Oneesan Fujioka

Hello! My name is Sherri!

I do not own OHSHC, Not what so ever. I probably would have never been able to come up with such a brilliant idea.   Besides, if I did own it, there would be a season 2 by now.

Where is she?

  Haruhi looked around the crowded train station, standing beside her father.

She should be here by now. ..

Head swinging this way and that both father and daughter's eyes scanned the room in search for the missing piece of their family.

Come on...
She isn't hurt is she?  Oh my God ! What if  she's lost! What if she's been kidnapped....?!   Her captors are probably laughing at us right now. What if they're harming nee-chan?...

Frown creasing her face, Haruhi was so stuck in her thoughts that had it not been for her dad, she would have missed the flash of dark hair signaling the the arrival of her sister.   Yes there were tons of people around with dark hair, but the flash she had seen was different. Both Father and daughter jumped forward, sending the group of three to the ground.  Paying no mind to the annoyed  people swerving around there pile, Haruhi sucked up every detail she could of her sister as said girl laughed and pushed herself up to her elbows.  Her curly brown hair, so like Haruhi's (in colour) own had been cut down to her shoulders. And dyed!! From about mid way down and the rest of the way down it had been bleached to a dirty blonde colour. Looking into her sisters eyes, Haruhi smiled, looking into eyes reflecting her own.

   Sherri Fujioka was Haruhi's twin sister.  She had never been mentioned to the host club, if only because she had never been topic mentioned.  The reason Sherri hadn't been around is because she had been on an overseas art scholarship for the better part of the last two years.  For the first year she had gone to France, then moving on to America.  The young girls was already fluent in French, Spanish, English, and Japanese ( but that was her native tongue so it didn't  completely count).  She had of course kept in touch with her family over the years she was gone, but that didn't mean she wasn't missed.

  It used to be that Haruhi and Sherri were unable to be  told apart by their looks alone. Even then it was hard to because despite the fact the they weren't the same person, they were still very much alike.  Sherri and Haruhi were very much alike in personality, the difference probably being that while Haruhi was not that good with kids and indifferent with animals, Sherri was amazing with them.  And while Haruhi was more intelligent academic wise, Sherri was the one with more skill in the artistic department.

But now, Sherri would be attending Ouran with Haruhi.  They were even going to be in the same class!!

Tuning back into the real world around her Haruhi watched as her dad smiled at her sister, and helped her up.  Getting up her self Haruhi took her sisters hand and walked with her family towards the exit, feeling inexplicably happy.  Nee-chan is home.....at last.

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The next day Haruhi walked casually into class 1A.  Plopping her bag beside her seat, and sitting herself down on the seat behind Thing 1 and Thing 2, Haruhi faced the front of the room, waiting patiently for their Professor to introduce her sister.  As she waited, Haruhi noticed that the twins had rotated in their seats, and were now facing her.  Staring blankly at them, she waited for them to ask her what ever it was they wanted to ask about . Finally, the one on the right, Hikaru, opened his mouth to speak.

" Say, Haruhi-" He began.

"What was the rush yesterday-" Continued his brother.

"At the host club?" They finished together.

Blinking twice, Haruhi said nothing and kept an unresponsive expression on her face for the span of 5 seconds before her countenance broke into a wide smile. Looking at the faces of the intrigued twins in front of her, she answered only with enigmatic smile and a finger on her lips.

Leaving the twins to flounder at her response, Haruhi turned back to the front just in time to witness the Professor of class 1A to clear his throat. Gathering the attention of his students, their Professor smiled again and addressed the class.

"Good morning students.  I have a special announcement today for you. We will be having a new transfer student joining our class for the rest of the year!"

By now Haruhi's face had become impassive once more. But even as the Professor turned to the door, gesturing for the mystery student to enter the room, you could still see the hints of a pleased smile creeping it's way up her face ,if you knew how to look.

As the knew student, who was now recognizable as a teenage girl, walked in, the rest of the class took her in.  The girl was  wearing black leggings, and a loose chocolatey brown cardigan over top of her flowy, jade green tank top. A pastel pink headband was keeping the loose hair out her face, the wavy dark golden brown hair melting into a dirty blonde Halfway through and coming to a stop just past her shoulders.

Smiling warmly at her new classmates, the new student introduced herself.

"Hello! My name is Sherri Fujioka.  I've recently moved back to Japan after two years abroad for schooling, and I'm happy to be back. You may think that my last name, Fujioka, sounds familiar.  Well, I should hope it does! I am, of course the twin sister of your very own Haruhi Fujioka.  Thank you!"

And with that, the newly named Sherri bowed down at the waist. Straightening back up, she moved to the seat that was indicated to her by the professor, which was incidentally beside her sister, leaving a group of surprised students.   But of course, none of them were as surprised as the classes resident mischief making twins.

Flipping around so fast they almost got whiplash,  Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin stared at Sherri intently. While they were staring at her, she had time to analyze the pair in front of her. Twins!...  She thought happily. It wasn't too often that the two ran into another pair of twins after all. Taking in the orange/red hair and golden eyes, she saw that they were almost completely identical. Just like she and Haru-chan used to be.  Except , she realized, there are the subtle differences ...  and looking at them she found out that while they weren't glaringly obvious, they were still there.  We'll,  that is everything but that fact that their hair was styled to opposite sides of their heads.  For example, she saw that the one on the right had flecks of brown in his  eyes, while the one on the left seemed to have a mix of brown and green . And while the one on the right (She also really needed to learn their names) had eyes that seemed to be pools of liquefied bronze and gold, the one on the left had his eyes just a tint darker. You could barley tell, but it was there.  They were like copper was seeping into the liquid golden brown.  So sure, they looked identical, but that didn't mean they were exact copies of each other. You just had to look for the differences. That was something that Haruhi and Sherri learned early on in life.

It was then that the twins realized that Sherri was staring straight back at them, unnerved.  Turning their heads back to Haruhi, the two pouted and began to whine  and gripe, and in all just bother Haruhi over not telling them that she was also a twin, amusing Sherri greatly.

If these were the people her sister had decided to surround her self with, Sherri had absolutely no problem with it.