I felt that Kyoya didn't have a love life so I made one for him.

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"I'm sorry sir, but your wife didn't make it. Although her chances were very slim to start with, she lasted longer than expected. Although she's gone now, she did name the baby."

The man's eyes lit up. "It survived?"

"She." The doctor corrected. "Unfortunately she will grow up with the same fatal disease as her mother. She isn't expected to live past age ten; she's a very weak little girl. Her name is Amiko."

The father held the baby in his arms for the first time. "Amiko." He whispered to the sleeping form in his arms. She was born premature, so she was very small; she just barely fit in his arms without falling through them.

"Doctor? Is there a cure for this diesease?"

"Unfortunately we are still running tests. The risk is too much to test on patients. The Otori group is trying our hardest, but at the rate, we are going…there will never be a cure. I'm sorry."

The father of the child held his head downcast.

"Sir? We might be able to find a cure for your daughter if we are able to run tests on er throughout her life. If what we find is creditable, we may be able to save her life. But the only consequence is….your daughter would become an experiment, property of the Otori family."

The father looked at his little girl. "Don't worry, Daddy will make sure you don't die. I promise."

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"Bye dad! Wish me luck!"

"Wait! Amiko!" Too late the girl was out the door.

Her father sighed. "Her first day going to school in months and she's so eager. …just like her mother."

Amiko was attending her first day at the prestegious Ouran High.

On her way to school, she ran past a boy in the Ouran uniform as well. While wondering why said boy looked so familiar she tripped over her own feet and fell, but before she could fall a stranger caught her. Whne she looked up to think him, her eyes went from thankful to annoyed.

The man who caught her sweatdropped and briskly walked away…in the same direction she was heading.

"Amiko?" a voice from behind her asked.

She turned around. It was the same boy that she was staring at before. The she finally realized who it was.

"Haruhi?"

"Amiko what are you doing here? I thought you were in the hospital."

"Haruhi what are you doing dressed in the boys uniform for Ouran Academy?"

The both ignored each other's question.

"Guess we both owe each other a story…" Amiko said rubbing the back of her head.

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"So that's what happened to you."

"Yeah… But what about you? I mean being forced into the Host Club."

"It's not all that bad, I'm sure Tamaki-senpai may be a little out of hand at times, but the club's not so bad. You should come with me there with me later."

"Well I don't know…I really shou-"

"C'mon it won't hurt." Haruhi said in her persuasive voice.

Sighing, Amiko accepted her defeat.

"Fine."

"Great! So…what class are you in?"

"I'm not sure." She showed Haruhi her schedule.

"Oh, you're in the same class as Tamaki-senpai and Kyoya-senpai. I guess you got to skip a grade. Wow you're lucky."

"I guess you could say that. Well see you later Haruhi." She waved to her friend before walking off towards her first class.

When she entered the room, she was greeted with stares from the other students in the room.

"So much for making new friends." Amiko mumbled as she walked towards an empty seat in the front of the room."

When she sat down, she noticed a boy in the seat to her right, nose in a book. All she could see was his black hair and the glare from his glasses. When he put the book down he caught her gaze, Amiko looked away, red faced with embarassment.

Then class began

….and now it's over

Down a south hallway in one of the buildings was Music Room #3.

When I opened the door, a group of handsome boys greeted me. Ouran Academy's Host Cub.

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Two boys, twins to be exact, came up to Amiko with roses in their hands.

"Looks like the host club has a brand new guest." One twin said.

"And very pretty new guest at that." The twin with a higher voice said.

"Don't be shy." The two said together.

"Um…uh..." Amiko said turning a light shade of red.

Haruhi had walked past the two without a second thought.

"Men! That is no way to treat a valued guest." A rather handsome blond boy with ocean blue eyes pushed away the two 'shadey' twins.

Tamaki took the hands of the new girl. "Welcome my princess to the Ouran Host Club."

"Host Club?" she asked.

"Why did you have to ask?" Haruhi stated.

"Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school Ouran Academy. The Ouran Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have too much time on their hands. Think of it as Ouran academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful." Tamaki exaggerated.

"So what kind of guy is your type? Do you like the strong silent type, the boy-lolita, the mischeifous type, or the cool type?" He stated gesturing to Mori-senpai, Honey-senpai, Hikaru and Kaoru, and Kyoya…in that order.

"Or maybe, you're into a guy like me?" He said lifting her chin.

"So I guess you're Tamaki. Haruhi told me a lot about you." She said moving Tamaki's hand from her face.

"Haruhi talks about me?" He asks with stars in his eyes.

"It also helps that we are in the same class."

Tamaki froze. "…Same…class?"

"Honestly Tamaki. You don't know? This is the new student Amiko Kirasagi. An honor student and a commoner at that." The boy with glasses in a corner of the room stated.

"Oh that's right. You just transferred here today. Please forgive me, I'm Tamaki Suoh. That back there is Kyoya Otori along with those shady twins Hikaru and Kaoru. They're first years as well as my Haruhi over there." He said waving childishly to her with a stupid look on his face. "Our club is of the finest men of the entire school including Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai." He had a kind smile on his face. Then it turned…very creepy in a way.

"You must be friends with my Haruhi. Guess all commoners know each other."

Amiko sweatdropped. "Actually we just happened to go to the same schools since we were kids."

"Any friend of Haruhi's is a friend of ours right Ami-chan?" Honey-senpai stated.

"Yeah." Mori agreed with no emotion.

"Cool new play toy." The twins exclaimed while hugging the new girl.

"Play…toy?" she questioned while being squeezed to death.

Haruhi's look changed to that of no emotion.

"Even if you are haruhi's friend, that doesn't mean you're not a guest and that we aren't interested in what type of guy you are into."

At this instant Amiko pushed Tamaki away with the strength of some unknown force.

"Ok hold on a minute. I don't really know what my type of guy is but I'm pretty sure that all of you have a specific type. Are you interested in the girly girl, the emo, the sporty chick, the nerd (yes there are these types), the slut, the cool type, the mischeifous type, the silent type, or…the natural?"

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"Wow she beat you at your own game boss." the twins stated.

"At least know I know what her type is. She's a critical thinker, just like our Kyoya."

Kyoya pushed up his glasses from the brim of his nose and closed the finance book for the club.

"Don't get too carried away Tamaki, remember we have a reputation to uphold."

Tamaki simply ignored him.

This was going to be an interesting semester.