Disclaimer;; I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor any of the characters in it.

A/N;; Be aware i will use OCs and there will be Canon X OC in this story. Just to warn you. This is the first story i've written on , so if it's not very good i'm sorry.

WARNING;; MAY INCLUDE/MENTION SUICIDAL THOUGHTS OR ACTIONS, VIOLENCE, AND BLOOD IN LATER PARTS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! ( Rating subject to change at any time! )

~Prologue~

Akuryo commited suicide last summer. I don't know why she did, all i know is that she's gone and never coming back. I really don't know why, but without her i'm differant. I couldn't see it when she was still here, but i'm harsher, more reckless, when she's not here. I'm rash and anything but rational. I never knew. Maybe thats why she took her life?

~Chapter 1~

I stare, bored out of my mind, at the teacher as they lecture us on the importance of keeping a record of our money. I don't even know what class this is, but it doesn't stop me from pretending i do. Some of the girls are whispering around me, something about a party the Host Club is throwing this Friday after school. I don't really care for parties but if word reaches my parents i may be forced to go, so i shush the girls with a glare and attempt to pay attention. It stopped their bickering about the party, but started instead one about how harsh and cold i am. Honestly i don't care, but it's annoying that they never stop talking. I'm Okami Takuji, heir to the ever expanding Takuji Entertainment, a widely known company that sells all kinds of goods from gourmet candy to high-tech gaming systems. The company specializes in entertaining, and has a growing part in the music and gaming industry.

~Lunch~

The sweet smells of food wafted out of the cafeteria as i opened the door and walked in. I eat more simple than most may think of a wealthy child, prefering rice balls and tea over some of the more gourmet foods. I take the food up to the second music room, which is usually not in use at this time but occasionally is, and eat there. As i finish, i look around the room in search of an instrument i can play. The piano is the first thing in sight, and i walk over to it and sit down, slowly easing into more elaborate pieces as i start to play. Lunch smooths by quickly and i soon find myself hurrying back to class.

~After School~

Laughter filters out of music room three as i walk slowly up the stairs. It's unusual to be here this late in the day for me. Slowly walking to the doors that seperate the Host Club and me, i think things over in my head one last time. Should i really go in there? It would technically be the first time i've stayed after school since she died. She probably would want me to be the same as i was when she was alive, right? I don't have time to make a decision as the doors open and a group of girls walk out, not noticing me until its to late and the one in front has bumped into me. "Oh, i'm so-" She cuts off, realizing who i am. A look of fright crosses her face before slowly turning into a smirk. "So even you, Miss Takuji, have a liking towards a host? Now what a surprise, the Ice Princess has a crush!" She says, punctuating the 'Ice Princess'. A glare forms on my face as i look at the brunette. Students had been calling me that since school started back after Akuryo died. It comes from my families unsual silvery gray hair. Me and Akuryo were unlucky enough to have been born with almost totally silver hair and aqua eyes. It was an annoying nickname that wouldn't seem to go away no matter how hard i tried.

"Excuse me, your blocking my way." I say, sliding past the group and into the room beyond in an attempt to get out of the insults that were likely to come. Despite my family lineage, i still get bullied. The room is full of whispers as i enter, and all of the host's eyes are on me. You could say i'm an unsual guest. They were dressed in Middle Ages clothing, which was something i certainly didn't expect. A tall boy with glasses and black hair gives me a smile and welcomes me. "Hello miss and welcome to the Host Club. Is there a particular host you have in mind today?" He greets, motioning around the room to the other hosts. He is Kyoya Ootori, someone who's family i know well from meal topics at my house. "Urm, The Hitachiin Twins?" I mumble, them being one of the only others i know. A slight smirk materializes on their faces as i slowly walk over to them, Kyoya moving back to his guests after swiping a card i handed him.

A/N;; Alrighty, hope you enjoyed the prologue + first chapter! I'm curious on what you think so far, so, review?