Hello everyone! Avafreak here, with YET ANOTHER story! Now, don't get me wrong, I'm still going to work on my Madoka Ame fanfic for Avatar, and OF COURSE I'm going to work on my Vampire Trouble fanfic for Harry Potter. I just have to get out of the WRITER'S BLOCK RUT that I'm currently stuck in. . dammit. But never fear! I'll get to them…eventually. Hope you like this new story from me! If you do, then be sure to check out my others on my profile! Happy Reading!
Summary: It had been years since Ootori Kyouya had last seen his childhood friend after her mother had passed, and he had all but forgotten about her. Now that he's in High School at the prestigious Ouran Academy, she has somehow managed to stumble back into his life, though she isn't how he remembers her. Her appearance has changed dramatically, and she is almost unrecognizable; but worst of all she refuses to speak a word to anyone. The Shadow King desperately tries to find his old friend in this stranger that has returned to him, though uncertain if he will even be able to. But with the Host Club behind him, bit by bit he manages to get her to open up and eventually back to the girl she used to be.
Note:The Prologue takes place in the 1st person, which is Kyouya's POV/flashback. The story will sometimes switch from 1st person to 3rd person omniscient. Don't worry; I'll warn you all with bold text and such. HAPPY READING!
Prologue
"Kyouya-kun!"
"Kyouya-kun! How was school? Did you have fun? What did you do?"
I was eight-years-old then, and yet I remember her as if the years had never passed. She was always so happy…vibrant and smiling. I remember smiling at her and answering, "I had a lot of fun today; we made friendship bracelets in art class today. I made you one."
I held the bracelet up to show her and her eyes lit up. The bracelet was made out of three different colored strings—blue, white, and grey—all braided together. I tied it around her wrist, and then held up my own to show here.
"See? Now we match!"
She smiled and looked her own bracelet, then looked at me with a big smile on her face.
"Arigatou, Kyouya-kun," she said, smiling warmly at me. "I promise to wear this everyday." I said nothing and just smiled in return. Then one of my brothers called me inside and I waved goodbye to her, and invited her to come over and play tomorrow.
That seemed so long ago. I still think about her occasionally, but this memory is always the strongest. Even if I try my hardest, I can't even remember what she looked like; it's been so long. When was the last time I saw her? How is she doing? Where is she?
……
I miss her.
End of Prologue! Wicked short, I know, but it's a prologue!! Chapter one will start off present day when Kyouya is in school at Ouran and take place in 3rd person omniscient. Thanks for reading! If you would like more of this story, you know what to do! Press that BIG PURPLE RECTANGLE that says "review this chapter!!" Though, I liked it better when it was just a small little box on the lower left-hand corner.
