I can't believe I forgot this part but Ouran High School Host club does not belong to me it belongs to Bisco Hatori (at least the manga. I'm not exactly sure how that all works) And I have not read the manga so sorry for any inaccuracies. Only my OC's belong to me.

5 years old

"But daddy, I wanna wear my princess dress!" Five year old Victoria yelled. She didn't understand why she had to wear the boring clothes her father referred to as 'classy', a plain black dress with a white satin belt around the waist. Her princess dress would be much better with its fluffy blue skirt like cotton candy and purple butterfly design that complimented her purple eyes perfectly.

"Because I created you so you wear what I decide," he peered down on his perfect daughter with midnight black hair and lavender eyes. She was exactly what he always wanted in a child beautiful, intelligent as they come and (for the most part) ambitious. He just wished she was a bit more obedient, she would only do what he asked if the request was accompanied with either a bribe or a threat.

"That's stupid," she crossed her arms and glared at her father. "Give a good reason or I am gonna rip this stupid dress off."

Her dad sighed, "Fine we are going to meet Mr. Ootori and he has a son your age and we have to impress them so you have to be presentable." Victoria raised her eyebrow not buying his explanation, "And if you don't no toys for a month." He growled but he still got the reaction he wanted. She trotted over to Gloria, her nanny, and allowed her to pull her shiny black hair into French braided pigtails, her favorite.

Victoria wasn't impressed by the Ootoris mansion. It was small compared to hers and it felt foreign even though her new house (or castle as she liked to call it) was the closest house to it. In fact she could see her castle from where she was standing in front of the Ootoris door.

Some member of the Ootoris staff greeted Victoria, her brother, and her father and lead them inside. They walked down the long hall to a huge door. Inside was a long table with around thirty seats at it and standing in front of the table was a tall man with neat black hair and glasses surrounded by a beautiful woman that had to be his wife, a miniature version of her that was two years older than Victoria, and three boys that looked like their father at the ages of 10, 8, and 5. Victoria made a face at the children causing her dad to grip her shoulder in a warning manner.

"Welcome to our home , this is my wife Akemi, my eldest son Yuuichi, then here is Akito. This is my daughter Fuyumi and my youngest son Kyoya."

"Nice to meet you," the family chorused.

"The pleasure is all ours," my father smiled at the Ootoris. "This is my son Noboru and my daughter Victoria." Victoria smiled trying to look as sweet and likable as possible.

"That name sounds very western how did you pick it?" Mr. Ootori questioned as he looked at the small girl.

"Her mother was infatuated with western culture and loved the name. I personally liked it because it means victory and my dearest Victoria is my greatest victory," as onary as she was she was close to perfection.

"Interesting," Mr. Ootori looked down at his youngest child, "Kyoya, why don't you take Miss Victoria and go to one of the play rooms." The play rooms had been created specifically for this encounter and it just happened to be filled with her favorite toys. There was a large doll house in the center of the room which Victoria ran to as soon as she saw it.

Kyoya observed Victoria as she went through toys. She let a slightly evil laugh escape her lips as she did something with the dolls. Kyoya could tell from her almost cruel demeanor that they would either become the best of friends or the worst of enemies and he feared destruction if it was the latter. There was something not only incredibly frightening but also amazing about her. She was captivating and brilliant and obedient, judging by the way she was dressed, she had all the aspects of a perfect wife.

Lately Kyoya had been reading into family making. He researched what traits were desired to create the optimal family and he could tell her genes would mix well with his and their kids would be beautiful and brilliant. From his research he knew many people would consider 5 too early to be looking for a wife but he saw no reason he shouldn't. He didn't plan on actually marrying for years and meeting his while he is 5 would give him more time to get to know her and take a load of stress off about having to find someone later in life. Though he figured he should inform her that she would be his wife eventually so she didn't try to marry any other man.

She had just finished setting up the living room in the tiny house when he walked over to her. "Someday we are going to have a house and be married," he smiled at her using all if his charm. He watched her jaw drop and her eyes bulge and a faint pink tinge her cheeks. Then when she seemed to wrap her head around what he had said her fists and jaw clenched and her eyes squinted.

"Who do you think you are!" She screeched as she attacked him sending him to the floor and standing on his five year old chest. "Why do you think I would marry you," she sneered as she looked down at him.

Instead of answering he tried to get air into his lungs. She was surprisingly heavy. When she noticed he couldn't breathe and thus couldn't answer she promptly settled for straddling his chest so he couldn't move but he could still breath.

After catching his breath he felt fear overwhelm him making it hard to breath for a different reason. He had made a bad move. It was like a chess game he had played once with his oldest brother, Kyoya made a move thinking it was foolproof only to have his brother take the piece and put him in checkmate. He had just made Victoria his enemy.

"Answer me," the girl whispered, in a way that was somehow scarier than her yelling, as she grabbed his shirt and pulled his face close.

He gulped and worked up the courage, "I-I just t-thought that y-you would be a perfect wife," he absolutely loathed stuttering.

"That's no reason to demand I marry you. You marry a person you love, not someone that has all of the traits you want. You marry someone that makes you happy and you make them happy. I will only marry a man that I love," she preached, a dreamy look filling her eyes. "You never know we might end up hating each other or there might be something about me you don't know yet that you hate about me. I will never marry someone that I met at age five because I will know everything about them and I want to be surprised and learn things as time passes. So we definitely can't get married but we can be friends." As she said this she got off of him and helped him up. "In fact Yoya I think we could be best friends as you help me take over the world!"

Kyoya had no idea how to respond to that. He didn't know if he should ask about the friends thing, the Yoya thing, or the take over the world thing. He started with the least crazy, "Did you call me Yoya?"

"Yes I like it. It sounds cute," she stated as she stared at him with huge lavender eyes, how had he not noticed the strange tint of her eyes before?

"Okay...," he decided to just move on, "well what's with the take over the world thing?"

"Oh I have a plan to take over the world and you will be a very important part of it. You will find out more later. Any other questions?"

"Yes, one more. Did you say we could be friends?" Of course he knew what friends were and everything but he had never actually had a friend and he didn't get why she would want to be his when she had seemed so ready to kill him earlier.

"Duh, friends are very beneficial and there's something I like about you. Plus we are neighbors so we can play anytime! You do like to play games right? I noticed that most of these toys are unused," Kyoya could only stare at her. He felt his face get hot as he looked at her. All he could think was that he looked forward to spending time with her.

There wasn't a single day that year the two didn't talk.

A/N: If you liked it and want more please review! I am not super confident about it because of the fact I am using an OC. This is just the first year but if people like it then I plan on writing all the way to adult hood. Please be sure to let me know (Preferably in a not rude way) and arigatou minna!