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DISCLAIMER!: I do not own Ouran High school Host Club. But if I did, *rises on a pedestal like Renge* I would have all the boys act just like they did in their movie they made in episode... The lonely Prince, the Boyish thug, the twins trapped in their own world and basketball-BUT! Hikaru's the pitcher and Karuo's the reviver! ^_^ HOHOHOHO~!...what?... Well yeah, I know those are baseball terms...Wait, you don't know what that means?...It's a top and bottom joke...You don't know what that means either?... It mean that Karou's getting it in the ass!

Karou: What that hell are you-?

Uh! H-have I told you how much cuter you are then Hikaru lately, Karou-kun? Eheheh...

"Oh Ayano-sempai! You need to give it more feeling! And stop grimacing so much!"

"Kiss my ass Benio..."

Hey. I'm Ayano Kasanoda. I'm 18 years old and I'm enrolled at the St. Lobelia Girls' academy as a third year. Less than a month ago I was an average sour faced girl, that was raised in a Yakuza-like dojo. I was a loner, and I hated being stared at. But for some reason...

"Ayano-sempai, at this rate you're no longer able to preform with us next week at the other schools!" Hinako cried. She grabbed both of my hands, crying into them.

I ended up in the Drama club of St. Lobelia, also know as The Zuka club.

"Get the hell offa me Hinako!" I shook her off violently before beginning to take off the incredibly itching and ridiculous looking costume.

"Well I guess she could just watch from the audience next week..."Chizuru suggested to Benio. Both of their faces holding worried expressions.

Benio shook her head in disappointment. "I suppose she will..." She looked over at me. I was already in my school uniform and was putting on my school shoes. "Ayano-sempai. Can I talk to you before you leave for the day?"

'No.'

"Yeah whatever..." I just really, really, really wanted to leave without a commotion. I was tired, hungry and incredibly sick of all the Zuka club fan girls. So, I'll listen to Benio's 'words of wisdom'. Say my bit and leave.

When I was finished with getting ready I walked up to the tall brunette as she stood near one of the large windows. My arms crossed and one of my hips jutted out to one side. "What's up Amakusa?"

"Sempai. You know I care for you deeply and I want you to be the Zuka club's most shining star right?"

"Yup." I yawned, not covering my mouth and looked up at her with my usual blank that I've seemed to have been using quite alot lately. Benio told me that it looked like I was having an out of body experience. I wish I was, then I wouldn't have to be here...

"Well," Benio started up again. "I want you to know that I picked you out of all others in the school because I-"

I already know what she's gonna say. "Wait. Lemme guess...Is it because," I grimaced and rolled me eyes. " 'I'm you little Red Octopus' ?" I put on the worst impression of Benio I could muster, making my voice lower then needed.

Benio laughed. Not a sarcastic laugh. But a real, real 'Benibara-sama'(*) laugh. Sigh...She really get under my skin with this happy-go-lucky bull sh*t. She crouched on one knee to get to my eye level.

"No, even though that is true. I picked you because I could see that you would become something that everyone would want to see. Even if you don't like attention-"

"I hate it."

"Even so, you have that quality about you. And you'll learn how to use it some day, and I only hope that you'll remember me at that time." Her face was a sincere as it's always been. I swear, every time I talk to her- or she talks to me rather- she acts like she's explaining something to a child.

I raised my eye brow in confusion, one hand now resting on my hip and my other hanging to my side. "Benio, what the hell are you talking abou-"

"Oh Benio! Ayano-senpai! It's time to make our grand exit!" Chizuru called to us annoyingly from the door. Benio lead me to the door.

"Come Ayano-senpai, let's give the girls one more peek at us before we leave for the weekend."

Thank god it's Saturday(**)...

"AYAYNO-SENPAI~! "

"AHH~!"

I rushed to the courtyard with the Zuka club beside me, fan-girls in tow. If there wasn't someone to control the rapid fan-girls, we'd be dead.

"Ayano-sempai! Don't forget to throw you signature flower!"

My head whipped to the side to look at Benio. "What the f#ck? Is now really the time for that?" Of course she would spout out something stupid like that at a time like this. I was starting to run out of breath. The distance between the Zuka club room and the court yard was ridiculous. Once we made it through the door doors of the achademy, I could see a group of tough looking Yakuza members standing on one side of one of the limos parked outside. They stood up tall when they saw me run through down the steps.

"Mi'lady? Are you ok-"

"SHUTUPF#CKUPANDGETINTHEF#CKINGCAR!" I screamed desperately at them. My legs kicking up as hard and fast as I could. All but one of guys scurried into the car, he held the door open fro me and I leaped in head first onto the floor of the car. When he got in and closed the door, and the faces and hands of dozens of fan-girls were mashed against the window.

"AHH!" Even Yakuza members agree that there's nothing scarier that crazed fans.

"Sh#t! Drive damn it, DRIVE!" The driver slammed his foot on the gas pedal and turned the the wheel making the car swerve roughly.

"Ah sh#t, I forgot!" I reached into my school bag and pulled out my 'signature flower' which was a a flower called a Red Thorn. I stood up in the speeding car with difficulty and threw the flower out of the sun roof. I watched at the girls fought tooth and nail for some damn floor that you can buy at the damn florist...It honestly wasn't a pretty sight.

I fell back into the seats of the car breathing heavily. The men were looking at me in concern.

"Mi'lady, are you alright?" They choursed together.

I cracked my neck to relive some of the stress. "Yeah...I'm fine. Damn those girls are out of their mind."

"Uh, maybe it's not sucha good idea to apart of dis club den." One man pipped up.

My eye twitched. "What? You think I don't know that? Do you think that I wanna be there?"

"Ah! We're sorry!"

I sighed and closed my eyes. "I've been trying everything to get out of that damn club for weeks. I've threatened them, broke rules, skipped sessions, and embarrassed them in public. But all they do is smile and say 'Well she's just getting the hang of things. Give her some time.' And because of them I can't get kicked out of school 'cause they're so tight with the chairman..." I looked at the group of concerned faces of fully grown, tough men that looked at me. "Stop looking at me like that!"

"..."

"What is it?"

"...We know that you can get out of that stupid club." I looked at one of my men in surprise. He name was Ryota. He was a chubby, bald man with tattoos on his neck, his eyes were filled with encouragement. "You're the daughter of the Kasunoda syndicate! you can do anything!"

"Yeah!" The chorused again.

My eye twitched and my cheeks threatened to turn pink. "Will ya'll just shut up? And stop talking to me like I'm 12!" I reached over and grabbed a handful of Ryota's chubby face.

"Ahh! I'm shawee Mi'wady!"

"Welcome back Mi'lady!"

I walked past the rows of bowing Yakuza members nonchalantly. "Whatever. I'll see you guys in the lounge room in a few mins."

"Yes Mi'lady!"

"Shaddup."

I walked through the dojo/house whatever you wanna call it, to my room. I saw a mass of blond hair when I stepped into the hallway. "Hey Tetsuya." He stopped his sweeping and looked at me with a smile.

"Welcome back Mi'lady."

I gave him a smirk in return. He always treated me like a normal person and he usually left me alone when I wanted to be. He was a sweet kind and nice to have around the house. "Did you have a nice day at school?"

"..."

"Right stupid question, sorry." He laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. I stepped into my room with Tetsuya following. He's one of the only people that I let into my room with or without permission. "So would you like me to bring you dinner here or into the lounge room?"

I threw down my bag and started to look through my closet for something more comfy. "The lounge room." I pulled of my uniform shirt, not caring if Tetsuya saw me or not.

He apparently did. "Ah! U-um sorry Mi'lady!" He spun around and ended up facing the wall. I could tell that he was blushing. I rolled my eyes and continued getting changed.

"Quit being such a girl Tetsuya. It's just me."

"Um, yeah... right."

I ended up wearing a pair of baggy boxers with the logo Xbox360 on them and a white wife-beater and I wore my ankle long red hair in a extremely messy bun. I threw my school uniform on Tetsuya's head and walked out the door. "See ya in a few Tetsuya." I waved to him over my shoulder.

I decided to stop by my brother's room to see if he what he was up too. I knocked on his door once before stepping inside. He was sitting in his room on his bed looking menacing and mean, with only a few lit candles lighting the room. 'I wish I could look that menicing...' I thought enviously.

"Hey Ritsu. You wanna go to the lounge room with me and the guys?" He looked up at me startled.

"O-oh onē-san you're home! How was your uh, your club...thing?"

I leaned against the the door frame of the paper wall with my arms crossed. "Terrible as always. So you gonna join us or 're you just gonna sit in the dark?"

"Oh I'm fine here. You go have fun." He gave me an sad smile. He always gets like this. I sighed and walked over to him slowly. My eyes locked on him. I laid a loving hand on his head like the big sister I am. He looked up at me. And I looked at him. And then...I brought my fist down against his idiot skull, leaving a bright red bump.

"Don't be stupid. You're only acting like this because of your face? If I had as much effect on people as you did, I'd be the happiest person alive. You shouldn't take the things that you have for granted!"

Ritsu held the top of his head him agony. He looked up at me with frustration."You're one to talk..."

The vein on my forehead pulsed. "What did you say?..." Before he could say anything, I grabbed the collar of his white uniform shirt with one arm and flipped him over onto the floor. I started to throw punches and pull at his limbs in an angry fury. Believe it or not, I'm much stronger than my brother despite that fact that I'm 4'9" and he's 5'9". Only the people that live in this house know that I'm the best. (smirk)

"You dare back-sass me? You don't even know how good you have it! It get to go to a nice school! People leave you alone and they take you seriously wherever you go! You're such a spolied lil bastard!"

"AHH! I'm sorry onē-saaaan!"

"That's not good enough! TATSE MY FISTS OF JUDGMENT! HAAAA!"

"AHHHHH!"

Outside the room, was Tetsuya holding a laundry basket and several dozen Yakuza members all feeling sorry for the Young Lord.

"...So, I'm guessing no game of Xbox with the Young Madam tonight?" The men sighed and disappointment. They enjoyed a few round with the Kasunoda syndicate's daughter, even if they always lost. Everyone jumped at the sound of glass breaking, thumping, a man screaming bloody murder.

Tetsuya sighed and walked away. "She always gets like this when she gets too hungry..."

It's nice to come home and relax with the family after along day of school.

(*)- A nick name the girls of gave her. IDK why...

(**)- Japanese school day go on for 6 days a week. From Monday to Saturday...That sucks...

Please review! *suddenly get corned by a pair of annoyed twins* O-oh hey Hika-chan, Kao-chan. Ehehe...