Hey all (: Rocky here. I thought I'd finally give posting a story on here a go. This chapter is MAJORLY short, but only because I want your opinions before I continue with longer chapters. So yeah... Enjoy loves~

Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club and it's characters do not belong to me.

One

The alarm beeped loudly and I jolted upright in my bed. I blinked groggily, yawning hugely as I slammed my hand down on the alarm. Across the hall, I heard my sister's alarm going off too. I pushed myself out of bed as her alarm finally shut off. I yawned again, stretching and rolling my shoulders before opening my room door and smiling at my twin as she walked out of her room.

"Morning Haruhi," I mumbled sleepily, waving lazily.

"Morning Ren," Haruhi replied, looking far more awake than me.

I grinned slightly at my sister, still finding it strange to see her with short hair. Some kid had stuck a lump of gum in her hair the day before and she, stubborn as ever, refused to let me help get it out and cut off most of her hair instead. She looked rather boyish now, but I thought short hair suited her despite it all.

Unconsciously, I reached up to ruffle my still long hair. Haruhi watched the movement with wide brown eyes, exactly the same as mine. At least people would be able to tell us apart now. Having an identical twin was fun, but it got grating when people kept on confusing us with the other. The only person who could tell the difference was our father, and our mother had when she was alive.

"What's for breakfast?" I asked her as we started walking towards the main room of our apartment.

"The usual," Haruhi told me. I nodded and threw myself down onto the floor, watching her go into the kitchen area.

Haruhi and I had worked out a system after Mom had died. She would make breakfast, I would make lunch or dinner and we'd work together to make supper. We also had a rotation of who did what chores around the house. It worked well and the routine was comforting.

The main reason Haruhi made breakfast was because I was horrible in the morning. I had to drink at least three cups of coffee to feel really awake in the mornings, and it was worse on weekends because I'd sleep in later than Haruhi.

I yawned once again, smiling thankfully at Haruhi as she handed me a steaming cup of coffee. I gulped it down, immune to the heat after years of the same thing. I set the cup down gently, grinning as Haruhi slid another cup in front of me along with breakfast. She sat down opposite me, her own breakfast before her. We ate in silence. My mind was churning in anticipation. Today was our first day at Ouran Academy. We were on a scholarship and we would be the only two 'commoners' in the school. At least we'll have each other, I thought, trying to take a positive outlook on the situation.

Haruhi finished breakfast before me and got up to go get ready. I finished my breakfast shortly after and walked to my room, shutting the door behind me. I knew Haruhi would be wearing clothes that would blend in a little with the uniforms at Ouran, so I decided to wear something bright and colourful. I rummaged through my wardrobe before pulling out a pair of bright pink skinny jeans and a blue top.

I quickly changed out of my pyjamas and pulled my clothes on. I yanked on my favourite black sneakers and my faux leather jacket. I threw my hair into a ponytail and left my room, heading to the bathroom. I walked in and brushed my teeth and splashed some water on my face before returning to the main room.

Haruhi was there in a baggy brown jumper, plain black trousers and black shoes. She had on an old pair of glasses and she looked like a boy. I grinned, snickering quietly behind my hand as I walked over to her.

"Ready to go, bro?" I chirped brightly.

"Bro?" Haruhi repeated, looking a little confused.

"Well, yeah. You look like a guy right now," I told her.

Haruhi just shrugged before heading out of the apartment. I followed after her, a silly little smile tugging at my lips. We talked little on the way to the train. Haruhi wasn't very talkative and even though I was, we didn't talk all the time. I found we communicated silently a lot of the time. We could pick out subtle differences in each other's moods and could simply share a look and know what the other meant.

It was really nice to have a twin. It was like having a best friend, only ten times better. And sure, we had our arguments, but we got over them quickly enough. We were twins and we had been together since we were born. We knew everything about each other, even when the other didn't know it themselves.

Haruhi was the other half of my brain. Our father always said that Haruhi was my sensible half and I was Haruhi's wild half. It was pretty true; Haruhi always thought things through and did the most logical thing. I just dived in head first and thought about it later. Haruhi would stay up late to finish her homework. I would stay up late to watch TV. Haruhi put work before play. I put play before work. We were pretty much utter opposites, despite our identical appearance. I thought that was why we got on so well most of the time.

I grinned to myself, lagging behind Haruhi a little even as she called at me to hurry before we were late for the train. Yeah, she was the other, more sensible, half of my brain alright.

Review and let me know if I should continue loves!

~Rocky xxx