A red curtain was drawn as a line of tiny actors bowed. The first school play performed by the Ouran Elementary Division was a success. One actor in particular stood out above the rest. This actor would receive flowers and the standing ovation that was deserved. The child looked with joyful jade eyes at the audience. For the young brunette, it would be the first of many successes.
Later at home, the child put a bouquet of beautiful flowers in a rather bare cabinet. The child stared at the empty abyss in sadness. The flowers looked rather lonely.
"We are so proud of you Kei," the child's mother said.
"You bring such honor to the Sato family," said the father. Kei turned around to look at the adults with a smile.
"Thank you mommy! Daddy! It's a shame the flowers are so lonely, though!"
"The flowers won't live long anyway, son. Pretty soon you will have many trophies to fill the case. Those last an eternity," the father comforted. Kei looked back at the flowers.
"Why don't we put a vase in the cabinet? That should make the flowers last a little longer," the mother suggested. Kei gave a head tilt.
"I have a better idea!" the small child exclaimed. Kei quickly picked a flower off the bouquet. "I can put this in my hair and then take a picture!"
Kei's father quickly grew angered. He snatched the flower away and crumpled it up.
"Boys don't wear flowers in their hair," he firmly stated. Kei's mother laughed nervously.
"I think you're fine just waiting for a trophy. You're a talented actor, it's only a matter of time. Just be patient, son!" she yelled. Kei looked sadly at them.
"I don't fit in with the other boys, though..."
"It never does any harm to adjust. You must not be trying hard enough," Kei's father avowed. Kei backed away.
"I'm sorry! I'll try to be a good boy from now on," the child muttered, walking away. Kei's mother sighed.
"That child of ours sure can cause trouble," she observed. Kei's father nodded.
"We raise that thing as a boy, and it still changes nothing. It's like he thinks he's a girl. Why can't he act that way we raised him to? Everyday he tries to be a girl. If we wanted a girl, we would have raised him as one," he lectured.
"You don't think he's figured out the truth yet, do you?" Kei's mother asked.
"He better not. I don't want a daughter. He might have been born female, but that doesn't mean that we have to have a girl. Eventually he'll adapt to being a boy. As long we don't fail to create the illusion, it will work. I know it will," Kei's father concluded.