I'm headed straight for the castle, they're gonna make me their queen.

Castle; Halsey


I felt the eyes on me as I trailed behind Arashi. Apparently, class hadn't started yet so my new schoolmates were lingering around socializing. The arrival of someone new was obviously big news. Well, probably more the fact that I was going to be Arashi's new step-daughter. No doubt my classmates knew exactly who I was, I knew how these things worked.

Instead of focusing on the stares and whispers, I kept my chin up and put my bitch face on, put a sashay in my step, and continued walking. If there's one thing I learned in life, sometimes you gotta fake it till you make it.

We finally made it the Chairman's office and it was opened by, who I presumed was, a secretary.

A tall, brown haired man stood behind a large desk, turned and looking out of the giant window. He turned to us with a giant smile on his face.

"Arashi-san! My friend! Welcome." The man happily shook Arashi's hand and I awkwardly hung back, watching the exchange.

"It's good to see you again Yuzuru-san; we need to play golf again soon." He replied with an equally big grin. Yuzuru, the chairman from what I had gathered, then turned to me, the grin never leaving his face.

"You must be the lovely SkyLynn-san, it is my honor to have you joining my school. I do hope you thoroughly enjoy your time here."

My face took on a red tint, but my tan skin hid it well. My manners kicked in and a polite smile graced my lips.

"Thank you, sir, I'm sure I will."

"Please, have a seat so we can discuss all the boring formalities." Arashi and I took a seat on one of the luxurious couches as Yuzuru sat behind his desk and grabbed a few papers from his desk.

"Now, looking at your file I am very impressed SkyLynn-san. All honors classes with practically perfect marks, varsity volleyball player, student council vice-president, and a member of the drama club; we're honored to have someone with a record like that at this school." I just nodded, shaking the melancholy at the memory of all I had left behind. "Now unlike American high schools, Japanese high schools only have three grade levels as opposed to four which leaves us with the question of where to place you. In my opinion it would be best to place you as a second year, though your schedule will need some adjusting due to you being ahead in some subjects and behind in others. Is this all sounding good so far?"

I was a junior at my old high school so either way I was one year away from graduation. I just nodded my head with a smile.

"Alright, now for your schedule. You're ahead in your maths so you'll be placed in a third-year class for that subject, you'll be in second year English, history, and science, and first year Japanese language. That leaves you with one free period which you can either fill with an elective or use for study hall."

"I'd like study hall thank you."

"Perfect." Yuzuru said with a warm smile and typed a few things into his computer. After a couple of minutes, a piece of paper printed out that he pushed in my direction. "You just need to sign this and you'll be good to go."

I didn't bother reading the paper and simply signed my name on the dotted line. After shuffling a few papers on his desk, the chairman grabbed the one from the printer and handed it to me.

"This is your schedule; I'll call for my son to show you to your classes since you share a majority of your classes. The girl's uniform will be shipped to your home in a few days' time. Until then, you're free to wear whatever you'd like as long as it in appropriate."

"Thank you so much Yuzuru-san." Arashi said before I had the chance to and shook the man's hand again.

"Anything for you old friend, maybe now that you have a daughter we can get talking about arranging a marriage." The statement shocked me, by his tone of voice and the laugh that followed I could tell the man was joking, but when I looked at his face there was something there, something that wasn't a joke. I knew coming to this country that arranged marriages were very much still a thing, especially among the higher class, but to have someone suggest that I partake in one was completely different.

Not as though Mom would never consent to it, but it was still jarring.

"You shouldn't say things like that Yuzuru-san." Arashi chided, shooting me and apologetic glance. I just looked away.

"Suoh-sama, your son has arrived." The same woman from before interrupted.

"Alright, you can let him in."

A tall, blonde boy walked in and the first thing I noticed were his shocking violet eyes. They were serious as they looked over the people in the room.

"You called for me Otou-san?" The boy asked after a quick bow.

"Ah yes. Tamaki, this is SkyLynn-san, she's new to Japan and will be joining Ouran. Since the two of you share a majority of classes, I'm entrusting her care to you." The blonde boy's eyes focused on me and a charming smile lit up his face. He didn't look Japanese, that was for sure. Maybe Swedish? Or French?

"It is a pleasure to meet you SkyLynn-san."

"The pleasure is all mine Tamaki-san." Normally, this was where we would shake hands, but Japan was different in that aspect. Though people did shake hands, it was more for business-like situations, apparently bowing was more common.

"The driver will have the limo brought after school for you and Kei, if anything happens you have my number, don't hesitate to call." I smiled awkwardly at the man.

"Thank you, and you too Suoh-san." Tamaki bowed to the two men and I quickly followed suit. Once we were out of the office, it was as if the blonde boy was a completely different person. His demeanor completely changed and he seemed more relaxed out of the presence of his father.

"Now SkyLynn-hime, can I please see your schedule?" He asked. Even his voice was different, airier and light. Wait. Hime?

Despite my bewilderment at the change, I handed him the piece of paper in my hands.

"It seems we share three classes together; I thank the heavans for the opporunity to gaze at your beauty three times a day!" Okay.

What?

Tamaki was beaming down at me but I kept my eyes trained on the floor. He was attractive that went without question and he seemed like a genuinely nice person, but him shamelessly flirting like this was not getting him into my good graces. Back home I worked in the fast food industry and I had my fair share of typical white boys, they ones who would flirt with me because they thought it was funny. 'Hey guys watch me flirt with the fat mexican girl hurr durr', I guess at this point I was just paranoid.

"So, Princess, how are you enjoying Japan?" He questioned. The nickname I could deal with so long as he toned down the rest.

"I haven't had much of a chance to see anything yet honestly. Everything I've seen so far is beautiful though, I can't wait to see more of it." I replied with a smile, glad to have an actual conversation going.

"Maybe we could go see the sites together sometime, see the beauty of the country together. However, nothing we saw could trump your dazzling beauty." He didn't notice my eye-roll.

"I think we should get to class Suoh-san." I was still getting used to the honorifics and using last names versus using first names, but I knew last names and '-san' was more formal.

"Is it so wrong to want to keep you to myself a little longer? Can't I be selfish just this once?" Before I had time to react, he wrapped his arms around my waist and quite literally swept me off my feet, his face merely inches from mine.

I immediately pushed him off of me, my face red in a mixture of anger and embarrassment as I stumbled to keep my balance. His face was one of pure shock at my reaction, those violet eyes wide in surprise.

"Can you just stop? Look I don't know if you do this to every girl or what and I've tried to brush it off and be polite but I'm not playing this game. I'll get to class on my own, thank you though."

It was silent as I walked away, the only sound being my heels on the marble floor. Thankfully I had grabbed my schedule back from Tamaki and was able to find the classroom, we were already almost there so it was just a matter of reading the signs on the doors.

"Ah hello, can I help you miss?" An older man asked when I walked into the room, interrupting whatever he was saying. Taking a deep breath to calm my frazzles nerves I walked in with a smile.

"Hello, my name is SkyLynn Chiasson, today is my first day and this is my class I believe." I did my best not to acknowledge the classroom of teens staring at me, already turning and whispering amongst themselves.

"May I see your schedule Chiasson-san?" The teacher questioned and I handed him the slip of paper, he glanced at it and gave it back to me.

"How wonderful. Well, you can have a seat next to Ootori-san on the second row." The teacher said, pointing out a boy with glasses and black hair.

"Kyoya Ootori." The boy introduced when I took the seat next to him, his hand outstretched.

"SkyLynn Chiasson." I replied with a smile, shaking his outstretched hand.

"Suoh-san, you're late." I heard the teacher chide and whipped my head around. Sure enough there was Tamaki, hair askew and looking even more frazzled than I had.

"Sorry Hamasaki-sensei." He apologized with a bow before searching the classroom. His eyes locked on mine and I saw them light up. I felt his eyes on me the entirety of the class period, he obviously wanted to talk about what happened but I honestly didn't want to hear it. I didn't have time for this today.

The minute the class was over I practically ran out of the door, already having asked Kyoya for directions to my next class.

"You can have a seat next to Haninozuka in the second row." The teacher, a pretty young woman, instructed as I went through the same routine as before.

"Over here Sky-chan!" A childish voice called out and I had to look twice at the young looking boy excitedly waving at me. He looked like he couldn't be older than ten, and this was my third year class.

"Hello." I greeted with a smile as I took my seat next to the small boy, who wasn't the small up close, probably only a few inches shorter than me.

"Hi! I'm Mitskuni Haninozuka, but everyone calls me Hunny! And this is Takashi Morinozuka, but everyone calls him Mori! It's so so so nice to meet you! Do you like cake?" The boy chattered on and I glanced at the boy next to him. As opposed to Mitskuni's bubbly, cheerful, and bright nature, he seemed to be the polar opposite. The only indication that he was even paying attention to anything going on around him was a nod in my direction when his name was said.

He was surely attractive though. One of those talk, dark, and handsome types.

Mitskuni didn't stop the entire class period much to the annoyance of the teacher. It was refreshing to have someone be so nice to me. With how I had been feeling recently it was all I had not to cry.

"What's your next class Sky-chan?" He asked once the class ended and I pulled out my schedule.

"Um, I have a free period so I was gonna go to the library."

"Which one?" The little boy asked to my confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we have four, silly!"


Mitskuni decided it was crucial that he and Takashi walked me to one of the four libraries instead of simply giving me directions despite my protests.

"It's on the way to our next class anyway, isn't it Takashi?"

"Yeah." The smaller of the two was riding on the shoulders of the other, leaving me as the shortest of the three during the walk. Takashi towered over me, even with heels. I never wanted to stand next to him without, he was at least a foot taller than me.

"You two seem rather close." I observed, curious what the relationship between the two was, considering Mitskuni was on Takashi's shoulder and all.

"We're cousins!" The shorter one exclaimed happily and my heart constricted.

"I can't say I'm surprised, you two seem very close."

"Do you have any cousins Sky-chan?" Mitskuni asked, smiling down at me.

"Yeah, a few." I replied, not quite able to put a smile on my face. I felt Takashi's eyes on me, and despite Mitskuni's childish demeanor, when he saw my reaction he was quick to change the subject.

"What's your favorite dessert Sky-chan?" He asked cheerfully.

"That's a hard one Mitskuni-san." I said with a laugh. "Probably strawberry shortcake."

"I love strawberry shortcake! Well, I love all types of cake, but I love strawberry shortcake a lot!"

We finally arrived at one of the libraries, the second one from the sign hanging outside, and I waved as the two walked library was giant, and there were four of them. It seemed a bit like overkill.

There were only a few people occupying the library and one particular boy caught my attention. He was in the standard Ouran uniform, his head buried in a book. I knew I'd need someone to ask for directions to my next class anyway so I walked up to him.

"Can I sit here?" I asked, motioning to the chair across from him. He looked up and his big brown eyes met mine, throwing me off. He looked so…feminine?

"Yeah, it's no problem." He replied with a smile and my bewilderment only grew. I mean, my voice was deeper than his. Though his voice is deeper than most girls, so is mine, but his voice had femininity to it.

"I'm SkyLynn Chiasson."

"Haruhi Fujioka."

I'm not one to judge someone's lifestyle choices. I personally didn't identify as straight and I had more than a few trans friends, at this point I was just left in an awkward position because I didn't know how to ask Haruhi their preferred pronouns without sounding rude. And what if they are just a feminine boy?

Guess I'm just going for it.

"So, I don't mean to be rude or offensive but do you have preferred pronouns?" I asked and they looked up at me, confused for a second before realization seemed to hit them.

"Man, I am not good at this whole secret thing." They said with a laugh. And so Haruhi broke her situation down for me, telling me about the Host Club, and the debt she had to pay off.

"That's crazy." I said with a laugh when she finally finished.

"Tell me about it. So if you could please keep this a secret I'd really appreciate it."

"Don't worry Haruhi-kun, your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks, SkyLynn-san." She replied with a relieved smile. "But really, this whole thing happened because not one of our four libraries were quiet enough to study."

"I really can't believe this school has four libraries, and at this size. It's just ridiculous!" I exclaimed.

"I agree; rich people always need to have an overabundance of everything, it's totally uncalled for." Haruhi commented and her eyes immediately widened. "I'm sorry SkyLynn-san I didn't mean-"

"Oh please, you didn't offend me Haruhi-san." I interrupted with a laugh and then told the girl about my own situation.

"Now that's crazy. It's like your mom is Cinderella." Haruhi commented when I was done.

"I'm still adjusting to everything to be honest, it's actually comforting to talk to you, I think you're the first down to earth person I've talked to since I got here." I confessed.

"It goes both ways. The people I do talk to are nice, they just have no way of sympathizing with my situation."

"We should hang out sometime Haruhi-san, I think I need you around if I'm going to keep my sanity." We both laughed and for the first time since I got to Japan it didn't feel like I moved across the world, it didn't feel like my world had gotten turned upside down. It felt like I made a new friend, it felt like any other day.

Lunch was next and I spent it with my new friend. I had begrudgingly used the credit card Arashi had gifted me with to get something to put in my growling stomach.

"So what class do you have next?" Haruhi questioned after a few more minutes of conversation and I handed her my schedule.

"It looks like we're in the same class." She said and I felt relief flood my system, thank god.

"Good, now I have someone to copy homework from." I joked.

"In your dreams." She replied. We talked the entirety of our lunch break, talking about everything under the sun, our family, school, likes, dislikes. We walked to class together, still deep in conversation until we entered the room.

I did the whole introduction spiel and the young teacher let me sit next to Haruhi, immediately earning him points in my book.

"Who's your new friend Haruhi-kun?" Two voices asked in perfect unison from behind us. Turning my head, I came face to face with a pair of red-headed twins, identical cat-like smiles on their face.

"She just introduced herself to class, maybe you should pay more attention." Haruhi chided, causing the twins to pout.

"Come on Haruhi-"

"Don't be so mean." The one on the left started while the one on the right finished.

"I'm SkyLynn Chiasson." I repeated for the sake of being polite and the twins turned their attention back to me.

"Hikaru."

"And Kaoru."

"Hitachiin."

The class mostly consisted of the twins trying their best to bother Haruhi who stayed focused on the subject. When it was over, she gave me directions to my next class and we agreed to meet at the same library tomorrow.

My next two classes were more of the same, introducing myself, sitting next to random people, dodging Tamaki. The last thing I needed was him to ruin my semi-good mood.

When my final class was dismissed I jetted out, however, by the time I made it to where I was dropped off, there was not a vehicle in sight. I pulled out my phone and tried to call Kei but he didn't answer. I wasn't particularly surprised. No doubt he left me stranded on purpose. He was so childish.

With a dejected sigh I began walking around the school, not knowing what to do at this point. Mom didn't have a cell phone and the last thing I wanted to do was call Arashi when he was at work.

After a few minutes of aimless wandering I stumbled across a room with 'Music Room Three' written on the sign above it. I recognized it immediately, it was the one Haruhi told me about, the one the Host Club used for their activities. With a shrug I decided to enter, maybe Haruhi could help me come up with a solution, point me in the direction of a bus or something.

I pushed the door open and a soft chorus of 'welcome' met my ears along with a flurry rose petals being blown in my face.


A/N: Redone.