Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction ❯ Devoid ❯ Relative ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: Again I say I don’t own these wonderful characters (Amané doesn’t count as a wonderful character). They belong to Bisco Hitomi, without her I would have no reason to live (or write fanfic).

Warnings: For this chapter we have swearing (as usual) and some innocent glomping. The chapters keep getting tamer and tamer. I must fix that!

Note: So I was going to post this tomorrow. But I got impatient. This chapter we switch to Amané’s point of view, which I find so much easier to write with for a few reasons. 1. She’s my own character. 2. She’s one of my multiple personalities. 3. If I write her OOC she yells at me and gives me a headache. Remember to review and tell me how much you love/like/hated it.


The young woman ran back to the mirror, checking her reflection yet again, trying to make her fringe sit differently. It doesn’t work. It never does. For weeks Amané had been trying to wear her hair just a little differently. She was sick of being reminded of her every time she looked in a reflective surface.

“Hurry the fuck up Amané!”

“Hikaru! Watch your mouth!”

“Sorry, hurry the hell up then!”

She heard the twins bickering in the entrance hall, waiting for her to be ready to leave for school. Amané remembered when she also had someone to fight with before school. She felt the sharp stab of pain that went hand in hand with thoughts like that.

Frustrated at her appearance, Amané threw her hairbrush back under the bathroom sink and dashed down the stairs, giving a small bow of greeting to her twins as the three of them rushed out the door.

“Trying to be late for your first day at Ouran are you?” snapped Hikaru, not even looking at her as he talked. Amané had a sneaking suspicion that this attitude he had been using with her all morning may have had something to do with the events of the previous night. She dared not to bring it up now though, least someone overhear their conversation.

Hikaru climbed into the car waiting for them outside, while Kaoru held the door open for Amané and motioned for her to get in. The younger twin climbed in after her and shut the door, the car remaining silent after that except for the roaring engine.

The school wasn’t far from the Hitachiin estate and they arrived in good time. The silence continued on their way across the grounds towards the main building. It was only broken by Kaoru explaining where Amané should go to get to her classroom before running to catch up with Hikaru, who was already halfway down the hall.

Gossip must have spread like wildfire about the new student in 2A as it seemed like as soon as she entered the classroom, everyone fell quiet as if they had just been talking about her. Amané didn’t like this feeling one bit. Never did she shy away from attention but to feel like every single movement is being monitored by a room full of people wasn’t the attention Amané preferred.

She glanced around quickly, spotting an empty desk towards the back of the classroom. Amané deduced that it would be a preferable choice of seating since no one’s eyes could pierce her from behind.

She hastily swung her bag under her desk and took her chosen seat. Looking around she noticed she had taken the seat closest to a tall blonde male. As the male turned his head he caught Amané’s eyes staring at him. He just gave her a stunning smile and turned back to face his dark haired friend, as if he received that kind of attention all the time.

The bell rang and the teacher walked in. Everyone stood up and bowed. Amané hurried to follow suit as she remembered this custom of Japanfrom her early education. After they had all returned to their seats, the roll was called. Things were going quite smoothly, no one was really paying too much attention to Amané, until…

“Hitachiin, Amané?”

“Hai,”(1) she answered, raising her hand slightly. At once whispers started flying around the room. Hitachiin?...Isn’t that the twins last name?...Is she related to them do you think?

The teacher had to clear his throat several times to get the class to become silent again. He finished calling the roll and the lesson started. With no one daring to whisper, Amané had to put up with the stares from her classmates. Throughout the whole lesson she felt the penetrating stares, most having to turn in their seats to get a look at her. Amané found this beyond irritating.

When the bell finally rang for lunch and the lesson from hell was over, Amané gave a sigh of relief. She knew she still wouldn't be able to avoid the stares, but at least she could go see her twins. She was sure that would probably confirm everyone's assumptions but Amané needed a safety blanket and since her usual one was gone...The Hitachiin brothers were the next best thing. A voice shook these thoughts from her mind.

"Ah such a beauty graces us with her presence. May I escort you to the cafeteria?" said the blond who had smiled at her earlier, offering his hand and bowing his head slightly. Amané giggled, raising a hand to cover her mouth. Thinking he had charmed her, the blond continued.

"Oh how rude I have been, I should offer you my name. I'm Suou Tamaki, but you may call me Tamaki, my princess."

And with that Amané couldn't help but break into a fit of laughter. The blond named Tamaki looked at her with a puzzled look, like he had never had a girl react as Amané was to his charms. After she had composed herself, wiping the tears from her eyes, Amané spoke.

"So you are the famous Tamaki-sama I've heard so much about?" she smiled at him. "You are as entertaining and idiotic as Hika-chan and Kao-chan have lead me to believe."

Tamaki stood there, looking at Amané with a face of pure shock on his face. The shock turned to hurt and before long Tamaki had retreated to the corner of the room, crouched down on the ground, staring at the floor. As Amané walked past the sulking figure, she whispered under her breath.

"Definitely my new toy."

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After getting lost what felt like a million times, Amané finally found 1A's classroom. She spotted the twins on the far side of the room talking to another student. The brothers had their backs to the door, Perfect. Amané made her way across the classroom, ignoring the curious stares from others, not taking her eyes off her prey. When she was a small distance away from the targets, she launched into a small run, jumping so she landed on one's back while knocking him into his reflection. All three of them collapsed to the floor with Amané giggling with glee, pressing kisses to the twin's cheeks and foreheads.

"Missed you!" Amané cried, pulling her dress down back over her knees.

Kaoru started laughing.

"It's only been a few hours, Ama-chama," Kaoru retorted with a huge grin.

"Who are you calling 'Ama-chama' Kao-chan! You know I hate that name," Amané said turning away as if embarrassed, a smirk spread across her face. She stood up, messing up Kaoru's hair.

"What the hell was that for?" Hikaru had managed get out from underneath the pile of bodies and looked at Amané as if she had committed a terrible crime. Amané cupped her hands around Hikaru's face.

"I'm just happy to see you both," she said with a smile, pressing another soft kiss to his forehead. Amané was happy to see Hikaru's face relax. It seemed like he had cooled down during class. Someone cleared their throat and Amané noticed most of the students were looking at her and the twins with even more curiosity then before. She shrugged off their glares and went to sit down at an empty desk.

"So how's your day been?" It was Kaoru that pulled up a chair first and started the conversation.

"Wasn't too bad...until they called out the roll. Why must you and Hika-chan be so well known?"

Hikaru and the other student they had been talking to joined Amané and Kaoru at the desk. Hikaru laughed.

"Ha, been getting a few glances and whispers already then? Can't help but draw attention to yourself can you?" he said it with a smile on his face, the first real smile she had seen on Hikaru's face since she arrived yesterday.

"Oh be quiet. Least I'm not being rude and inconsiderate by not introducing your friends to me." Amané looked at the small male. "Hi, I'm Hitachiin Amané. It's nice to see my twins have finally made a friend."

"Hitachiin-sama?" the male said with a look of confusion on his face. Amané knew what he was trying to process. The fact that she had the same last name as Hikaru and Kaoru.

"Haruhi, you are right to assume that Amané-sama is related to Hikaru-kun and Kaoru-kun, cousins in fact," the voice had come from behind Amané. She turned around in her seat and saw a dark haired male, holding a clipboard he was apparently reading from. He pushed his glasses up with a finger and smiled at her. Amané recognised him from her class.

"How do you know that?" she said cocking her head to one side.

"Kyouya-sempai knows everything," answered Kaoru.

"You get used to it after a while," added Hikaru with a shrug.

"Cousins?!?" said the tall blond who had followed Kyouya into the room.

"Yes, Tamaki...cousins. I thought you might have figured it out for yourself with her display in our classroom but obviously I give you too much credit," Kyouya sighed and shook his head. Tamaki once again retreated to the corner of woe to sulk.

"What did you do to Tono, Ama-chama?" It was Hikaru who questioned her using that horrid nickname her cousins insisted to call her.

"Me? I didn't do a thing. It was Tamaki-sama who was calling me his…'princess'," said Amané, falling into another fit of laughter which Kaoru and Hikaru joined.

"Trying to hit on her already Tono?" said Kaoru directing it towards the corner Tamaki had claimed for himself.

"Have you no shame? First Haruhi, now Amané..."chimed Hikaru. He turned to look at his brother feigning fear. "I hope we aren't next." The twins erupted in laughter. Amané chuckled to herself.

"I do think it was a little sweet though. Trying to make the new girl feel welcome," said Amané throwing a genuine smile towards the corner.

"Ah I see! So you do find me charming after all!" Tamaki recovered from his depression very quickly. "You must come and delight us with your beauty at the Host Club sometime. I would be honoured to serve one as radiant as you." Tamaki gave Amané one of his sparkling smiles which a couple of near-by girls were lapping up, even though it wasn't directed at them.

"I was already planning to visit Tamaki-sama. I've heard about this Host Club and it interests me very much," responded Amané. "I was going to come today actually since I don't belong to a club yet."

"Ah your presence will make me weep with joy. It would be my pleasure to spend more time with you." Tamaki had now turned on his complete host charm which had made a small group of girls gather near him.

"We should probably get back to class, lunch is about to end," said Kyouya, he then dropped his voice so that only Amané could hear. "And I have some questions for you Amané-san." They walked out into the hallway, a few steps behind Tamaki so he wouldn't overhear.

"What is it that you want to ask me?" questioned Amané, wondering what someone she had just met would want to discuss with her.

"Oh just about yourself, I need to satisfy my curiosity." Kyouya smiled and adjusted his glasses again. "You weren't born in Japanwere you?"

"No, I was raised in Australiasince that's were my family ran their business."

"And it's your mother who is Japanese and related to Hikaru and Kaoru's mother?"

"Yes, I guess it is pointless to ask how you know this, right?"

"I never divulge my sources," Kyouya answered giving Amané yet another one of his host smiles. "You speak Japanese very well though, it's impressive."

"Well I did live here for a few years when I was in middle school. That's how I know Hika-chan and Kao-chan so well. We saw each other a lot back then. Even though we went to different schools we were all very close."

"But you moved back to Australiadidn't you? Why?"

Amané stopped walking. Looking stone faced and serious she cursed herself; this was where the conversation had been leading to. She was so stupid to not have seen it before now. How could she have been lead into such a trap? Kyouya looked back at her.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No…nothing. I got distracted, what were you saying?" Amané hoped that Kyouya would change the topic but luck was not on her side.

"I asked why you moved back to Australia. If you liked it so much here, why move back?"

Because I was caught making out with my cousin, that's why you sly evil bastard.

"Something to do with family business, I don't know the details. Never took much interest in it," lied Amané. She wasn't about to let those skeletons out of the family closet. There is no way he could know about what happened three years ago and he wouldn't find out either. No one would. Her love affair with Hikaru was her business anyway.

"I see." Kyouya knew she wasn't telling the truth. Amané could tell by the way he looked at her with those piercing eyes. "Can I ask you one last question?"

"Ask away," said Amané, wanting the discussion to be over quickly before anything more painful was brought up.

"I was wondering where your sister was..."

Tears welled up in Amané's eyes, falling down her face before she could muster up the strength to stop them escaping. She was angry. Mostly at herself for being so weak. Images and memories kept flashing before her mind's eye making the tears flow more freely. Amané found herself on the floor just outside her classroom, sobbing uncontrollably, being stared at by every student who walked past.

Kyouya offered his hand to her to help her stand. A flash of pure rage engulfed Amané at the sight of Kyouya's hand. She stood up herself, her hands shaking from the anger inside her caused by this person standing in front of her.

"That's none of your fucken business. Stay away from me," yelled Amané, not caring about the surrounding students scrambling into classrooms. She turned sharply and stormed into the classroom, she whispered just loud enough for Kyouya to hear.

"I have no sister."




(1) Hai- Yes


So many twists and turns, I love it! I’m sure some of you saw that one coming. I had been dropping hints for 2 chapters. ^^ The main purpose of this chapter was to introduce the Amané and get some background on her, having some fun along the way.
I give credit to my Sis Rach for the ‘corner of woe’ comment. I’m sorry! I had to steal it!
Chapter 4 should be done in a few days and we finally get to see the whole host club in action. I’m hoping to have to plaster warnings all over the place. ^^