I sat on the bed comforter, I had already set up A'laa's aquarium, I felt bad that he had to live in a fish aquarium with only a heating lamp, some mulch, and a heating rock which doubled as a water holder, instead of having one of those fancy snake tanks, but he liked it, I once tried to remove the heating rock so I could put in a new one, and did he hiss at me. A'laa does not like his tank to be changed, I switched his rock from being in the corner to the other corner, to make room for a piece of log I thought he would like, he rebelled by not heating himself, and so for his own health I put the rock back in its place and cut the log a bit so it could fit into the tank with the rock in that corner, he ended up actually liking the log a lot.

Right now though, A'laa was still around my neck, out of all the heaters in the world, he liked me the most, some nights, he would refuse to go into his aquarium and instead sleep around my neck, he had very human like qualities. I laid down on the bed and pulled out an old, tattered, paperback from the carry on bag that I had yet to empty, I really could be girly, I was reading Pride & Prejudice.

Barely into the first chapter and already Mr. Darcy is reminding me of him, the way he seems so rude and obstinate, how socially awkward he is, what a great friend he could be, what a good kisser he was, curse you Jane Austen for writing the exact copy of the person I would meet about a hundred or so years after you wrote the book, and curse whatever forces made him die.

...:Next Day, School:...

"So this is the class you will go to, if you need help you should ask either of the twins or Haruhi, I have to get to class, I'll see you later."

Then Tamaki went off to his own class after dropping me off outside my own, I looked once more at what I was wearing, black jacket, black cargo pants, black beanie, black shoes, black wrist bands, and my onyx earrings, for my hair, I had decided to let it loose. Sure people would think I was emo or goth, even though I'm not, but I was still in mourning, I pushed my glasses up a bit then pulled open the door and quickly felt my face heat up a bit with nervousness, he had always said I was adorable when I was nervous.

"Ah, you must be the new student, Kushi Zhuul, right?" the teacher asked, a very light accent on his English, and obviously not happy with having a student like me in his class, maybe it was my age, or the fact that I wasn't in uniform and I was wearing a hat indoors, probably that.

"Yes sir."

"I will allow you to wear your hat today Zhuul, but next time you will receive a detention, is that understood."

"Yes sir."

"It is Kazuka-sensei, not sir."

"Yes si-, I mean, yes Kazuka-sensei."

The teacher made some sort of grimacing smile, and then motioned for me to go to the last seat in the room, I was happy enough with his arrangement, I would be able to space out peacefully without his interfering, I hoped.

...:After Class:...

I sighed heavily, I got the feeling Kazuka-sensei didn't like me, it's just a little hunch though, because even though there were a lot of hands raised to answer his questions, he constantly picked me, when my hand wasn't even raised and glared at me when my answer was correct, I totally wasn't sure if that meant he hated me, or just didn't like me.



I looked out of the corner of my eye to see a group of guys still stalking me, why were they stalking me, I did not know, but I decided to try and lose them fast. I sped up my walking pace to an almost jog, then a full out run when I remembered something horrible from my past. When I went to school for the first time when I was five, a group of boys started to chase me around the playground during recess, although back then I was confused as to why they did that, I discovered several years later, that they had done that, because they thought I was cute and they liked me.

I did not want to relive the several incidents of being stalked, having people sneak into my house so they could get a lock of my hair, finding out there were cults that revered to me as a sort of deity, the endless rivers of love notes and presents from numerous admirers, and other such incidents that ranged from, pathetically cute, to almost dangerous lunacy.

I quickly snuck into a door, not bothering to check what the room was or if it already had people in it, luckily the stalkers were stupid enough to keep running even though I had disappeared. I took off my glasses as I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes, in both exhaustion and annoyance.

"Kushi, you decided to come to the Host Club!"

My eyes snapped open at the sound of that voice, and before turning around, I remembered having taken off my glasses, and I hurriedly put them back on before turning around to see what appeared to be, some sort of, Arabian court, I think, it looked more like something plucked out of Aladdin.

"What is this?" I asked, finally speaking more than one word to the blond,

"This is the club that I made that I told you about, remember?"

"No." I answered bluntly, and then scratched my head as he went into a little depressed corner, I wondered which was worse, facing the stalkers, or dealing with this guy.

"What were you running from?"

I turned my attention from the blond to a brown eyed, brunette boy, "Stalkers." I replied shrugging my shoulders, then I went over and tripped and crashed onto one of the couches, although I didn't really care that I was currently sitting upside down with my head above the floor and my feet hanging over the back of the couch.

I closed my eyes once more, so pissed off with the world that I didn't even notice my glasses fell off my face and onto the floor, I lifted myself from my lying down position and stared at the people in the room who, for some reason, were staring strangely at me.

Out of mere habit I pushed against my glasses, to discover I was pushing against my nose instead, I froze in that motion, wondering if God would take mercy upon my poor soul and let me wake up to discover that the past two months, one week, four days, twelve hours, and twenty six seconds had all been a very terrible dream. I let my body fall back and ended up whamming my head, very hard against the ground.

"Shat." I stated, using one of my substitute words instead of an actual curse word.

I scrambled to the floor, and as I stood, I instead heard a crunching sound underneath my foot; I lifted said foot and glared at the shimmering pieces of glass on it.

"Darn it!" I shouted, now really upset with myself, for one, having people see my eyes, and two, breaking my glasses myself, my mom would be so very pissed off with me. Since I could no longer hide my eyes with my glasses, I removed my beanie, adjusted my hair, then replaced the beanie to where it had been, 

now my hair completely covered my face, and true, I was rendered somewhat blind, but at least no one would see my eyes.

"Well, I'm leaving now." I said, moving in some direction and immeadiately smacking my shin against a coffee table, "Ow, ok, this time I'm leaving." I smacked in to something else, but I couldn't see what it was.

"Sheesh, you're a very strange girl." a pair of voices announced at the same time, what they said made me immeadiately push my hair out of my face and glare at them, and my glares are always super creepy because of my crimson red eyes.

"What did you call me?" I growled out, already very pissed off with having the color of my eyes being revealed.

"Strange." The red headed and golden eyed twins responded,

"No, the word after that." I corrected

"A girl." The twins wondered why that was important.

"You know, there's a saying about my eyes that was created thanks to my great, great, great, great, great grandfather, it goes like this, 'If your opponent has blood in their eyes, you're going to die.' Just like you two are!" Then I went ahead and charged after them, with murder evident in my eyes.

Unfortunately, before I could reach my destination of ripping out their throats, I was curious to see if those were as identical as their faces, someone lifted me off of the ground and placed me on their shoulder, so that the most damage I could do was pound against their back.

"Why did you attack us?" the twins asked, holding onto each other,

"Sorry, I can't control my temper when a person calls me a girl." I explained, "Maybe I should cut my hair that would probably help." I muttered more to myself.

"Why would you be upset with people calling you a girl?" the brunette asked me, which allowed everyone else to stare at me strangely.

"Surely any male has the right to be upset when unjustly called a female." I replied rather calmly, and then merely smirked as most of them freaked out over having finally realized I was a boy.

I shook my head, wondering what exactly I was still doing on this tall guy's shoulder, "Hey, dude, can I get off now?" I asked the tall guy, still holding me on his shoulder; he carefully let me down, "Thank you."

I turned to stare at Tamaki, whose house I was staying at, "You know, I'm quite sure that in the information that they gave you about me, it defined my gender as being male." I told him, "I'm also sure that most people should be able to remember information such as that, unless they are truly that moronic."

My comment sent the blond to mope in a corner, I raised an eyebrow at his pathetic behavior, "Well then, I'm going off, A'laa must be hungry now, he never did like going more than two weeks without a good mouse." at the mention of his name A'laa slipped out from the top of my jacket, having hidden in a pocket in my shirt the entire day.

"Are you allowed to bring pets to school?" the brunette asked,

"It's not against the rules if you don't get caught." I replied, and pulled my hat deeply over my eyes, making sure they were hidden, "Bye." and with that I exited the room, ready to go back to my current 

residence and mope over my broken glasses, wait, I had another ten pairs packed in my carry on bag, it's a good thing that I always over pack.