My Little Neko Sister

Here comes Yumi!

"Daddy!" A little girl ran into the kitchen where Ranka was busy trying to make lunch, emphasis on 'try'. "Where's Haru-Nyan?"

Ranka dropped the mysteriously grotesque hunk of meat on the kitchen counter and glanced at his youngest daughter, Yumiko Fujioka, or Yumi for short. "Well, she's at school!" He smiled down at her, drying his hands on his bright pink apron. 

"Can I go see her?" Yumi asked, her black cat ears tilted to one side. 

"Well, Ouran academy is a far stretch from here." Ranka mumbled to himself, pinching his chin gently. His car was off at the repair store to get an oil change and he didn't really want to have to walk over there to the academy.

"Why don't I just run there?" Yumi asked, crossing her arms. Ranka looked at her with a raised brow, clearly uncertain about the idea. "Daddy, I'm half-cat, I can run very fast."

"But, honey.." 

"Daddy..."

"..." Ranka stayed silent, trying his best not to quiver under Yumi's pout. "Alright, fine! You can go, just stop with that pout!" He didn't last very long.

"Yes!" Yumi pumped her fists in the air, her ears sprung up in excitement. She went to her and Haruhi's shared room and into the closet, grabbing out her signature pink jacket. Happy with her outfit, she sprang out the door, ignoring Ranka's protests. 

...

"...." Yumi stared up at the incredibly pink building, a blank look on her face. "What is this.."

She looked at the doors, fearing that if she stared at the building any longer, she would be seeing pink for weeks. Yumi walked towards the doors, seeing people walk out as it was just the end of the day. 

Opening the door, she peeked into the building. Seeing a rather old woman with at least a pound of makeup on her face sitting behind the counter, she approached. 

"E-Excuse me?" Yumi called for her attention, being careful to flatten her ears to her scalp so as to not raise heads. The receptionist looked up from the computer.

"Hello, little darling!" The woman beamed. " How can I help you on this fine day?"

Yumi hesitated to answer, the woman was unbearably happy for some reason. ".. I'm looking for Haruhi Fujioka?" She asked, then she saw her confused look. "I'm Haruhi's little sister, Yumiko Fujioka."

"Oh! Do you want me to bring him down?" The woman asked, eyebrows raised. 'He?' Yumi thought to herself, maybe it was just some mistake. 

"No, that's alright." She shook off the request. "Can you tell me where Haruhi is?"

"He's in the host club!" The woman exclaimed, beginning to give Yumiko directions but the little Neko girl found herself slightly zoning off after ten seconds went by.

Now, Yumi found herself wandering the pink halls, completely lost. 

Haruhi smiled at a few of the girls sitting at her table, the girls asking more and more questions about herself like always. Despite being friends with the host club, she still was uncomfortable with talking to some of the rich girls.

Well, at least when she comes home, Haruhi could go play with her baby sister as always. The little bundle of joy always brought a smile to her smile even after her mother's death. Sometimes she hoped that her little sister could just appear on the other side of those doors and open them just to greet Haruhi.

What she didn't know was that her wish could possibly come true today.

"Where the heck am I?" Yumi asked herself, all the hallways looked exactly the same and she felt like she was going in circles. "Didn't I just passed the front already?"

She waltzed around,  some of the teenage girls often glanced at her confusedly before going back to talk with their friends. The little girl then stopped and looked around, beaming when a girl kneeled down to her height. Finally, some help.

"Hey, cutie!" The teenage girl exclaimed, smiling at the little girl. "What're you doing here at a high school?"

Yumi giggled and pressed her hands on the girl's cheeks, startling the said girl. "I'm looking for Haru-Nyan!"

"You mean Haruhi?" The girl said, still smiling at her. "I can take you to him if you want?"

Again? Yumi was confused, why were these people calling her big sister a boy? Anyways, she ignored the though and allowed the girl to take her hand and lead her through the hallway.

"Oh! I forgot!" Yumi remembered, making the girl look down at her. "What's your name?"

"My name is Aiko Suzamiya." The girl, now Aiko, responded, a bright smile on her face that Yumi knew was way different from the other girls. That was when she noticed her attire, she could tell the teenager was a rebel, considering she had short hair and wore a tank-top with ripped jeans. "And what about you?"

"I'm Yumi-Neko!" Yumi exclaimed happily, raising a thumbs up."But you can call me Yumi or Neko-Chan!" Aiko chuckled softly, already feeling attached to the little girl.

A few moments later, the duo stood in front of a set of large doors. Yumi looked up at Aiko with a questioning look, only to receive a knowing smile. Aiko opened the doors, and they was overwhelmed with rose petals.

Unfortunately, one escaping petal got sucked into her mouth and she began coughing. "Ack!"

"Welcome!" The host club stated serenely, Yumi quickly puffed out the petal and scanned the room until her eyes met Haruhi's. The cross-dresser's own eyes widened in shock. 

"Yumi?" Haruhi queried, looking down at her sister. "What're you doing here?"

Yumi broke free of Aiko's grasp and ran to Haruhi, jumping into her arms. "Haru-Nyan! Thank god I finally found you!"

Haruhi laughed, hugging her sister close to her while Yumi nuzzled into her neck. The other hosts stared in shock, even Kyoya didn't know about Haruhi having any siblings at all. But then Yumi remembered about Aiko and turned her head to the said girl, waving her hand to Aiko.

"Thank you, Aiko-Nyan!" She crowed, waving good bye as Aiko left the room and went back to her class. Turning back to Haruhi, she beamed up. Haruhi smiled at her and turned to the other hosts, seeing their questioning looks.

"Hey, guys. Meet my little sister, Yumi Fujioka." Haruhi introduced her to the rest of the host club, Yumi looked at the group and sweat dropped when the tall blonde boy looked at her with stars in his eyes.

"H-Hi, Haru-Nyan's friends." She waved to them, wincing when the blonde boy squealed. 

"Haruhi! You never told Daddy that you have a little sister!" He exclaimed, reaching out to grab Yumi before he was thrown across the room by Haruhi. Yumi looked at Haruhi, wincing at how scary she looked when the blonde boy got closer to her. 

"Please refrain from grabbing my sister, Tamaki-Senpai." Haruhi sighed, the others backed up except for Kyoya, who seemed more intrigued.

"Well, with that out of the way. Why don't you introduce us to her a little bit more?" He asked, a noticeable glint in his glasses. He continued to write in his black book.

Yumi sweat dropped, this was going to one strange noon if she could say that.