Samurai Storyline

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Ouran High School Host Club or any of its characters.

onegai-please ano-um(hesitation)

Chapter 1

"Onegai Ame, onegai let me stay home." A youth in Ouran High School's uniform kelt begging the young man in the black suit.

"Ah, Ran-chan, don't look so sad." the white haired man pulled his master up.

"I liked my old school." the teen complained.

"I know, but you'll be fine. I bet you'll make some good friends." he said ushering his young master to the limo.

"I liked my old friends. You know very well how long it took before I met them!" the boy countered.

"Well, this new start will let you see if your people skills have improved." With a forceful kick, the boy flew into the vehicle, the door slamming shut before any escape attempt could occur.

"NOOOOOOO!!!!" the shouts within the limo went unheard as it pulled away.

Ame sniffled "They grow up so fast." he waved at the retreating car.

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"Oh, wow, it's him."

"He's kind of cute."

"He's a little on the pretty side too. No wonder he plays some female roles."

Had the halls been any louder, the gossip would be heard in town. Ranzen's head hung low as he headed to his class as if it were the place where his execution were to take place. '1-A. Just one step and I'm in. One step, one little step... I can't! Run!' His mind knew to follow the mental words, but his feet didn't budge. 'Move!' he demanded of his feet. Though his feet obeyed the command, they didn't go the way he wanted. They led him straight into the class. 'Traitors! I should have you chopped off!'

He looked about the room at the few who were present and took a seat at the desk closest to the door. The chatter of girls immediately caught his ear.

"Oh my gosh. Rukihara-san is in our class!"

"I hope this doesn't interfere with his next show."

"I bet he's here looking for his new stars."

"He's even brought fame to common folk."

"Oh my, he's looking this way."

"He's smiling at us. Should we go up to him?"

"No, no. I heard that when it comes to show business, you must let them approach you." With that said, the girls stood erect, big smiles gracing their features as they bat their eyelashes.

'I wish those girls would come over. I'm so lonely.' he glanced back at the girls 'On the other hand, maybe not. Is that some kind of eye problem? Don't want to catch it.'

All of the commotion caught the attention of a certain trio across the room. "Who's that?" Haruhi asked the twins Hikaru and Kaoru. "You mean you don't know?" the girl looked at them questioningly. "We'll take that as a no." they said in unison.

"That's Rukihara Ranzen. His family owns a chain of popular theaters." Hikaru stated.

"Believe it or not, Rukihara-san takes part in the shows, usually playing hero and sometimes heroine. They say he personally picks those who take part in the shows." Kaoru explained.

"Not only that, he sometimes writes the story and scripts."

"He has a new project in progress and with that news out, everybody will be looking to get on his good side. Anyone who gets a part will be on society's highest ranks."

"The plays are that good?" Haruhi asked.

"The ones we've seen were very interesting."

Ranzen stared at his watch, his expression stoic but his mind was in turmoil. 'Faster, faster! Let time obey my will!' his train of thought was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder. He looked to his left where the trio stood. The one who had tapped him was definetely the brown haired girl in the boys uniform. "Ano, Rukihara-san, class is over." Ranzen looked around and found that they were the only ones there. He stood up. "Arigatou..ano-" "Oh, Fujioka Haruhi and these are Hitachiin Hikaru and Kaoru." "Hi." the twins said in unison. "Hello, I'm-" "We know." "I see." he bowed slightly "Excuse me." with that, he exited the room. "Not very social, is he?"

'What a school. They didn't even let me introduce myself. How depressing. Save me Ame!' Ranzen mentally despaired.

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Ame, who had been speaking with the maids, paused. "Is something wrong?" "No, I just thought of Ran-chan. I should reward her for going so willingly, but nothing too great since she wore the male uniform." "Most likely the mistress will be mistaken for a boy again and won't bother to correct anyone."

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With the extensive amount of liesure time give, Ranzen earnestly searched for a deserted place to begin writing his new storyline. Though quiet would be nice, for him, just sensing another person's presence would interfere with his thinking. He finally ended up in front of the door of Music Room 3. 'Don't hear any music so...' he grasped the doorknob and turned it.

I guess we can call Ranzen insecure. Just so you know, I'll refer to Ranzen as female when everyone finds out. Please Review!