I do not, in any way, shape or form, own Ouran High School Host Club. The perspective in this story will be changing between the two main characters from chapter to chapter and will be stated at the top of the page. Without any further ado, here's their first day. (PS: I pinky promise the chapters will get longer.)

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The First Day: Flying-Fuck

5:54 AM; Tokyo Airport

Umehito Nekozawa

"So, your plan worked out brilliantly, then?"

My eyes cracked open at the sound. I had heard that voice before. Fujioka. My fingers twitched at the thought of those twins nearby.

"Don't brag." Her companion sounded rather glum.

"Don't pout." That was Fujioka again.

"How would I know my brother would actually care about any of this nonsense?" Her tone was biting. A clang echoed against the tiled floor of the terminal waiting area, before being swallowed up by the noises of excited chattering amongst the students. My knees knocked together as I brought my body further away from the ruckus, but their voices were getting closer and closer.

My heart nearly burst as another arm brushed against mine. It was only for a moment, but the area burned like my cheeks. Their conversation continued, but the heat had now travelled to my ears. Everything turned very quiet.

"Welcome, students!" My entire body shook at the shout. The hood shrouded my eyesight, but my head turned towards the sound. A scoff rang out from somewhere nearby.

"My name is Tamaki Suoh. I will be traveling with you on behalf of my father, Chairman Suoh. What a lovely day it is today! Can't you feel it? The love in this room is almost too much for my poor heart to bear. I remember the day that I embarked on my first year trip. I haven't experienced anything like it to this day. Please remember to always be close to a partner, follow your teacher's requests, and treat your time together very preciously." The king spoke elegantly. I drew the hood further back on my head. I tried to meet his gaze, but Kuretake's dark umbrella only drew closer into my chest. I peered behind, catching a glimpse of the frilled lace of her collar.

"Please begin boarding now." My head spun to face the gate door, crumpling my boarding ticket between my shaking hands. The room exploded in giggles and shrieks and prattle. I felt the warm presence beside me dissipate into the madness, along with her chatter.

"Umehito?" I took the hand waiting for me. "Shall we off?"