, then we passed several classrooms, and then we came to his office. When I entered, I gaped. Let's just say, this pedo knows how to work in style. I'm talking leather chairs, a huge desk, a black leather sitting area, a laptop computer. All that jazz you would find in a business office. 'What would Maria call this? Oh yeah, upscale' I thought to myself.
I took a seat in the leather chair, and we talked about our scholarship. All of us would be put in the A class. I'm a third year, Eve and Grace are second years, and the twin she-devils are first years. We went over our schedules and the courses we were all going to be taking this year.
I was writing all this information down when the Principal asked "which of the girls are your biological sisters?"
I hesitated before answering "Eve is. The one with the black hair, big blue eyes, kinda looks like me. But we all grew up together, so they're all like biological sisters to me."
He visibly saddened, but plastered on a fake smile just for the heck of it. What. A. Pedo.
"Thank you mister Drake. If you wish to, you can go exploring and find your sisters" he said.
I thanked him and walked out of the door, but when I turned the corner, something bumped into my chest. I didn't feel it that much, what with my rock hard abs and all. Heck yeah, I'm modest.
I looked down to see what had bumped into me, but all I found was a small girl with honey-brown hair tied up with a pink ribbon and dark brown eyes. She was dressed in the Ouran uniform, but it became her well.
"I'm sorry; I wasn't watching where I was going. But if you'll please excuse me, HARUHI WHY ARE YOU RUNNING!?" she yelled down the hallway. She ran that way, leaving me in the dust.
'What a weird girl. But she was kinda cute' he thought with a grin. I pulled out my phone, and I tried calling Eve. It rang and rang, but she never picked up. 'Huh, well I guess that's what technology is for' I thought.
I clicked on Eve's contact picture, then on the GPS icon. My dad set me up with this feature so I could always find the girls. A map of the entire school popped up, and Eve's icon popped up as well. I followed the map to an abandoned room. Not bothering to read the sign above the door, I went inside, not bothered by the rose petals in the slightest. 'I already knew this school was gay, so why not add rose petals just for the fun of it all' I thought.
I walked in to find all of my sisters sleeping on one of the weirdly colored couches. I forced down a laugh, and I took a picture of it. Future blackmail. I yawned. 'We all should never have stayed up till four in the morning last night' I thought. I sat in the chair next to Maria's head, and I slipped into sleep.
I can't believe what I'm seeing. Seriously, what was running through these people's minds, deciding to take a nap in the middle of the Host club room?
Hikaru and I were minding our own business, planning a new way to make Haruhi uncomfortable. It was so much fun to see her redden, even though it didn't happen as often as we hoped. Anyway, we're minding our own business when the brunet walks in. I don't know why, but instead of greeting her like good little hosts, Hikaru and I hid. We watched her read for about thirty minutes, and fall asleep.
We walked over to get a closer look. She must have been having a good dream, because a light smile played at her lips, giving her an angelic sense about her. The sunlight hit her at just the right angle, giving her a golden halo. Hikaru reached out to touch her, as if just to make sure she was real. I knew the way he was feeling, because I was about to do the same.
Sadly, Hikaru only got a few inches closer before we heard footsteps, and we quickly hid behind the other couch. We saw another girl; this one was blonde with a black dress. She muttered something we couldn't hear, and slipped off her black flats. She laid herself on top of the first girl, like a sisterly bond, and she quickly fell asleep.
Hikaru and I got up again to look at the contrast in the two girls. Now as the first girl was still smiling, the second was frowning a bit, apparently unhappy about something. She looked like a beautiful demon, shrouded in the shadows. The sunlight completely skipped over the second girl, wanting to stick itself to the first. Again, Hikaru reached out to touch them, and this time he actually laid a hand on the Angelic one's shoulder.
She didn't move, but the demonic girl's frown deepened. Hikaru quickly pulled back. I put my hand on his shoulder, both of us giving disbelieving looks. Then the door opened. We rushed to the side of the room, hearing coughing and laughter.
We watched as two girls, twins, walked over. They both had the same curly brown hair, forest green eyes, and fair skin.
"And they said we couldn't sleep in" one said.
"TO heck with that plan" the other said, taking off her shoes and looking exhausted.
We watched as they took their positions on the couch. When the sunlight hit them, they looked like nature it' self. One of the twins wrapped her arms around the angelic one, and the other stretched and yawned. After a few minutes, their breathing slowed.
Hikaru and I walked over to them.
"That is amazing" Hikaru whispered beside me.
"I didn't even think that was physically possible" I replied, my voice low.
Again, the door opened, and we hid. This time a boy walked in. He took one look at the sleeping girls, and he was having trouble trying not to laugh. He took out his phone and snapped a picture of them, and he slipped into the chair next to one of the nature twins. He fell asleep also. We came back and found him asleep, looking as if he were a protective spirit, watching over the girls.
I had grabbed the camera, and I snapped about fifteen shots of them from all angles, when the host club walked in, very loudly.
"-and this really resilient girl was her sister" Tamaki's voice floated over to them.
"One girl fell from the ceiling! She ran off saying something about a pocket knife. I hope she's okay" said Honey's voice said.
"One of the new students was in the library. She was quite amusing to watch" Kyoya voiced.
"I ran into a boy with the weirdest American hairstyle" a blonde girl said.
"Strange, do you think they were all the new students?" Haruhi asked.
Hikaru ran over to hush them, except they didn't need to be hushed. When they all saw the people sleeping, they gave mixed expressions.
Kyoya pushed his glasses up in surprise, Haruhi gasped, the blonde girl's eyes lit up with the power of Moe, Tamaki walked over to get a closer look with sparkles all about him, Honey grabbed onto Mori, and Mori . . . well Mori was just being Mori.
"Kaoru, did you take any pictures?" Kyoya asked, having recovered the quickest.
"Yeah, fifteen total from all angles." I said.
"Good" he said and he walked over to the sleeping mass, pushing Tamaki out of the way.
Kyoya shook the Angelic one's shoulder and said "Evangeline, its time you woke up"
"Five more minutes' mom" she replied.
"I'm not your mother"
"That's what you always say"
"Open your eyes."
She opened them to reveal her sapphire orbs, breaking the trance they were all in.
"Holy mother of god!" She yelled loudly in English, surprisingly not waking everyone else.
"What the... h-how the..." She started "Grace, get off me!" She said, trying and failing to get up.
"I'm too tired to mom" the one called Grace replied.
"Any help?" she asked turning to us.
Mori stepped forward and picked her up out of the clump of people, putting her gently on the floor.
"Thanks, now let's see if I can't wake the rest of them up." She said, a devilish smile spread on her lips.
I was personally not expecting that. I thought she was only sweet, but no, now she looked like a naturally born trouble maker.
She pulled out her phone, put it next to the boy's ear, and pressed a button. Suddenly a loud noise boomed, and the boy jumped up, not being the protector we thought he would be.
"What the crap, Eve?!" he turned to us, startled and yelling "Who are they?!"
"Shut up, we're up, we're up" said one of the twins.
"Never again" said the other.
"Eve did I ever tell you that your stomach is the best pillow ever. I mean seriously, you're a fluff" Said Grace.
"Thanks for waking me up. Oh and for getting me that book" Eve turned to Kyoya.
"I don't think we've introduced ourselves properly." Tamaki cut in "We are the Ouran High School Ho-"
"Eve? Eve Drake?" Haruhi asked, suddenly stepping forward.
"Haruhi Fujioka? Wow, it's been a while" Eve said in surprise.