Chibisensei: Hello and welcome to chapter 1! Nursing school is pretty intense so I've been very busy. I did find time to write this chapter though so reviews would be much appreciated! Also, some of Haruhi's legislation notes are at the end of the chapter so you might want to read that.

Fun fact: The founding father of Ouran Republic was French

Chapter 1: The Arrest of Kyoya Ootori

"There is not one human being in this world that has not sinned. Some have more than others, however, the fact remains the same. Pride, envy, wrath, lust, gluttony, greed, and sloth are the seven most deadly. Make no mistake, religion has no involvement here. It is merely that most crimes, such as murder, rape, robbery, and extortion, extend from the seven deadly sins. As shown statistically, this legislation has-"

Kyoya Ootori put the newspaper he was reading down; yet another government written article to promote the Seven Sin Laws. He shook his head. Although it was true that crime in the Ouran Republic was on a sharp decline, the statistical number of executions and torture-related punishments had skyrocketed. Needless to say, Kyoya loved the current legislation. It wasn't that he found the suffering of others enjoyable; it simply just a business interest. More injuries meant an increased need for medical care and thus more profits for his family's healthcare business. A business, he may add, he had gained enough favor from his father to inherit. The barest hint of a smile curved the 21 year old's lips as he sat back in his office chair. He had to admit the look of shock on his Yuuichi's face at his father's announcement that he would no longer inherit Ootori Medical was amusing. Throughout childhood, Kyoya grew in the shadows of his two older brothers. His brothers had been at the top of their classes; they were charismatic; they were successful; they were…average. But not Kyoya. No. To truly stand out in the business world you have to take a few calculated risks; risks that his brothers would never take. But he would…and he did.

30 year old Fuyumi Shido sighed as she laid flowers on the grave in front of her. Yoshio Ootori the cold stone read. She closed her eyes. Their father had been gone for a year already and it seemed she was the only Ootori sibling that still visited. Sure, their father had been kind of a bastard at times, but he was still their father. She opened her eyes. Considering where and how often Yoshio had worked (as well as his medical knowledge), it was ironic that the patriarch would have a heart attack at home. The medical examiner assured her mother that he had not suffered, but it didn't lessen the shock. That day was a sorrowful day of firsts for her. It was the first day she was without a father. It was the first day she had seen her mother cry. It was the first day she saw her eldest brother, Yuuichi, shed tears in public. It was the first day her second oldest brother, Akito, hugged her. And, it was the first day she heard her younger brother, Kyoya, voice how he really felt towards their father.

FLASHBACK

"Why would I be upset with the inevitable?" Kyoya reasoned coolly. "Until technology provides a solution, death is natural."

"But he was our father!" Fuyumi argued.

Kyoya pushed up his glasses. "By definition," he replied.

END FLASHBACK

Fuyumi brushed off the memories. After she married her husband, her father stopped seeing her as part of the family, but… Fuyumi frowned slightly. Ok, maybe the guy WAS a bastard, but you can't choose your family. Speaking of families… She smiled. Her husband was going to be ecstatic. She closed her eyes. She just hoped her youngest brother would find this kind of happiness one day and realize that money and power weren't what the world was supposed to revolve around...before it was too late. With the Seven Sins Laws in effect and the general population now walking on metaphorical eggshells, the governing body of Ouran Republic was teetering on the edge of madness. Kyoya saw it as profitable, and maybe it was monetarily, but he never attended a public Seven Sin trial. Fuyumi did. She witnessed firsthand how corrupt the courthouse had become. The one on trial had been a neighbor of her and her husband: Benio Amakuza. She hadn't been much older than Kyoya; only 22. However, she was openly flirtatious with other women and didn't bother hiding her dislike of the new (at the time) Seven Sin legislation. It was only a matter of time before her carelessness had sown charges of Lust against her. The verdict was guilty and she didn't survive the sentence. Fuyumi put her hand over her belly. If there was to be any hope for a future, there had to be a revolution.

The Seven Sin laws were, by far, the most evil legislation Ouran Republic's new prosecutor had ever seen. This was not the kind of "justice" Haruhi Fujioka had sworn to uphold in law school. She poured over the thick books again. There had to be something somewhere… Her eyes widened. Ah-ha!

"Did you find something?!" asked Tamaki excitedly.

"I think so," mumbled Haruhi, still reading.

Tamaki squashed Haruhi into a bone-crushing hug. "My daughter is so smart!" he said theatrically. "You make your father so proud!" Dramatic tears of joy poured down his face.

Haruhi struggled out of Tamaki's grasp. "I'm not your daughter and this can classify as harassment."

Tamaki backed away. "Y-you wouldn't put me on trial…would you?" he stuttered, putting a hand over the patch covering his left eye.

Haruhi sighed. "Of course not," she spoke. "I couldn't even if I wanted to." She said the last part under her breath.

Haruhi had been prosecutor for 6 months now. In those 6 months, her near perfect conviction record sent over 45 people to prison for various punishments. 20 of those were sentenced to death. Most that weren't put on death row were defended by defense attorney, Tamaki Suoh. Despite his idiotic nature, Tamaki's theatrics worked great in the courtroom. Unfortunately, those same theatrics also cost him his left eye 1 year before. The loss did not curb his burning passion for the defense table though. In fact, it only intensified it. It was that passion which gave Haruhi the courage to go against her own position to help Tamaki, but not with his cases. Simply exploiting loopholes was useless when the venality extended far beyond the court. Every government law and policy was now infected. Every charge, judgment, and sentence was those of corruption. So many had suffered and, until change occurs, many more will at the hands of Ouran's tyrannical government and its sadistic executioner. Haruhi closed her eyes. And she was the reluctant hand of it. She tried many times to quit, but the Masked Man, Ouran's harsh judge and D.A. of unknown identity, would not have it. The underlying threats of his words made it very clear that she would remain prosecutor. Throwing her cases was not an option in the matter. She opened her eyes. But was there even a chance? She glanced at Tamaki and smiled secretively. He was an idiot, but if anyone could rally support for a rebellion, it was him.

"Ms. Fujioka?" asked a soft voice, bringing Haruhi out of her thoughts.

Haruhi blinked. "Yes?"

The young court clerk placed a manila on the table. "From the District Attorney."

Haruhi nodded. "Thanks." The slight girl bowed politely and left the room.

Tamaki watched Haruhi open the folder and sigh. "Is it serious?" he asked.

"Greed," she stated.

"Well, that's not the worst-"

"5 counts of it," she continued. Tamaki shut his mouth and Haruhi raised her eyes to meet his one.

Tamaki stood up. "I will defend this person! No one deserves to suffer such a terrible fate!"

Haruhi gave her colleague a flat look. "The person has to choose you as counsel, you know."

Tamaki's face fell and he retreated to a dark corner of the room to sulk. Haruhi still couldn't figure out where the mushrooms come from. She looked at the name in the file. Kyoya Ootori.

Kyoya skimmed over the profit figures once more. It seemed they had a .001% decrease from the previous quarter. A small smile graced his features, but not the pleasant kind. It was one his staff had come to dread. It was the "you did well, but not well enough to stay employed by me or anyone else ever again" smile. He adjusted his glasses. He supposed another business meeting was in order. His underlings seemed to need a bit more persuasion. A small knock sounded at the door.

"Mr. Ootori," came the voice of his secretary. "There are some people here to see you."

Kyoya frowned slightly. He had no appointments today. Still, it could be someone important. "Let them in," he answered. The door opened to reveal a familiar young adult dressed in the notorious uniform of the Ouran Special Police.

"And what may I owe the pleasure of this visit Mr. Kuze?" asked Kyoya politely.

Takeshi Kuze threw his former childhood friend a smirk. "I'm here to finally end our rivalry."

Kyoya raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Takeshi walked up to him. "Kyoya Ootori, you are hereby under arrest."

Haruhi's Legislation Notes

Ouran Penal Law 137:1 Lust

The crime of lust shall be defined as "uncontrolled or illicit sexual desire or appetite". 137:1 may be charged if explicit sexual behavior or longing is exhibited in public.

Ouran Penal Law 137:2 Penalties

1. Any explicit public display of lust is punishable by castration and /or sterilization (chemical or physical)

2. If the display of Lust is made in the presence of children, the offender shall be executed in any manner the executioner sees fit.

Ouran Penal Law 137:3 Restrictions

1. The charge of Lust cannot apply if the offender is on their own property

2. The charge of Lust cannot be made if the offender is pre-pubescent

3. The charge of Lust shall be dismissed if the state fails to meet the burden of proof