HI, im randomlyrite and i know i havent been writing for a while but i've been so busy and addicted to Ouran high school host club manga and anime! its seriously addicting stuff, so here you all go, i was watching poor Kyoya and i thought, what if he had a childhood friend to rely on and trust and let her see behind his mask! also, I'm a sucker for a good childhood romance story, so ENJOY i hope you review and tell me how you found it!

I suppose everything started 11 years ago; my daddy had a business trip in Japan about a business merger for his company, and as mum had strong case of the flu I was brought along too, now as you can imagine there's not much for a spoilt 5 year old girl to do in Japan, so most of my trip was spent reading in the offices waiting rooms.

One day was different though I was reading my favourite book at the time (a faraway tree) so I didn't notice when a boy about the same age as me entered the room and sat down quietly beside me reading, I finished the chapter folded the corner of the page down and the closed the book, I was about to call for a drink to be brought to me I finally noticed him, a stoic looking boy with dark hair and glasses. I smiled he reminded me of my older brother, turning to him, I tried out the best Japanese I knew, "hi! I'm Beth; it's nice to meet you, what's your name?"

He blinked and looked at me like he hadn't expected me to talk to him. "I'm Kyouya Ootori; I'm asuming your fathers in a business meeting with my father at the moment"

I pouted "yeah daddy said this one would only take few minutes and then he'd take me out on a tour of the historical landmarks and best bookstores, but you know I hope this merger happens, cause then my dad won't have to go on so may trips and I could see him more often!" my pout transforming into a grin at the thought.

"So then you're the infamous Beth Weal that your father speaks so highly of"

I frowned, infamous? I mean sure I caused a few problems at home, and there was that time a nation wide search was called on when I was only asleep under a chair...

I noticed his book and decided a topic change was necessary "you like reading too?"

"Only non fictional pieces" he said with a pout and hair flick

I giggled I saw this so many times from aristocratic heirs that it had become quite the little joke "Oh I get it, you want me to be impressed, however the only thing that impresses me is a big imagination and a kind attitude, so you see I'm not, try again one day when you've done something truly great and your cold attitude has vanished, and don't you think you can fake it mister!"

The office door opened up and my dad entered the room

"DADDY!" I squealed and jumped into his arms, laughing he held me upside down and I screeched trying to hold my dress from falling down. He chuckled and put me on the ground, offering me his hand with a smile.

I grinned and pulled him out of the room "so daddy how'd it go?"

He froze and dramatically placed on hand on his head wearily sighing "sweetheart I hate to break it to you but..." he picked me up and spun me round "it went great darling, I got the deal, from now on we're all going to be living in Japan!"

My head spun, we'd be living here? But what about my friends in England... no my daddy was far more important and they would understand, putting a large grin on my face i looked up at him and let a large "YAY!"

That summer we moved out of our mansion in England and into our newly built one in Japan.

Kyouya P.O.V

She intrigued me.

the first time I saw her crossing the garden holding her fathers hand, I assumed she was just another silly little girl, I mean her appearance gave away that impression, from her bright blonde hair and big blue eyes to those cutesy blue dresses.

So it came as a big surprise to me when I saw her in the waiting area patiently waiting and seemingly absorbed in a book, I mean I doubt she even noticed me sit down next to her. That smile she smiled when she fist saw me could have lit up an entire room; her Japanese was shaky but extremely good for a five year old.

And she saw right through my mask, I was so used to trying to live up to my brothers, I thought she'd judge me like my father.

She lives in the mansion next to ours now so I assume our families will expect us to play together

Kindness and imagination? What an intriguing notion. He'd look forward to seeing her again.