Prologue
As bright rays of sun peak through the shades, the young master awoke. She swung her legs over the side of the bed. There, she sat, with her head down, long red locks covering her face.
"Akahana? You have to get ready for school." said Oka, the oldest servant of the Kobayashi household.
He held out a yellow uniform for the girl. Akahana still sat in a demented state, trying to wake up. The other servants and maids were scared to wake up the young girl because of the stories told about her when she wakes up. But Oka had raised the girl since birth.
"Akahana, your parents are waiting down stairs. You know they will not tolerate eating breakfast without you." chided Oka.
The girl slowly rose from her bed. She shuffled over, grabbing her uniform, and headed to the pristine bathroom connected to her bedroom.
With the large yellow dress on, Akahana sat herself down in front of her vanity. Her mirror took up the entire wall, much like a mirror in a ballet studio. Yet, Akahana only used a small part of it.
Brushing out her bright red hair, she tied it into two long pigtails. Small pieces of her fell in front of her large green eyes. Akahana glanced at her entire appearance once more before exiting the room.
At a long table, with at least ten chairs on either, sat only two people. Either adult sat at the very end seat, one on both sides. Akahana sat in one of the many other chairs, far from either parent.
Like usual, the three sat it complete silence. The only sound that was heard was the turning of paper work by her parents and the servants setting out breakfast platters.
"Akahana, would you stop it with the syrup?" groaned her mother.
Akahana mumbled a response, but stopped drenching her pancakes in syrup. Wanting to get out of such a tense atmosphere, the young girl quickly ate her pancakes and gulped down her orange juice.
"Bye Mom, bye Dad! I love you!" Akahana said, giving her parents hugs.
"We love you too, dear. And we'll see you again in two weeks." said her mother.
"What? Two weeks? You're going away again?" Akahana replied.
"Yes, dear. We have business to take care of in Europe." her mother explained.
"Whatever,"
Oka was already at the door with Akahana's book bag and a jacket. He gave her a sympathetic smile.
"Akahana, you know they always do this." he said.
"Yeah, but they just got back last night from America! And now they're leaving again?" she complained.
"I know, but try not to think of it. I'll have Daichi prepare your favorite meal for dinner. Will that help?" Oka offered.
Akahana almost drooled thinking of the chef's water watering food. She smiled at Oka, nodding her head, and heading out to her limo.
The ride to her high school was short. In a matter of minutes, she arrived, where other elite students were piling out of their own limos.
"Thank you, Juro-chan! See you after school!" Akahana said to her driver.
"See you after school, Young Master!" Juro called back, driving away.
Akahana sighed, looking at the large building. Unknowingly, this was going to be a very surprising day for Akahana Kobayashi at Ouran Academy.
