a/n This is my second OHSHC fan fic. I really felt bad for Kasonada after Haruhi rejected him so I wanted to make a fic surrounding him and a new character. The main character of this story is a girl name Mitsuki, not to be confused with Mitsuki in my other story "That Summer". Please Review thank you.

Tears rolled down the young girl's cheek as she sat in the back of the limo being driven to her fathers home. Barry, the limo driver looked back at the girl and noticed that she looked nothing like her father. Her father's name was Naoto Okada; he had black hair with steel gray eyes. He almost always had a permanent frown and was the CEO of a major pharmaceutical company. "The girl sitting in the back has to look like her mother" Barry thought. Completely dressed in black the young girl had just departed from her mother's funeral. Dark hair with a purple tint trickled down her back and shoulders. Her eyes were the color of the ocean during the storm. With tears cascading down her cheeks it appeared as though the ocean itself was in her eyes. Barry looked in his rearview mirror and decided to try and comfort the girl.

"Young Miss may I ask your name?" Barry asked with sincerity. "I-it's Mitsuki" the girl sniffled out. "Our you excited to live with Mr. Okada?" Barry asked trying to get the girl to stop crying. "I-I've never met him, I'm only his illegitimate daughter" Mitsuki said miserably. Barry saw that her eyes were starting to well up again. Her face turned a rosy pink. Barry took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

"Th-thank you" Mitsuki said as she pulled up to the mansion. The mansion was one of the largest around. The Okada family was one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world. They were partners with the famous Ootori family. The limo pulled up to the Iron Gate. A security guard looked into the limo and gave Barry a thumbs up while pushing a button that opened the gate. The limo pulled up a long drive way and stopped in front of the largest house Mitsuki had ever seen. The house reminded Mitsuki of America's Whitehouse. Roman columns lined the doorway. Tall green hedges filled with red roses surrounded the house. In front of the house was a fountain of cherubs dancing in the water. An elderly door man awaited at the door. He pulled open the doors that lead to Mitsuki's greatest fear, her father and his other family.

When Mitsuki was born her mother always informed her that she had a father but he was just too preoccupied with other things to visit her. Her entire life the schoolchildren had tortured her without mercy. With all the years of torment Mitsuki had become shy and reserved and had a horrible time of expressing herself. They had always called her a "bastard" and told her that the only reason she didn't know whom her father was because he didn't want her. Mitsuki realized that the latter was true. It never bothered her before because she realized her and her mother were just an accident that would have tarnished his career. Mitsuki walked through the doors of the mansion and was then grasped by a maid that pulled her away from the security of the door.

Mitsuki starred in awe at the sight before her. The inside of the house reminded her of a fairytale. As soon as you stepped on the door you were welcomed by a sweeping staircase made of marble with iron railings. Mitsuki's eyes began to tear up when she thought that this could have been her life. Mitsuki's mother worked three jobs to pay the bills. She never dated again because she didn't want Mitsuki to be molested like her. They lived in a flat above the flower store where her mother worked. Everyday her mother would come home and smell of roses. Her mother always smelled of flowers. Thinking of how her mother could have been happy with a wealthy husband made Mitsuki feel swamped with grief. All her mother ever did was work hard to provide Mitsuki with a home and food. She never had a life. Mitsuki couldn't help but feel immense anger towards her father for making her poor deceased mother suffer.

The maid pulled her up the sweeping staircase mumbling something in a different language. Upon reaching the top of the staircase Mitsuki saw a bouquet of red roses. Her heart wrenched with grief. How dare the man that had abandoned her mother flash the flowers that her mother smelled of? The maid continued pulling Mitsuki down a long hallway with mint green wallpaper. Finally the maid stopped in front of two wooden doors. The maid knocked on the door and quickly scampered away. "Come in" an eerie voice echoed form the room. Mustering all the strength Mitsuki had left she opened the doors and stepped into unfamiliar territory.

Stepping into the dark room Mitsuki was frightened. The walls were painted a navy blue with white trim. A stone fireplace was to the right of her. To her left was a windowsill. Directly in front of her was a middle-aged man sitting at a large wooden desk. The desk had a picture of him, a woman, and two younger teen boys. Everyone was smiling in the picture and it caused Mitsuki to clutch her heart.

"You can sit down Mitsuki," the man said pointing to an emerald green armchair in front of the desk. Mitsuki cautiously sat down in the chair not able to look her father in the eye. The man fidgeted with the gold ring on his left hand.

"Mitsuki, I'm sorry for your loss" Naoto said. Mitsuki only nodded and continued to look down. "I want to apologize for all these years. I can't say I didn't know about you but, I was young and stupid and didn't have any clue to what I was doing" Naoto sighed as he said this. Mitsuki continued to nod while very quietly saying, "It's fine". "I pulled some strings and got you a spot in a very prestigious school. Your brothers go there in fact. It's called Ouran High School. I'm sure you'll be happy there," Naoto said trying to get some reaction out of the girl. Mitsuki could only nod. "Unfortunately for the time being you will have to live in the guest house. You see my father; your grandfather is rather disappointed that I have taken you in. He still currently holds stock in the company and I can't have him give any of it away. But I promise you will still have maids and a butler." Naoto said maneuvering to see Mitsuki's face. To his surprise not only did she raise her head she said something to. "Father it's okay that your ashamed of me, I'll live in the guest house" Mitsuki said holding tears back.

Naoto gasped at the sight of her face. He always somewhat doubted that this quiet girl could be his and Sakura's daughter. He looked at Mitsuki and saw that she looked like a copy of Sakura. Her dark hair, with that little purple sheen to it reminded him of the women he once loved. Her eyes that made it seem like you were starring straight into the ocean. Naoto had to admit; she was beautiful just like her mother.

"Your brothers are at school so you will meet them in the morning. They're fourteen years old. All of your things have already been taken to the guesthouse. If you need anything Helga my maid can help you" Naoto said. Mitsuki mustered every thought of her mother and starred straight into her father's eyes. "I'll be sure to make a good impression father, but I can't promise that they'll like me because I'm only a bastard" Mitsuki said with bitterness. "Well I'll see you tomorrow Mitsuki. Good night my dear." Naoto said as he stood up and led his daughter out of his office. He was taken aback by her biting words. He had never thought that she would be a bastard. It made sense but for some reason he never thought of him leaving would turn her into a bastard. "But would it had changed anything if you realized?" the back of his mind asked. Naoto took a moment to think and realized he wouldn't have changed his decision. Naoto never had felt this bad about himself before. They reached the door and Naoto grabbed Mitsuki and squeezed. Tears rolled down his cheek. He whispered "I'm so sorry Mitsuki, please forgive me" into Mitsuki's ear before she left for the guesthouse.

Once Mitsuki left his office Naoto went to his desk. He pulled his bottom desk drawer out. After riffling through many documents he found what he was looking for. A tattered leather journal was what he found. Inside it was one of his most precious possessions. Opening the journal he found exactly what he was looking for. The picture in his hand showed him with Sakura and a newly born Mitsuki. Sakura's face was flushed but her eyes held compassion that only a mother could have. Mitsuki's tiny body rested in Naoto's arms. In his other hand was a red rose that had been pressed in this journal for years. It was the first rose Naoto gave to Sakura. Naoto's body heaved as he quietly sobbed over the family he had abandoned.

Mitsuki couldn't help but squeeze her father back. It had been ages since anyone hugged her. Mitsuki noticed that the maid's jaw had dropped; apparently her father was not the most emotional man. The maid pulled her down the hall and out into the backyard. The backyard shocked Mitsuki. Awaiting her was a stone patio and a garden that could rival Eden. Hedges formed a maze, which lead to the guesthouse. Mitsuki followed the maid through the maze. While in the maze Mitsuki would occasionally see odd sights. In one dead end there was a swing all by itself. In another dead end there was a small wishing well covered with ivy. Mitsuki made a mental note to come visit the well later. After what seemed and eternity Mitsuki left the green walls of the maze. When she exited she finally saw her new home.

The guesthouse was the home Mitsuki always dreamed of. The house was white with blue shutters and a red door. She entered the house and nearly cried at the sight of her new home. The entrance of the house had a sweeping staircase just like the main house. To her left Mitsuki saw a dining room. The dining room had floors made of mahogany with matching walls. A crystal chandelier hung above the oak table. To her right Mitsuki saw a study/living room. She walked over to the couches and felt smooth leather. In front of the couches was a large wide screen plasma TV. Paintings of gardens hung on the pearl walls. "Miss. Okada come up stairs" the young maid hollered. Mitsuki dashed up the stone stairs. She followed the voice past the sky blue hallways with white trim.

When Mitsuki found the maid her new bedroom was revealed to her. The walls were lavender and soothed Mitsuki. The molding was white and had intricate designs carved into it. Smooth ivory carpet brushed against her skin. Her bed was something out of a fairytale. Sheer white fabric rippled over the top of the bed. The bed was covered with a goose down comforter and silk sheets. Wooden nightstands were placed on each side of the bed. A butler placed down Mitsuki's luggage and began to walk away. On the nightstand to the right, a vase full of red roses stood mocking her. Mitsuki's body began to tremble as flashbacks of her and her mother invaded her mind.

FLASH BACK

A five-year-old Mitsuki and her mother Sakura were in the back of the flower store organizing bouquets to be sold in the store. "Mitsuki when making a bouquet you need complete focus. Every flower has it's own special meaning. Take this yellow rose; it's a sign of friendship. Two friends can exchange a yellow rose and know that nothing romantic is happening." Sakura said as she stroked her beloved daughter. "Mama what does a red rose mean?" Mitsuki asked. "My darling it means true love. When someone gives another person a red rose it means that they either like the person a lot or love them with all their heart" Sakura said handing a red rose to Mitsuki. Sakura pulled Mitsuki into her arms and twirled her around. Pulling Mitsuki to her chest Sakura whispered "I love you baby girl" into Mitsuki's ear.

FLASH BACK ENDED

Tears rolled down Mitsuki's cheeks, as she smelled the roses. She picked up the roses and tossed them out the window. Reaching into her only piece of luggage "her mother's duffle bag" she fished out her most treasured possession, her mother's picture. In the picture it showed Sakura at age fifteen splashing in the ocean spray. Mitsuki's tears splattered on the frame as Mitsuki placed the picture where the roses had been. Stripping down to her underwear Mitsuki climbed into bed and let sleep take away the pain.

NEXT MORNING

Feeling a gentle nudge Mitsuki found a jolly looking blond standing at her bed. The woman had a curvy body and rosy cheeks. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and she smelled of cinnamon rolls. "Miss. Okada it's time for you to go to school. I'm Helga by the way," the woman said with a thick German accent. "I don't have anything to wear to a place like that" Mitsuki thinking about how her common wardrobe would not suit a rich school. "Don't worry sweetie you have a uniform. It's lying on the chair by the door. Dress quickly breakfast is waiting downstairs. With that said Helga walked out of the room. Mitsuki walked over too the chair and saw her new uniform. It was a yellow monstrosity. It's sleeves puffed up on the shoulder and it had a white collar with a maroon ribbon. Mitsuki sighed and pulled the dress over her slender body. Surprisingly it fit Mitsuki well. Dashing into the bathroom Mitsuki checked how her hair looked. Her dark hair went down to her lower back and had ringlets. Knowing she wouldn't be able to tame the curls Mitsuki dashed down stairs.

The smell of pancakes invaded her sense of smell. On the dining room table a breakfast fit for kings. The silver platters included pancakes, French toast, eggs of every style, fresh fruit, toast with many jams, and a wide variety of beverages. Helga burst into the dining room and poked Mitsuki with a wooden spoon. "Young lady you took to long upstairs now you only have time for a protein bar" Helga said. Mitsuki's stomach growled in sorrow. Mitsuki quickly ate a piece of toast with raspberry jam. As she was about to slip out the door Helga stopped her. In her hands was a dark violet headband. Helga slipped the headband on Mitsuki's head. "For good luck" Helga said. Mitsuki yanked on her socks and black Mary Jane's. At the front door was a small leather backpack with the Okada insignia on it. Mitsuki picked up the bag and headed to the limo. Mitsuki hopped into the limo. The limo pulled away from the estate and drove towards Mitsuki's new school.

As the limo pulled up to the school she was amazed. The school itself looked like a castle. Walking through the front gate Mitsuki saw her fellow students. Off in the distance she saw a small crowd of girls surrounding seven boys. Mitsuki was taken aback at how good looking the boys were. In the center of the group was a tall blonde with blue eyes making dramatic gestures towards a smaller brown haired boy. The brown haired boy looked very feminine and Mitsuki had an odd feeling about him. Next to them was a pair of red headed twins. At the moment they were in a pose that would make any girl blush. Next to them was a very cute little boy with golden hair on a dark but kind looking boy's shoulders. Finally there was a boy with glasses that had a very cool feeling. Mitsuki gasped as she recognized him. He was Kyoya Ootori, her father's business partner's son. Mitsuki wanting to avoid having to introduce herself ran into the school. Following signs on the walls Mitsuki found herself in the headmaster's office.

The man standing before her had light brown hair. His skin was weathered from worry and he looked very tired. The nameplate on his desk said "Yuzuru Suoh". Yuzuru sat down behind his desk and made a gesture to Mitsuki to sit down in the chair in front of him. Mitsuki sat down unable to hold his gaze. These were the moments she wished she was more social.

"So Mitsuki, your transcript says you were president of your middle school's garden club. Ouran has a garden club that would love for you to join" Yuzuru said hopefully. Mitsuki shook her head. "Oh, that's alright I'm sure you'll find another club to join. This is your schedule; you're in class 1-A. With your grades I'm sure you'll be in the top ten students. Now follow your map to the classroom" Yuzuru said. Mitsuki nodded and left the room. "That poor girl I hope she makes friends" Yuzuru thought.

Mitsuki rushed towards her classroom. She didn't want to be late because that would cause attention. Mitsuki thought about the headmaster's words. She had indeed been the president of the garden club. Since there was twenty members Mitsuki let the vice president do all the speaking while she made the decisions. Mitsuki found herself in front of the door. Urging her muscles to open the door Mitsuki began to twist the handle. Upon opening the door she saw that she had indeed been late. The teacher stopped speaking and walked over to her. The teacher loudly said, "Class we have a new student Mitsuki Okada. I'm sure you'll all make her feel welcome. Mitsuki take the seat in the corner by the window". Mitsuki was screaming inside. How could the teacher had done this to her? She didn't want anyone to know she was there let alone know her name. Mitsuki took her place in the corner happy to be out of sight. The class whispered and peered back at her. Before she could stop it her face turned pink and she turned her head to her desk. The only students actually near her were three boys. Mitsuki then realized that they were the boys from earlier! The two red headed boys had their arms slung around the brown haired boy. They were whispering something in his ear. Mitsuki then turned her attention to the window. Mitsuki had to admit that the landscaping was breathtaking. The trees were bursting with green leaves and roses were all around. Mitsuki felt the now familiar pain at seeing the roses. Even though they caused her pain Mitsuki could not forget her passion of flowers.

Class quickly passed and it was time for lunch. Since Helga had insisted on a homemade bento for the first day of school Mitsuki had no need to buy lunch. Finding a table away from everyone else Mitsuki sat down and ate her lunch. Every once in a while someone would glance at Mitsuki and say something to their friends. In the middle of eating her lunch Mitsuki saw a table full of girls. As if on cue the girls turned to look at her. When they finished looking at her they started to laugh hysterically. "They know I'm a bastard!" Mitsuki thought. Not wanting to deal with the pain of that Mitsuki ran out of the lunchroom and into the bathroom. Mitsuki ran into a stall and locked it. Before she knew it she felt warm liquid on her face. While crying Mitsuki thought of her mother. What was it that she always told her? Her mothers saying popped into her head. "Never let them see that they get to you. The only reason they taunt you is so that they can feel better about themselves" Sakura said in a loving voice. "I'll try momma, I promise" Mitsuki said as she stepped out of the stall. Wiping away her tears Mitsuki looked at her reflection. People had always told her she looked like her mother. Mitsuki never could see it though. Sakura was beautiful and confident while she was weak and ugly. Wanting to make her mother proud Mitsuki made her way back to class. She was early so she began taking notes. When she opened her bag she found an ivory envelope. Inside it was an invitation. On parchment paper with gold calligraphy the invitation said "Come to the third music room after school". Mitsuki was shocked. Why would anyone want to meet her? "I don't care if it's a prank I have to go, for mamma," Mitsuki thought.

With the Host Club

"Hikaru did you put the invitation in her backpack?" Kyoya asked. "Yes, don't worry I made sure that she didn't see me put it in" Hikaru said in a cheeky tone. "Whose the invitation for Hika?" Hunny asked while eating a tiny cake. 'It's for the new girl Mitsuki Okada" Hikaru said as he searched for Kaoru. "Okada like the medicine company?" Hunny inquired. "Exactly correct Hunny" Kyoya said as he typed on his computer. "What do you know about her Kyoya?" Tamaki asked. "Mitsuki is the illegitimate child of Naoto Okada. She is fifteen years old and suffers from chronic shyness. Her mother passed away a month ago. Since she had no other family, Naoto had her come live in his guest house." Kyoya said. Normally he could care less about some shy girl but he was instructed by his father to make friends with her. She just happened to be the daughter of the CEO of the worlds largest pharmaceutical company. "So she's a bastard?" Hikaru asked. Kaoru and Haruhi promptly hit him on the head. "Why did you do that?" Hikaru moaned as he rubbed his beaten head. "Hikaru you can't say things like that:" Haruhi said coldly. Hunny walked over to Kyoya's computer and looked at Mitsuki's picture. "She's beautiful," Hunny said in a dreamy voice. "Ah" was heard from Mori. "We need to make her feel extra welcome, she could become a very good customer," Kyoya said. Suddenly the door creaked open and Mitsuki herself walked in.

With Mitsuki

Following her map Mitsuki found her way too the third Music room. 'Well this is it" Mitsuki thought as she turned the door handle. Upon entering the room she was amazed. Tens of girls sat at tables with teacups. The boys she had seen earlier were entertaining them. All seven of the boys turned towards her. The little boy with golden hair ran up to her and threw his arms around her waist. He looked up at her with the most innocent eyes she had ever seen. "Hi Mitsuki, my name is Hunny" the boy said. Mitsuki's face turned bright red and she could only muster out a "hello". Hunny took her hand and pulled her towards the other boys. The tall blonde took her hand and kissed it. Mitsuki's faced turned redder than it had ever been. "Hello sweet Mitsuki, my name is Tamaki welcome to my hostclub. Frozen to the ground Mitsuki looked down. The brown haired boy came up to her and introduced himself. "My name is Haruhi, welcome to Ouran' he said with a genuine smile. "He seems too sweet to be a boy" Mitsuki thought. The boy with glasses came up to her. "I'm Kyoya Ootori it's a pleasure to meet you," he said while staring at her with immense focus. The twins bounced over and took Mitsuki's hands and twirled her around. "Hello we're Kaoru and Hikaru," the twins said with perfect harmony. A customer walked up and sat next to Tamaki. Her golden hair was pinned up in a bun that made her green eyes stand out even more. She looked at Mitsuki with disgust and said, "So you're the Okada bastard".

Heat rose to Mitsuki's face. She could hear shouting but she didn't wait to see who it was. She ran towards the door. Tears once again trickled down her cheeks. "Why is it happening again? Why can't they just leave me alone? What did I do to deserve this?" Mitsuki screamed in her head. Running as fast as she could Mitsuki began running down the stairwell. With her tears blinding her Mitsuki could not see a book lying on the ground. Mitsuki ran over the book and slipped. She began to fall down the staircase. "AHH" Mitsuki screamed as she prepared for the fall. But it never came. As she looked up to see her rescuer Mitsuki saw a boy with a scary face and blood red hair.

a/n SO this chapter was really long "for me". I tried to keep everyone in character. Don't worry the hostclub will be in this fic but the main pairing is Mitsuki and Kasonada. I'll try to update soon but my other story That Summer is my main priority. PLEASE REVIEW THEY KEEP ME WRITING.