No ownership of original, Ouran High School Host Club. This story and idea based from it is my own. Enjoy Kaoru's side of everything with a twist on the original. I do wonder if any of you will catch the adjustment right away with the first chapter.


When she entered the classroom, Kaoru thought the ratty blue sweater was eating her. It hung a bit too long on her already small frame. He tilted his head. Petite. More petite under the sweater. Wide brown eyes peered at her new classmates. She looked like a living doll. He wondered who dressed her or gave her those clothes. A girl with a face like that was too cute not to play dress up with. Although, Kaoru did agree the middle school uniform would do her well. Pinks, creams, and chocolates would look well on her.

Brunette hair curtained before her face as she bowed. Then she went through her greetings. She sat at the desk next to his brother. Hikaru glanced at her and dismissed her, preferring to show his game stats to Kaoru before he put it back away.

The teacher began the class and Kaoru began taking notes. It's not as though she would ever come to matter in the world. Hikaru and he always had to make their own entertainment and way in the world. No matter the place or people, nothing changed in their world. New and exciting things that captured either his brother or his attention came from their own bored minds looking to spice it up.

Hikaru preferred it that way, protecting their world fiercely. And Kaoru kept the gates tightly shut. But he continued hoping that one day, a person from outside their tiny world would prove it wrong. He grew more and more heavy hearted at the loneliness carving out his insides. It was painful.

But he feared how lost and broken his brother would become if he left the world altogether. So Kaoru stayed, hoping for that day of impossiblities, when another could enter their world and be there for Hikaru if it was ever needed.