Author's Note: With no Internet and no method of communicating around the entire world like I am used to, I decided to just type this up out of fun considering I wanted to do this anything.

Warning: Contains Yaoi, physical abuse, profanity, violence, and sexual themes.

Main Pairing: MoriXOC

Side Pairing: KyouyaXHaruhi, HunnyXOC, KaoruXHikaru, Tamaki... will have someone in another story.

The Silent Force

Chapter 1: Let Heaven Sing

So... this is where I am to start my new school life... He looked over the school with an aura of uncertainty, afraid of what he might find in there. The truth of the manner was that he was very shy and unknowing of the world outside of what his family sought to teach him. Well... there's nothing I can do but grin and bear it now, he thought as he looked down at the new uniform, bought for him of course as he was nowhere near smart enough to win the scholarship, adorning his body. With a sigh, he forced himself to smile and look like he was happy as he walked in. But as he finally saw people, they began to eye him and he suddenly felt vulnerable again. Even with the smile on his face, he wanted to go back home and dissapear under the sheets within the confounds of his room. Nothing in life could've scared him more then all those eyes on him... except for cockroaches with their beady eyes, their big moving figures, and the crunching sound they make when they're squished... but that was irrelevent at the moment for fear of cockroaches had nothing to do with Shinichi's sudden vulnerability at being stared down. And, sadly enough, stared down was a very correct way of wording it.

The male students looked at him with raised eyebrows and confused faces. Female students looked at him with disgusted eyes and scowling faces. Their eyes were cold and mean for some weird reason and he was unknowledgable as to why they would look at him like that. Of course the clue might've come when someone, a brown-haired boy, walked up to him with a confused glance in his eye.

"Excuse me, miss, but why are you wearing the boy's uniform?"

Shinichi looked at the boy wondering what he was talking about and felt even more upset when he saw that the brown-haired boy was an androgynous figure like himself.

"What do you mean by that? You are exactly like me."

The boy looked stunned, but Shinichi continued.

"Surely you should know the pain of being mistaken for a girl... so why would you ask such a thing?"

Suddenly the boy's stunned look dropped and Shinichi could swear he looked almost relieved... as if he had found some sort of method to keeping a secret from others... before turning to face Shinichi.

"I'm sorry... That was rude of me, I guess, to assume you were a girl... though you do look like one."

Shinichi opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it again. The boy did pose a point; he, unlike the brunette before him, had not cut his hair short like most boys would, but kept it long instead, long enough that it flowed down to his back. Couple that with his naural girlish eyes and one would mistake him for a member of the female sex... until the shirt came off for whatever reason anyways.

"So... are you new here?"

The question caught Shinichi off guard.

"Oh... oh yes... I am."

The brunette, at his answer, offered Shinichi a soft smile.

"This place can get weird sometimes, but you should feel right at home... You're Shinichi Arashi, right?"

"Ummm... yeah. How did you know?"

"The class representative informed us that you would be transferred into our class. He felt it was a need-to-know thing due to the kind of business your family runs... War manufacturing, right?"

Shinichi sighed at this.

"Weapons dealing... I suppose you could call it that, but... despite what the business stands for, my father truely is an honorable man... and my mother is a kind-hearted woman."

All a lie... Just a lie... I cannot say the truth... I must not say the truth.

"I see... Anyway, since this is your first day, you wouldn't feel embarassed if I walked you to class, would you?"

"Oh? Oh no... not at all..."

"Good... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself... I'm Haruhi Fujioka. It's nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

With that, the two walked off to class. The day went by normally: Shinichi introduced himself, the twins got to know him a little... like his weaknesses and what he was sensative to mainly, Haruhi got angry at them, classwork was done, and when it was time for break, Shinichi found himself alone. He walked towards the library, expecting to find peace and quiet there, but then he found Haruhi walking out of it.

"Oh... hi."

"Hi."

Shinichi went to open the library door, but Haruhi's words stopped him.

"If what you're looking for is peace and quiet, I wouldn't suggest going in there. I left because I couldn't focus on my studies."

A grimace from the long-haired boy formed, but then he lowered it as he turned to face Haruhi.

"I see... Is there any place I could find peace and quiet at then?"

"No... not really."

A moan and a sigh was heard before Shinichi fell against the wall near the library doors.

"I'm sorry, Haruhi... I don't mean to seem like I'm having a breakdown, but I really don't want to be here."

"Then why did you come?"

If I didn't come, I'd have to remain home... With them.

"There's no escaping from my father's security guards... They would've dragged me to school anyway."

"Ahhh..."

Shinichi heard Haruhi mutter and it sounded almost like rich bastards, but he didn't want to assume the brunette was being offensive. Still, Haruhi shook his head and then shrugged.

"If I knew a place I could study at without any noise, I would've done so already... But I have to go to the Host Club, so I don't have any time... Ummm, are you alright?"

The two words, Host Club, immediately caught Shinichi's ears. Though he looked like a girl, he also had the sexuality of what was considered normal found in a normal girl, the love of boys... henceforth, he was naturally and normally gay. The prospect of being in a room full of guys, even if they were straight, appealed to him almost immediately.

"H-H-Host Club?"

Still, his shy nature caused him to stutter despite his want to go to the room that this spectacle could be seen in.

"Yes... Host Club. We cater to the likes of girls and homosexual-slash-bisexual boys."

Haruhi's explanation was very well accepted to Shinichi; it seemed they weren't just for girls only.

"I see... Is there some chance I could come see it?"

"Do you swing that way?"

"... ... ... ... ..."

"It doesn't matter if you do or not. Being homosexual doesn't make you less human. Anyway, if you want to see it, follow me."

With that, Haruhi turned and began to walk off. Shinichi hesitated a moment, then began to follow him. Even though he was with Haruhi, the hallways still felt long, probably being as long as they felt, however, until they finally reached their destination, the third music room. Shinichi looked up at the room with a moment's pause and then...

"... Is this it?"

Haruhi said nothing as he opened the door. Nothing happened at first, but then a flash of light enveloped Shinichi's eyes and he could faintly see, yet acutely smell the scent of, rose petals spiralling in the air towards him. As the light began to dim down, six voices welcomes the two in unison, all of the voices male, and finally Shinichi could make out the figures better.

There were six people in the middle. Two were the red-haired twins from his class, Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachiin, that were trying to make Shinichi's life a living hell. Haruhi came up and introduced everyone, though, so they did not remain a mystery for much longer.

"This is the Host Club. That's Tamaki Suoh-sempai, the Prince type."

Haruhi pointed at the tall blonde who did look a bit regal to Shinichi's eyes.

"This is Kyouya Ootori-sempai, the Cool type."

Haruhi pointed at a black haired boy whose gaze scared the poor long-haired boy to death.

"You already know Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachiin, the Little Devil type."

Haruhi knew she did not need to point; Shinichi's eyes locked onto them with disdain.

"That is Mitsukuni Haninozuka-sempai, the Lolishota type, but mostly everyone calls him Hunny-sempai."

Haruhi pointed at the little blonde, who Shinichi found, and no one can deny it, cute. But it was the last boy Haruhi pointed out that would be the main character, the hero, in Shinichi's story.

"And this is Takashi Morinozuka-sempai, the Silent type, but mostly everyone calls him Mori-sempai."

Shinichi looked at Mori and felt his entire heart stop. The minute his eyes locked onto those beautiful dark orbs, burning with a thousand thoughts, Shinichi knew that there was a feeling he had hardly ever felt before inside of him. Looking into Mori's eyes made him feel... right again... It made no sense to the long-haired boy, but one thing did make sense to him as he looked into those beautiful onyx visuals.

He wanted to get to know the one called Mori-sempai more... Much, much more.

Fin

Sorry it's lacking. It should get better in future chapters.