"Hannah!Put your dress on we have to go soon..Chiruzu Hold still!" a voice snapped at the wiggling boy and runign around without her dress on girl,who both ceased their wiggling and running around staring up at the voice with wide honey colored eyes. The voice belonged to their Father who had equally honey colored eyes. A soft giggle carried into the room followed by the soft spoken whisper of" having issues Dearest?" the woman who spoke carried their youngest in her arms Not even two years old,with the same bright blue eyes of His smiles and finished helping Chiruzu into her stockings,before walking over and kissing his wife gently hugging her careful of her baby bump. Now Perhaphs i shouldnt start this story here but rather 13 years ago When the Mother and Father of these three first met.

-13 years ago-

Her Name was Elisa Northwood,Heiress to the Northwood Companies that resided around the world. Her Father Markus Northwood was a well known Hotel owner and her mother Aimee Jeane-Northwood was a well known model. And growing up she was a child performer. The Jeane Bloodline on her mothers side dated back into the 1800's As a branch of some french royals,The Northwood bloodline didnt go back far at all,and was just the higher class commoners borderline on the lowest class of rich.

Her Mother Aimee Jeane had also attended Ouran ,but it was in a tranfser program, She orginally went to Lobelia. Her Father went to a School in Britian before getting tranfsered to Ouran in the same tranfer program.

Elisa is the oldest of three children ,her two younger brothers Micheal and James be attending ouran elementry and ouran middle school. All three siblings are a perfect blend of there parents the boys looking more like there mother than Elisa thought. who looks more like their father.

And now she was attending Ouran Academy per order of her mother,to get to know the man she was set to marry within the next year.

A/N: now i am going to type it differently

Elisa sighed running her fingers through her long honey blonde hair,that was the same tone as her fathers, as she pulled it back into a long braid,listening to her mothers words that rang in her ears

"Elisa! your here.."

Her mothers sharp tone rang out as she felt the limo stop at the entrance to a large pink school..Smoothing down the yellow dress she wore and picking up her briefcase as she waved goodbye to her mother before heading into the school,up to the Chairmans office,where she sat waiting for the man to give her the schedule.

class 3-A The same class as Nekozawa Umehito. The boy she was in an Arranged marriage not the boy she would fall in love with.

AN: basic idea of how i wanna start it..but am sick right now..so i know i wasnt gonna get too long of a start into this story..