General POV
Welcome everyone to the story of a lifetime, our story beings in Tokyo Japan. In Tokyo there is a very clear line between the different classes within our society.
The lowest class within our society has people who are continuously struggling, just simply to make a living many of those people are homeless, starving. Or they are simply terrible people doing unspeakable things simply to survive.
The middle class is the biggest by far, these are the people who are living well within their means, they aren't starving but aren't exactly buying the newest luxury items. Many of these people are merchants or simply working every day to make living possible. They are literally the people working around the world, to keep society moving.
Next in line, was what some people call the elite class or upper class. This makes up a very small portion that are living well beyond the middle class, these families tend to have several homes, holiday homes and have the lower classes working for them.
However, what would happen if someone from the middle class was to somehow beyond all odds climb their way up the social ladder? And more importantly what if that person found they were falling in love?
Haruhi Fujioka is that one girl.
Haruhi POV
There was something that always bugged me about my middle school, the kids in my neighbourhood never tried to better their situation, they never tried to better themselves. Shaking my head, I look at the kids in front of me, gossiping and running around… Why don't they study more?
It's my last day at this school and no one has really said good bye, I know that should make me a little sad and yet I feel nothing.
I slowly look away from the kids and begin reading about the History of Ancient Japan it's one of the first texts that I'll be studying at Ouran High School come next year.
*Bells start ringing, children start yelling in joy and run out of the classrooms*
Gathering my books in a small heap I begin to rise from my desk, only to quickly look at Lee-Sensai, who had a somber smile on her face, walking over to her desk I bow deeply.
"Thank you for all your help with my studies Lee-Sensei." I smile softly at the woman before me.
"Haruhi, you did it all yourself, I merely provided the books and resources." Lee-Sensei is going to be the one person I'll miss; I wish that I could take her with me to Ouran.
"Without them I would have never been able to pass the test Lee-Sensei. Ouran is a prestigious upper-class school, my scholarship simply demands that I become top in all my classes, so I could not have done it without you."
"I am truly honoured Haruhi, please make me proud at Ouran, don't get caught up with boys or gossip." She gives me a conspiratorial wink.
"I will make my mother, father and yourself proud." I smile brightly and join the others in the hall and immediately run to the supermarket to prepare dinner for my father.
*Three weeks later*
Today is the day that I start at Ouran High School, not only is it a school that is going to give me the best chances to become the best lawyer in the Japan, but it is also the school where all the most influential children of Japan attend.
My day began with crashes and bangs from my father in what I could only assume would be him cooking. I get up with my hair standing in every direction possible. Rubbing my eyes slowly, I begin trudging along to the kitchen to see my Auburn-haired father running around like a cat on hot bricks.
"Oh Dad, what have you done?" I can feel the frown forming on my face and the internal grimace of the idea of the amount of cleaning I will have to do to fix his mess.
"Oh my dear Haruhi! I was simply wanting to cook my darling daughter the bestest first day breakfast ever!" My father has to be simply gorgeous, even with his long hair in a ponytail and what I assume is batter on his face, he will always have a womanlier charm than I. Well, except for where it counts.
"But dad, I must leave in an hour, I haven't even showered! And now I'll have to clean up this mess before I leave." His beaming smile slowly turned into a river of tears.
"but Haruhi! I shall clean I swear!" Like I haven't heard that before.
"Okay Dad, I'll go have a shower and this better be clean by the time I return..." I turned around to start getting ready for the day before he could utter a reply.
I could hear him frantically running around again, muttering to himself about how scary his daughter is.
A few moments later I walked out of the bathroom, wrapping a towel around myself. I walk into my room to start pick out my outfit for the day, there is just no way I could buy anything that had the same brand name to any girl at Ouran, however I think jeans, button up shirt and a sweater should do nicely.
Opening my door slowly I can hear the bangs and soft swearing in the kitchen, shaking my head and sighing ever so softly I sneak my way to the door yelling "love you" loudly and running out the door and on my way to school.
Ouran from my apartment is about 30 to 40 minutes away by bus, 20 to 30 away by train and it was luck dad had me woken up early enough to get the train. There were definite pros to catching the bus however although, the only one I could think of was being able to watch everyone as they began their mornings.
Getting off the train and walking to Ouran was no difficult feat, Ouran completely stood out in a crowd, it looks so prestigious that even someone who didn't speak Japanese or live in Tokyo would understand this school was a school for the young and prestigious, not to mention insanely rich.
Or smart. My brain pitched in.
I walk up to the gates and look at Ouran, it seemed to almost glitter in the sunlight, limousines slowly came up the gate before being allowed to continue up the driveway. Deciding that I've spent enough time watching sun glitter off the windows, I start to make my way towards the school only to be stopped by the security guard.
"Excuse me Miss, this school is for selected students only. I'm afraid you'll just have to move along." I looked at the crest on his jumper, was that a snake running along a cross?
I bow quickly before I spoke. "I apologise sir, however I am a student at this school."
He scoffed at my answer. "As if I haven't heard that before, look Miss you will need to move along now."
"Please contact Mr. Suoh, I am the scholarship student Haruhi Fujioka." I can feel the anger beginning to boil my blood, it's surprising that I was able to keep it hidden by giving this arrogant man a smile.
Without even answering me, he turns around and talks into his walkie-talkie. "Hai Sir." He quickly turns around to bow to me. "Excuse me Fujioka-Gozen, Suoh-Sama is awaiting your presence in his office."
"Uh thank you." I can't help but let my jaw open slightly, as I walk away.
Haruhi-GOZEN?! At first this man scoffed at the very idea of me at this school and then he calls me an honorific that's close to the title of a Lady? Not to mention what kind of girls try to get into the school just to see boys. Or rather is there actual royalty at this school? My brain goes into over-drive until I find myself up close and personal with the school.
The school before me was spectacular, the school was beyond everything that I could have possibly dreamed of. I pinch myself softly almost as if I might wake myself up from a dream. The idea that a school such as this would let someone of my standing in seems surreal.
I follow the convenient signs towards the chairman's office, along the way I watch all the young ladies in yellow dresses gossiping and giggling over photos, I could only guess what they were of. I wrap my arms around myself and continue to walk to my destination. I knock on the door which has been labelled as the chairman's office.
"Come in." a sing-song voice calls out, and I do as I'm asked and push the doors open only to look at the red head behind the desk. "How can I help you?" Her smile seemed genuine enough.
"Hi, I'm here to see Chairman Suoh?" Even I can hear the nervousness in my voice.
"Of course, what's your name dear?" Her smile was always that little bit forced.
"Haruhi Fujioka." Recognition sparks in her eyes immediately.
"Ah yes, the scholarship student. Take a seat dear." I do as I'm asked as she glides into the chairman's office. As I sit down my fingers immediately go towards the bottom of my jumper and start playing with the fabric in between my fingers.
"Haruhi Fujioka!" A tall, slender man walks through the door, the most recognizable thing about him was the smile upon his face, it was immediately welcoming.
I quickly stand and bow before him. "Hai, Chairman Suoh thank you for allowing me in your school!"
I hear a soft chuckle "Oh Haruhi, you worked extremely hard in your classes before Ouran, you had the grades to show for it. Not to mention the test for the scholarship, you even managed to surpass the scores of the Ootori children. I couldn't deny you a chance to attend my school."
"The Ootori's?" I looked up at the chairman shocked, everyone has heard of them in some function or another.
"Follow me Haruhi and take a seat in my office" he leads me to a loveseat in front of a fireplace. "You must have many questions and yet we have very little time to answer them all, so I will give you a small walk through and Jessica-san will have your schedule for you. Don't worry however everything is labelled for the first month." His smile was genuine, for an older man he was what some people would consider attractive.
"Thank you Chairman Suoh." I couldn't help but smile back at the man before me.
"Now, this school is of course where many children from prestigious and sometimes wealthy families attend. Some are from such families as the Suoh's, for example, my own family owns this school, a university and many other schooling institutions." I knew I was just staring at him barely nodding my head, how could someone such as myself even compare to someone who owned schools?
"The Ootori's are next however, they own military forces, hospitals, essentially every doctor in Japan has to go through an Ootori approved course when studying to work at their hospital. They are notoriously known at being very intellectual, witty... essentially excellent businessmen."
"Yet something in your voice states that it isn't as clear-cut as that. From what I understand and excuse me for my bluntness, in your society there are constant business deals between families and as such the hierarchy is continuously changing." I heard a hearty laugh from Chairman Suoh.
"It's good to see that you are already fitting in nicely Haruhi. However, that side of this life is something you will have to learn for yourself." He patted my hand. "Other families however are, the Hiitachian's who are designers that mostly everyone in our world wears or gets personally designed for them. Mrs. Hiitachian has just opened a new clothing line in Paris I believe."
"That's very impressive."
"Very Haruhi, then we're lucky enough to have students who are Kendo and Karate champions or are champions in the making, essentially their families train the Ootori and Japanese military. The Haninozuka's and Morinozuka's children are champions across the world at nearly every Japanese martial art." Surely they cannot be world champions at such a young age, right?
"And yet you're among us. Your grades are more than impressive, your ability to get 99% on our entry tests got the attention of some important families. Therefore, I want to ensure you take care and study hard. You are aware that keeping your scholarship requires you to be top of your class correct?"
"Understood Chairman and thank you for the information. I really needed that."
"Of course, and Haruhi, I know your here to make your mother proud but please, make yourself proud first." He walks me to the door. "Good luck, come to me if you need anything at all Haruhi."
*Several classes later, and lots of ignoring from rich children later. *
Stupid rich kids, it hasn't even been a day and yet here I am wanting to study and all three libraries in this school are filled with inane chatter. Don't they have better things to do? I can think of at least one thing, studying!
Sighing as my mind goes into a spiral of downward thoughts of rich kids. In my attempt to find anywhere to study, I found myself walking down a quiet hallway, maybe this is my chance for some sanctuary.
Looking up I notice it's the musical wing, I kept walking until I saw a room on my left.
Please, just please be empty.
I open the door to roses of varying colours flying around me, and shadows of five men standing in a group, and there was a blonde boy sitting in a chair.
"Welcome to the host club, my princess." he purred.