The New Girl At Ouran (OHSHC)

Chapter 1; The Beginning

Ouran Highschool Host Club Fanfic ^.^

(Based off of the anime, my own work...lol just sort of an AU I guess)
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There's a new girl at their school, what could possibly happen?

A lot of love interests, that's what.

•~• Enjoy cx

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"The Beginning"

I walked up towards the apartment building, with my suitcase in hands. I sighed quietly, "Well, guess this is it..." I mumbled to myself, hoisting up my belongings slightly above the ground. I went to the destination, about to knock.

"But...what if...she doesn't-" I stopped quickly when I heard the door open. Looking down, I took a small breath. I heard a breath hitch. "N-Nee-chan..." Sister...maybe I shouldn't have come back after all, despite the situation.

Any more thoughts were quickly rid of though as she enveloped me in a hug, arms intertwining behind my back. She wanted me closer...I nuzzled my face against her neck, all of my senses were directed around her. I wish it could stay like this, but I came here for a reason...

I pulled back silently, she had tears in her eyes. I could tell she was willing them not to fall. Sighing once more, I spoke with a soft voice. Thinking any louder I might start bursting into tears myself.

"S-she...she's gone...I don't know what to do...where to go...so I'm here...I'm sorry." Staring at the floor, I felt myself shaking slightly. It was in the middle of the night, but where I was previously, it was in the afternoon.

She shook her head, "I-I know...I heard...my dad said you might be coming...I was about to run to the airport. Please, stay...we're here for you. It's not your fault anyway, you have nothing to be sorry for." At least that explains why she looked like she was about to run when she opened the door, when I didn't even knock at that moment.

"Yeah...he called...your dad was always like a second one to me... But...you were? About to run to the airport, I mean. It's in the middle of the night...I didn't think there would be that much of a time difference... You sure it's alright...? I don't mean to be a burden to anyone." She smiled slightly when I spoke about her dad, but it dropped a bit when I talked about it being okay actually staying.

She stepped back a few steps, to the doorway. She opened the door a bit wider, then motioned for me to follow into the apartment. I hesitantly walked over, my suitcase behind me. She reached for it, I flinched, pulling it closer almost on instinct.

She frowned, "Come on, you're...a guest." I sighed, as usual, but slowly gave in. I gave her an apologetic look, but instead she had a small smile. "Get some rest, I bet you've got jet-lag, as much as you'd hate to admit it to anyone. You can...um, sleep in my room, if you want." She continued, walking into a small kitchen.

That's when I paused immediately, shaking my head. "I can't do that...it is your room, after all. I'll sleep on the couch." She scoffed, "You're too humble, but fine. I give up, you're pretty stubborn." I gave her a small grin, almost seeming sorry about my protest.

"That's more like it," my voice was quiet, she giggled as a response. She showed me to her room, which honestly confused me. "Brought your sleeping bag? Because that's what I meant when I said you can sleep in my room." She grinned at me, I rolled my eyes. "Should've known," but I grinned back.