This is my first story on this site. I do hope you enjoy it. It is also my first Ouran story too. Review or whatnot. I do not mind constructive criticism

I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I do not own the characters or any of its plot that may or may not cross paths with my story. I do own all the OCs though

Update: I updated this so it's easier to read. Also wanted to say sorry for everybody who had to get through those giant blocks of word blocks. My bad.

-Shooting Star-

Chapter One: Normal

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A thin graceful giant sat in front of a camera while it's operator was just clicking away when she switched what angle she was looking at him, behind her a dull white backdrop and the lights were on her.

Her elbows propped up on the little table that was in front of her and her long thin fingers were frames to her face. She was sporting a plain white button up shirt with the collar up as a frame for her neck. Her long black silky hair put up in a high bun had some stray little curls popping out here and there.

As for bottoms, she was comically wearing her grey argyle pajama pants. Today's job was awfully early and even though her manager had warned her to be up and ready at 7, she still "slept in" and woke up at 6:35 and just left in her pajamas.

Even though the wardrobe department would have her change out of whatever she was going to go in originally it was still unprofessional. Today's photographer and crew wouldn't mind at all though since it showed them a rare glimpse of imperfection of the idol before them.

This shoot was for an up and coming makeup brand's new pastel lipstick shades and they wouldn't even be needing to see her bottom half.

"Sugi-san, you're doing great! We are going to just about wrap it up since we got all that we need, I believe.", the photo shoot's director announced. "I just have a side request of you. I am wondering if we can get a bonus shot of you in your pajamas? If only as a favor to us."

The room filled with a friendly chuckle from the work crew. They were all amused. Sugi briefly blushed and then laughed as she looked at her pajamas.

She had forgotten about the fiasco that was that morning since she had gotten into her work mode hours ago. "I think since sleeping beauty over here cannot listen to directions about waking up then she should do it. It could be my gift to you. A behind the scenes exclusive'." A woman chimed in.

This woman with dark red wavy hair and 'V' shaped set of bangs was Kagura Aihara, Sugi's manager, and absolutely nothing happened to her golden goose without her say so.

Sugi really was her golden goose. She had made Kagura the most profit out of the many of her earlier actors or models or singers. Kagura was filthy rich to the point where she now owned the agency she used to work for. To the dismay of her other clients, she dropped them all and only worked with Sugi now.

Even though she owned the agency she wanted to play this one close to the chest. She wanted absolutely nothing to go wrong with this one and nothing ever did.

Kagura was feared. With a mysterious past, severe temper, and how on many occasions appears to be omnipotent no one dared even to think of stepping on her toes. It was even rumored that she used to work for the Yakuza. Most didn't even know her age.

This high respect and fear gave her the ability to do whatever she wanted, which explained why she, a professional working woman, can have her cleavage out most of the time and dress like a spy movie villain.

That afternoon the shoot ended with the work crew all getting autographed photos of Sugi in her pajama pants with a playful smile on her face. Everybody left happy, even Kagura, since she knew that that photo would be making rounds on the internet within the hour.

It was good publicity for Sugi to be shown as down-to-Earth girl or at least that was how Kagura rationalized it in the car.

When Sugi had gotten in the car that morning, Kagura was furious and this afternoon's mood was a complete 180. She knew the paparazzi would have a field day if they caught sight of Sugi in such attire. Sugi currently was the number one female idol in Japan and her as someone who was less than 100% perfect could tarnish her reputation. They were lucky today though.

There were no other obstacles today as Kagura saw it, but for Sugi she still had a meeting with her personal private teacher.

Her version of a school year hadn't started yet. If she was a normal girl she would be on her summer vacation before starting her second year of high school. She was doing well for someone who had to take school all around the world with her as she worked.

It was slightly made easier since her teacher traveled with her and worked closely with only her. Takeda sensei was perfectly customized to Sugi's educational needs.

Kagura had plucked said teacher right out of the school he was working at and gave him triple his salary for his services and discretion. They needed just one person to handle all the official paper work and to teach Sugi... Well, not really Sugi.

Sugi was not on any official government documentation. This Sugi didn't have any school records or even a birth certificate. Sugi 's expenses weren't even addressed to her, they all went to Kagura. All of this was for the privacy of one Ryuken Sugiyama. Sugi was just her stage name.

Sugi was just her work persona and at this point Sugi was practically a costume for Ryuken. Ryuken wasn't all that graceful or clever nor did she even have Sugi's long black tresses that had a few curls. It was a wig, which was precisely the first thing she took off when she got home. That and the lashes.

Ryuken's high rise condo, which was really owned by Kagura, was pitch black when she stepped inside. The curtains were all pulled over the windows and were the type to not let in a speck of light.

She always closed all her curtains before she left for anywhere if she wanted to come to her work-home as herself. It's not like she didn't like being Sugi; she just didn't like Sugi's hair. It was itchy sometimes.

She went to her "office" and placed the wig on its proper wig head and threw the lashes away. The makeup artist who put them on her said she could keep them but Ryuken had hundreds of pairs and didn't need them. She quickly got to working on removing Sugi at her vanity desk, or as Ryuken had recently learned that people on the internet called them "battle stations".

The "office" that had said "battle station" was where Ryuken applied and removed Sugi. That meant mostly putting on or removing one of her many Sugi wigs, which Kagura taught her how to do by herself.

"Kagura has taught me so much. I wouldn't be surprised if Takeda-sensei says that she fired him and that she was going to be taking over..." She giggled at this thought as she took a cleansing wipe to her face.

She worked gentle circles all around to remove the eyeliner, mascara, foundation, blush, and the lipstick she advertised today and received as her free perk. After all was said and done she took a good look at herself in the mirror to check for anything she might of missed.

Ryuken's face didn't differ that much from her Sugi face. They had the same dark brown eyes, the same light porcelain skin, and the same dark beauty mark in the middle the left cheek.

That beauty mark was a famous trademark of Sugi's. It added a little something that made her unique without being a hindrance to her versatility to be used for anything. The one thing that did though was her short black hair.

Without the Sugi wig, Ryuken looked somewhat androgynous. Besides the locks on the back of her head, her hair didn't even touch her neck and if she went out in something unisex it was automatically assumed she was a boy.

Most girls weren't 6'1 and it's not like regular people expect a model to be walking in their convenience store. The pitch of her voice wasn't as high as most girls either.

She got dressed in a plain green sweater and some baggy jeans. She didn't really plan on leaving for anywhere that day. All she had to do was wait for Takeda sensei and Kagura. She is basically Kagura's ward. Even though Ryuken was always in touch with her parents, Kagura took care of her mostly.

Ryuken's father, Ryoki, works under Japan's UN ambassador and is in a constant state of traveling, while her mother, Tamami, is sickly at home most of the time with care givers coming in everyday to make sure she is well.

It was their decision of what teacher would teach Ryuken on the road and they had given Takeda the authority to override any of Kagura's decisions if they compromised Ryuken's wanted their daughter to have a proper education.

If it was up to Kagura the girl would of never started high school courses. Exams and essays took a lot of time. Ryuken didn't mind any of it at all. She went with any decisions made for her, but she enjoyed her little one-on-one classes, especially her history lessons.

It was when she sat down to eat lunch in the kitchen that Takeda and a somewhat irritated Kagura came in. It didn't worry Ryuken. This was the usual scenario with the two.

"Don't eat that. They're not fresh.", Kagura said looking at Ryuken's strawberries.

"Yes, onee-chan." Ryuken complied and put them back on the table. "Don't call me that." Kagura hated being called big sister. It made her feel old. "Yes, onee-san." "I said-"

"Hey, settle down with the commands. Just because you can't have your way this time doesn't mean you have to micro-manage her every move. Even if you are her manager." Takeda came to her defense.

"But it's not just 'this time' you interfering fool! This is years worth of 'this times'!". Kagura wasn't her usual aggravated self, she was actually angry for a reason for something serious, something serious for a long while.

This brought worry to Ryuken's face. "You might as well do what you came here to do, Takeda.", Kagura said while running her hands through her hair. This was something severely serious. Kagura was too vain to mess up her hair for no reason.

"What is it sensei?" Ryuken was even more worried now. "I've decided that you should settle down for your last two years of high school studies." Takeda said with a serious tone.

"What does that mean?" Ryuken had only heard the expression 'settle down' for when people needed to get married. It was often said of Kagura. "It means he wants you to retire just so you can study math and finger paint!"

"That doesn't mean that in the slightest! You're giving her the wrong impression, Kagura! It would be just a two year would miss a lot of work opportunities but those can be sacrificed for Ryuken's chance of being a normal teenager for a while and she can for once take her studies seriously.", Takeda said defending his choice while trying to appeal to Kagura.

"Besides it will look good for Sugi. You can spin this off as Sugi being more mature or whatever you do."

"Fine. We'll have official word of this put in Revolver and have whoever wants to book Sugi put on a queue. The highest bidder could get her first interview of school life and whatever." Kagura was now excited. She truly had already gave up the argument in the car but wasn't excited for it at all till now.

She went over to Ryuken and put her hands on both her shoulders to get a good look at her. It was the only time she ever could look at her in the face without having to look straight up.

"So listen here, Ryu. Were going to be putting you into a regular high school. Were gonna find just the right one for you that will fill you pretty little head with whatever information this guy thinks you need." Kagura pointed at Takeda with an annoyed look on her face. Takeda didn't care Kagura's disdain of non-work ventures.

"Think of it as a two year long vacation. You'll breeze right through all that school work while pretending to be an absolute nobody and I'll find a way to make sure there is some sort of profit out of all of this." Kagura tried to comfort the tall girl by holding her head like it was her own baby.

It was so tight that it smothered the girl's head into her own giant chest, but she didn't really need to comfort the girl at all.

"When does school start?!" Ryuken tried looked at her teacher excitedly still smushed into Kagura's body. "Will you be there sensei? Would I get to wear a uniform like the ones on TV? Can we still have a ton of history lessons?" Kagura held her loosely now she couldn't believe the girl was so excited.

She then turned to her. "What school do you think I should go to? We gotta look it up!"

Ryuken wiggled out of her grasp and was going to go to her bedroom to Google it on her laptop before Takeda stopped her.

"We have a couple schools in mind but we think we know which one we are going to send you to."

"'We'? What do you mean 'we'? You sneaky bastard, you only brought this up today!" Kagura didn't like surprises but Takeda didn't care.

He had been going through tons of schools to see which one would best fit his only pupil of 4 years. He first started teaching her when she was just twelve.

She was so much shorter then and had only started her stardom with a few successful ad campaigns. Now she was several inches taller than him. She was like a tree that he took special care of.

At first he couldn't refuse the offer at all being 30 and full of school debts but he grew into caring for her like she was his little (big) sister. He couldn't accept anything except the best for her.

"There is a school called Ouran Academy. It's private and only for the elite and with the Sugiyama name she can be accepted quite easily. They actually check the lineages there, so it's not like she would be going to school with delinquents. Her mother and I decided upon it."

He then turned to his student. "There is also uniforms like on TV and you will get your fill of history lessons."

Kagura was already looking it up on her phone. "It is quite close to here. Those maggots with cameras would never let up on us if they saw her come out in the uniform. They would probably be all over her following us all the way to the school. Hmm.."

Kagura and Takeda looked up at each other with the same thought. "Ryu, you are going home."

-Two weeks later-

Ryuken was standing on a platform in front of a large mirror in her walk-in closet wearing what appeared to be a yellow table cloth. It somehow made her look even more like a boy. The dress didn't work with her long body nor how flat her chest was.

"I don't think we can work with this. If this place was in the middle of nowhere we could just send you off as Sugi. But this doesn't work at all. Maybe for a smaller girl but with you...You Just get more of that awful fabric." Kagura analyzed out loud.

Behind her sat Ryuken's mother in a large comfy lounge chair and she was also disappointed. "For once I thought I send off my little girl in cute clothes to school..."

Takeda walked in. "...Well School isn't supposed to be about what you are wearing in the first place but..."

They were all kind of flabbergasted. Kagura even sent a picture to Ryuken's father and he thought it had to be a joke. Even Ryuken, a model, could not make the yellow look good.

She was kind of disappointed. She actually liked it, but this girl's outfits were mostly decided by someone else anyways.

She was moved in to her family home the day after it was decided and it was four days after that did Kagura drop an official public announcement of Sugi's two year educational hiatus at the magazine, Revolver. They had requested an interview with Sugi but were denied.

The magazines' internet blog went up first and it spread like wild fire. Many commended "Sugi's decision" to want to stop working for a while and to receive a proper education but as soon as they stopped complimenting her they started snooping around to figure out what school she was attending.

But Kagura Aihara had the power to make all the investigations lead to dead ends. As soon as the investigation period was over they all speculated. Popular opinion was that she was going to school in England. Why?

No one knew why England. There wasn't even anything that could back that up. They just figured that since she was rich and famous she would go far away for an education. It was quite genius of Takeda to pick a school so beneath their noses.

Those things were easy to take care of. They didn't think the uniform was going to be a problem at all.

-end of chapter one: Normal-

Sorry I didn't get to the actual school or any of its characters in this chapter. They are for sure going to be in the next chapter which I am already reviewing. I guess this is basically a background chapter. Trust me there is more to come.

Soundbird -over and out- See you next time!