Three Ribbons, Two Promises and A NeckLace [OHSHC Fanficton]

Chapter 3: Siblings and Feels

Mousho stood there for a moment while Mori looked at her and back at a photo that was placed on the mantle. Mori picked up the photo and walked over to Mousho. Handed the picture to Mosuho.

"Oh, this picture," Mousho looked at it. The picture was clearly a younger version of her, minus the short hair that Mousho had today. But there was another person in the photo. It was a young boy with jet black hair; he was only about two years older than Mousho.

"This is a picture of me and my Onii-chan. Well he wasn't really my real Onii-chan; I just called him that because he acted like a big brother to me.

Mori then pointed to the picture and then to himself. Mousho looked at Mori.

"O-onii-chan?" Mousho looked up at Mori with a smile; he just nodded and opened his arms for a hug. Mosuho hugged her Onii-chan straight away.

"I haven't seen you in forever," Mousho started to cry happy tears.

--***Flashback***--

Mousho stopped at the door of the house with the social worker with her.

'Everything will be fine' Mio's voice echoed in her head. She looked up at the worker and gave a fake smile as she nodded for her to knock on the door. Mousho waited quietly as the social worker chatted with the man.

"Go on now, don't be scared," she smiled down at the little girl.

Mousho walked into the house slowly only to be greeted with a hug from a boy who was only slightly taller than her.

When the boy let go of Mousho she could see him more clearly. He had jet black hair and had a wonderful dark shade, almost black eyes.

"H-hello, I-I'm Mousho," Mousho hadn't really met people alone; Mio was usually there with her, holding her hand and smiling at her.

The boy waved slightly.

"Hello Mousho, I am Taskashi Morinzuka," the boy stood there as his father finish talking to the social worker.

"Show Mousho to her room Taskashi," Mori nodded and took Mousho's hand.

"This way," he gave a slight smile towards the younger girl and so did Mori's father.

But the only thing that was bothering Mr. Morinzuka was that if his wife would like the little girl that he adopted. But she wouldn't be back for a little while.

"Here is your room, it is next to mine," Mori pointed towards a door that was his room.

"Thank you, Onii-chan," Mousho hugged Mori and smiled. Mori returned the hug and smiled also.

***A couple of months later***

Mrs. Morinzuka had returned from her business trip and was full of rage when she found out that her husband adopted Mousho.

Takashi and Mousho where in the study together. Takashi was tying a white ribbon around Mousho's wrist, to join the other two ribbons already there.

Mousho had tied the same coloured ribbon to Takashi's wrist. The two children knew what was going to happen.

"Now with these ribbons we will always be together Onii-chan," Mousho whimpered, she didn't want to leave. Mosuho loved it here in the Morinzuka house hold with her Onii-chan and new papa. But her new mama was scary. Mosuho still wanted Mio here, but she couldn't. Mousho didn't want to lose another sibling.

"I know we will see each other, father tried everything he could to make you stay, but mother..." Takashi trailed off.

Mousho hugged Mori tightly and started crying. Mori returned the hug and soon started crying himself.

Soon they heard stomping coming up the stairs. Mori held onto Mousho tighter. The door flung open.

"Come on you, let's go," Mrs. Morinzuka stood at the door way, car keys in hand and an angry expression on her face.

"No," Mori said through tears. He didn't want his little sister gone, he always wanted a sibling and now she was being taken away from her.

Mrs. Morinzuka soon got impatient and stomped over to the two crying figures and pried Mori and Mousho apart.

"No, Onii-chan, Onii-chan," the screams of the little girl got to the older man downstairs. He wanted to run away with Mori and Mousho. This thing that his wife was doing was tearing him art. If you listened closely you could hear hearts break.

The woman carried a screaming crying Mousho down stairs, with Mori clinging to his mother's leg telling her to stop.

"Papa, papa!" Mousho cried, he only walk over to Mori and pulled him off his mother's leg and hugged his son.

The once they were out the door, Mori go out of his father's grip and ran out after Mousho and his mother. Mori wanted to stop his mother but, he was too late. By the time Mori got outside his mother was half way down the street.

"Onii-chan!!!!!" Mousho screamed.

"He isn't your Onii-chan," the woman in the front of the car spoke bluntly.

Out on the drive way was a broken Mori, sobbing and shaking.

"Mo Mo!!" Screamed Mori.

Both of the siblings were crying for each other and they weren't even related.

--***Flashback End***--

Mousho cried some happy tears and smiled.

"Still got your ribbon?" Mousho asked.

"Still go my ribbon," Mori spoke happily and broke away from the hug.

"I have to go now, Mitsukuni will be waiting for me, I will tell father about you coming back, he will be happy, then maybe we can have dinner as a family," Mori smile and left the apartment, closing the door on his way out.

"See you later Onii-chan," Mousho smiled as she put the photo back up with the rest.

'Mio, I found Onii-chan.'

Mousho thought t herself as she made her way to the couch where she would most likely spend the night sleeping, eating or watching T.V either way Mousho was going to be on the couch.

So one of the flashbacks have been seen, read. Whatever it is.

Bubbles: *Hands you some feels* Here you go.

Mousho: Why would you write that?

Bubbles: Cause.

Honey: That was beautiful

Bubbles: Thank you Honey and thank you guys, yes you reading this, thank you for the votes and comments. It means a lot to me!

Kyoya: Honestly Bubbles.

Bubbles: What?

Kyoya: *sigh* Nothing.

Bubbles: Righto then. Sorry if this is short. -.-' I tried.

Tamaki: Bubbles161 doesn't own Ouran, she only owns Mousho.

Mousho: No one can own me, Muhahahahahahaahhaha! *Jumps off table with blanket tied to back like cape* I'm the hero!

America: No way dude, I'm the hero!

Kyoya: Great another idiot to put up with.

Bubbles: ^-^' I don't own America either.

America: See you dudes.

Everyone: See you next time.

Bubbles: America you aren't even in the story. *Pushes America out* unless the readers want you in the story,

America: Kay then dude, See ya!

Bubbles: I wish England would keep an eye on him. Well see you guys next time. *Smiles and waves* Smile and wave guys, smile and wave.