Chapter 1

"Ah, hell! I am going to be so freaking late! And, on my first day as well… Tells you how much I'm gonna fit in this new school!" I yelled to myself while sprinting down the hallway and up the stairs. My hip length, black with blue strands hair swayed as I bounded up the stairs. Jade colored windows focused on the top step.

I had just made it up the first flight of stairs when, unexpectedly, my nervousness got the better of my balance. I tripped over my own foot, falling backwards down the flight of stairs. I closed my eyes, screaming in desperation; reaching out, I prayed for something or someone to catch me. Then, in one swift move, I felt a strong, slender body press again mine. Opening one of my eyes, my reaction was completely accurate.

The male who had saved me was, well to put it bluntly, completely beautiful. His hair was a soft jet black. It was short and smooth. His facial structure was firm, toned, yet soft, kindhearted, and mysterious. His body structure was slim, fit, and masculine. He made my heart race and my body tingle. His touch drove me crazy…

"Are you alright Miss" the male asked me holding me closer.

I blushed and nodded softly. My mouth wouldn't allow me to form, let alone say, any words at all.

"Taka-Shan~, where'd ya go?" yelled a young boy with adorable blonde hair and pretty honey colored eyes. He bounced down the stairs and stared at him then me then him once more.

"She almost fell backwards down the stairs… I saw her so I caught her," he explained in his deep, lascivious voice. His grip around my waist tightened slightly, which, in return, made my body heat climb higher. My cheeks felt hotter.

"Ooh… Well, is she fine? Does she need medical attention," he asked sweetly.

It felt like that question was meant towards me.

"N-no I-I'm fine! Really, I am! Just a little shaken up…" I stuttered while waving my hands in front of me. Nervously, I laughed and sighed. "Sorry, I just am new, and sort of late, and a lot lost…"

"Oh really~, well, he and I are third years here. Welcome to Ouran Academy!" he exclaimed with a smile.

"Oh, well a… Thank you, my name is Kishiko Kimura. You are the first two whom have shown me kindness today" I said with a polite smile.

At that moment, I noticed he still had his hands around me. When I tried to pull away slightly, I guess, he remembered as well. His arms dropped down to his sides and turned his head to the left so I couldn't see his face. My guess was he was blushing just like me. Clearing his throat, he spoke in his deep, lush voice.

"I think we should escort you to your class" he said quietly.

"M'hm, Taka-Shan is right. Do you have your schedule?" the honey colored eyed boy asked me.

"Um… I have it right here," I exclaimed with a proud smile. I passed it along to him. "There you go… Erm… I never got your name"

He stared up and me and tilted his head.

"Really? I apologize for not telling you. My name is Mitsukuni Haninozuka and this is my cousin Takashi Morinozuka." He bowed slightly. "I apologize once again for my rudeness."

I instinctively bowed in return. My face flushed once again.

"No! It's not a problem just slipped your mind is all. Not a big problem!" I replied nervously.

It was silent for quite some time before anyone spoke. My mind transgressed back to when I was younger. Before I came to Ouran, my brother and I lived in England. Kaito and Kishiko, the terrible twos, is what our maidens used to call us. See, Kaito and I are twins. And, since we were royalty, we could only play with each other on the inside of the castle. Our childhood was not a fairy tales and pixie dust. Our mother, you see, fell madly in love with a commoner, our father. They were married within 3 months and had us one year later. Grand Old Crotch caught a huge fit seeing his blue blooded daughter marry a poor, stray commoner. Father and Grandfather Crotch got into a huge fight. The last time I saw my father was when he, Kaito, and I were huddled together. I was the only one crying. He gave both of us gifts before he departed. A brilliantly, golden pocket watch with our names and birthday inscribed inside for Kaito, and, a dandy silver key locket with all of us in our lovely garden for myself. That picture was taken that summer he left. Grand Old Crotch voided the marriage and continues to call my mother a disgrace to the Kimura blood and us worthless, half mongrels.

I instinctively reached up and touched the locket. I haven't let it out of my sight since then. Tears began sting in the corners of my eyes. Blinking rapidly, I had not been paying attention while Mitsukuni-kun had been speaking.

"My apologies, Mitsukuni-kun, may you repeat what you said before?" I said after regaining my senses.

A large smile grew over the boy's cherubic face. He was no more than 4'11 or just 5 foot. His eyes were his most noticeable feature. There was another thing I didn't notice until now. A small pink rabbit snuggled closely in his arms.

"I said, Are you gonna just stand around all day or are we gonna take you to your class before you even later?" He huffed slightly when he place his hands on his hips with a jokingly smirk.

"Ah, your right! We should be going now. Can you lead the way Mitsukuni-kun and Takashi?"

"Alright~! But, before we leave, you don't have to call me Mitsukuni-kun, you can call me Hunny-sempai if you like. And him," he gestured up at Takashi with his thumb "Mori-sempai."

"Hm… Hunny-sempai sounds… Adorable," I exclaimed with a sweltering smile, "But, I like the sound of Takashi better than Mori-sempai." I turned to face him with a sheepish grin. "Is it alright with you? I mean it's not a problem if you don't want me to! I can just call me whatever you wish! I can… I think I should stop talking now…" I uttered softly, finally trailing off of my unnecessary rant. Hunny-sempai giggled while my face flushed once again. Takashi's gray eyes softened as a smile was slightly visible on his face.

"Its fine…" he spoke softly. Those were the last two words I heard from him all afternoon.

"Alright~," yelled Hunny-sempai happily, "Time to get to you to class!"

We scampered off up the stairs, towards the left, passing six doors, and making a sharp right to the first door on our rights.