A young person, hair of platinum blonde, eyes such a shade of light reddish brown, near pink. They were not curvaceous nor feminine looking, but they were in fact a young woman.
"Madame Akane," she looked at her feet when she'd arrived at the massive mansion that supposedly belonged to her estranged father. A line of maids and butler's bowed before her, creating a pathway.
"You can just call me Misaki," she mumbled, gripping her suitcase handle tightly.
The sound of a foreign language reached her ears. She turned and it seemed two other girls had decided to join her. One was tall, elegant, brown haired, curvaceous. The other was average size, dark hair, athletic. Then you had Miskai herself, short, flat, blonde hair.
The two girls looked at her and spoke. She couldn't make out a word they said.
"They asked who you were, Miss," a maid translated for her.
The maid spoke in the foreign language and the two women groaned. The maid turned to her again and explained that the two were english speakers, and were to learn Japanese as part of the deal mentioned in the ketter sent to them. It was then that it hit Misaki; these two were her siblings.
With such a language barrier, Misaki kept quiet. She noticed something that sounded like 'jehseh' was continually motioned towards the black haired sister, and 'sharlot' towards the brown haired one.
It was quite unnerving to have been brought to this house at the beginning of summer. She was going to be an upcoming first year, and instead of having fun, she was stuck here. Her sisters looked a bit older, one looking the age of a second year, the other a third year. She had this feeling that the brunette had type A blood and the other, type O.
Misaki's two sisters broke into another argument, the brown haired one initiating it. After a few moments, the brunette pulled out a mobile phone, the color a soft peach color. Misaki didn't have a phone... She wondered if that would change in this new household. She turned to the maid that had helped translate.
"Where's our father?" She asked softly.
"Mister Akane is away preparing for your schooling," the maid replied.
"What school are we attending?" Misaki asked.
"Ouran Academy, young miss," she replied.
Misaki had heard of the academy once or twice. She wondered why they'd be sent there.
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A Name Stained In Red
FanfictionThe Akane Family. Most known for being the leaders of many different branches of buisness such as media, machinery, and manufacturing. The head of such group, Ryojin Akane, the Hugh Hefner of Japan, finally rallies his spawn in an attempt to find a...
