Lol so… I had been really winding down on fanfiction if only for lack of motivation but Anzac-A1 sent me this request "While at Ouran one day (a month or two after Episode 1), Princess Ayanokoji notices (OC). Thinking he seems to her liking, she discovers that his family recently moved to Japan from France because of (OC)'s father's latest business venture (exactly what isn't really important, but if you think of something, feel free to include it). While Princess Ayanokoji initially intends only to claim the new student as a toy for her amusement, she finds herself unexpectedly falling in love. While unbeknownst to her, (OC) is falling for her as well." As well as a list of what the OC looks like so… here goes nothing XD

To put it bluntly I was never popular with girls. Maybe it could be my lack of personality or maybe it was my glasses? Some young men wear glasses and girls look at them with literal hearts in their eyes and others, like me, just have glasses on. I'm not the cool glasses type, I'm not even the nerdy glasses type, I'm just a guy who wears glasses. My glasses will never define me. So then, who am I? What does define me?

To start my name is Arthur Leon. My mother is from New Zealand and my Father is French. Mom and Dad recently divorced but I'm not so bitter about it, actually it has yet to really affect me at all? I didn't even realize they were married until I was around 10? Anyway this divorce has me living with my Dad if only because Mom really scored on the settlement and is now travelling around the world.

My Dad and I lived in France for a while when he met a Mr. Suoh who also is chairman of an academy in Japan called "Ouran." They became drinking buddies and business was booming in Japan for my Dad and whatever company he ran so we moved to Japan. Now I'm here at Ouran. I'm a second year, just like Mr. Suoh's son. I guess my Dad had always planned to move us to Japan since he had shoved me in language and culture lessons after the divorce. Fine by me, I had nothing better to do.

So that's why I'm here at Ouran. It happened right away, I met the son of Mr. Suoh. He was, by all means, the most beautiful man alive. I just stared at him. He was blonde, he had sparkling blue purple eyes, his smile was like a second sun warming the earth, providing an eternal summer for Japan. His voice was like silk, he was tall, and he was genuinely the nicest guy alive. One glance and you could tell everyone, boy or girl, was in love with him and I was no different in that respect. He was the kind of super hero everybody wanted to be as a kid.

However I was not up to par. It did not matter how kind or socially apt one was, I always managed to fail somehow. He'd say "hello," I'd only nod. He'd give me a hug; I'd turn to stone. He'd try speaking French to me, assuming my Japanese wasn't so great; I'd simply nod again. He was just so… intimidating, even though he didn't mean to be. We were just too different and I think he understood that. He in no way ignored me but our brief encounters became much softer, I guess I appreciated it.

His name was Tamaki Suoh and he is the root of my story. Her name is Princess Ayanokoji, a third year. Like me, and everyone else, she was in love with Tamaki Suoh. Princess Ayanokoji, that's what they called her. To be honest, I don't know her first name. I don't even know if she has one? It doesn't really matter; a first name or not I still wish we had never met.

"I find you vaguely interesting," she said to me one lunch period, "I've seen you around and for now I'd like you to be my newest play thing."

I didn't know exactly what she meant when she said, "play thing." But she was so pretty and so elegant I simply nodded, having nothing better to do,

"Okay."

It was weird, at first she barely acknowledged me. Actually it was as if I didn't exist to her. That was fine by me. I quickly slipped into a literary club. It was a group of young men like me that didn't quite stand out or care to. There was one female member but she hasn't come around lately. The boys of the literary club were always mentioning a Host club as the root of their woes as well as the reason for the disappearance of the one female member. Apparently this school was famous for being more than an academy for the super rich and beautiful, with the ordinary sprinkled in on the side. Apparently it was also housing a club full of the most handsome and wealthy boys. In the club, they called "Host," they would entertain the romantic fantasies of beautiful young girls... in which there are no not beautiful girls… apparently.

It was one month since I first spoke to Princess Ayanokoji, actually I had more or less forgotten she existed. She appeared to me once again one lunch period with a request equally as strange as the first.

"I'd like you to make friends with first year Haruhi Fujioka."

"Who?"

"She's a girl parading around as a boy, you're going to help me expose her."

"Why?"

"That lowly commoner is such an inconvenience to Tamaki. He carries her around and helps her because her background is new to him. She's clearly taking advantage of Tamaki's kindness."

"You just sound jealous to me."

She poured her tea on me. I sighed, "Fine, I see your point. I don't have anything better to do. What's the plan?"

The truth was I didn't particularly care about Princess Ayanokoji's unrequited love. One could speculate if her feelings for Tamaki were genuine or not, due to her obviously possessive nature, but even blind as a bat I could see that Tamaki only treated her as a guest. Princess Ayanokoji has to be the best and have the best. She's the prettiest, richest, and smartest third year. Why shouldn't she have Tamaki Suoh? Is it really as simple as growing up with everything you want you forget what you need? All I wanna know is why pick me of all people to help her ruin the life of some cross-dressing girl?

Then again, why am I complaining… I have nothing better to do.

First chapter of chapters. Let me know what you think. Originally Arthur's personality was going to be like Kyoya only where Kyoya is indifferent on top but kind inside, Arthur would be indifferent on top but malicious inside. But then I realized he probably wouldn't care much for Ayanokoji's "plot" so I decided to give him just all around indifference. Arthur's the kind of guy who can't go to a soda fountain when other people are around because he doesn't know what they'll think of what he picks to drink even though no one cares.