SOMETHING SHORT OF PARADISE

SUMMARY: Scandals are what makes people interested in one's lives. At least that's how Miku Algeria views it. Once her mother makes a scandal out of her and her family's lives, Miku can't help but try to run away to the one place where no one can get through: Her Mind. But a certain host club decides to intervene.

DISCLAIMER: Butterfly-chan, does NOT own Ouran High School Host Club or its characters, Bisco Hatori does. This story is mainly a work of fiction. Any place or person mention may or may not be real.

AUTHOR NOTES: Any characters you do not recognize are creations of mine, unless otherwise stated. Updating will be slow and this fan fiction will be based on the manga more than the anime (hopefully). If anyone finds inspiration from reading about my story and characters go ahead run free with your ideas but please do not steal any of the characters that are mine, plagiarism is wrong!

RATING: T

WARNING(S): This story may and will contain foul language, crude humor, some suggested 'mature' scenes, sarcasm, and some physical fight scenes. Warning may or may not be posted on every chapter.

Chapter One

The First Morning

"You'll have to settle with me, you know?" she questions, her eyes looking into his.

He smiled, "I'm not settling, you're exactly what I want, need…love."

She smiled, took a hold of his hand and wrapped it around herself. "I love you."

"I love you, too, M―"

"Algeria-san, can you pass me the sugar?"

I snap out of my daydream and hand my sister the sugar. I watch as she properly pours herself two spoonfuls and gracefully mixes the sugar in her tea. I stare down at my plate full of eggs, pieces of meat and a buttered piece of toast. I suddenly feel nauseous and wave a maid to come to me.

"Yes, Algeria-san?" the maid answers, dutifully.

"Please switch―"

"I hope you're not telling the maid to throw out the food, Algeria-san…"

My sister's icy blue eyes stare into mine's; and I shake my head. The maid is waved away by my sister and I look down at my plate of food.

"Well, eat my dear sister. We can't be late for our first day of school."

I feel sick as I pick up the fork and scope a bit of food. I take a bite out of my buttered toast and swallow it down. I wait a few seconds before repeating the process. When I finish my food, maids rush in and pick up our utensils. I wait for them to leave before getting up.

I reach for the handle of the door before hearing my sister's clear voice:

"Try to keep all the food in your stomach, Algeria-san. We don't want the rumors, which our dear Mother said, to be truths now, do we?"

I tense up and shake my head. I open the door and slip out of the room. The food in my stomach feels strange, funny and weird as I stagger up the stairs to my room. I open the door and slip on my back-bag. I look at the door right of me. The food still feels strange; and I consider going into the bathroom for a few minutes.

"Algeria-san, the Mistress is waiting for you in the car."

The maid's loud voice breaks my train of thoughts; as I close my bedroom's door and wobble a bit down the stairs. The maid opens the door and I walk by. The chauffeur is already waiting for me to go into the limo.

I slip right in and sit next to my sister. She makes no sound of repulse, but then again, the proper lady would never make any sound. She motions the chauffeur to drive. I shiver as the car moves.

The whole car ride, we don't speak. We've always been this way and I don't mind it one bit. My eyes don't wander outside the car's windows, even though I know that the scenery we're driving by is beautiful. I keep my eyes forward and sometimes, I glance at my sister. Either she doesn't notice or she's ignoring me because she never even looks my way.

When the car stops, I slightly lurch forward but my sister doesn't. She already opens her door and closes it. I watch her as she walks away. The door to my right opens and I silently get out. I whisper a small 'thank-you' and walk towards the grand big school. I walk on and can hear the first of the whispers. I look at the big light pink school and can't help but think that maybe I should have been home schooled instead.

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