I only own TSUKI.

Italic is for empasizing and when it's not Tsuki's P.O.V. (point of view)

Thank you for deciding to read my fic, thank you so much!!! The plot and events will soon unfold…and I seriously don't know how many chapters roughly there will be…

Oh well! I hope you enjoy and please don't feel shy to give me feedback! It really helps but please be nice… :[ .

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Chapter 1 – New school

I stepped out of the car and took my bag from my driver's hand. My new school stood before me, with the same look, picture-perfect, from the pamphlet that I saw on my father's desk in his office at home. The grass was luxurious green and the huge building that was to be my school loomed over me looked better then new. Not a single piece of litter appeared for miles… This school would be an ideal dream for willing young students with not only the perfect look but great knowledge and opportunities it had to offer…

But I did say for willing learners…but that category did not include me. Indeed excluded me easily with my attitude. Yet…my parents kept trying, after I ruin the way things work, the rules, of each school they threw at me. The head of the school board talked to me…this was my last chance.

"Mistress, you should be going…" my driver's voice was filled with concern, "You are already late and there is nothing else you can do but attend anyways…or Sir and Madam will be filled with rage…and…"

"Okay, Q-san… I know, you'll be blamed, right? I can't let that happen…I mean, Annie and Dill… Well, pick me up afterwards… Bye" I smiled and walked into the school and went directly to the office. Annie and Dill were Q's young daughter and son. He had taken up the job of driving me since I was small and he did it for his family. It puts food on the table and pays the mortgage bill for his new house.

"You must be Tsuki, welcome." The secretary flashed her pearly smile at me.

"Yes…may I ask where my classroom is?" I noticed that she was looking at my uniform with interest.

"1-C," she gave me directions and told me to wait for the class president to come and escort me there, I merely nodded and waited. It didn't take long for him to arrive and we exchanged polite smiles as we walked to 1-C.

"Umm…Class!" The president called as the class silenced, "This is our new transfer student from Italy, Tsuki." All their eyes were on me now, but I was used to this tension being constantly transferred from father's work.

"Hello. As you know my name is Tsuki and I come from the brilliant place called Venice, Italy. All the same, here is my home now. I do hope we can become friends." I gave them a rather fake smile, since I seriously didn't want to be here.

"Wow! From Venice??" A lot of people went. The class president told me to sit beside a boy who looked awfully like a girl with his large eyes. The two identical twins ignored me as they rambled onto the boy they called: Haruhi. The name sounded familiar to me…

"Hello," Haruhi greeted me with a smile, "Your Japanese is really good."

"Thanks…" I nodded and just laid my head on the desk, bored already. The twins somehow took interest to me and started bothering the hell out of me.

"Your name is Tsuki, huh? What does your dad do? Why'd you transfer to Ouran? What…" they droned on together in unison.

Haruhi cut in, "Hikaru! Kaoru! Stop bothering her, you're being rude!"

"It's okay…" I sweat dropped as he lectured the two. I suddenly had a feeling someone was behind me… I turned around slowly and saw a tall blond who looked European.

"Greetings, dear princess, you look beautiful today." He went and I just cocked an eyebrow and stared at him as if he was crazy.

"PSST! Cue for blush and go 'Oh…'" the twins, Hikaru and Kaoru said in a rather loud stage-whisper.

"Ummm…okay…that's just weird and I feel rather insulted by being called a princess," I said the word with disgust, "I mean story-book princesses are rather weak and girly… And I do not feel fazed by your act, blondy!" I rolled my eyes.

"The twins clapped and held me over their heads and ran around. The blond looked rather defeated and was in a corner sulking.

Seeing this class and pandemonium, I sighed. What a new school.

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After awhile things calmed down and I slipped out of the classroom unnoticed. Class was done but many students were still there chatting. I wandered about and I somehow ended up at a tall door that had a vibe to it. Clubs were held here, I guess, but it was a little early for them to begin. I turned around to see a blacked haired boy with a cape and odd cat puppet in one hand. I jumped; a hand to my chest…my heart was pounding as he caught me off guard.

"Greetings……have…you come to join the black magic club?" the boy asked creepily. Yet…he fascinated me somehow, his aura…this feeling…

"Black magic?! Sweet!?" I whistled, "Sorry, but I don't think I'll be joining any clubs…I mean I just transferred here and all…I do hope I'm not offending you in any way!" I blabbed uncertainly. I didn't know yet if this guy would be a friend, an enemy…or just a classmate. Though my guts said there were more… I gave him a last nervous shy smile I usually had for new faces and classmate that I was uncertain about. I then turned around and ran away…

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"Eh? Nekozawa, clubs going to start soon," one of the black magic club members said to the one with the cat puppet, "Is something wrong?"

He replied while still staring where the girl had been seconds ago, "A girl…of long wild hair and sharp piercing yet beautiful eyes… A wild untamed soul of the natural essence of earth…of fire. She interests me…I…I can't stop thinking of her." He whispered.

"What? I couldn't hear you." The member said.

"Nothing…" Nekozawa stared at the odd puppet, Bereznoff… It didn't matter, he was talking to himself.

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I stopped and leaned against the wall, a little out of breath. Who was that guy? I sunk down to the polished floor, fiddling with a strand of my hair while staring at the floor.

"Hey." I jumped and glanced up to see one of the twins.

"You scared me!!! Ummm…" I studied his features carefully, "You're…"

"Hikaru." I could tell he was lying, even if he did with no hesitation.

"You're lying; you're Kaoru…" a look of bewilderment passed on his face, "Anyways! What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I was heading toward club but I saw you turn a corner so I decided to follow you since I was worried."

"Club?" I cocked my head to the side.

"Host club, I'm part of it. Haruhi is too." He answered as he sat beside me.

I thought back of the boy…with big eyes and that name… Something clicked in my mind as memory and knowledge I had forgotten rushed back.

"Hey, Kaoru… Is her name Fujioki?"