Summary: Today Kyoya Ootori could not concentrate on his school work, on the teacher's droning lecture. No today all he could think about was her! The girl who had been at his side in Elementary School grades 1 through 3. He still remembered her beautiful yet sad Violet eyes, and how the other boys in class teased her relentlessly if he was not there to stop them. He wondered, Whatever happened to Hitomi after her Father's work caused him to take her away to the U.S.A.?

He also thought about what his homeroom teach told him earlier that day...

Flashback…

"Kyoya, on Monday we will be getting a transfer student from the U.S. I want you to act as her guide for the first week or so. She will be assigned to the seat in front of you come Monday morning. Her schedule is fairly close to yours at any rate. Are you willing to help out?"

"Yes, sir! I will be glad to help." Kyoya flashed his most gentle smile.

End Flashback…

Prologue

Kyoya entered his classroom, only to be accosted by Tamaki. "Why didn't you tell the club why the teacher kept you after class on Friday? Hmm…" Tamaki's grin was enough to make Kyoya squirm and push his best friend off of himself.

"I didn't tell you guys because it wasn't that important. We are getting a new transfer student and the teacher wanted me to play her guide for her first few weeks! Now would you get off of me?!" He asked in consternation, as Tamaki had grabbed onto him again while he was speaking.

Tamaki looked crestfallen as he slunk over to his desk, which was beside Kyoya's desk. He glanced to the desk in front of Kyoya's, noticing it was empty. "Why would someone transfer into the school with only one semester of the year remaining?" He muttered curiously.

"That I couldn't tell you. I wasn't even informed what her name is. I guess we find out together in just a moment." Kyoya fell silent as the teacher entered the room.

"Now class, come to order! We have a new student who has transferred here from America. Please welcome Kimura Hitomi!" He said as the young woman stepped into the class, walking up to the teacher's desk. She turned to face the class, her eyes down and half lidded.

She bowed to the class, her long black hair styled in a French braid that was then wrapped into a bun at the top of her head with the last two feet of braid dangling down from the center of the bun. She wore the high necked, long sleeved version of the girls school uniform. Her voice was quiet when she spoke, and it seemed very familiar to Kyoya, yet her last name was different, so she couldn't be her!

"My name is Kimura Hitomi, I am very happy to be here." She said in her quiet voice, that somehow carried to every part of the room.

The teacher nodded with a smile. "Kyoya, please raise your hand." He did as the teacher asked. "Miss Kimura, you will be sitting in front of Ootori Kyoya and he will be your guide for the first few weeks."

She glanced up in surprise. Her large Violet eyes making contact with Kyoya's grey eyes. "I.. uh… thank you teacher." Her voice was barely above a whisper and she dropped her eyes back to the floor, she straightened to make her way to her new desk.

Kyoya felt his world stand still as his eyes met hers. The sadness is still there, despite how long she has been away. And why is she using a different last name? If I recall correctly she went by Falk in Elementary School! I'll have to ask her on break!

As she sat down, she glanced at him with a small smile, "It is good to see you again Kyoya-kun." She said just loud enough for him to hear. Then she turned to face the front of the room, pulling her books out of her bag along with a notebook and pencil case.

It really is her! She's back! I wonder if Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai will remember her? He thought in excitement. Serving as her guide no longer felt like a chore. Instead it was quickly becoming a pleasure he was greatly looking forward to. But if he remembered, she had been painfully shy back then. Will she be as shy now? He wondered as he noted the white gloves she wore. Something else to ask her about. His smile became broad.

As Tamaki looked over at his friend, he shuddered. He wondered, Does Kyo know her from somewhere? I need to get to the bottom of this! I know! I'll make him bring her to the Host Club after school today! Having settled on a plan Tamaki focused on what the teacher was saying.

Later that day, lunchtime...

Tamaki stood as soon as the teacher released the class for lunch, "Kyoya! Let's take Princess Hitomi to lunch!" His eyes, and his smile scared her as he leaned past Kyoya to grin at her, laying on his charm thickly.

Hitomi slipped out of her desk, putting Kyoya-kun between her and the strange blonde boy.

"Stop it you goof! You're scaring her! Not every young lady finds you attractive you know!" Kyoya said as he grabbed hold of Tamaki. "Go to lunch already! I need to talk to her for a bit anyway!"

"Ask her about coming to the Host Club once classes let out for the day!" Tamaki ordered with his smile firmly in place. He wondered, Why is she scared of me? Most everyone loves me! Kyoya must be wrong! At the door to the hallway he turned back to look at Kyoya quietly talking to Kimura Hitomi. His eyes narrowed in concentration. You will become one of our Princesses! And I'll be you're favorite Host! That thought put a spring back into his step as he headed to the cafeteria.

Kyoya sighed as he glanced back at Hitomi. "Hitomi-chan I'm very sorry about him! He does tend to get carried away with new people." He paused trying to meet her eyes. When her eyes met his, he continued. "I'm very glad you came back, I worried about you going to a new school and having no friends."

"Thank you, Kyoya-kun." She fell silent for a moment, remembering that time in her life. "Truly it was my memories of you, that got me through some rather dark times." This statement was made barely above a whisper. She finally made eye contact again. "I truly value your friendship. We are still friends, right?" A small quaver was in her voice as she asked.

"Of course! I would never leave you alone! Besides your so cute most of the guys in this school will be tripping over themselves just to speak to you!" He saw real fear enter her eyes at that statement. "Don't worry Hitomi-chan. I'll keep you safe, and the other members of my club will help protect you too. Which brings me to my question, after classes are over for the day, would you like to come to the Host Club and meet my friends?"

A soft smile graced her lips, yet she shook her head no sadly, "I can't today, as soon as school lets out I have to meet my Grandfather and go visit the offices of Kimura Nakamura Distribution, my Grandfather is being very insistent on that. I'll have to go ever Monday for several weeks."

Kyoya nodded. "I understand, you are his sole heir correct?"

She nodded, "Yes, so shall we join your excitable friend for lunch as an apology?"

Kyoya grinned, "Good idea, if you will follow me Lady Hitomi?"

Together they made their way to the cafeteria, where they joined Tamaki, Honey and Mori for lunch.

Author's Notes: I'd like to give a shout out to xxxSerinaxxx for encouraging me to write a story in the Ouran High School Host Club Fandom! I had intended to do so sometime in the future. I'm glad to have started this story now!

Please read and review! I'd like to hear your thoughts on the story so far! Thank you!

Edited 6-7-2017: Edited to correct wrong word use and to help the flow of the story.