A/N: YAAAAY! FIRST OHSHC story! Isn't this exciting? Well, it is for me at least! I thank you now for reading. I hope you enjoy this, I warn you though, there will be some tragic off we go!

Title: One Half Of A Whole

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OCs...

Summary: Kikuko and Kumiko were the closet you could get, twins. The had the clone act going on until they were fifteen and there parents separated them to try and get them to live on there own. It ended up in Kumiko being murdered. Stubborn, broken and risking everything, shes sent to Ouran High School Academy. She has to deal with the host club, over bearing parents who want her to continue her music career on her own, and the steps to uncovering her sisters murder she has to figure out exactly what she's risking.

One: Of New School Uniforms and Blonde Perverts

The maid tried once again offer me the slice of toast. It was small, whole wheat and nearly no butter on it. I promptly ignored it as I walked out the door and I could tell she was smiling sadly, pitying me behind my back. I didn't care.

I opened my own door to the limo after I shooed away the escort. I straightened out my black skirt as I sat. I wasn't excited about this at all. My snooty-ass parents were sending me to the most expensive school they could. AKA Ouran Academy. I had refused to wear the yellow umbrella dress, no way!, so instead I was in a black pleated skirt a white dress shirt that I had cuffed up to my elbows, the black and purple boys tie loose around my neck, and the top three buttons undone, and a small purple vest. I had also worn a pair of purple ripped tights that matched the tie and and my black ankle boots. To top it all off I had my eyes lined with black, nothing to drastic, and the last thing was the three piercings in my lobe on both of my ears and a small black jewel in my nose.

The escort beat me to the door and let me out. I walked through the regal gates at the entrance of the school. Heads turned every way to look at me. All curious, some scrunching others shock. I ignored them all and made my way into the school. I found my way to my class easily, the A class. I walked in ignoring the whispers that erupted from everyone. I promptly sat on the desk in the first row right in front of the teachers desk. I got two identical raised eyebrows when a pair of red headed twins walked in along with a very effeminate face of a boy a bit taller than me. They moved to the back and sat down the shorter boy in the middle.

The teacher finally walked in and collected my papers and signed them.

"Good morning class! We have a new transfer student, Ikede Kikuko."

"Its nice to meet you all", I said in a false cheerful voice.

Whispers continued. I'm not surprised. They're all wondering what happened to the pretty singer/piano player after she mysteriously dropped off the face of the earth. I looked at the teacher wondering where to sit.

"You can sit in front of Fujioka. Will you raise your hand?".

The brown haired boy raised his and I took the seat. Class started and it was boring. I could feel a pair of amber eyes on the back of my head but I tried to ignore them. I knew them. I had bought stuff from their mothers line of work before. Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. I tried very hard not to have my eye twitch and I failed miserably at that. When the bell rang and we were dismissed for lunch I sped out of there. I couldn't possibly risk being asked to lunch. That would horrible.

So instead I wandered around the hallways. I eventually found my way to the music rooms. I opened the door to number three. It was beautifully furnished and completely deserted. I also noticed the dusty piano in the corner. I wandered my way over to it. I gently brushed my fingers against the keys, a B chord resounding.

I smiled softly and sat down warming my fingers up to the white keys. After that I went into an actual song, an American artist. I had always loved Katy.

You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you, PMS
Like a bitch
I would know

And you over think
Always speak
Cryptically

I should know
That you're no good for me

Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
You don't really want to stay, no
But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down

I flipped my bangs out of my eyes as my fingers played on. This was such a song for my parents.

We used to be

Just like twins...

I choked on that word and stopped abruptly, killing the chord. I pulled my hands away from the keys as if they were poisonous. My breath was shallow and I stared at them with a sudden hatred.

"Why'd you stop?", a voice said.

I turned my head and stood sharpy from the bench. There was a tall boy with blonde hair and violent eyes. He was almost a foot taller than I am and stared at me slightly curiously. I felt very intimidated by him.

"Its not your business:, I said sharply.

His soft eyes didn't change. He stepped much closer to me, invading my space. "What if I want to make it my boundlessness?" He asked quietly, a rose finding its way out of his hand and near my face.

I looked up at him, my eyes wide. I brought my hand back and promptly smacked him right across the face, making his head turn to the side.

"What the hell is you're problem! Thinking that a little girl like me all choked up on musical emotion can be taken advantage of? Cuz were all alone and you think I won't be able to defend myself? I hate boys like you who think they're so much better than girls! You pervert!".

He withdrew further and further away from me as I said each word shock on his face. My second to last sentence had him in a corner and my last two words sent him into what looked like depression.

"Pervert..." He whispered quietly.

I walked closer to him and looked down at him.

"And don't you forget it."

I turn and start walking out of the room, my legs striding father than a models on a runway. I passed through two red headed boys. Oh I'd hear about this from them later in class some how. They're faces shocked as I head down the hallway. I hear them break up into hysterics.

"How on earth did that happen?" One twin asked.

"What did you do to her?", the other continued.

"A pervert huh?". The first voice said.

"I'm not I swear!". He shouted.

The three of them are yelling behind me. I hear footsteps and hes in the hallway now.

"Please! That wasn't what I meant! I simply was trying to be a gentleman! Please come back!".

I don't stop and I hear him coming up closer. So I do the most un-lady like thing that will probably ever happen at Ouran.

I flipped him the bird.

He gasped and stopped. I heard more identical laughter behind me as I turned the corner.

A/N: Soooo, I hope you like it! Please review!