Danny Stein, the American (Assassination Classroom X OHSHC)

Chapter 2

Another taxi ride left us standing in front of a set of apartments.  My legal guardian lead me up to my apartment and handed me the key and an envelope.  He spoke to me in English.

"This is your apartment.  It's already furnished, so you don't have to worry about that.  Just get settled and catch up on your sleep.  The envelope has food money for the month.  Spend it wisely."

With those words, he left me standing in front of my new apartment with my suitcases.  I inserted the key into the door and entered my new home.

It was very simple.  As soon as you walked in, you could see the living room, dining area and kitchen.  The living room and the dining were separated with fusumas, or sliding panels.  The kitchen and dining areas were separated by a simple counter that could be accessed by either room.  Chairs sat at the counter from the dining side, and I'm sure that there are also a couple on the kitchen side of the counter.  In the dining room, a kotatsu was centered, the blankets a deep red color.

I dragged my bags into the apartment, and wandered around a bit more to see what else I could find. 

In a corner of the living room that was hidden from the main entrance, a small shrine caught my eye.  On closer inspection, there was a picture of both my parents, and a pair of candles on either side of the picture.  An empty plate sat in front of it.  The shrine had doors, so that, when closed, it looked like a simple cupboard. 

I moved on to the bedrooms that were down an adjoining hall from the living room.  There were two of them, right across from each other in the hall.  I opened the door to the right.

It was big, as if it was master bedroom.  It had a bed and dresser, as well as a closet and another door.  I guessed that was the bathroom.  Glancing at the bed, I saw a note on the pillow.

This is supposed to be your room.  If it isn't to your specifications, call the number listed below and they will help you rearrange the furniture.

I placed the note on the bedside table and walked out of what was supposed to be my bedroom.  I walked to the room across the way.  

It was definitely smaller than the other room, and was simpler.  All it had was a little twin sized bed, a bed side table, a smaller dresser, a desk and a closet.  I smiled at the simplicity of the room.  I took a step back into the hallway and looked further down it to confirm that there was another bathroom.  There was.  I glanced back at the smaller bedroom, and went to the front to grab my stuff.  It took two trips, but I got the two suitcases and my backpack into the smaller of the two rooms.

I was planning on making the smaller bedroom mine, and then the large bedroom could be for if anybody decided to spend the night, as in the guest bedroom.  That way, if more than one person spent the night, I could easily accommodate for them.

Unzipping the first suitcase, I unloaded the clothes I found into the dresser and closet.  There wasn't much in the way of clothes, but I didn't really feel like I needed that much.  I moved on to the next suitcase, and found my books.  There were a lot of them, so it made the suitcase heavy.  I pulled out a few of my personal favorites, and set them on the upper level of my dual-tiered  my desk, spine out.  The textbooks that I bought in America rested on the lower level, in the shadow of the top tier.  A few notebooks were placed in the center of the desk.  The next thing to come out was 3 pouches of pencils, pens and other office supplies.

I ran out to the kitchen and opened the cupboards until I found the cups.  Grabbing three large plastic cups, I brought them back to the bedroom, and set them on the top tier of the desk.  I separated pencils, pens and highlighters, and colored pencils into the three cups.  The last thing to go on the desk were my sketch pads.

The desk was organized to my standards, and I looked back at the suitcase with the rest of the books with a frown.  I was going to have to find a place for these extra books.

I wandered back to the master bedroom.  The closet had numerous shelves in it, and I found it to be suitable for my books.  I transferred the partially emptied suitcase into the large room, and started to pack the shelves with all the books, going in order of the authors' last names.  After a good 40 minutes, the suitcase was empty.

I moved back into my room, and put the two empty suitcases in the closet.  I opened my backpack and went through its contents.  I placed each item on bed as I pulled them out: a laptop, journals, files with personal info for future use, a deck of cards, and the charger for my hearing aids.

I got up from the bed and began putting these items away where they belonged.

After completely unpacking my stuff, I went back into the kitchen.  I remembered what my nameless legal guardian, who I really didn't even know or care about very much, had said about food.  Checking the fridge, I sighed when I saw that there was no food in the fridge.  I closed the door and saw a paper stuck to the outside by a magnet.  It was a map.  There were multiple locations labeled, a few being Kunugigaoka Middle School, the grocery store, and another school called Ouran.  I disregarded the other school, since I had to worry about this first.  Grabbing my keys and the envelope, a started out the door before a slim box caught my eye.  A brand new cell phone was sitting in a little niche near the door.  I grabbed that, and walked out the door.

As I turned to lock my door, I heard some commotion from a few doors down.

"Haruhi!  There's gum in your hair!"

"It's OK dad.  I'll just cut it off.  It's a hard to handle when it's long, anyways."

I saw a girl with long brown hair enter an apartment only a few doors down from mine, and she did have gum stuck in her hair.  What rotten luck.

I left and went to the grocery store to buy some much needed groceries.

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Hey guys!  Here's chapter two.  I guess I told a little fib when I said that the cross over wasn't gonna happen until later chapters.  That is still true, but hints have now shown up!

And YES.  Danny lives in the same apartment complex as Haruhi Fujioka.  So, he will most likely run into the Host Club on occasion.

I don't claim Ouran High School Host Club or Assassination Classroom.  I only own Danny and the idea of this story.

Thank you for reading!  If you find any errors, please let me know, and I will fix them in the future.