My mom was Japanese and always told me about Japan and that one day we'll visit. But I never guessed it would be so soon and permanent.

I walked into my room like I always do after coming. My 300 old oak desk was in the front of my room, three windows near the corner, my single bed with black rose sheets, and a trunk big, tall, and strong enough to hide three grown beagles. I thought everyday the same things would occur, my mom fighting with dad, my dad drunk and making my mom mad, and me always being in the middle. Maybe that's why I never talked.

Maybe it was easier that way. I took my pencil and pad into my bed and started to sketch something. It was an apple in a straw basket, great outline, shadowing, and volume. Was perfect, my mom opened the door at told me in an angry tone and my hand slipped and made a mistake. "That's it, we're leaving!"

I wrote on my sketch pad in the middle of my apple. "What's wrong?"

She says looking at what I wrote for a second after starting packing all my stuff into a big bag we used to use for traveling. "Your father that is!"

"Where to?" I asked on my sketch pad.

She looks at my sketch pad before answering. "Japan. My friend is alright with this." She packs most of my stuff and my room is almost bare.

"What about school?"

Taking a glance at what I wrote she replied. "Since of your outstanding grades at the America's Youngest Genius Center, AYGC, you got a creative scholarship to Ouran High School."

"Isn't that the school for the rich that boasts about their money a lot?"

"We're going to leave tomorrow." She finished packing up all my stuff.

I was out of the airport with my mother. Everything to me seemed to be so… unique or more modern than back home. Futuristic perhaps might have suited it better. My mother pointed to a flamboyant lady in yellow and green and said she's her sister. As we were about to walk over I asked. "When will I start school?" I wrote and my mom seemed surprised.

"I forgot about that condition!" She then whispered to me. "You have to dress as a boy for this whole semester, the principal likes playing with his son and his whole entire school, and wants to see their reaction when they find out."

"Why me?"

"Because you're cute, and see who would fall for a mute cute boy."

I guess I could pass for I guy, I'm was taller than my old friends, I was 5'9.

"Seems fun, I'm in."

"Yay!" She says as we go to her friend.

I never knew her friend was so rich. I looked at her ride, a long and sleek white limo. But almost like the race car shows back home, it had two bright red flames covering each side of it. I went in and asked my mom. "What about an alibi or profile of me?"

"Oh that? So glad the principal did this, he spent an hour making posts under your fake name, birth certificate faked, and everything was flawless. You don't have to worry at all Autumn. He also asked AYGC to keep quiet and make your profile change to male and told the students. Your fake name will be, Kyle Cooper. Also your backstory is a friend of mine asks me to take care of you as they travel the world."

"Will people be actually tricked by me?"

"Remember all those times the top producers wanted you in their movie from a simple play of Beauty and the Beast, besides you're the best at acting innocent."

"Okay."

"Just go to sleep, you need this sleep."

"What about you? I think you should go to sleep as well."

She smiles at me and closes her eyes and put her head on my lap.

The day of school arrives and Yazuru Suoh, the chairman of the school board allowed me to wear whatever I wanted to school and every teacher was notified that. So I can become more flashy, which I know is what he wanted me to do. I had short blond hair and light blue eyes, so I was in no trouble to find something to accompany it. I wore the dog tag my friend gave to me before he left, but I never wrote my name in it. I put on a white undershirt and a black v-neck shirt.

I slung my flashy sky blue bag around my shoulder. My sketch pad and pencil was in my bag. The textbooks were delivered and I got them yesterday. I put them in my bag and I walked down the spiraling stairs. I was still surprised it was more like our home, I guess the word for it if I'm from Japan, would be... western? Maybe like one of those big buildings inside in New York City, all chic, black, and white.

I went down to the kitchen and took a sandwich out for breakfast. I started munching on my sandwich.

"My name is Mani." A woman with long black hair said in English fluently. "I'm your driver for taking you to school. I also know your secret miss."

I flip to my 101th page, where the page before was labeled as talking to Japanese older woman. I thought it was a bother to always write, so I made presets.

The 101th page said in Japanese. "Pleasure." I shake her hand.

Clearly not shocked about me knowing Japanese, she smiles. "Let's go, we don't want you to be late to your first day of school, first impressions are usually golden tickets."

I flipped to the 85th page for one worded replies for Japanese older woman. "Okay."

I follow her to the car. I went in the car and she closes it for me. I buckle in and didn't mind when she put on her playlist of rock and heavy metal. I got to the school and I closed the door.

"Remember, go to the main office." Mani says as she leaves.

The place was empty, except for a few cars scattered about. I entered the school building and I already lost my way in four turns. I saw two people, one chattering a lot and the other just staring about.

The younger boy points at me. "Hey look! Isn't that the transfer student? I heard from Kyoya he's mute."

I take my sketch pad out and I write on it. "If you know if I'm me and that I'm new, could I trouble you to show me where the main office?"

"Yeah, I won't mind a bit! Let's go! By the way, I'm Honey." He points to the taller kid. "He's Mori. We're both 3rd years."

I didn't see it and thought it was weird, but take me for an example, a girl who chose to stay mute on their own, I'm not one to judge.

I went to page 86 and showed them it and smiled. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." That guy I thought was like me in a way blushed a bit and turned his head away.

In a few minutes I was at the main office. I went to a blank page and wrote. "Thanks again."

"No problem!" They walked away and I entered the office.

I eyed the secretary and I wrote on a blank page. "I was told to come here for my schedule."

"You're Kyle Cooper, right?"

I went to page 87. "Yes."

"Here it is." She hands me it. and I show her page 86.

"You're welcome. Now just take a right from here and you'll soon see your classroom."

I bow as I quickly leave. I was trying to get used to the customs, like instead of us moving classroom to classroom, the teachers move. I guess it was good for us, I guess? I follow her directions and I see a classroom. It matched what mine said. I opened the door and come in.

The teacher which I labeled as teacher E for english said. "Ah, this is Kyle Cooper, he's from America and on a creative scholarship. Would you like to introduce yourself?" Then she cursed under her breath asking that.

I heard some noise and clattering from class. I then took the chalk from the blackboard and wrote in English and underneath it Japanese, Hello, I'm Kyle Cooper. I'm mute for some personal circumstances, but I'm glad to have you as my new classmates.

I smile after writing it and I heard a voice say. "He's great host material."

I then heard voices say. "He's a mixture of Honey and Mori!"

I then heard another voice say. "Mori and Honey both have some competition ahead of them!"

"Wow, he knows Japanese fluently!"

"A scholarship? Almost like Haruhi!"

"Look at his style, it's so cool!"

"His hair is so light and his eyes are so unique!"

Teacher E hushed them as she said. "Quiet! Now, Kyle, you can sit behind Haruhi. Haruhi, raise your hand."

A boy smiling naturally said femininely. "I'm here." Though he did say it in the male's term, it definitely sound girly.

I took a seat behind him and I studied the people next to him. They looked exactly the same, a normal person couldn't tell the difference. I spent that whole period studying the difference of the two identical twins. Lunch soon came and I took lunch from my bag and set it out. It took me time to realize I was being watched.

The only thing I packed was my leftovers from the desert I made yesterday, cake... No wonder. Mother told me I had a knack for making sweets. I looked around me and I saw two familiar people, wait, they were the people I met early. I saw Honey and Mori and Honey was eying my food. I knew if Mori wasn't restraining him back, he would eat my food in a flash.

I wrote down on a blank piece of page. "You want some? I have more."

"Really? You're so kind!" Honey says as I get more from my bag.

Like I knew, he stuffed his face with food and I couldn't help but smile at it. He reminded me of another friend I knew when I was in elementary school, he loved food. Anything that was edible that was. After school, S teacher (science teacher), asked me to bring some things into the 2nd music room.

I nod my head and carried the boxes in my hands and went to the location. I dropped the boxes and opened the door. Rose petals swirled around me and I coughed one out of my mouth. I saw Arabian themed clothes on seven different people.

I went to page 4 of my sketch pad. "..."

I see classmates from my class and other people I don't know chattering.

"Who is this kid?" A blonde that I could tell was a narcissist.

A black haired guy shifts his glasses. "Tamaki, his name is Kyle Cooper. He's in Haruhi, Kaoru, and Hikaru's class. No real data on him."

The twins noticed me and said. "Hey, he's that mute kid."

"Oh I heard about him! I heard he's rivaling against Mori and Honey being silent, but cute as well."

"I think I'm in the wrong room."

"Anybody got déjà vu?" One of the twins say as the people were ushered out for "hiring" of some sort.

"Can I go now?" The doors are blocked by the twins.

"Nope. We're making you a host." The twins say together.

"For what reason? I did nothing to deserve this! No way."

"Wear these headphones, you'll boost your cool factor in what you're wearing now plus the headphones."

"But I don't need them, if I'm not using them!" I put my sketch pad in their face.

"You'll be a cuter Mori, cute to look at, but always farther away for people to reach. A fine art inside a glass container."

A drill sound was heard and a maniac, ahem, otaku appeared. "I can imagine it already! Kyle sitting by the window listening to the music with the fresh air and cold breeze comes by, he turns his head and winks at his companions, they all swoon!"

"No freakin' way am I gonna do this!"

"No choice."

The brothers come at me and I stand there still. "Gotcha!" They look down. "Huh? Where did you go?"

I was a meter away, yet I wore the headphones and I crushed the floor centimeters away from the brothers who laid on the floor in a daze and I went to page 57. "Who is next?"

"Mori, go get him." Honey says after being bribed by cake.

I never expected him to be so strong, but once I realized it, I became a tad more serious. I turned my instincts on and I knew what to do and how he was going to attack before he did. He was about to hit my leg and I jumped backwards and made an incomplete circle. I then put in all my strength as I got a good shot and hit his stomach. The doors broke as out of the doors where I saw the girls were still there.

"Still anybody who wants to go against me?" I say with a smile.

The black haired guy who was the only one not in shock said. "Forgot to mention, Kyle was trained at AYGC, America's Youngest Genius Center not only creative arts, but martial arts. Beat all of her opponents with speed and skill."

"I will." Honey says obviously mad and furious with me. "Nobody hits Mori and gets away with it."

Sorry if I sucked at battle descriptions and for pausing on Death Pen. This inspiration was a bit from a friend's mother who is writing a book, and some were inspired after I read some fanfic, like Endure by Artist-kun and A Smile so Fake - Ouran Fanfic (Hikaru Love Story). Then I thought, wait, I read a lot of the manga and I watched all of the anime, I know the names, so I guess I kind of combined these two and made my own unique character. At least I gave credit, some random people could claim it was their's.

Anyway, VERY sorry for stopping Death Pen, but it shall resume after I have some inspiration.