Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

This is my first fan fiction- and i did have help writing this from a friend. Half this storie's credit goes to her awesome writing skills!

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With the rains of Early spring now only a memory, the bright sunlight sparkled off the windows of the prestigious Ouran Academy. Lozeyla pulled back her curtain of brown hair and tucked it behind her ear only to find the glare of the windows far more intense as exploring the school with all her books in hand. Presently, she was wondering down the performing arts building, and the map showed her she'd reach the music rooms in a few minutes.

Tazamoshi Lozelya had just transferred to Ouran. Her family had moved from the north to the south part of Japan, so a change in schools was necessary. Getting away from her old high school reputation wasn't the only reason she was happy for the new school. Ouran also happened to have two of her friends, whom she had seen a few times in the past three or four years. They were relatives, sons to her father's cousin, Her great grandmothers son's nephews, Her Older brother's girlfriend's grandmother's grand children. Well, in several ways, actually. Tazamoshi family and Hitachiin family had a lot of social business together, and several marriages between the two. And the boys themselves, though a little impish, were high class individuals, and belonged with her type of people.

The hallway she was in turned to the left, and one of the sings above the door read "Third Music room." For after school, there seemed to be a lot of noise coming from inside. She looked down the hall, empty. She looked back at the door, then heard some girl giggle. 'probably some boy crazy idiot squealing because of an idol' she shrugged and said quietly to herself "a fan club, no more." yet, she couldn't keep her curiosity down. She went to the door that was ever so slightly ajar and peeked in. Through the crack of light, her eyes seemed to enter a different place. There were several young women, all dressed up in the same yellow dress as she, it being the school uniform, and six, no seven men.

On the left sat a large grouping of girls, maybe six of them, and one boy, tall with blond hair, he seemed to have a natural warming essence about him. There there was a tea-table, right in front of one of the bright windows. Here sat two boys, one very short and also blond, with a pink teddy bear-no- bunny on his lap. He seemed to be devouring slice after slice of some super sugary cake. Beside him was a tall man, with very dark hair. He looked strong, and quiet. There were maybe three or four girls around them as well. Lozelya could almost see the puffy glittering hearts sounding the no doubt boy-crazy girls. In the center of this room were two others. There didn't seem to be many girls around, and they looked to be fairly idle chat. one was very tall. He seemed stern and precise. He had black hair and glasses. With his index finger he pushed them up to the bridge of his nose. The other person, and flimsy looking boy with very feminine bone structure was next to him, carrying a tea tray in front of his lap. On the Right-most side were two boys with women melting all around them. Two boys whom Lozelya instantly knew. But they looked... odd. They were so close, one of them, Karou, she realized hand his hand under the other, Hikaru's, chin, their mouths close enough for each to eat the other's words.

Her violent violet eyes sharpened and narrowed. She glared at the twins, disgraced at them. 'Disgusting! They show off themselves for a pack of girls.' Her fierce glare only got stronger, and She saw them stiffen. She knew this was the time to leave, so she readjusted her books and turned for the northern courtyard.

'How could they? They were upstanding, they were role-models. They were class A!' she was infuriated on her trip down the hall and to the stairs.

The two boys stiffened. They each could feel ice running down there spines. They were close enough where they could exchange a few words without their costumers noticing.

"Was that -?" whispered Karou

"I think so." the other returned,

"No one has a colder stare then her." The said simultaneously. Each of them shivered, then returned to their customers. Each thinking the same thing, If that WAS Lozelya, she'd know they were up to something, she'd tell their parents, and they'd be in trouble for life.

Lozelya kept going, finding herself outside faster then she had gotten inside, and she sat by the fountain and started setting out her homework. "I can't believe I have homework on the first day! Thats such a drag!" She grabbed a hair tie to keep the mass out of her eyes and tied it back in a perfect ponytail. She opened on of her books and began to read.

She was constantly aware of everything and everyone around her, even though she rejected it all. She had her own world, and yet someone caught her eye. She didn't turn her head, just ignored it. It probably wasn't anyone useful anyways, and if someone wasn't useful, what need be there to bother with them?

The person, or persons, came up to her. It was when she could only see from their knees down that she finally looked up. "Can I help you?" They seemed to be lower then her, as far as the school classes go. It was D for them, if she remembered seeing them come out of the right room.

"Just give us what we want." Before she could say a word, the front guy grabbed her by the collar and picked her up. She was panic stricken. She couldn't reach the ground, and she was only eye level with this man. She wanted to call out, to scream, but her voice was lost. Her mind raced through all the possibilities, and she finally landed on one that fit. 'Dear god, I'm going to be RAPED. WHAT AM I GONING TO DO??'

There were three other boys, and each grabbed a limb, the shortest and bulkiest grabbed her both her ankles. She tried to kick, to punch, but she couldn't move against them all. One of them reached a hand around her and put one hand to her breast, rubbing it just a bit. He eyes pleaded for mercy, but she couldn't find the words. The man holding her pulled her close to him, putting his lips on her virgin ones. He tried to dip his tounge in and she bit him. He instantly pulled back and she found her voice. She began to scream loudly, making all their ears ring. The foreman took a step back and dropped her. "Damn it, shut up, bitch!" he yelled, and got back at her, this time ready for her scream, and he wrapped his arm around her, covering her mouth.

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