A/N: So this is my first published fanfic so please let me know what you think! This isn't my best work, but it's what I am working on right now so... Enjoy!
Reunited
Chapter One: The Sighting
Chloe Lexia Scott opened the window of her apartment to hear a very strange conversation.
"Kyoya! Look at this apartment! We're going to be living just like Haruhi!" a high pitched voice said. Chloe looked into the window of the next apartment building and saw a blonde haired boy and a dark haired boy with glasses. They both looked to be about 16 or 17 years of age.
"Don't you think this apartment is a little small for six people?" the dark haired one replied, not looking up from the black book he was writing in.
"Well then," the other one announced, pointing at the one with glasses. "We'll rent the whole building!
"Tamaki, isn't that a bit too extreme?"
"Nothing is ever too much for my little girl!" He said, pouting in the corner.
"How about this, the dark one said, pushing up his glasses and obviously trying to calm him. We'll just rent three more apartments, Mori-Senpai and Honey-Senpai can share one, the twins will share one, and you and I will have our own."
"That's a GREAT idea Kyoya!" the blonde shouted, jumping up from his 'emo corner' and hugging him fiercely.
Chloe pulled her head from the window. She was going to be late and she didn't want to be rude by listening to their conversation. She had to admit, though, that dark haired guy was hot. Still, there was something familiar about him. She grabbed her phone and went outside to where her driver was waiting with the limo. She got in and they drove off to Ouran Academy.
When Chloe woke up this morning, she hadn't anticipated what she was getting into. After spending two hours going over her papers with the chairman and signing document to make sure no one could find anything about her except her basic information, she had never been so glad to leave a room in her life. "I hope your time at Ouran will be wonderful!" the chairman said as she left his office. 'I am so glad that is over,' she thought when the door closed.
He could not believe that Tamaki was making them live in commoner apartments. Well... yes he could... it was Tamaki after all. After finally him to go to his room and stay there, Kyoya began to unpack his things into a tiny closet in the bedroom. He lay on his bed, hoping to rest his eyes for a little while, when he heard singing.
"... Cause our song is the slammin' screen door, sneaking out late, tappin' on your window. When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow, 'cause it's late and your mama don't know..."
Chloe sang as she dressed for softball training. Since it wasn't an official practice, she wore shorts instead of softball pants. With them, she wore her practice t-shirt, knee high socks, and slides (athletic sandals). In her gear bag, she had her cleats, glove, softballs, helmet, bat and other practice equipment. She also had her spearmint gum, which she always chewed during practice and games, and her auburn curly hair in a high ponytail. She turned off the music and brought her phone and speakers with her. She opened the door to find the dark haired boy from yesterday.
"Yes?" she asked as politely as she could. Chloe was anxious to get to the field.
"Well, I was going to ask you to turn the music down, but I see you've taken care of that." he smiled.
"Yes, well as you see, I've got to get going." He moved aside and let her pass. She hadn't been to sure before, but now as she saw him up close, Chloe knew it was him. Kyoya Ootori, who had been her childhood friend for a summer when his family had taken a trip to America. She continued walking to her car, shaking her head at the memory.
He couldn't believe it. When the door opened, there stood Chloe Lexia Scott. He hadn't thought of her in a while. Just seeing her made his heart melt, not that he showed it. Neither did he show recognition. He just stated what he came for and let her go, but he wanted to just tell her who he was. Apologize for what he did all those long years ago. Too late now.
I wonder where she is going to school. He thought. Certainly not Ouran, she doesn't have enough money... does she? The last time he saw her was when they were twelve, which would make it five years now...
He shook his head. No use reminiscing over the past. He thought, then turned and headed back the way he came.
I feel ashamed... this is so short... oh well, the next chapter is longer! Review!
