The curious case of Evangeline Lawson

Chapter 1 - curious

Disclaimer: Twas the night before publishing and there was one sound in the house. Not a cricket and not a mouse. It was Stephanie telling herself that she doesn't own Ouran. And also to go back to bed.

Evangeline Desiree Lawson walked into school that day a changed person. Last year she was going to a public school the next town over about an hour away. She had a boyfriend, she had friends. But today she was walking into Ouran Academy under the alias of Evan Daniel Lawson on a scholarship. She had a bruise on her left shoulder where her father had struck her and a scratch on her right arm where her mother scratched her with her over sized fake nails. Her nose was still sore from where her brother pushed her down and she had hit her nose on the fire place brick. Her eyes were red and puffy, she couldn't remember the last time she went a day without crying. She ran away approximately one week ago and was still currently looking for a place to stay but it was hard with no money, no job, and no family. She walked into the school and felt as though everyone were staring at her. 'I understand I look like crap but can you not stare?' She thought to herself, remember that she had to remain in character as a boy. She had a short black wig on. (Sort of like Kyo's hair in fruits basket. Look it up. lol) She also was wearing an Ouran male uniform. It was all very foreign to her.

By the end of the day she'd like to tell herself she knew her way around but knew that she would be lying. It was unbelievable, and no not the school. The people. She had only been there six hours and there were already whispers going on around her. She was running down a long hallway on the verge of tears again and bumped into another running figure.

"I-I'm Sorry." She responded shakily, slowly rising to her feet.

"No, it was totally my fault. Hey, are you okay?" A boy with brunette hair and big chocolate brown eyes asked. He almost looked like a she to Evangeline.

"I...Not really."

"Well, I have a few minutes before I have to go into the third music room. What's your name for starters."

"Evan-- Evan Lawson. Second year." She said nervously.

"Hi, I'm Haruhi. First year. Is it your first day here? I knew it. I could tell. It's rough here, verbally speaking. I remember my first day."

"I just don't know how I could be here for six hours, barely say a word and already have people whispering about me."

"Believe me, nothing is a secret around here. Especially Kyoya."

"Who's Kyoya?"

"An....Acquaintance."

"Really Haruhi, I thought we were more than that." Kyoya said nonchalantly popping his head out of the door. "You better get in here, we don't want to start a debt tab again do we?"

"No. I'll see you later Evan. I hope everything gets better." Haruhi said as she walked into the club room.

"Evan is it?" Kyoya asked after Haruhi stepped into the club room.

"Yes." She said biting back the tears that she'd been holding in all day, ready to burst.

"What grade are you?"

"Second year. On a scholarship."

"It seems we have something in common, I am as well a second year. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Kyoya said. Evangeline couldn't hold it in anymore, she burst at the seams and tears flowed down her cheek. She excused herself and ran off. "This is why I don't befriend people. You tell them something and they cry." Kyoya said sighing deeply, shaking his head and walking back into the club room.

"I can't believe I just did that. Really, you have to have more self control!" She yelled at herself when she regained composure. She was sitting in what now looked like a courtyard with a pond with a peeing statue. She wiped her eyes and looked around. Her eyes stopped on a window with a figure in it, she didn't recognize the figure but it seemed to be looking right at her. Feeling weird, she looked away.

As Kyoya looked down at 'Evan' through the window in the clubroom, he couldn't help but think that there was something strange about him. Most boys were scared of him but none actually cried when he said something to them, especially not when he said nice things. There was something not right about her, and he was going to figure out what. By all means necessary.

When everyone was leaving, Evangeline lingered in the courtyard but made her way back up to the club room to apologize to Kyoya. The only one that was there was Haruhi and she was cleaning.

"Oh, hey Evan. What are you still doing here? I thought everyone was gone..."

"I, um, it's a long story...."

"Oh, well, I have time." She said, starting to mop the floors.

"Well, long story short, I ran away from my abusive home and I came here on a scholarship. I don't really have anywhere to go."

"Oh wow. I'm really sorry. Why don't you come to my house? You can stay there for a couple of nights if you want."

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to burden you." She said, she didn't want to seem desperate, but she wanted Haruhi to insist.

"Please? You have no where else to go. Tell me, when's the last time you had a real meal?"

"A.....A week ago." She answered quietly, she had been taking scraps of food wherever she could find them and found water fountains at local parks. Haruhi gasped.

"Then please, come stay with me and my dad? It won't be any trouble. We have a futon you can sleep on."

"Just a couple nights then." She answered and waited for Haruhi to finish mopping the floors.

When they arrived at Haruhi's apartment, all Evangeline had to wear was her second hand uniform that she got from a friend who went there for a year before she ran away. She sold the rest of the clothes she packed, which were all name brands, to get a cab ride to Tokyo, a wig, and a meal.

"The showers through there, here's my room, here's the living area where your futon is, and you already saw the kitchen when you walked in." Haruhi explained the simple layout as if Evangeline had never been in a house before.

"I guess I should go take a shower. I haven't really had one in a while." She said, still faking her masculine voice that she had been through out the whole day. Haruhi gave her a towel and some clothes to change into and she went to go take her shower. When she was finished, she was changing in Haruhi's room into some of Haruhi's father's clothing. She put her binder on, which flattened her chest, and put her boy shorts on before putting on the rest of the clothes. Haruhi didn't realize she was still changing and walked in as Evangeline was putting on Haruhi's dad's pants without her shirt on yet.

"Oh my. I'm really sorry..." She said, realizing that he was in fact a she. "So, you're a girl?"

"Yup. Here's the long story. My real name is Evangeline Desiree Lawson. My family has been abusing me for years, even my slightly older brother. I finally got up enough courage to run away and started going to Ouran under a scholarship. As a boy under the name Evan Daniel Lawson. So my family couldn't find me. But I soon realized that I didn't have anywhere to go. So, I began living wherever I could find somewhere dry. Then you found me. And here we are."

"I guess I would have to tell you sooner or later, I'm a girl too. Here's my story; I broke a vase in the clubroom and was forced to join the club as an errand boy. Then got 'promoted', if you will, to being a host. Then they found out I was a girl and I've been working there ever since. Of course, my debt's paid now, but I still work there. To tell you the truth I like it there. Oh, I guess we can get you some girl clothes instead of those ugly ones. You should join the host club. I mean, I'm gonna be there until it closes so you'll either have to sit at my house alone or sit in the school alone."

"I guess I can..." She said, still a little shocked to find out Haruhi was a girl.

After they got all that straightened out, a nicely dressed woman came out of the room.

"Haruhi! Who's your friend?"

"Dad, this is Evangeline. She'll be staying with us for a while, she doesn't really have a home right now." Haruhi explained, Evangeline was too busy gawking at Haruhi's 'father' to notice anything.

"Is she alright dear?"

"She's just a little shell shocked, give it time to sink in." Haruhi said

"Well, off to work! Enjoy your meal, young ladies!" Ranka said flamboyantly before exiting the apartment.

"So...that's you're dad?"

"Yup. Don't worry, he's always been a little flamboyant."

"A little? But he seems nice." She said, continuing to eat her small meal. She didn't want to make herself sick.

"So you're gonna talk to the club tomorrow right?"

"Sure I guess."

"This'll be fun! Don't worry!" Haruhi said encouragingly.

"I'm sure it will be...." She said to herself.

A/N: Tada! anyway, I thought I should write a fanfiction about Kyoya's love interest. Not just him in the background of my other fanfic about Tamaki and Haruhi.... anyway.

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