Ouran's Dimension (Rewritten) (Complete)

Chapter 15

She quickly slipped on a hoodie and some sweat pants, walking out of the bathroom, she opened the window.

"Hey Princess." he greeted.

"How'd you find me?" She asked. "And don't call me princess. Please."

"It's not that hard. What kind of body guard would I be if I didn't know where you were?" He asked, climbing inside.

"You just randomly stumbled upon me. Didn't you?" She sat down on the bed.

"I saw you training in the dojo." He admitted sheepishly, sitting down next to her. "But what matters is that I found you. Man, why did you have to leave me at that weird dimension. Everyone was hella gay. And they tried to make me ice skate."

"Did you?"

"Hell no."

"Damn. I wanted to see a video." Dimi said with a fake pout.

"But I'm actually serious. Everyone was so fucking gay."

"Language." Dimi scolded.

"Since when have you cared about language?" Simion asked.

"Since never."

"Exactly."

"Anyways, what are you doing here? This seems like an average dimension."

"Can't open a portal." Dimi said, she snapped her fingers, nothing happened. "See? I'm pretty sure there's someone, or something blocking me from leaving."

"Hm." Simi held out his own hand, nothing happened. "I guess you're right." Then he got a worried look on his face. "That means-"

"You're stuck here with me." Dimi said, slightly amused.

Simion was about to say something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Hey Dimi, we're going out to the beach." Kyoya said, opening the door. He stopped when the door was completely open, and he looked at Simion. "Who are you?" He asked.

"Oh! Hey Kyoya!" Dimi said, "Meet a childhood friend of mine. This is Simion."

"I don't remember seeing him enter the villa."

"Oh, he got in a while ago. I hope you don't mind."

Kyoya sighed and adjusted his glasses. "Next time you plan on inviting someone, please tell me first."

"Of course." Dimi said. "Sorry."

"It's alright. Just get ready, we're heading to the beach, I doubt you want to be in public in that." He looked at what Dimi was wearing, then turned around and walked out of the room. "We'll be at the beach, I'm sure you'll be able to find us." He informed just before he shirt the door.

"Who was that?" Simion asked.

"Kyoya Ootori. Offspring of the devil, and Vice President of the Host Club."

"Offspring of the devil? Really?"

"Nah. Just kidding, he's a normal human." Dimi said, "He only acts like he's the offspring of the devil."

"And what's a host club?" Simion asked.

"Looks like I'll have to fill you in." Dimi said with a sigh. "I'll do that after I get ready." She went into the bathroom and changed into a black tank top, gray sweater, and some jean shorts. "Alright. Let me learn things to you."

"Learn things to me?"

"Yes! Learn things to you!"

As Dimi headed towards the group with Simion, she told him about all that's happened so far. "So, that's been my life."