HI! I got bored, came up with a story, and decided it wasn't all that bad! So, here it is! Be mindful that this is the intro, and the next chapter probably won't be out for a good 2 weeks. Enjoy!

Oh! P.S. I don't own Ouran High School Host Cub!

Chapter 1

My name is Suzuki Aiko. I am a fist year in high school, and have just returned to Japan after years of studying in America. Typically, one would think that to study music, you would go somewhere in Europe, but I have distant family living in New York, and they offered to let me stay with them and even pay my tuition fee at the school I transferred to. It was out of respect and gratitude that I accepted their invitation, as well as fear of living alone in a land I don't know.

In all, my studies there went well. Because of matters concerning my parents and my coming of age, I've returned for my first year in high school. It is the middle of the year, granted the timing of my parents summoning, but I was assured that everything will to be in order by the time I reach the school on Monday morning. Even so, I dread having to introduce myself that day, with everyone's eyes on me.

Adding to my dread, it was only today that they told me the school was co-ed.

I'm afraid of boys.

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"Honey you look beautiful!" my mom was gushing over the optional school uniform like it was my wedding dress, which, by the way, wasn't flattering at all.

"Mom, this thing is optional, right? Instead if wearing this… lovely…dress could I make something of my own?" Mom looked at me with a surprised face. She didn't know I could sew.

"Of course Honey! I'll let you do what you think is best." She struts out of the room without a glance behind her, three maids following her patiently. She was so obviously relieved…I 'm glad they've given me my space; now I can get to work.

Sewing isn't as easy as it might seem, but because I already had bases of clothing, I just decided to… alter them a little. It didn't take much effort, and soon I only needed to finish my skirt. Which is also when I found that I didn't have the right fabric.

I only had fabric left from my previous years in America, and I didn't have any of what I needed.

"Mom! I need to go out! I'll be back in a bit!" rushing out the door, I barely stopped to hear her response. And then- ignoring it- I left anyways.

I went to the city, away from the high luxury estates and rumor indulging minors. Walking down the streets, I keep my head low and avoid the gaze of the civilians.

Just so you know, keeping your gaze on the sidewalk isn't the smartest thing to do in a city that you haven't been to in years.

I am rushing up and down streets unknown to me, frantically looking for a familiar landmark, when I bump into someone. It's a girl that seems to be my age, with short brown hair and a red jacket. We sit on the ground, staring at each other for a moment, and then I remember something.

"Can you point me in the direction of the fabric store?" I shot up on my knees in my elation, and was clasping my hands in front of my chest, actually pleading. And the girl just sat there. And started laughing.

"Sure, I was heading in that way anyways!" She smiles and helps me up. Still grasping my hand, she says:

"My name is Haruhi; it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Ah, my name's Aiko! Um… I'm very sorry for bothering you like this…"

"No problem!" she lets go of my hand and starts walking in the direction I was coming from. Oh. So that's where it is. I jog to catch up with her, and then keep in pace next to her.

"What school do you go to Haruhi?" Haruhi looks startled for a second, but replies soon after.

"I am a scholarship student at Ouran Academy."

"Wow! How lucky! Now I won't be alone…" I smiled to myself, looking at the sky.

"What do you mean?" My walking companion stopped and stared at me with a confused and worried look on her face.

"I mean I'm transferring there tomorrow. I have lived in America for the past four years, and am going to start going to school with snotty Japanese rich kids- oh, and you." I grinned, pleased with myself that I was able to find a friend so quickly. Haruhi didn't respond. She just started walking again with her head down, not speaking.

Suddenly, she looked up and stopped. "We're here. Get home safely!" And then she just walks away hurriedly, leaving me in front of the long forgotten fabric store.

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"Well class, we have a new student joining us today! Everyone please make Suzuki Aiko feel welcome!" My new Sensei smiles and gestures at me, making my presence known to the world.

Well this is just great. I just had the luck to be given a male teacher. Seriously, how could Mom just leave me here like that, in the hands of an unknown male? It's terrifying!

"A-ah… h-h-hello… M-my name i-i-is S-S-S-S….. S-Suzuki… Ai- Aiko… P-pleased to m-m-meet you…" everyone is staring at me, even the boys. If they weren't here, I bet I could have made a great first impression but… they are here…

And I'm scared…

I look up for the first time and spot Haruhi staring at me with a (wth?) expression.

She's wearing the boy's uniform.

Wth?

Why is the only girl I know cosplaying as a guy?