Ouran academy. Who could imagine it without its beautiful pink petals in spring, its gracefully haunting nature around autumn time, and the crystal clear white snow that represents winter?

Of course none of the students could appreciate this fact as the spring season rolled around once again, bringing pink showers as well as rain showers. Well, none except mister Tamaki Suoh.

Suoh transferred to Ouran from France in middle school. His Japanese language understanding was surely exquisite, having grown up with French. Still, that wasn't the only impressive factor of all of this.

Despite being a doofis with a rich family, he still managed to get the top scores in his class. Any blond, especially a rich one, was expected to be a moron. But no, not him. He was different.

This boy was extremely fascinated with flowers, for some reason. So much so that he even got a job at the flower cart just down the street from where a certain second-highest-GPA-in-Suoh's-class worked: the Apple store.

The kid was a whiz with computers. He earned much more than the other students; he always got the best reviews on his work. This made him quite pleased with himself.

Of course, Kyoya Ootori, computer whiz, did have one bug. He was gay.

Not a big deal, you may think. His sister didn't seem to think so. So what? Sexuality doesn't matter, she would always say. But his father, his very own father turned his cheek on him for months when he came out. No longer was he allowed to hang out with men after school, nor invite them over. But that obviously didn't stop him, as we begin our story with two certain like-birds sharing their lunch.

"Kaoru, please don't make me do this."

"Too late babe, we made a bet."

Kyoya looked down at his phone nervously. He was told that if he didn't get a higher test score than some certain blond idiot whom he did not know personally but had a burning hatred for anyways, that he would have to prank call the number of his boyfriend Kaoru Hitachiin's choosing. His hand was shaking as Kaoru listed off the numbers. He pressed them into the phone slowly, so slowly in fact that Kaoru finally took the phone and typed in the digits himself. He placed the phone to Kyoya's ear.

"When they pick up, ask them if they want to have buttsex."

"What?! That's absurd."

"Just do it."

The person answered. It was a male. He sounded young. "Hello?" he asked in a strangely familiar voice.

"Do you want to have buttsex?!" Kyoya blurted out nervously. Kaoru began to laugh. Oddly enough, so did the other end of the phone. Kyoya hung up abruptly. "That was awful!" he mumbled.


Kyoya had to call his father to tell him he was going to be late getting home. "You're not out with some boy, are you?" he asked angrily. To which he responded, "No father."

That was a complete lie.

Kaoru had sent him a text at the end of the day telling him he had to confess something. Kyoya was hoping it was the fact that he was in love with him; they'd never actually said "I love you." Kyoya felt he couldn't confess what he didn't know was true, but if he heard it first, it would certainly come easier to him. And so the two met up outside, walking to the park that was a few blocks away from the school.

"What is it, Kao?" Kyoya asked in a gentle tone. Kaoru stared at his hands, fiddling with them anxiously.

"Um, Kyo," he started shakily, "I don't know how to say this." He took a deep breath. "I'm sure you know of my twin, and our profession, right?"

The twins made Youtube videos together quite often and were very popular. Sometimes Kyoya watched them if he didn't have anything else to do.

"Yes, I do."

"Well, last night we did a different kind of video."

"Like what?"

"We made out..."

Kyoya was shocked to say the least, but quickly regained his gentle emotion. "Is that all?"

"N-no. I meant to tell you...I love him, Kyo. Not just like a brother. I really, truly love him."

So what Kyoya had been expecting as an "I love you Kyoya" had really been an "I love him Kyoya."

Kyoya was shattered. Even though he hadn't specifically loved him, he still had developing feelings for him. Now, with one small sentence, he was crushed by the like of his life.


Kaoru had left the park long ago, softly kissing Kyoya's lips for probably the last time. Now Kyoya sat in the lone park, swinging on a swing gently. He had ignored his father's calls and was sure he would be slapped when he arrived home, but he couldn't go back and accept it yet. He instead went for a walk past his workplace and down that street; he always enjoyed the not-so busy road that occupied many small cafes and antique shops.

He stopped into his favorite coffee shop, knowing he couldn't stay awake if he didn't have any coffee. He saw a certain ginger and a certain blond at a table near the corner, but he didn't have the heart to go and talk. He hoped he wouldn't be recognized so he could just...

"Ootori!"

Shit.

Now Kyoya had to take a turn and go to visit them. He plastered a smile on his face, as if his heart hadn't just been torn to shreds by this man's twin. "How are you today, Hikaru?"

"I'm fine. Have you met Tamaki?" he asked, gesturing to the boy across the table from him. The boy, Tamaki, smiled a prince-like smile and offered him a hand. Kyoya shook it politely.

"It's a pleasure to meet you finally, Kyoya," Tamaki smiled. It must have been obvious that he was startled the boy knew his name, so Tamaki added, "We're in the same class."

"Oh, right," Kyoya smiled and nodded, though deep down he felt a pit in his stomach. This was the boy that always had a higher score on tests. This was his competition. Nonetheless, he buried the invisible hatchet and had a polite conversation with the two of them. All Kyoya could think was:

How could a cheery and bubbly idiot like him be so smart?


How do you guys like my attempt at an AU? I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I know I will! Don't forget to leave your comments below and I'll update soon!

~Blu