"Everyone, today we have a new student from a very prestigious family. I would appreciate it if you treated her with a lot of respect and show her around. This school is very large and advanced, so she might be lost and confused," the teacher said dully, as if he had rehearsed and repeated this line countless of times by himself. "And I don't want any of you incompetent fools," glares were directed at the Hiitachin twins, "to mess this up. Understand?"

Silence.

"UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes!" The class chorused, half of them rolling their eyes.

"Good. You can come in now, Hyuuga-san."

A meek young girl stepped into the extravagant classroom. If anyone could describe the girl, it was doll-like. She was five feet and three inches—just a little bit taller than the average Japanese girl. Dark blue tresses were tied into a thick braid (leaves and twigs occasionally in part of them) had stopped in the middle of her back, and straight across bangs framed her heart-shaped face; large pupil-less white eyes with a tint of light blue or lavender (depending on the lighting) seemed to bore into the students. Pink colored lips were formed into a thin line that made a huge contrast with her porcelain-like skin covered in dirt. The most interesting thing was that the sailor uniform (not of the school) she wore was ripped and dirtied at the skirt, and it revealed her legs covered in band-aids and bandages and tattered shoes. "Ummm…H-hello, I'm Hyuuga Hinata," she greeted softly, attempting to smile. It didn't turn out so great.

"You're kidding me. That's the Hyuuga's corporation heir? That's pathetic. Not only does she look like a freak, but she dresses like one too!" Indeed, the Hyuugas were the most respected in the world. They were called "the elites of the elites" and they rarely partnered up with anyone. They didn't need any other companies to enhance their wealth. To know that the almighty powerful Hyuugas that built up a reputation of taking any other corporation's riches with just a snap of their fingers having a pathetic heir that dressed in rags was just shameful and downright embarrassing.

"Quiet! Have some respect for your new classmate!" The teacher barked, glaring at the student. "Hyuuga-sama, are you okay?"

"She gets the special treatment too? What about us? We're just as rich as she is!"

Hinata grimaced, trying to shake off the hurt feelings. "It's fine sensei. Just treat me equally like everyone else."

"Okay then. The empty seat in front of the twin on the end of the row will be yours. Hikaru, be kind to her." While Hinata headed to her own seat, she heard a come from up front, "Alright everyone, take out your textbook and turn to chapter ninety-four and section twenty-seven." Why did she have a sense of foreboding that she was going to fail the test coming up? Sitting in her seat, she pulled out a random notebook and stared at the board in a dazed manner as the teacher continued to scribble kanji on it. She tried deciphering it but gave up after a while. I'll figure it out once I get the textbook and just read about it.

When it was during the break time, she felt a tap on her shoulder and she looked up to see, "Haruhi-chan! S-Since when did you go to this school?" Out of pure instincts, her face heated up and she stuttered in embarrassment.

Haruhi smiled warmly towards the older girl, "I got a scholarship. Tell you the truth, I didn't know that you would transfer here in the middle of the school year. I thought you would still be attending public school. Your mom didn't want you to attend a "snobby" school like this to begin with, so you dad always abided by her wishes."

"A-Ah. Well my dad thought it would be best to come to this school to learn how to be a true heir," Hinata continued to smile, ignoring the pang of hurt she felt building inside of her. How her father thought she still wasn't worthy enough to be considered an heir to the Hyuuga family was always a burden to her. "Although…" Her eyes darted everywhere and she sighed deeply, shoulders slumping in depression. "I miss public school a lot. The people there were a lot nicer, more polite, and they had better manners too."

"You'll get used to it. There are some really nice people here though if you find the right ones," Haruhi replied, patting her shoulders lightly.

"I hope so."

"By the way, what happened to you on your way to school? You never came to class looking you got attacked by a dog before."

"Actually, I did g-get attacked by a d-dog," she said, poking her index fingers together nervously.

"…Your life is really tough."

"I know…"

Whilst they continued their conversation and caught up with each other, Hikaru and Kaoru watched them from behind and listened in out of pure curiosity.

"What do you think about this?" Kaoru asked, tilting his head.

Hikaru grinned, "Things will be a lot more interesting with her around."


"Are you sure it's okay for me to come to the Host Club?" Hinata questioned, worried. What if they didn't like her? What if they thought she was just another freak and kick her out of the club? That would make her feel even worse about herself than before. She was already harassed and belittled by all of her classmates and half of the school, she didn't need it even more. Instead, she needed someone to boost up her self-esteem by just one compliment. It was selfish and greedy, she knew. Yet she still craved for someone else's approval and understanding.

"I'm sure. If not, I'll just beat them," Haruhi said jokingly, in an attempt to cheer her up.

"Ha." It didn't work. Opening the door, red petals of roses flew towards them and landed in Hinata's slightly bushy hair filled with twigs and leaves. Great. I don't look like I belong in a garden at all. Nope, Hinata thought bitterly, slouching. "I think...It's b-best if I just leave for today."

Haruhi rolled her eyes, and picked one of off of her. "Sorry, you'll have to get used to that." Pulling her inside, the older girl couldn't help but notice five handsome guys—a blonde in touch with his feminine side, homosexual looking twins, a robot, and a potential stalker, and uhh...she looked down at the young blonde child standing in front of her, peering at her with his large brown eyes. Okay, so maybe there was one child. Stepping back, Hinata hid behind Haruhi and peered out over the shoulders in a shy manner. "Everyone, this is my friend Hyuuga Hinata. Please be nice to her."

"H-Hello."

Everyone exchanged confused glances, "Hyuuga?"

Tamaki forced Hinata to come out of her hiding spot and pulled her to the middle, circling around her like a panther. "Hyuuga? My dear sweet daughter, are you sure you're not mistaking this commoner for the high prestigious heir?"

"First of all, I'm not your daughter. Second of all, no. Look at her eyes, or ask Hikaru and Kaoru. They were in class with me when she was introduced. Last but not least, I went to middle school with her, so I know she's the heir of the corporation."

"It's true," the twins agreed simultaneously, raising their hands.

"BUT SHE LOOKS LIKE A COMMONER!" Kyouya slapped Tamaki in the head. "OW! What was that for daddy?"

Kyouya pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose and stated, "Don't be rude to Hyuuga-san. It doesn't matter how she dresses, she's still part of them."

"Haha, right. My apologies Hyuuga-san, I wasn't trying to be rude or anything. It's just that you look a lot different from my—"

"Expectations," Hinata ended sadly. "I know. T-That's what a lot of people tell me."

Tamaki felt a feeling of guilt struck him and he smiled nervously, "It's true! But you're still err, a very beautiful young lady!"

"R-Really?"

Honey jumped in, "Yeah! Your eyes are really pretty too! Right Takashi?"

"Ah."

"That's his way of saying yes!" Hunny exclaimed, eyes gleaming with happiness.

Hinata felt...touched by the compliments given to her. Throughout the whole day, everyone looked down on her and insulted her. Someone besides Haruhi finally approved of her, and she was happy. She smiled widely, her face brightening up, "Thank you! I r-really appreciate it!"

"So tell me, why do you look like you got attacked by a pair of rabid dogs?" Kyouya mused, scribbling in his notebook while talking. What a fucking multi-tasker!

"I uhh...I actually d-did get attacked by d-dogs..." she muttered.

"I see. Did it ever occur to your father that he could send you here by a limo?"

Her face scrunched up in confusion, "Why would he do that? It's c-cheaper to just walk."

Everyone, with the exception of Haruhi, stared at her in shock or amazement. "OH! MY POOR DAUGHTER! HAVING A DADDY WITH A LOT OF MONEY YET FUNCTIONING LIKE A COMMONER! COME HERE AND LET ME SHOW YOU THE WAY OF LIVING LIKE A QUEEN!" Tamaki cried, pulling her into a sympathetic hug. "FIRST WE'LL START BY CHANGING YOUR LOOKS!"

"Hikaru! Kaoru!"

They saluted him, "Yes sir!" Grabbing Hinata by the wrist, they dragged her far far away to hell. Or the changing room.

"Kyoya, contact the hair dresser! Mori-senpai, go to the infirmary and bring a lot of wash clothes and to clean her!"

"What about me Tama-chan?" Honey asked excitedly, standing on the tip of his toes.

"Honey-senpai..." Tamaki paused. "Please go have some cake."

"..."

Haruhi grunted, "Why do I have a feel like this seems familiar?"


"Are you done changing?"

Hinata struggled with the puffy yellow dress and resisted crying out of frustration. "A-Almost!" Finally finishing, she looked into the mirror and jumped up in surprise. "I-Is this really me? I look w-weird." Her braid were undone and it was clean of any split ends, and thinned out making it looked soft and silky. Her skin basically glowed after it was cleansed, and the (ugly) uniform brought out her curvy body and concealed her scars. "I w-wonder what they would think."

"Hina-chan! Are you done yet?"

Well, I can't hide forever. Grabbing the curtains, she pulled it to the side and stepped out.

"D-Do I look okay?" She twiddled with her soft hands, waiting for their reply. Noticing the silence, her lips curved downward. "I k-knew it. I do look weird."

"You're still saying that?" Hikaru said, appearing on her right said with a smirk.

Kaoru appeared on her left with the same expression, "You look nice for a change."

"Be confident of yourself," they ended.

Her face heated up and she was too stunned to say anything, instead opting to for a nod.

"You look super cute! Right Takashi?"

"Ah."

Tamaki laughed and picked her up by the waist, swinging her around and almost hitting Kyouya if he hadn't ducked. "My daughter is beautiful!" Once he set her down, she scuffled over to Haruhi and held onto the other girl for her life.

"It's okay, you'll get used to him."

"R-Really?"

"Honestly? No."

"That's mean!"

"It's the truth."

Hinata quirked a smile and checked the time, dense to the watchful eye of Ootori Kyouya. She gasped, "S-Sorry everyone! I have to go now or else my d-dad will punish me. I'll s-see you tomorrow! T-thank you for everything!" Bowing, she ran out of the room with a quick speed, hair flying everywhere with the bottom of the dress being pulled up above her knees.

Hyuuga Hinata really doesn't act like a noblewoman, Kyouya noted. Very interesting.


Flower Devil: Okay, so there's been a major change to the original. So I kept the original one up in case anyone liked that one better than this one. Personally, I liked this one better, but I'm still not satisfied with it. Reviews are, of course, very much appreciated.