Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own Ouran High School Host Club. I only own my OC, Hotaru Suzuki.
A/N: My first story on so please review! I already have a second chapter so it will be up if people like this chapter.
Chapter 1 – Sugar Induced Enthusiasm
I groaned. "Are you sure we're in the right place?" I asked my driver. He nodded. "Yes Miss Suzuki." he said in that gravely. I sighed and stepped out of the black Mercedes. "Thanks Hachirou. See you after school." I said then thought, 'If I live that long without pulling a gun on myself because of all these snobs.' Already, I was sure I hated Ouran Academy but I grudgingly headed to my first class. I had been placed in the class 3-A. I was a 3rd year but I was short. Very short. As I walked by the many 1st years, I was at least half a head shorter then all of them.
All of them looked at me. But there were two looks that scared me. Both gazes were identical and a startling golden yellow, accented by vibrant orange hair. They both looked me over then smirked and snickered and whispered. After that I hurried to my class, my knee length dark red hair blowing back.
I was assigned a seat in the back and by the window. Good, now I could ignore the teacher. I was smirking to myself as I felt something poke my elbow. I glanced toward the side of my desk where there stood a boy who was about as tall as I was when standing. He had honey blond hair and big, golden brown eyes. Those eyes were staring into my emerald green ones and a big smile plastered on his face. "Can I...um...help you with something?" I asked.
"You're new aren't you?" he said in a sugar sweet voice. This kid was like a life size piece of candy. I nodded and smiled at the adorable-ness that just emanated from him. "I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka. But you can call my Hunny." He said in that same cavity inducing voice.
"I'm Hotaru Suzuki. Nice to meet you." I said but my voice was nothing like his, still I smiled. Little Hunny grinned even bigger in response. But I suppose I have no right to label him "little" for he was probably at least an inch taller than me.
"Mitsukuni." I looked to see who had spoken. That's when I noticed someone standing behind him. Someone who was incredibly tall, taller then anyone else in the 3rd year class. He was strikingly handsome though. I was torn from my goggling when Mitsukuni started talking again. "Oh, this is Takashi Morinozuka. But most people call him Mori." he said. I craned my neck to look at Mori. I lifted a hand sheepishly and waved slightly. Leaving me awestruck, they took their seats. I looked out the window, settling in for my strenuous job of ignoring the teacher. But each thought was filled with Mitsukuni Haninozuka's face.
A few classes later, I got up to head to the dining hall but stopped when Mitsukuni tapped my shoulder. I turned to face him. He was about an inch taller than me. Damn. But I couldn't be angry the way he looked at me with such optimistic enthusiasm. "Taru-chan! Wanna sit with my friends and me at lunch?" he said, radiating anticipation. "Sure." I said and smiled at him. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the dining hall, Mori following silently behind us.
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