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A/N: For some reason I couldn't get this idea out of my head, and thus I decided to make a story from it so once you've read it tell me what you think. I just wrote it 'cause I had to get it out of my system and I thought since I've writen it I might as well post it as well. So hope you enjoy it!

Akira stood in front of the mirror making sure she looked all right. It was her first day at Ouran Academy, not that she was going to be staying long. Her parents had convinced the public school she went to in England to let her have 3 months off before her final exams seeing as the teaching period had finished. As she stood before the mirror she remembered the conversation she had with her parents a few weeks ago.

*Flashback*

"Akira, your father and I both agree this time, you should go and spend some time with your brother," her mother stated

"But what about school, I cant just leave I have exams in a little over 3 months, I'm not going!"

"I have already spoken to your school dear, they say since all of the teaching is finished you can go," her father replied

"I'm still not going!"

"Akira Marie Johnson, you will be going and that's final! You need to see your brother in Japan and sort out everything to do with the business, it wont be soon before you hand the company over to him completely, you need to make sure he is ready," her father said

"But he's fine he's been doing okay for the last couple of months, this is a waste of time," she argued

"Look you are going and that is that, go spend some time with your brother make sure he is fine and within 3 months you'll be back and sitting your final A2 exams ok? Besides while you're their you will still be attending school – "

"What?!?" she interrupted

"You will be attending Ouran Academy for the 3 months you will be in Japan, and no you will not have to wear their uniform but you will have to dress smartly, well as smart as you can be. It is a very prestigious school, only the very wealthy can attend, not to mention those with standing in society, you should be lucky you got in,"

"Luck has nothing to do with it and you know it, and besides you know I don't care for private schools, I mean I chose a public one here, why couldn't I go to a public school there as well?"

"Because your father and I say so. Look we let you go to a public school here because you wanted it so badly but this time you will do as we say. Is that understood?" Akira glared at her mother before replying.

"Yes mother," she said bitterly before storming off into her room and slamming the door shut.

*End Flashback*

Akira sighed and gave her outfit the once over, it wasn't long before she realised that she didn't really have anything 'smart' in her closet, instead she settled for comfortable. She wore blue jeans, with a baby pink tank top and a cream cardigan, with a pair of pink ballet flats. She wore her make-up light, with a small amount of mascara and a layer of clear lip-gloss, her black hair was left natural and loose which meant wavy. She turned around, grabbed her bag before making her way out of her brother's apartment, and walking to school. She could've easily asked her brothers driver to drive her to school but it wasn't a long walk and she preferred walking anyway.

As she reached the front gates of the school, Akira couldn't believe her eyes. She hated to admit it but Ouran Academy looked beautiful, it didn't look like a school at all, more like a palace. But then again with all the rich kids attending the school had enough money to make it look amazing. She asked someone for directions to the principal's office, and slowly made her way there. It wasn't long before she had her class schedule and was given a class she could sit in with for the next 3 months, she was also told that because of the differences in the curriculum, she didn't have to participate in all of the lessons but still had to be there. She was told that she would be in class 1-A even though she was 17; she was then given a tour of the school before she was dropped off in her classroom and introduced to the rest of the class. As soon, as she entered the room, she saw one person she recognised: Haruhi Fujioka. They had met when they were both younger, and had become close friends and still kept in touch from time to time and from the look in her eyes Haruhi recognised Akira as well.

After introductions were finished with Akira sat down at the first empty seat she could find, it was behind Haruhi. It also wasn't long until the class was allowed a break, so she reached forward and tapped Haruhi's shoulder.

"Hey, so what happened to your hair?" she asked while pointing to her hair

"Gum," Haruhi replied slightly irritated. Akira nodded knowingly, remembering the time that gum had gotten stuck in her hair.

"Shame, I liked it longer but you know it suits you," Akira stated

"Thanks," she replied

"Haruhi," the two red heads said simultaneously, "whose your friend?" they asked while staring at Akira from either side of her head making her uncomfortable.

"I'm Akira," she said not looking at either of them

"So question, why are you wearing a boy's uniform?"

"I owe some people money," Akira raised her eyebrows and stared at her.

"Really? Who?"

"The host club," the red heads replied

"Host club?" Akira questioned confused

"Its hard to explain, you should just come and look for yourself. We'll take you there after school." Haruhi said

"Okay," Akira replied shrugging. "So it means you have to wear the wrong uniform?"

"What are you talking about?" one of the twins asked

"He's wearing the right uniform," the other continued

"He? I'm not stupid, I do know her you know," Akira stated

"It's easier to pay back my debt looking like a guy than a girl, you'll understand later," Akira nodded.

"So who are these two?" she asked pointing to the twins.

"Oh that's Hikaru and Kaoru, they're also part of the club," Akira looked back and forth from the two boys, trying to find ways to tell them apart physically, unsuccessfully.

The day then seemed to drag on, and then finally it was time to go the club that Haruhi was indebted to. Hikaru and Kaoru stood beside Akira grabbed an arm each and dragged her to the clubroom situated in an abandoned music room, music room three to be precise. Haruhi walked in front of them and opened the door for them. The twins ran in behind her, still dragging and irritated Akira.

"Haruhi's got a new friend," they chanted as they ran in.

As soon as the door opened, rose petals came flying out and inside Akira found a group of boys standing around one blonde boy sitting in a chair.

"Welcome!" they all said simultaneously.

So? What did you think of it? Please could you review and let me know, so I know whether to continue or not as well! Thank you in advance!