No. I have not forgotten about Stripes of the Past, A Love Frozen in Time, or my CharacterXReader fics. I just got writer's block on all of them. And yes, evidently it is possible to get writer's block on a request that already has a plot given to you. Don't know how that works, but it somehow is because none of them are what I would like them to be. So, in the meantime, here is this! I hope you guys enjoy it!

Prologue

"What the what?" rose pink lips muttered. Blue eyes blinked several times, trying to make sense of the words on the screen. A dainty finger placed itself between pearl white teeth, a baby pink tongue pressing up against the lightly tanned creamy skin. A sigh softly blew out of the petite nose.

"Since when do I get emails from high schools?" A slim pointer finger moved gracefully over the touch-pad, moving the cursor on screen. A gentle tap opened the email. Cerulean orbs scanned the electronic letter, widening as their owner comprehended what they said. "Mom! Come here!" A redhead ran in, blue eyes wide.

"What is it, Kea?" The 45-year-old woman's brunette daughter looked up over her laptop screen.

"Have you ever heard of Ouran Academy?" Her mother nodded.

"Of course! It's a prestigious school only for the super-rich and brilliant of Japan." Having said that, a look of confusion graced her pale features. "Why do you ask?" Kea shrugged, looking back at her computer.

"Because they just sent me an email saying the chairman will be arriving here in two days to meet me in person." Cerulean eyes, identical to the younger woman's, widened as the elder woman bolted over to her daughter's side. She too read the letter, beaming like she had just won the lottery. She grabbed her daughter's shoulders, making her face her.

"Do you know what this means!?" Kea stayed silent, knowing it was a rhetorical question. "You've been given a full ride to Ouran Academy!" The redhead stepped back, clasping her hands over her chest. "With a diploma from them, you can go anywhere you want!" The fourteen year old sighed, returning her attention to her computer as her mother continued to daydream, stars in her eyes and her mind in the clouds.

"Lucky me."

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Kea watched as the limousine pulled up to their driveway. A tall, black haired man stepped out, nodding to the driver. Her parents were already waiting outside for the man. She, on the other hand, was sitting in the parlor, wondering about just what the heck was going on.

'Why me? I'm a foreigner, an American. He runs a school in Japan for the filthy rich. My family is just middle class. Granted, upper middle class Americans, but it's not like we're millionaires or something. I don't see why I'm that important that he would come out here personally just to see me.' Her eyes narrowed behind her glasses.

'This has to be for another reason than just my test scores. There's no way he would care about them. They are meant for getting into American schools. They have no bearing on overseas attendance, unless you're planning on teaching. Which I'm not.'

Her thoughts were cut short by the entrance of the three adults. Her mother was babbling away, while her father stood there quietly. Kea thanked the high heavens she took after him. It would certainly make this a lot less painful.

"Darling, this is Yuzuru Suou, Chairman of the Ouran Academy. Mr. Suou, this is my daughter, Kea." Kea rose, politely bowing at the waist slightly.

"Sore wa, Suō-shi anata o mitasu tame ni hijō ni īdesu.1" His blue eyes widened.

"I was unaware you knew Japanese, Miss Kea." Kea rose from her bow, motioning to the chair across from her. Suou sat down, crossing his legs and interlacing his fingers. Kea sat down as well, smoothing the skirt her mother had insisted she wear.

"I make a point of knowing all I can about the cultures of guests. Particularly if I find something about them intriguing." He smirked, hiding his amusement behind his hands.

"Interesting. You remind me of Kyoya, the son of a colleague of mine." Kea tilted her head. "Oh it's a good thing, I assure you. Not many people in today's society actually bother to look beyond the surface. It is something I admire, especially in a potential student." She smiled.

"Thank you."

"Now, I believe we can dispense with the formalities and get down to business." Kea's parents sat on the couch as Yuzuru leaned forward. "As you know, I sent an email to you, offering you a full ride to Ouran Academy." The young brunette nodded. "I understand you just finished your first year of high-school."

"Yes, that is correct."

"If you'll excuse my rudeness, might I inquire how old you are, Kea?"

"Fourteen." Yuzuru closed his eyes, resting his lips on his fingers.

"My my. That is most impressive." He opened his eyes slightly, examining her. Kea stared right back, not giving a mental inch. A slight smirk pulled up at his lips as they opened. "Watashi wa tanomu kamo shire baai wa, jō Kea shima, anata wa imamade kōkō no toshi ni sai juken o kentō shite imasu ka?2" Kea's parents' eyes widened, while Kea just smirked.

"Anmari. Watashi wa itsumo kurasu de sainenshōdattanode, sore wa jissai ni mae ni sodatete kimashita. Shikashi, watashi wa kanarazu karera no reberu de nenchō no kodomo-tachi o mitasu koto ga dekitanode, nenrei no mondai wa sodachimasendeshita. Naze kiku nodesu ka?3" Yuzuru chuckled.

"It seems you are quite fluent in Japanese as well, Miss Kea. You don't even have an accent." Kea smiled.

"Thank you for the compliment, Yuzuru-sama. However, that does not answer my question."

"Of course. I'm sure you are well aware that, with no disrespect to America meant of course, Japan is much more rigorous in their academics than most nations." Kea nodded.

"That is a good point." She tapped her chin in thought. "So, what you're saying is, watashi wa amerikahito Toshio-nami no kamo shirenaiga, watashi wa jissai ni wa mada Nihon no gakujutsu oyobi nenrei kijunde wa shin'nyūsei ni naru to iu kotodesu.4" Yuzuru nodded.

"That is correct." Kea's mother cleared her throat.

"Not to be rude, but what are you talking about?" Yuzuru exchanged an amused glance with Kea.

"Why, your daughter's academic future of course." Her father narrowed his eyes.

"Would you care to discuss that in a language we all know?"

"Why Mr. Kaden! I would have thought you impressed at your daughter's ability to fluently speak a foreign language alongside her own. Not to mention she is showing a tremendous amount of respect for me and my culture by speaking in my first language." Kea's mother blushed.

"I believe what my husband is trying to say is that we would appreciate knowing what you are saying, considering she is our daughter after all." Kea lifted a hand, hiding her snickers. Yuzuru was equally amused, but hid it better. "If that is alright with you, that is."

"If you must know… your daughter and I were discussing her grade placement." The American girl's parents exchanged a confused look.

"Wouldn't she be with the second-year students?"

"In America, yes." Kea sat back, interlacing her fingers as she hooked her hands around her skirt-clad knee. "However, Japan is much more rigorous that even you are, Mother. As such, while I may be ahead by American standards, I am still an eighth grader to the Japanese."

"I wouldn't degrade you so far as to call you a middle schooler. Let's say a…" Yuzuru thought for a moment. "A first year honor student." Kea's eyes widened.

"An honor student?" Yuzuru nodded. "I can live with that."

"But… we wanted her to attend college in three years."

"I understand that. However, Ouran Academy is world-renowned. Should your daughter graduate with high grades and high esteem from myself and the board members, she will be welcomed with open arms into any college on the face of the planet." The parents' eyes widened again. "And, seeing as how I am offering her a full ride, complete with room and board and food expenses, the least you could do is humor me and give me four years of your daughter's life." Her mother sighed, looking at her lap. Her father looked at her.

"What do you want to do, Kea?"

"I want to do it. As Suou-sama pointed out, I would be at a disadvantage if I went in as a second year student. And he is correct in that the least I could do is attend his school for four years, considering the expenses he has put into me. Besides, I've always wanted to live in Japan, and I can't think of a better opportunity than this." Yuzuru smiled. "However… I have to ask." Kea stared into the Chairman's blue eyes. "Why me?" He blinked.

"I'm afraid I don't understand your question."

"I'm sure there are plenty of other students that you could choose from in Japan and closer countries, particularly France and England. However, you have specifically chosen me, an American student. You have even gone so far as to meet me and my family in person, whereas a phone interview would have been much easier and more cost-efficient for you." Kea's brown eyes narrowed. "I think you are here for more than my academic well-being." Yuzuru examined the girl. Her parents were beginning to think she had offended him… when he burst out laughing.

"You would make a fine wife for Kyoya." Kea blushed at that. Still chuckling, Yuzuru explained. "Yes, I am here for more than your academic success. It is a selfish reason, actually."

"And what might that be?"

"I want Ouran Academy to be the first prestigious school for the filthy rich of Japan to have an American student attend. Not only that, but a homeschooler as well." Kea tilted her head. "You see, before this, only those with money coming out of their ears were able to attend Ouran. However, this year, your score of 2298 on the SAT and 29 on the ACT blew students one academic year and two physical years ahead of you out of the water. Also, a student in Japan has had similar success as you. You see, she is a straight A student as well, scoring higher than other students, and, what we would call, poor, which makes her an honor student, having received a full ride as well."

Kea smiled as she caught on. "You want to show to the world that Ouran isn't as stuck up as some may think. By having a commoner and a foreigner attend, you are proving that anyone can get in. Also, most countries look down on girls, believing them to be not as competent as male students. But by both of your honor students being female, you are, again, proving them wrong." Yuzuru nodded.

"That is true, but you have yet to pinpoint my selfish reason."

"By giving both of us scholarships, you are throwing a stereotype of being stuck up and haughty back at your competitors' faces." Yuzuru laughed.

"That's a very blunt way of putting it." He sat forward, leaning his elbows on his knees. "And I wouldn't have phrased it any other way." Kea smirked. "So… do you accept? Will you attend Ouran Academy?" Yuzuru stuck out his hand. Kea shook.

"I will."

Translations
1) It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Suou.
2) If I might ask, Miss Kea, have you ever considered retaking a year of high school?
3) Not really. Because I was always the youngest in the class, it has actually been brought up before. However, since I was always able to meet the older kids in their level, the age issue was not brought up. Why do you ask?
4) Is that while I may be on par with American sophomores, I would actually still be a freshman by Japan's academic and age standards.

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