Chapter 1
"Why do you have to go?" They both asked me, their amber eyes filled with hot tears.
"I know...I don't want to but mom says its for the best!" I said for the fifth time, each time more tears threatning to come out.
They both held their hands togther tightly, and he was about to speak again until his brother made him stop.
With a shake of his head, the were silent again.
"But don't worry! I'll be back eventually! And when that happens we'll be together again ok?" I laughed, a tear falling on my face. They smiled, but did not speak.
A blast of the horn brought me back down to earth. I looked over my shoulder, and watched my mom tap her foot imaptiently.
"We'll miss you." He told me, more tears running down his face.
I looked over to him, but he wouldn't look at me. With a sigh, I turned toward my mom, but then I was pulled back roughly.
"Please don't go!" They cried again, gripping me so tightly, I could not move.
"I'm sorry...I'll neve forget you guys!" I cried harder, my grip tightning as well.
Out of nowhere all of us were pulled in opposite directions.
"Chiya!" They screamed, holding out their hands.
"Please don't forget!" I shouted back, reaching out for them...
"Don't forget!" I heard myself cry out loud.
My eyes open wide and my body sat up without stop.
Without warning, my body touched the cool floor with a loud "bang".
"Ergh...Not again." My mouth sighed with a grumble.
"Chi, you okay?" I heard my mom ask on the other side of my door.
I sat up, rubbing my head with a soft touch.
"Yes I'm fine! I'll be out in a second." I shouted back in a low voice.
As the steps got softer, my radio finally started to play.
With a laugh, I stood up, and got my clothes out to change.
"Je n'ai pas.. de mots..." My voice whispered in a soft sing-song voice.
Forgetting the real words, I started to sing my song. Within a moment, I was changed in my favorite purple coat with black skinnies.
"Je n'ai pas de..." I started to say, but the radio ended, which made me sad.
"Aw..." I sighed as I opened the door. My mother rushed past me, her clothes in a jumble.
"Have to work late tonight. Sorry but you'll have to fend for him as well." My mother said out loud, as she rushed out the door.
"It's not like I haven't done that before. Be safe momma!" I shouted back to her, hoping that she heard me. She only smiled, so I guess she kindof heard me.
Two pieces of toast and a glass of milk later, I heard the signal to go.
" Bye brother, see you later daddy. Love you." I shouted by accident, forgetting my dad was in France...
Or some other European country at the moment.
With my keys in the right hand, I was about to lock the door, when an older man appeared next to me.
"Chi! Good morning!" He smiled, with a loud shivered in the cold despite his furry-looking coat and
red matching gloves. His long hair was down, but you could tell he was a man...Sortof.
"Good morning Ranka...And how are we-"
"Do you mind doing me a favor?" he interrupted me, his eyes wide with hope...and puppy looking.
"Um...Ok, what is it?" I asked, a puzzeled look in my eyes.
"Mind going to Haruhi's school after your school's over and giving this to her? She'll know what to do." Ranka pleaded, handing me a small wad of money.
"Sure I guess...I can get some food with her then." I laughed.
At this, he smiled like a little kid, and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.
"OH YOU'RE SO SWEET CHIYA! way better than "that" moron..." He mumbled under his breath.
"Ranka who are you talking-"
"CHI...YA..." A scratchy voice called from in the apartment.
"...Bye!" Ranka and I both said, me running down the stairs, while he retreated into his home.
"Chiya...you look like you've seen a monster or something." My closest friend Kana Masushi told me the moment I walked into my classroom.
"You have no idea..." I growled, walking slowly to my desk.
When my butt touched the seat, my head banged against the top, making everyone jump with shock.
"Someone fall off the bed again?" A male's voice asked me with a laugh.
Kana laughed, but stopped when she saw my angry face.
"Maybe..." I whispered, a hint of anger rolling off the word. They looked at each other, until Kana whispered,
"Erik."
With a nod, they both shuddered as if a cold wind blew past us.
Kana patted my head, while my friend, Negi Tsukima apologized a numerous amount of times.
"It's fine you guys. It wasn't all his fault...I just had that dream again." My voice faltered at the end. Kana looked at me,
"That dream?"
"Yeah that dream." I confirmed. Negi was puzzeled, and was about to ask what we were talking about when the teacher came in.
"Eveyone in their seats now." He roared loudly, scaring those who sat in front.
We three scrambled to our desks, and made it with a few seconds to spare.
"You will tell me soon enough Chiya Rouji." Negi growled in a low but audible voice for me to hear. I only laughed, and sat straight ahead, looking like a "perfect angel."
I felt in my pocket and found the wad of cash from earlier.
"Oh yeah, gotta find Haru-Chan's school...She didn't say hi to me today...How rude." I thought bitterly in my head.
As I put the money back I found that slip of paper Ranka gave me.
Looking over my shoulders, I opened it, only to find instructions to Haruhi's school.
"Ouran Academy..." I whispered.
"Ms. Rouji, are you paying attention?" Mr. Shikayu asked me, bending next to my ear.
I jumped up, and then with a blush on my face, replied,
"Sorry Mr. Shikayu."
With a gruff, he walked away, snapping at some other students who were daydreaming.
Groaning, I slid farther into my seat.
"This is going to be a long day." I sighed with a tired yawn.