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Ouran Private High School

Chapter One: Wandering

Yuuki, Takashi, Yuuna

Words: 1,815

Yuuki looked around and sighed. Sea of yellow. Like always, was gross. She reached up and grabbed onto a low branch. Jumping lightly, she twisted her body so she was sitting on the branch. On leg dangling, and the other propped up on the tree. Her backpack was laid against the trunk, closed tightly.
She pulled her iPod out of her pocket and it flickered to life. She scrolled through the A list until it reached All to myself by Marianas Trench. Her leg swung in time with the beat.

Takashi stepped into the courtyard, his eyes blank. Even when the sun rays hit his eyes, he didn't sheild his eyes. His hands where in his pockets, his long strides going faster then the other students who where walking past him. He didn't know where he was heading to, but he just wanted to get away from the host club for the moment.

He walked past the girl students, and walked over to a bench by an old tree. Sitting down Takashi pulled his hands out of his pockets and crossed his arms. His eyes locked on the sky.

Yuuki's eyes wandered over the yard. A guy from her class was walking towards her. She froze. Expecting him to come over and make fun of her, like some of the other students. They all thought she was poor. Even though she was richer then half of them. She let out her breath and closed her eyes when he sat down on the bench.

Her thumb flicked and changed the song when The Bad Touch by the Blood Hound Gang came on. She leaned back after finding a better song. She turned the volume up when she heard some girls giggle somewhere below her.

Takashi heard a sigh behind him. He mentally froze, but kept his eyes locked on the sigh. After a moment, he turned around and saw a black backpack resting against the tree. What the? He stood up, whipping off his hands and went over to the tree. He looked around and saw nobody around. He frowned and reached down to pick it up.

Yuuki saw the guy walk over, look around before bending down to pick up her backpack. She tucked her iPod away and twisted out of the tree. Slamming between the guy and her backpack. She shifted into her fighting position. "That's mine." She growled, reaching down and picking it up.

Takashi pulled back and stared at the girl. She appeared out of the tree randomly. He looked up and frowned. Where did she hide? He mentally shook his head before looking at the girl in front of him. She was in his class. He had never actually talked to her. But no one had. He nodded at her before turning around and went to sit on the bench.

Yuuki followed the guy and stood in front of him. She wanted answers as to why he was about to steal her backpack. She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. "Why where you trying to steal my backpack? I thought you guys," She said pointing to the girls who where spying on them. "at the host club, where suppose to be nice. But you're JUST like everyone else." She said, still glaring.

Takashi sat down and stared at the girl. "I wasn't stealing." His deep grumble said, cutting her off. "Going to return it." He said simply, again. His mask was up and was looking bored with the conversation.

Yuuki scowled and rolled her eyes. "Sure." She said, readjusting her backpack and sitting down beside him. "If you where returning it, then why where looking around?" She asked, placing her backpack beside her feet and looking at him.

Takashi glanced at her, he noticed that she was a head shorter then him. He also noticed that she placed her backpack beside her and looked up at him. "Might've belonged to someone." He said, this girl was forcing him to answer her questions. Then he remembered. "Morinozuka, Takashi." He mumbled, "Yours?" He asked, looking down at her.

"Yeah, me." She said pointing to herself, then nodded. "Fukushima, Yuuki. Nice to meet you Mori." She said smirking towards him. She took off her hat and pulled a hand through her hair and looked at the sky, closing her eyes.

Takashi looked down at Yuuki and nodded. She kind of looked like Mitsukuni with spiky black hair, and a lot taller. Then he blinked. "How did you know?" He asked, confused. They had never talked before, so how did she know that he was in the host club. He had never seen her in the host club, nor had he ever talked to her. He looked back up at the sky.

"I like you. You're not like the other guys." She said smiling up at him. "And I know because of your 'fan girls' talk about you. I'm surrounded by them in class." She said with a scowl and opened her eyes. She glanced at the clock. "I need to go home soon." She muttered, pulling her backpack into her lap and pulling out a sketch book.

Takashi froze when he heard that she liked him. He nodded. All the guys in his class where surrounded by fan girls. They where an unstoppable force. He raised an eyebrow at her when she told him that she need to go home, and yet pulled out a sketch book.

Yuuki noticed him freeze and laughed softly. "As a friend." She added before she pulled a pencil out and flipping it around so the eraser was pressed against the paper. She began to erase a line on the paper.

Takashi gazed down at the page and was surprised. The picture was the of the class room. Every detail, where everyone sat, where the teacher stood when teaching a lesson. Even where the globe pointing. He didn't show it though. He continued watching as she erased some lines.

Yuuki knew that Takashi was watching but just continued to erase. She erased the globe and moved it to the other side of the teachers desk, and drew it so that America was facing the class. She also drew the poster the teacher got. She careful wrote: Ohayo Gozaimasu, on the bottom of the poster.

He continued watching her draw. Her small hands repositioning for drawing. She does remind me a lot like Mitsukuni. Large eyes, round face for her age. She has a soft side, though she doesn't show it alot like Chika. He thought. His gaze shifted so he was looking at her hair. But her hair, and eyes are more like my color.... His thoughts trailed off and his eyes narrowed in thought.

Yuuki continued drawing, she saw that Mori's narrowed. Her body tensed slightly looking up and around.

''Yuuki!'' A male voice yelled angrily. Yuuki's head snapped up, at the same time her sketchbook closed. She shoved it in her backpack before jumping up and bowing as a male came and stood in front of her.

Takashi mentally shook his head as Yuuki started looking around. He was about to ask her what she was doing when a sharp voice rang throughout the courtyard. Yuuki was up and bowing as the man stood in front of her. Takashi watched still sitting, tense wondering why she was bowing.

Yuuki stood up straight after a moment and looked at her father. His eyes narrowed, looking at Takashi.

''Whose that.'' He asked, turning his eyes to his daughter. Yuuki turned towards Takashi.

''A friend.'' She whispered. Out of everyone in the world to come pick me up, why did it have to be him? She thought staring straight at him, knowing what was going to happen. She closed her eyes. A loud slapping noise, and a sharp stinging in her cheek happened a split second later. She gasped lightly and then turned her head back to her father. ''We have to wait still for her.'' Yuuki said before walking past her father.

''You stay away from my daughters.'' Yuuki's father demanded, glaring at Takashi. ''I don't need another part of my family running away with some male.'' He whispered harshly before turning and walking after his daughter.

Takashi stood and stepped forwards as Yuuki was slapped. He stopped when she didn't cry or even look hurt. "We have to wait for her." Yuuki said before walking past her father. Takashi went to go ask her why her own father slapped her, when her father stepped forward and told him to stay away. Daughters? He thought, he had only met on. Takashi bowed before sitting back down on the bench. His eyes watched as the second girl that he liked as a friend at the school walked away.

Yuuna looked around the courtyard, searching for her twin. "Where did Yuuki went to?" she muttered and began to worry, "She said she'd be here and would wait for me..." she said quietly and started to look around again.

Yuuki bumped into her twin sister. She rubbed her cheek, still red from the slapping. Warui following behind her. "Yuuna, it's time to go home." She whispered. She turned her twin so that they where facing the direction of the gates.

Yuuna only nodded silently in reply as she noticed the red streak mark on her twin's cheek. Her eyes began to glisten as she held back the tears because of her sister's injury. She couldn't say anything since she was afraid of their father.

Yuuki was so worried about getting her sister back to the house without her getting injured. That she didn't notice the root sticking out of the ground. Her foot hooked on that and brought her falling to the ground. She groaned and sat up on her elbow. She shoot Yuuna a look saying 'move and you get hurt'. She pulled herself onto her feet and noticed her ankle was hurt slightly when she applied pressure. She ignored it and looked at her father. He was glaring at her.

"How dare you trip? You make the Fukushima's look like clumsy idiots!" He hissed at her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the gate. "We will talk about this when we get home. Yuuna." He barked, looking at the younger twin. Yuuki knew that since she cut her hair, that he could now tell them apart. He continued forward, his grip on Yuuna's wrist making her wrist pound.

Yuuna held back her tears from flowing because her father's grip on her wrist was too tight and it hurt her. She knew she couldn't do or say anything, if she did, he would hurt her like he did to Yuuki. So, she stayed quiet and bit her lower lip as she tried to avoid the whimpers from coming out.