Hello people of the Internet.

I am lightning strikes 8.

this story won't follow the episodes but a few of them will be in here!

disclaimer: as much as I wish I do, I don't own OHSHC. I dimly own my characters and storyline.

Mitsuki POV

I stare up at my new school, it's pink. When I saw the photos on the website I thought it was just the light, but no, it's pink.

I still can't believe I'm here. If someone had of told me a few months ago that I would be enrolled in Ouran academy, I would have laughed. It truly is amazing.

I take out the small map I printed from the library computer. After about fifteen minutes of trying not to punch something, I've finally found the chairmans office.

"Itou, Mitsuki?" I stand up and nod a little, "this way." I walk into the chairmans office and have to clench my jaw to stop it from hitting the floor. This office is huge! It's bigger than my house!

"It is nice isn't it?" I blush a little, "yeah, it is." He chuckles, "now, down to business, this is your schedule, it's pretty unique, you're in a sort of mix as the curriculum here is very different to what you're used to, but your main class will be 2A. Also here is your uniform."

I nod as he hands me a large bag, I honestly can't believe I spent so much money on this. "My uniform issues?" He smiles slightly, "all fine miss, I understand your position."

There is much concealed in that one sentence alone, "thank you sir, are my files complete?" He nods, "good luck!"

I walk into class 2A, I have language but I don't really know what that means. What language?

"Princess! Why are you by yourself?" I'm suddenly very, very close to a pair of violet eyes, how do you even get eyes that color?

I look around, he's right, I'm the only one by myself. "I'm new, why else?" I'm really not a morning person.

He steps back and I finally get a good look at him, he's attractive I'll give him that.

"You know, I'm perfectly fine by myse-" I'm cut of by him dragging me halfway across the room, he has a surprisingly strong grip.

"You can sit with me!" I notice all of the stares I'm getting from the class and hastily sit down. "Well, now that we're sitting together, can I know your name?"

He gasps, "please call me Tamaki!" Does he have to shout everything? "Alright, Tamaki, you can call me Suki."

"Tamaki." I feel completely inferior when I see who just spoke. He's got black hair and glasses with an evil glint, he's really tall and it doesn't help that I'm sitting down.

"Kyoya! This is Suki!" He nods, "and why is she in the wrong uniform?" I blink, "because she would seriously injure anyone who tried to make her wear a yellow tent." I smile sweetly.

"So this semester's school trip is to the Netherlands in Europe. We will be studying their language until then." The class looks surprised, I can't help but feel offended.

"Why there?" I try my very hardest not to glare, it is not that bad! "The school does business with a major corporation based there. They have offered to send you to one of their six star hotels to explore the country, it would have been rude not to accept."

Six stars? Is that even possible? I suppose the rich brats here don't expect any less.

"So naturally, you will be learning the basics of their language before you go." I hold my breath to stop myself from grinning like a maniac.

"Now, we will have a test on Thursday, we should have finished the introduction by then." I roll my eyes, "a test on the introduction? Really?"

"From the attitude you're displaying I'm going to assume you think you know all of this already or you don't care for it at all." My eyes widen slightly, how could he hear that? Maybe he just read my mind.

I glance over at him quickly, he hasn't even turned. He's sitting very straight, almost too formal. "Yes, you seem like the kind of person who just assumes they're always right." I sigh, "anyway, am I correct to assume you think your perfect at this already? This is a very difficult language to learn and I dare you to disrespect it because you are no better at this than I am."

He turns very slowly with a small, cold smile, "you truly believe that? You really think I'm as inexperienced at this as they are?" He weakly beckons around the room. "No, that would be offensive, I never said you were as bad as them, just no better than me."

Tamaki, who was watching the exchange like a tennis match, suddenly buts in, "you really shouldn't pick a fight with him, especially not one that involves academic achievement."

"Why ever not?" I gasp in mock curiosity, "it's the truth!" Tamaki stumbles a little, "I'm confident I can get a score on this test that matches his."

Tamaki gasps, "it's not possible! He knows too much. He knows everything!" I push his face a little further away from mine and let my face go blank. "Would you bet on it?"

"Of course! Kyoya was top of the class in every subject last year!" I smile softly at the dedication he has for a friend.

I zone in again to see Tamaki staring at me, "you have a very pretty smile." I feel the blush that starts to creep up my face. "Back to this bet," I blink a few times, "stakes?" I jump, I didn't even realise he was behind me until he spoke.

"Yes Kyoya! What are the stakes?" I fight to hold in my laughter when Tamaki tries to make a serious face. "What do you suggest? It is you I'm competing against after all," he shrugs, "how's money?"

I see myself standing on a tightrope, one false move and I'm in debt, "boring, do you have anything more original?" Half way, a false move and I fall of my tightrope, waiting to see if there's a safety net.

"Well, what would you like?" I consider that for a moment, what do I want? "Pay for my trip?"

"Fine, what do I get when Kyoya wins?" I scowl at him and he hides behind his desk. "One, are you always this dramatic? Two, what do you mean with when? And Three, what is it you want?"

"Dramatic? Me?" I sigh, "it's obvious what he means with when, I'm top at every subject," I ignore him, "what do you want Tamaki?" He seems to ponder this, "are you any good at maths?" I nod slowly, "I suppose so," he beams, "I want a tutor!" I take his hand, "deal."

I walk out into the gardens, these kids get an hour and a half for lunch! I have nothing better to do so I sit under a willow tree, hidden from view. Willows have always made me calm, there's something about them that just makes me want to smile.

"Hey, are you by yourself?" I snap out of my thoughts and look up, "I'm sorry, I was distracted, hey, you're wearing a male uniform, I'm not the only one!" She turns pale.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to offend you or anything," She laughs, "it's alright, it's nice to know somebody isn't an idiot. How did you know?"

"Know what?" She smiles, "how did you know I was female?" I squint, "I guess it was the eyes, I don't know, I've always been able to read people in my own weird way."

She shrugs and joins me in the grass, "I'm Fujioka Haruhi, please just use my first name," I smile, "alright Haruhi, I'm Itou Mitsuki but you can call me Suki if you want."

"Why do you wear that anyway?" She grins like she's sharing an inside joke with herself. "You see, I broke a vase, so now I have to pay back my debt by working for the host club."

"What's the host club?" She bites her lip, "come to music room three after school, it's kinda hard to explain," I nod, she's very blunt but it suits her perfectly "I may just do that."

I walk inside happily, I made a friend.

so? Tell me what you think, you can use that lovely review button!

I know Haruhi isn't truly a host yet but I'm going to say she became a host a bit earlier k? It just worked out that way.

please review! -LS8