Starting over changes everything; for yourself and everyone around you.

I can promise you that I never intended to break apart the Host Club. That was just a consequence of my actions. A consequence I somehow managed to overlook. But oh, I should have thought about it. Love can tear apart even the greatest of friends.

-5 YEARS EARLIER-

I stood across the hall from the abandoned music room that the famous Host Club resided in. I wasn't scared to go in, exactly; just…hesitant.

Being new to Ouran Academy, I needed to make a name for myself, and the Host Club seemed the best place to start.

Be a man, Kiosho, I thought.

I took a deep breath and walked across the hall. I grabbed the door handles and hesitated before pulling the doors open.

Rose petals blew out of the room, the soft petals brushed against my cheeks, and they filled the air with their lovely fragrance. A bright white light slowly faded away, revealing six young men, standing in the middle of the room.

"Ah, what have we hear?" Said the tall blonde one, the "King", stepping forward, "Come to experiment with your sexuality?"

"What? No!" I gasped, confused.

"Then what are you here for?" Asked the shorter blonde boy. He was the shortest of the group, but something told me he was the oldest, as well.

I held my head high. "I'd like to join the host club."

A/N: Sorry it's so short guys. It's more of a prologue than a first chapter. Well… It's both. Because shut up. I'll upload the next chapter after two reviews/when it's done.