Just The Right Mistake (OHSHC Fan Fic)

I watched patiently as my two students fought each other aggressively. They know better than this! They can't fight like rabid animals! They have to be wise and clever, but they're just going for the obvious defeat.

One woman tackled the other female opponent and pinned her down to the floor. My eye twitched at this as I stood up.

"Good work, but you two were way too aggressive. Remember, you have to be unexpecting." I stated to them.

All the other 28 female fighters were sitting cross legged all neat and stern.

I glanced at the winner and grinned.

"Fight me." I ordered her. She nodded and got into stance, me doing the same.

She went for the first move. She swung at me, but I swiftly dodged it, smiling mischievously.

I could see obviously in her eyes what she's going to do. And i could tell from split second movements.

She did a high-kick and I ducked and swerved my leg around, knocking her down. I instantly grabbed a nearby staff and pinned her to the ground, the staff pointing at her face.

"That was definitely expected." I told her, referring to her moves, and I helped her off the ground. She nodded understandingly and bowed to me respectively.

-

I got called into my father's room after school. We live in Bunkyō, Tokyo, Japan and we were wealthy. But we, the Haninozuka family, didn't really pay attention of the money. We are specialists in martial arts that teach people our moves and I was the captain of the Female Karate Club. My brother, Honey, was the captain of the Male Karate Club, but two years ago he stopped and Yasuchika, my other brother whom we call 'Chika', was in charge of it now. The Male Karate Club taught how to do karate similar to Honey's style now. The Male Karate Club was in Ouran Academy, Chika, Honey, and Mori went to school. I, on the other hand, went to the miserable hell hole of Lobelia Girls Academy.

I managed to bribe the principal into making a karate club. I was sure there was SOME girls who didn't want to sing and act all the time, because that's all what the school girls did. Act and sing.

I am 16 years old and I'm teaching people to defend themselves. Honey and I are the best fighters in Japan, but our father didn't want us to be all-out fighting because he didn't want the world to think that we were the most dangerous weapon out there.

We are also known for being so 'absolutely, wonderfully adorable'. As a girl, I don't really care for appearance either. I'm just not into the frilly stuff. Plus, what kind of martial arts captain would I be if I came in the dojo wearing a frilly short dress and a big hair bow on top of my head with curly hair? And, dear Lord, the heels. I hate heels so much that I once bought a bunch of them just to burn them.

I shook my head, disgusted at the thought as I walked into my father's room.

I bowed respectfully and sat down on the floor cross legged in front of him.

He handed me a cup of my favorite tea.

"Miasuki, Do you love fighting?" he asked me.

"Yes, I adore it father. It is my passion." I nodded as I sipped my tea.

He sighed and set his tea down.

"Is there something wrong, father?" I asked.

"Miasuki, you are going to your brother's school, Ouran Academy. And you have to blend in. You can't just be fighting people all the time. I do know you have a bit of a temper..." He trailed off nervously. Wow, usually he was obsessed with strength and fighting. And I don't have a temper! But I do have to admit, I am super glad I get to leave Lobelia Hellhole!

"I don't have a temper!" I lied calmly. I instantly shut my mouth as my father stared at me in disbelief.

"Anyway, you have to leave the Female Karate Club..." he insisted.

I gasped in shock. How else was I supposed to teach women how to defend themselves and train myself?

-

I walked through the halls of the Ouran Academy in disappointment. Now I can't kick people's asses. Back at Lobelia, I kicked random girls' asses all the time.

I didn't know exactly where I was going since school was over for today. The teacher didn't make me stand in front of the class.

And don't even get me started about these ugly uniforms. We had to wear cream colored long dresses with high collars. I refused strongly and made my father bribe the principal. The principal told me I was going to have to make my own Ouran girls uniform then.

I proudly borrowed the Ouran blue jacket and a short blue skirt to match. I wear my boots all the time with my outfits so of course I wore it with my uniform.

People don't know that I am Honey's sister yet. Hell, not even Mori or Honey knows that I am here.

I stopped as I watched a girl who was in the Ouran boys uniform walk in front of the door. She had short brown hair like a boy.

I stopped her.

"Do you know where i can find Mitsikuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka?" I asked her.

"Honey-senpai? Yeah, he's right in--" she was cut off by the door being opened revealing Honey and Mori.

"Oh look Takashi! It's Mia!" Honey grinned eagerly. He looked so cheerful and happy here.

"Hey Honey!" I smiled, and then my smile faltered,"Now...prepare to get your ass kicked."

"What?" The girl with the short brown hair looked confused.

I swung at him, but he made a back flip backwards. He ran at me, but I slid under him between his feet and pulled them from under him, making him fall.

The short brown haired girl gasped,"Stop you two! You're going to get hurt!"

The ground shook and a girl with long light brown hair emerged on a large platform from underground.

"Oh my gosh! A fight. Here is sweet, lovable Honey senpai fighting with a girl named 'Mia'! Who will win?" she cried in an announcers voice.

Honey jumped up and tried to elbow strike me, but I blocked him. He threw punches and I dodged them swiftly and easily.

"Mori senpai do something!" Brown hair cried.

Mori just 'hmmed'.

"What do you mean 'hmmm'?" Boyish girl asked.

I made a back flip and then came running at Honey. He made a guardian's block, ready to block me from hitting him. But that wasn't exactly what I was going for.

I jumped and put my arms on his shoulders, causing us to flip over resulting in me throwing him to the ground and I am crouched by his head.

"Wow, Miasuki! I wasn't expecting that!" He gasped in shock.

I shrugged. What can I say? Everyone says my style of fighting is unexpecting, swift and smooth, sneaky, and quick. That's how I think a girl should do it.

I helped him up and we stared at each other for a moment before embracing each other eagerly.

I noticed that others were in the room watching.

"Can someone tell me what the hell just hapoened?" Tomboy asked.

"So, you're Honey's sister!" A tall blondie sighed in enjoyment, completely ignoring Tomboy.

"A lot less...girly as we imagined." 2 auburn haired twin boys said simultaneously.

"It seems as though you can't tell in appearance, although they are both quite adorable." A guy with glasses exclaimed nonchalantly.

I glared at him as he wrote stuff down on a notepad.

"Who are you guys anyway?" I scoffed.

"Welcome, princess. We are the Ouran Host Club."