In the dead of night, the full moon shed its light onto a huge mansion, lighting up the windows and providing the only source of light for the sleeping inhabitants. One of the specific rooms the moon lit was full of Halloween horrors and old clothes. No, it wasn't an attic or a storage room; it was a bedroom.

It was Sunako's bedroom.

The fifteen-year-old, dark-haired, pimple-faced, scary girl was asleep, dreaming of blood and corpses. That was no nightmare, as you might believe; it was really very pleasant.

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The sun rose, and Nakahara Sunako sat up in bed. Her hair was frizzy, but she dressed without fixing it. She threw on a hat and left her room to fix breakfast for the radiant creatures she lived with. She closed the door behind her and left me in her black room, just as she always did.

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"Oh, Hiroshi!" she sighed as soon as she walked back into her room. She threw her backpack onto the floor and collapsed in front of me. I didn't turn to her, but I listened intently as she poured her heart out to me. "Today was horrible. I wish I could just stay in darkness, and stay away from all the pretty people in the world."

The door opened with loud bang. The vibration knocked me over.

Ow.

"Hiroshi!" Sunako exclaimed. "Are you okay?" She picked me up and placed me very carefully before turning to the source of the excitement.

"Sunako!" the boy yelled. From the voice, I guessed it was the worst of the four boys living with us. It was Takano Kyohei.

"What?" she yelled back. She growled loudly, unafraid to show her anger. The open door allowed the light in, and she shaded her eyes.

"We need you to become a lady." That voice was different. It was the boy that went by Takenaga Oda. I liked him; he wasn't afraid of me, and often stopped by.

"No way." Sunako slammed the door in their faces, but it was thrown open again.

"Don't just close the door like that!" Takano argued.

"Please just listen to us," a third voice begged. It was small and feeble, proving to me that it was Toyama Yukinojo. He was probably crying.

"Yes, princess! It'll only be for a day!" Mori Ranmaru's smooth voice persuaded. Sunako, however, was not so easily wooed.

"No." She pushed a DVD into the DVD player and pressed play. The sounds of the movie quickly took her in, and she forgot about the four boys in her doorway.

Until, of course, Takano walked up behind her and unplugged the machine. He dodged her arms and hid behind Oda.

"Want this back?" Takano asked, waving it. "Only if you become a lad-"

Sunako stood, cutting off his words. Her appearance became very ghost-like and transparent. In fear, Takano dropped the DVD player to the hard ground.

"Oops," he whispered. The other three boys whimpered for fear of Sunako's wrath.

Sunako screamed. She sounded a lot like a dying cat, but that never really bothered me. The four boys, on the other hand, almost shat themselves.

"S-Sunako," Oda began.

"Kyohei didn't mean it!" Yuki went on.

"He'll buy you a new one!" Ranmaru promised, to which Takano objected sternly.

"I will not!" the most dazzling of them all yelled stubbornly.

Suddenly, the DVD player began making odd noises, and the disc compartment shot in and out several times quickly before it just exploded. Before anyone could even think to react, the DVD player disappeared. In its place, a portal appeared. It was small and black, with small specks of color spiraling in a circle.

"A... haunted DVD player?" Oda asked cynically. They all examined it from a safe distance.

"Of course," Takano answered with a tired sigh. He stretched. "I'm going to get a snack." He scratched his head and turned away toward the kitchen.

As he spoke, Sunako grabbed me and walked over to the portal. The supernatural-loving girl had only one option.

She jumped in.

Behind us, we heard the boys chorus, "Sunako!"

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"I wonder where this goes?" she squeaked happily as we slid down space as if we were on a slide. She dreamed of it leading to a land of vampires and mummies; a dark place where we could be alo-

"Sunako!" Takano yelled. He and the rest were sliding behind us.

He extended his hand for Sunako, reaching as far as he could.

For reasons I couldn't quite understand, she reached back. The grasped hands, and a white light exploded from their contact. Suddenly, we dropped into a new world.

"Kya!" was the first thing I heard after our fall. I didn't recognize the voice.

"Who are they?"

"Look! They're so handsome!"

"Is that a ghost with them?"

"Look at that horrible doll!"

Hey! That wasn't very thoughtful!

Sunako looked down at me. "Don't worry, Hiroshi. They just don't understand." She hugged me for comfort and stood up.

They whole place was elegant and absolutely beautiful in a way that would terrify Sunako.

"Where... where are we?" Yuki whined. The tears that were rolling down his cheeks dried as he realized that this place wasn't creepy at all!

"You're in Ouran. It's a high school," a voice told us.

I looked around while being very careful to not move. Each of the huge windows were stained glass, and all of the carpets were a royal red. The girls all wore bright yellow dresses and the boys all wore powder-blue blazers and black pants. There were statues all around me and chandeliers handing from each arch in the ceiling. Everything sparkled, even the people.

Sunako and I were very out of place.

Sunako turned to the voice. It was a very short boy with brown hair and kind eyes. He was in a blue jacket and black pants, and he was just as dazzling as the four we lived with.

Immediately, the blood in Sunako's nose escaped and hit everything in a ten-foot radius. She fell backwards to the ground.

"Are you ok?" the boy asked. He bent down to Sunako's level, and she shrank away.

At a safe distance, Sunako nodded. "Yes." She lowered her head so that her view was obscured by her hair. "I'm going to melt," she whispered into my head so that he wouldn't hear.

"Oh, ok." The boy smiled, and the girls around us squealed in happiness. "By the way, my name's Haruhi. How did you get here?"

"Haruhi!" Two identical boys ran over to us. "Who're they?" Their words were in perfect synchronization and their yellow eyes were very lively.

Sunako looked up, and blood splattered out of her nose again.

"What a strange person," the twins commented.

"You have no idea," Takano muttered. He looked around and suddenly stopped short. "W-wait a minute! How do we get home?"