Yeah I have no excuse do I….? I'm really sorry it took so long to update y'all. I've had a severe case of writers block and I know this little chapter won't make up for it. But I hope you enjoy it and please review.

Kyoya Ootori

I'm not sure what caused me to even glance at the new student. Transfers like her were not uncommon at Ouran, it was a wonder I even noticed her at all. But then again I was bound to, what with all the quick glances and rumors (from most of the male students) directed towards her.

They were obviously captivated by her and with a quick observation I could see why.

She was a halfer, and an attractive one at that.

The girl was taller than her average Japanese counterpart; she was probably only two inches shorter than me. Her cheek bones were higher, more elegant looking; much like those of European royalty. The feature that betrayed her most however was her skin. It had more of a golden hue to it, as if a drop of pure sunlight fell on her right after she was born…

What was I doing? She was just a girl, probably frivolous minded like all the others. It would be impossible for her to be as smart and unique like Haru-

No I refuse to think like that, I told myself while looking at the "couple" across from me. The girl in question was dodging the attempts of Tamaki trying to feed her fancy tuna. He in turn tried every trick in the book: the puppy dog eyes, the begging, he even tried to throw the Honey into the mix, but as always Haruhi turned it off with her blunt but somewhat sweet honesty.

She makes the idiot happy, I thought, and that's what friends do for each other…keep them happy, whatever the cost.

"OH KYOYA!" and speaking of a certain dimwit….

I took a deep breath and adjusted my glasses, giving myself just enough time to mentally prepare myself for the bombardment of words that assaulted my ears.

"HAVE YOU NOTICED THE NEW GIRL YET!" he asked (or yelled to be more exact).

That was when Hikaru decided to enter the conversation. "It would be impossible not to-" he stated.

"The guys can't stop talking about her-" Karou interjected.

"But seriously there isn't anything that special about her-" Hikaru started to say.

"HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?" shrieked Tamaki, "AS HOSTS YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT EVERY PRINCESS HAS SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT HER!"

Karou grinned evilly and said, "Name one thing that's special about her-"

At this point Hikaru's face mirrored his twin's and stated, "Other than the fact that she's a halfer."

Tamaki's eyes widened and he began to twiddle his fingers. After about a minute of that he cried out that they were cruel little demons and hid (more like melted) under the table where I assumed his new emo corner was.

"Well she seems friendly," Honey chimed in, "and she's cute like Usa-chan."

"Yeah," Mori said in his usual monotone.

Haruhi nodded and stated, "They're right." At the sound of her voice Tamaki jumped up, almost reaching the ceiling, and landed perfectly on his chair (I don't know how he does that) and exclaimed something about how sweet it was that his precious daughter defended his honor and all the other usual nonsense.

In an attempt to tune him out I peaked over at the girl who was the main topic of our conversation only moments before.

The girl and her friend were laughing and I couldn't help but notice something. On the surface she looked so happy and free but with a closer look you could see that there was a lot more to it. She seemed strained, as if she was trying to keep something to herself. Closer observation showed more things that seemed…off about her.

It was mainly her hair and eyes. Why when the rest of her had that exotic touch were those two features so out of place? Her eyes were a murky brown and her hair was the traditional black and straight. Nothing like what you would have expected from somebody like her.

Hmm contacts and a bad dye job possibly? I thought, but why would she…?

At that exact moment her friend, Kazu I believe saw me. Without hesitation she grabbed the girl's shoulders and made her look back at me. For half a second she only stared back at me while I kept a placid almost bored look on my face. Suddenly she broke into an awkward smile and gave me a tiny wave.

I simply smirked and began to write down my questions and observations down in my notebook, ever the classic Kyoya Ootori.

Find information on new student.

It was the last thing I wrote about her and I planned on making it my first task once I got home from school. I will figure out her little secret…no matter what.

I swear writing about Tamaki is my new guilty pleasure. And I think I actually found a use for my CAPS LOCK key lol. Hope y'all enjoyed the chapter, even though it is short…