Hey! Me is back. Sorry for the wait, I was lazy and my mom says I must be out of the house (and away from my computer) since its summer, so i haven't had time to update. I'm also thinking about starting another story, so... look out for it I guess. Though I've said this before... bleh. Anyway, this is more of a filler but enjoy it anyway. Sorry its short-ish too.

ALSO: I don't know how long I really want this story to be. Do you want it to go on longer or should I start bringing it to a close (atleast 4 or 5 chapters)/

Disclaimer: I dont own Ouran or any of its characters. I also do not own Kana Korimako, she belongs to bloody hell I have an acsent (hope I got that right). I own Ari, Sakura, Mamie, Ayame, and any other Ocs, places, etc. that come from my imagination. :)

Sorry for any mistakes, enjoy :).


"Hello, my name is Kris, I'm Sakura's brother."

"Oh, hi, I'm Ari. I sit next to Sakura in class. Over there, the two girls obsessing over that fashion magazine, are Ayame and Mamie, they sit behind Sakura and I. Then over there, the one batting her eyelashes at the heartless, glasses wearing guy is Sylvie, she's not in our class but she's in our grade."

"Oh, nice to meet all of you," Kris smiled. He was tall, brown hair, like his sisters, and blue eyes that were slightly lighter than those of his sisters. He had long, almost red eyelashes and wide lips. He looked like a model. Almost everyone here did, Ouran Academy. Ayame had silky auburn hair that was always shiny and straight. She had perfect cheekbones that merged into full lips. Her eyes were a beautiful green that seemed almost alive. Mamie had black hair that was naturally curly/wavy, so her hair had loose and tight curls that layered over each other. She had blue green eyes that were brought out by tons of eyeliner. Sylvie had blonde hair that was naturally wavy but she usually straightened it or curled it into ringlets. She had brown eyes that looked extremely deep. This school could be turned into a modeling agency and most of the kids here would get by.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too, but why are you here? From what Sakura told me she's staying for the host club today and it really doesn't seem like the kind of thing youd be interested in. I mean…"

"Oh no," Kris laughed. "I'm staying here because I have to. My father's a little protective… so I'm staying here since our driver is with mother today. I'm going to drive her to the shopping mall place after school, so I'm forced to stay here."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better I really don't want to be here either. All the movies and TV shows they're showing I've already seen like, a trillion times. I'm not interested in any of the actors either; they're pretty small-town, independent movie actors and actresses."

"Good to know."

"Yeah… well, I'll see you around then…"

"Yeah, see you around."

Kris was a cool guy, actually. We ended up talking since neither of us was interested in the club. His musical taste wasn't that great… but other than that. He was a business major and literature minor. He was planning on taking over the family business. He was in the process of writing a book, a business kind of book, though I wasn't completely sure. He used to skateboard, until he did some insane trick and broke a rib. He'd broken six bones, and had sprains and fractures more than ten times, apparently he was a daring guy in his 'youth'.

"So, why aren't you enjoying the host club like everyone else?" he said, only a hint of seriousness in his voice.

"I' just not interested, is all. I mean, being fawned over isn't that great."

"Like someone else?" He asked, though he seemed to already know the answer.

"Wha-," I started, surprised he was so blunt. "Well, I guess so…" I admitted, a little sadly, of course.

"Don't worry, it'll work out one way or another."

"Thanks, but I don't think so…" 'It could only really work out one way, right? Nekozawa and I would have to end up together. But, he's engaged. All hopes for us being together are ruined, right? Giving up is the only way to ensure I don't get hurt further. Giving up and getting him out of my mind.'

"Whatever you say," Kris said, although you could tell from his voice he knew he was right. I simply shrugged him off.

"Hey, Ari, I need you…" Sylvie whispered in my ear. I jumped, scared half to death. 'When did she get here… and when did she leave Kyoya's side? She was stuck to him like glue a few seconds ago.'

" 'Kay, but next time don't give me a heart attack…"

"Sorry…" Sylvie replied. She seemed… anxious? I followed her to the empty art room down the hall. We sat.

"What's up?"

"The ceiling but that's really not the point. I… I really want to make a move on Kyoya. Like, soon. I don't know… I just really like him. Am I crazy?"

"No… you're not crazy…" I laughed. "But we need to think of… a plan… oh god I feel like I'm five…"

"Huh?" Sylvie looked at me like I was the crazy one.

"When I was five I… I thought of myself as a spy. My best friend and I, actually. We made a plan for everything. How we were going to get breakfast, steal another cookie, eavesdrop on her brother and my parents. That was the cause of everything… sorry that's beside the point. I'm rambling."

"No, its fine… but what are we going to do?" Sylvie replied, obviously wanting to get to the point.

"Do you know if he likes you?"

"No… I mean… he's a host, so he has to act like that to everyone. So… I don't know. And he's not supposed to fall in love anyway…"

"Okay… we should really find out… but we're short on time… 'cause you want to get this done ASAP. So… do you want to straight out confess or indirectly or what?"

"I just wanna straight out confess. It'll be the most painless way… kind of, like ripping off the bandage."

"Okay… then why'd you consult me… just go out and do it…"

"Wha—really?"

"Yeah, what's stopping you?"

"O-okay. I'm just going to go out and do it!"

"Class, we have a new student today. I'm proud to introduce Miss Kana Korimako. She'll be in this class for the rest of the year. So, be nice," a short girl with long blonde hair and eyes that seemed to be purple walked in the room, self-confidence radiating off of her.

"Oh hi…" Kana said, eyes scanning the room for something, someone. "Nekozawa-chan! I knew you'd be in my class! I just knew it!" She smiled widely, running to the seat next to Nekozawa and politely asked him to move to the seat she was supposed to have. The student sighed in relief, happily moving their stuff so Kana could sit.

'Who is that?' Sakura mouthed to me. I shrugged.

'She looks a little weird…" Ayame mouthed in response. Again, I shrugged.

"Anyway… let's continue on with our class. You can get to know the new student after class."

'I think this year got ten times crazier,' I looked back to the strange new student, who was happily chatting away with Nekozawa. 'Hopefully for the better…'


I dont know whether I want to make Sylvie happy or break her heart... such a difficult decision...

Well, press that little review button down there, it wont bite, we've been over this.

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