What if Haruhi had a slightly younger "brother" that nobody had known about? What if when Haruhi had enrolled in Ouran Academy, her "mother" had told her to let her -brother- tag along?

"What? You actually want me to take her with me this time? You aren't going to change your mind and lock her up again-?"

A light scoff from the red-haired woman had Haruhi stop speaking.

"Lock her away? I never did such a thing! Ahaha~ I was only keeping her indoors to make sure she was protected."

Haruhi glanced behind her at her tomboyish sister and frowned looking to her cross-dressing father in disbelief. Of course nobody would have known she had a sister. Her record of even living had been wiped clean by their father after his wife's death. Why, Haruhi wouldn't know, because he would never tell. Ever since their mother's death, "Michi" has been locked up and indoors her whole life. Hiding away from humanity so long can drive some people completely bonkers, and thankfully, she hadn't. Chikane Michi Fujioka being her full name; but we call her Michi. Chikane never knew the difference between male and female and so while her sister had grown up with her lovely long locks, Chika kept her hair short to her shoulders. She never wore make-up and didn't even begin to understand the definition of the stuff. Her father being such the odd being he was, she still thought her mother was alive... I think... Poor thing. With flat-chest and baggy clothes and red hair like their mother's, she looked so much like a man, any bystander had thought I had a brother; I realized grimly. What will people think of her in such a wealthy school? Unable to buy the standard dress uniform, they WOULD think I had a brother! Though... she never really seem offended by the fact... Did she even know? With a glance back at my younger sister, standing by a mirror pinning up some stray strands of her long, scarlet hair I shook my head with a sigh, turning away again. I guess not... I looked up at our father slowly and nodded.

"Alright... I'll take her with me."

He clapped giddily, his red lips distorting into a gleeful smile.

"Great!"

"She" then eyed me seriously, her smile immediately dropping.

"Now Haruhi"

he said, his womanly voiced hushed,

" I'm trusting that you'll take good care of her and try to help her fit in... I know for a fact she won't know even the gist of how to act around these people so please, I beg that you'll aid her when she screws up-"

"Of course dad" I said with a smile.

" I promise to protect Michi with my life."

He smiled again, hugely with a glance into the bathroom. I didn't need to look to know that Michi was staring directly at us... that dull, blank look in her eyes and not even a hint of a smile on her face.

"Good! Then run along you two~" he cooed waving as we started for the door, me more hastily than Michi.

"And don't forget to have fun!"

*Michi's P.O.V.*

Walking to school proved less difficult than I thought. Really, it wasn't too far; for Haruhi and I had walked farther distances before. I frowned looking to my older sibling. We were the exact same height, and near same weight but we looked nothing alike at all. Even if you had stripped us down and examined us front and back, inside and out, you would find nothing similar. The only way to tell we had been related would be to rip at our wrists and verify our blood-line; but, that wasn't necessary. It's not that I WANTED to be like my sister; no, I was quite proud that I turned out more masculine and defined. Of course I knew I wasn't normal physically. I mean, I had all of the womanly body parts, but I looked too much like a man, and so I just considered myself to be one. What was the difference anyways? I cast my honey-suckle glance to the skies and then back to her with the same frown. With her shorn hair and baggy dress clothes she looked male too. She really shouldn't have cut all of her hair. I had first told her just to cut off the most that had the gum in it, but she didn't listen of course. She was so beautiful and fair beneath those glasses, so why did she wear them? Sometimes I just wished I could see into her mind... see how she thought.. so that I could truly tell if I could be considered... "normal". I love my sister, oh yes, very much, but I envied her also... Sometimes to the point.. it was unhealthy... Had I understood what her and father talked about this morning? Yes, every word. Father treats me differently as if I had a mental infraction... do I? But Haruhi, sweet, simple, caring Haruhi; no, she always made me feel welcome. She treats me like the human I am; not like someone who can't comprehend how to tie my own shoes. Haruhi, lovely, wonderful, big beloved sister Haruhi; she's my hero.

The whole day had flown by rather fast. I had already made some new friends here (boys of course). Two of them being some nice auburn twins.. I just could never could remember their names. I had followed Haruhi around for the whole of the day, having the same classes as her, and we were now ascending a large red velvet stair-case, Haruhi before me and I in silent pursuit.

"Haruhi.."

I said with a light smile, sweeping up to her side. Not facing her, I spoke, with that same small smile.

"You're thinking of mother, aren't you?... not father-mother, but our real mother."

She had just paused to look out a window and taken slightly aback, she nodded.

"Yeah..." she said slightly wistful.

I could tell she was embarrassed. This happened a lot; me reading her mind. It didn't come as alarming to her, it just always threw her off, knowing her thoughts weren't safe from me. And I, well, I can't help it. it just comes naturally. I could partially hear her previous thoughts even now. I smiled to the skies out the window and nodded.

"Yes, I'm sure she's happy. It must be great up there in heaven... sitting upon the clouds above, watching us from the high... I would be comforted."

I grabbed my sister's hand squeezing it once, lightly; but, not being the most social/cuddly type, I stepped in front of her quickly and started to walk faster.

"Well, come on... let's find a quiet place for you to read."

Having read her thoughts again, some that she had yet to decide on, she blinked dumb-founded before starting after me, gawking.

We had searched the whole of the academy high and low and this is all we could find? An abandoned music room? I shrugged looking to my sister and she was staring at the pink door curiously. I smiled slightly to myself patting her shoulder, standing at her side. If there was anywhere to find peace in this rowdy environment, it would be here. And so she grabbed the handle and turned it. Both at once, we had walked in. The light contrast at first had managed to blind us, and startlingly, some rose petals blew out from the doorway at random. It was mystifying really... and then, up and a chorus of voices, saying all at once:

"Welcome~"

When my sight was regained, what I could see stunned me... and I knew from that very moment on, our lives would never be the same... and I had this feeling.. that my fate was about as good as screwed.

A/N:
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