As many know, I am back to posting fanfictions again.

This is not a 'new' story per say... but a heavily edited and slightly changed version of my original fanfic "Ordinary to a Fault." It will have the same characters, same pairings, but it will be delivered in a slightly different way.

Please let me know what you guys think of this new version. I will have 2 chapters up today, and will continue rewriting this story and try to get a new chapter up every few days.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, not the characters, not the scenes. What I do own is Makoto, her family and any other character that is not part of the original anime or manga.

There is a fine line between balance and chaos.

It was a line that could easily be crossed without warning, allowing life to spiral without control or come together in harmony. I used to think my life was balanced, with just a dash of chaos mixed in to keep me on my toes. I liked having a familiar routine, where I could predict what could happen and adapt accordingly. Change was something I struggled with sometimes, it was the part of the chaos that forced me to learn how to adapt to my surroundings and find some solace of balance. But I knew life couldn't always be like that, I had to face the chaos in order to find some balance. I couldn't be mundane without a little fantasy mixed in.

At seventeen, I, Makoto Ryukoku, lived with my younger sisters, Takara and Yuzuki in a simple two-bedroom apartment. I made that decision when I got accepted into the prestigious Ouran Academy, on scholarship, where the children of the rich and powerful went to school. The idea was to give my father, Daichi, some time to spend with his fiancée, Renji, while they planned their long time, upcoming wedding. My sisters wanted to join me to give them space as well, so our father managed to get us a place near an old friend of his, Ranka Fujioka and his daughter. Both men came to check on us periodically, with our father always letting himself in whether or not we were home. He also gave us bi-weekly payments for food and anything else we needed.

I'll be a bit blunt, if you looked at me, you probably wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary. I had natural straight, dark red hair that fell around my shoulders, and dark green eyes that were often framed with square brown glasses. My skin was lightly tanned from spending time outdoors. I was not overly tall, moderate height, and my body was thin but muscular, I was an avid jogger and in my youth. I used to participate in martial arts. I had a slight androgynous appearance to me, causing most people to mistake me as a male at school. I often had my hair pulled back in a low ponytail, and I wore clothing that hid the curves of my body and the size of my breasts. I was never the type of person to care a out my appearance, I just wore what I deemed was comfortable. To be honest, it made my life easier to be considered a male, which at school, I was, much to my own amusement.

My sisters on the other hand, and my father, enjoyed teasing me about it. They always tried forcing me to dress more feminine, but after years of being a tomboy and dressing in t-shirts, shorts and jeans, the thought of wearing a dress was unappealing. I enjoyed being able to move around without worrying about the way the skirt or dress looked or how strong the winds were, so I didn't accidently flash anyone while walking. When it was colder out, I liked being able to snuggle into my large sweaters and not worry about freezing to just look good. I liked my hoodies, my fuzzy socks, and baggy sweats. Even though my hair was long, I never do anything within, except tie it back.

That was why I was often mistaken for male in school. I didn't have the money for a proper uniform, so I was given permission to wear slacks, a white buttoned up shirt and a solid colour sweater. So long as I kept my marks up, I was given leeway for my appearance or lack thereof.

Now in my last year of school, I was starting to focus on what I wanted to do with my life. I knew I wanted to do something involving children, but I was having a hard time pinpointing what would suit me best. Because I was more introverted than I probably needed to be, I hadn't made any friends while in school, I had many acquaintances and I knew a lot of people, but none of them were close. Partially because I was an honor student among the elite, but I also had a hard time opening myself up to others outside of my family.

I was a drop of ordinary inside a chaotic and complicated system, which was Ouran. As an honor student, I was an anomaly among society's elite. But considering I kept to myself and only interacted with others to tutor them when needed, I was extraordinarily uneventful. I was quiet and respectful, dutiful, and reserved. In the two years I had been at the school, nothing had ever changed my pattern, and I thought it would be the same for this year too…

But I was wrong...

So very wrong.