This story is written in pure boredom. Enjoy! If not, then, well, oh well.

Attending the school didn't seem too big of a deal. In fact, that was all her father had talked about on their way there. Their long, long, long way there. She wasn't to start today, but with her long absence, some explanations were needed. Not attending any school at all the first year, or the first two (she couldn't keep track), had piled a lot of paperwork to do and meeting after meeting. This was the final one and she was thankful. She had never been to the school, this was her first, and her father only had her tag along so she could finally see the campus. But the idea of being cooped up, even as big as it was, was already beginning to weigh on her shoulders.

Why did she even need to attend school? Her training was going just fine! It made no sense to her but her father had insisted in actually going to a campus. The mountains were fine, and she stopped a read every few hours or so. That was enough studying, wasn't it?

She grimaced as she walked the campus, her calloused, bare feet barely feeling the cold that had settled on Ouran's grand flooring. Her father sent her away while he and the headmaster spoke to one another. She knew that behind closed doors they were going to be sharing drinks and talking about old times. It was going to be five minutes that they actually were talking about her. But, what did she care? Walking around sounded better than being stuck in a room and ignored by the two of them. Hopefully, she prayed that they would get caught up for hours and leave her to her silent pouting.

However, her pouting didn't last as long as she wanted as she observed the grounds. The school wasn't bad looking, she could give it that. In fact, no, it was gorgeous. The way Ouran was built was better than she had imagined. Grand and further out in designing than she had seen for a few years.

Then again, being up in the mountains, she didn't see much, if any, architecture. There was only the natural beauty there but the home they lived in, which was built in the way of a shrine, was the only man made beauty she had seen for a while. Everything seemed to blend into one another and colors danced on the walls here. Everything was so well taken care of and thought of. She hated that she loved it. Sada felt a smile come to her as she continued on.

A few students walked out and about, perhaps changing classes? Or maybe just going to another room, or maybe on break. The girl realized then that there would be a lot more for her to learn about this school. A trip to the library would perhaps prove useful. Maybe catch up on some reading, find some books about the school...

Her smiling continued as she watched the girls gossip and giggle with their friends, the guys standing and talking among one another. It made her have hope that she'd be able to perhaps gain a friend or two while there.

But then, there were the looks that came. Nothing she minded though. She could hear the soft whispers she often heard.

"What's she wearing? She looks like a guy..."

Well, being a tomboy, she supposed she may have taken it a little far. A guy like face, a messy ponytail, bare footed, her arms being more muscular than slim or slender, and a beat up training uniform. But, she kept to herself and ignored the whispers. They weren't the first time she had heard them. Well, not in a few years but she had still heard them before. Her eyes glanced up at the tower as she listened to it chime off the hours. But the chiming was accompanied by the hurried sounds of footsteps as a group of girls began past her.

"Hurry up Hina! Honey won't wait forever!" A girl far ahead of the two others shouted as she ran, looking positively red in the face and filled with nothing but a bubbly attitude.

Honey? Is that a guy?

"I know, I know! Neither will Mori-sempai!" She shouted back.

Mori?

Honey wasn't that familiar, but Mori...she remembered her sensei had called Morinozuka that a few times...Was it the same Mori?

The girl was quick to get in front of the three and stop them. "Hey, wait!"

The three almost seemed to stop instantly at just the sight of her, barefooted and her...outfit.

"Sorry for eavesdropping, but, I heard you mention the names Honey and Mori? Who are they?" She asked, her curiosity prickling at her mind to just find out.

When the question was asked, the girls in their yellow uniforms almost seemed to forget the girl's appearance and brightened up.

"Oh! You aren't from the school are you? Honey and Mori are part of the host club!"

"There is a guy named Honey?" She asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.

The girl was quick to defend herself. "Mori and Honey are just nicknames, their full names are Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka, if you must know. And Honey-sempai is just adorable!" She exclaimed, the two girls behind her squealing at just the sound of the name.

As the nostalgic names came, she snickered softly to herself. It had been such a long time since she had heard them. But, going by Honey now? And a Host Club?

What exactly had happened after Mitsukuni had stopped teaching?

Smiling, she brushed her black bangs from her eyes and smiled at them. "Would you guys please show me this Host Club? I'd love to see it, seeing as I'm new and all..."