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Chapter 1 – The engagement

Annoyed, the girl clutched the paper tightly in her right hand. With her left, she turned the knob to Music Room 3. This room was brighter than the rest of the school for some reason, and Rose petals fluttered out of it.

"Takashi Morinozuka." she said, walking up to the tall black haired young man, "My name is Hatori Minozawa. My father wanted me to give you this note."

She placed the note in his hand. That was when he got a glimpse of her porcelain skin. Her fingers were so slender he could almost see the bones. He looked at her for a second, trying to see the girl that was obviously going to be important in the future. She had messy brown hair the covered her eyes. She looked down the entire time the transaction occurred.

He read the note, and as he did so, she looked up to the side, as though waiting for the slowest person in the world. He looked back at her, and for a moment, was shocked by the bright blue eyes, the beautiful blue eyes.

In just a moment, he managed to memorize her face. Her pale skin, the darkness around her eyes, the red lips and her gorges eyes. A face he would never forget, and he wasn't sure if he liked that fact.

"You are Kashi Minozawa's daughter, correct?" asked Kyoya.

"Yes. My father and Morinozuka's father have connections, and they plan to make those connections stronger by having their children marry each other." she said.

"As in… you and Mori-senpai?" asked Haruhi.

"Yes. Whether we are against it or not, we are engaged." she said, now annoyed.

"Hmm." Mori said.

"Takashi, you're getting married to her?" Honey asked, pointing to Hatori.

"Yes." he said.

"Cousin!" Honey yelled, hugging Hatori.

'With one husband comes a hundred relatives and a thousand friends.' Hatori thought, patting Honey's head.

"Well I must go." ahe said.

"Tell your father that I said hello." Mori said.

"Nn. Tell your father that I'm going to fight this. I don't want to be forced to marry someone I don't love." She waved as she walked off.

After she shut the door, Hikaru, Kauru, and Tamaki had an outburst. "YOUR GETTING MARRIED?! AND TO HER?! OH MY GOD!!"

"She was so beautiful…" complained Tamaki, "…life is so cruel…"

"Aren't you happy at all? She was pretty." said Honey.

"Nnn."

"It's common practice. It wont be that bad, you'll become closer as time goes on." claimed Kyoya.

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Hatori walked into the dojo. Her blue kimono was draped over a black outfit. She had a katana in her hand. She passed her father on her way in.

"Did you see Takashi today?" he asked, his voice was deep and unloving.

"Yes. He said hello."

"Is that all?"

"Oh, he said Hmm when I gave him your note."

He grabbed her arm. "No need to be sarcastic, Hatori." His voice was threatening, and she didn't look at him, instead keeping her eyes forward.

"Sorry, Father." She said, ripping her arm free.