Welcome, to my new Ouran High School Host Club fanfic! This, as the chapter title indicates, is the prologue. Please R&R so that I can see if I should continue publishing chapters. Beware of my brain, she can be horribly rude and blunt sometimes. Plus, she's no fun whatsoever.

'You're the one to talk. What kind of introduction was that, anyways? I'm the one who came up with the idea for this story!'

See what I mean?! God, I hate living with her. Please don't let our feud affect you. Just enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC. *sobs*

Warnings: None.

I stood in front of the full-length mirror and stared at my reflection. A reflection that wore a hideous yellow dress, might I add. My dark chocolate brown hair hung past my shoulder blades in light waves, framing my makeup-covered face. Mascara lengthened my already long eyelashes, accentuating my murky sea green eyes. The dress clung to my naturally narrow frame and showed off my new bosom.

Oh hell no.

I should've said no to my sister, who came back from a single week at the overly posh school for rich brats, Ouran Academy, in tears. That school was no place for "mere commoners," as the other girls at the school stated. You'd think a genius like my sister could handle some simple bullies, but she's surprisingly soft and childish, making her an easy target. Everyone except bullies ignored her, as if she was invisible. She begged me to switch places with her, and I couldn't say no to her puppy-dog eyes, even if they were the same as mine.

Yeah, being a twin was hard. We were always mistaken for each other when we were younger. Of course, that was before my brother announced to the family that he would become my sister. I had seen this coming and I was the first she told, naturally. My parents were completely accepting and open about the whole ordeal, which was unsurprising. They had always been that way, encouraging us to be ourselves and not conform. You could say I had an awesome, carefree family that everyone dreams of, but that's why I was in this situation in the first place. Our parents agreed to start saving up for hormones and a gender reassignment surgery, and that required a lot of money, so my sister needed to get scholarships for free education and living. Ouran was her top pick, of course, even though it was far away and she would be forced to live in the dormitories. If you could call the ambassador suite styled rooms "dorms." You didn't have communal bathrooms. You didn't even have a roommate! Unconsciously, I began chewing on my lower lip as I tried to sort all the thoughts swarming through my head.

"STOP!"

I yelped in surprise, whirling around to face the source of the voice.

"Mari-chan, please don't screech like that," I huffed in annoyance, scratching my hot and itchy wig.

"Well then don't chew on your lip and mess up the makeup and all the hard work I put into making you look like me! And stop screwing with the hair," she snapped, slapping my hand away from where I was scratching my head.

"Yeah, it must've been really hard making me look like you, since we're totally not identical twins or anything," I said sarcastically. She stiffened up at that comment. Ah, crap. I went too far on that one. My voice softened. "Sorry, Mari-chan. What's wrong? You're acting weird."

"I'm just… worried," she murmured.

"About what?"

"Everything. You going to Ouran instead of me while I start online school and how much I'm gonna miss you," she sniffed.

I enveloped my sister in a hug. "Hey there, don't cry. I'll try to see you every weekend, okay? You can always call me, too."

"I know, but… you're my other half, y'know? In the week I was gone I missed you so much that it hurt. Now I feel guilty about making you swap places with me. Are… are you sure about this?"

I hugged her tighter. "Anything for my Mari-chan."

After a minute or so, we separated and she rubbed her tears away, slapping the brightest smile she could on her face. "Remember to follow the makeup guide, okay? And if those girls try to bully you, stand up to them for me."

"You know I will, lil' sis." She punched me lightly in the arm. "Only by a couple of minutes!"

My mom walked in at that moment. "Are you all ready? The train will leave in 30 minutes, so let's go." I nodded and grabbed my backpack and duffel bag while my sister grabbed the handle of my large rolling suitcase. I noticed how unsure Mari looked, so I snatched her free hand in mine and squeezed it reassuringly. "It'll be okay, Mari-chan. I love you." She smiled and squeezed my hand back. "I love you, too, Haruka-chan."

Aw, aren't they adorable?!

'… I guess so.'

See, even my brain agrees! Twins are just the cutest! I wish I was this close with my brother (I'm not a twin, sadly). Chapters will be out just about every Friday. I'll be away on vacation next week, leaving you guys plenty of time to R&R and tell me if I should continue this or not. Thank you so much!