Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or any characters.

Akari adjusted her clothes one last time before stepping away from the mirror. Today was the beginning of the rest of her life.

"If you keep adjusting your clothes like that you'll wear them out before you even leave the house," Fuyuki teased from the doorway.

Akari turned and glared at her brother. "Shut up Fuyuki, you're still at Ouran and will be for years. I'm the one that has to go start all over again. I just want to look good."

"Ya, whatever, I'll see you after school Aka."

Akari rolled her eyes as she grabbed her school bag and followed him at a more sedate pace. Brothers were so annoying. At least she only had one.

Emerging into the main part of the house she found her father reading the newspaper on his iPad as he ate breakfast. He gave her a small, encouraging smile as she walked past. Her mom was in the kitchen, cleaning jelly off of Konami's face.

"Mom, I'm out of here. I have class in an hour." Akari grabbed an apple from a bowl as she headed for the door.

"Alright, you have fun."

"Bye Sissy!" Konami waved cheerfully as she said this. Smearing more jam on the cupboard.

"Later."

Akari couldn't believe that the woman wiping up jelly was the same woman that was feared by almost all the lawyers in Tokyo. She just didn't see how. Her mother was so sweet and calm. How did she strike fear into people's hearts?

Sure, she knew it had something to do with a case her mother had won when she was defending her father from corporate espionage, that was before they were even dating.

Akari found this slightly confusing, but also inspiring. She wanted to be a great lawyer like her mother and her grandmother. And today she was stepping onto that path. Today she was beginning the real path to her future.

Sure, Ouran had been nice, but that was for babies. Tokyo University was going to be the true challenge. Ouran may have been one of the most prestigious schools in Japan, but if you had the money you could get in, no matter what. Tokyo University was trickier, they had extremely difficult entrance exams and even if you passed them they didn't always accept you.

This didn't stop Akari though. She was just like her parents, when she had a goal in mind she attained it, no matter the cost.

Akari hopped in the car her father had probably called around on his iPad while she was walking past him. That was just like him, to do something useful and nice, and yet not say a word about it.

She wished that Fuyuki was more like their father, sure he looked like him and was as talented as him, but he had a sarcastic streak a kilometer wide that drove Akari crazy.

Akari closed her eyes and leaned back in the seat, forcing thoughts of her annoying brother out of her head. She really didn't need him there on the first day of her University life.

Author's Note: I get the feeling that this isn't my best chapter, but I hope it's still enjoyable. More coming, and Haruhi and Mori will definently not be absent from this story, no matter that it's about their daughter and not them.

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