(Disclaimer: I do not own anything on Ouran. All I own is the plot and the new characters, Kagura and Peter Partridge.)

Huh… it took me a day to write 5 chapters and the prologue… Wow, not so long… Oh, and I changed a small thing in chapter 1 – I changed her mothers breed from Australian to French. You'll see why soon. Enjoy, and RnR!

Chapter 5

I fell to my knees slowly, shocked, suddenly cold and shivering. "No…" Kyouya fell on his knees in front of me, and put a hand on my shoulder. "This can't happen to me again…" Kyouya didn't say anything. He went to my side, putting one arm around my shoulders. I felt tears in my eyes, and I buried my head into Kyouya's chest, letting the tears flow in shelter. Tamaki walked into the room and looked at the TV screen when he saw me crying.

"We are now in Indonesia, for just yesterday, at approximately 6:30, the plane leading to Australia lost all ignitions and fell to the ground at an incredible speed. No survivors were found, but it was said that Peter Partridge was on the plane also. Locals believe that they saw the infamous Mr Partridge boarding the plane back in Japan, leaving his foster daughter there to continue her schooling—" I crawled over to the TV quickly and shut it off.

"You guys didn't hear any of that last part," I said, wiping away tears from my eyes. Kyouya and Tamaki both stared at me, Kyouya looking confused yet bemused, and Tamaki looking… well, stupid.

"So, that's why you called him by his first name," Kyouya smirked.

I glowered at him, more tears building up in my eyes. "You're a pig," I snarled, storming off to the front door.

"Where are you going?" Tamaki called out.

"Somewhere," I yelled back, "anywhere away from that bastard!"

I slammed the door behind me very hard, and I think I heard something smash. "Ah, that's a designer lamp!" I heard Tamaki scream. I rested my back on the door, wiping away large hunks of tears that fell from my eyes.

After a minute or so, I started to walk away from the large mansion, but I was stopped when I heard someone call me back after exiting the front door. I tried ignoring him, but he took hold of my arm, pulling me back. "I thought you'd still be here," Tamaki smiled down at me. I pulled my arm away from the king of the club, and turned back around, giving him my back. "Please, don't be so hard on Kyouya," he said. "He may be a smart-ass at some times, but he's much more than that. He's much more different to what you might think of him."

"Ooh, yeah, he's way different to what I thought of him," I said sarcastically, turning to him. "He's even worse to what I imagined!"

Tamaki sighed. "Don't take this the wrong way," Tamaki said, putting a hand on my shoulder, "but it would have been fine if you told us that you were an orphan."

"'We' being… you and Kyouya, right?" I stared dully at him.

He shook his head. "Also, the twins from your class, Haruhi, and two other senpais you have yet to meet."

"So, that makes 7…"

"7?" he repeated.

"Yeah, 7 PIGS," I spat.

Tamaki sighed and put his hand on my shoulder again. I pulled away. "What you said about the club before," he said, changing the subject, "it's all completely wrong."

"Oh, right, and now you're going to tell me that you're still a virgin," I rolled my eyes.

"Well, actually, no, but that's not the point."

"Well, what is then, King-Boar?"

He crossed his arms. "Your foster father has just died, and you are only thinking about the unfortunates it brings to the women, but we will take care of you, in place of your father."

I glared at him dully, and turned my head away. "I don't need help from you or anyone from your club," I growled.

"But they could take you away–"

"And if they do? That's just one other club I can get rid of."

"That is it!" Tamaki snapped. I turned to him quickly, and saw the front door open, inside standing Kyouya, watching. "I will not allow you to speak in that manner of my family!" he snapped. "I have worked hard to make this club what it is – you haven't even seen what it looks like on the inside, so there's nothing you can say about it! All you've seen is what people in other schools do, but our club is nothing like those cheap ones. Our 7 handsome men have larger things to deal with in their lives, and you're treating them as trash before even meeting them. I hear that you had gotten some feelings about my son, Haruhi, but once you found out that HE was part of the host club, you pushed him off the edge of a cliff."

"Like I care," I grumbled.

Tamaki took hold of my arm and pushed me into the house. "Hey, get off me!" I yelled. "Let go of me!"

He didn't let go until I was fully inside of the house, pointing to the TV. "Your foster father has just died, and if the authorities don't find anything in his will that belongs to you, you will be sending you to another family."

"Actually, no," I shook my head. "See, I've been living with Pete for about 2 years now, and it's a law that once you hit 16, you don't have to go back to the orphanage every time you're let go," I pursed my lips.

"You don't?" he asked.

"No," I shook my head.

He turned his view to Kyouya who nodded. "After they hit the age 16, they are allowed to roam free," Kyouya said, "taking EVERYTHING that was left by their most previous foster parents – even if the will doesn't say so."

"Woah, really…?" I blinked.

I looked down at the TV and a picture of Pete was being shown, and tears fell from my eyes again. Tamaki hugged me, letting me burry my head into his chest this time – did I mention that he had put a white singlet shirt on?

"Tamaki, I'm leaving," Kyouya said tonelessly and walked away to the front door.

"I'll see you soon then," Tamaki waved sternly as I cried into his chest. For some reason, Tamaki was the only one I liked so far… Sure, he was a stupid git, but he was caring, and it didn't seem like he took granted of women, and for some strange reason, it felt like I knew him from somewhere…

He sat me on the couch and asked one of the maids to make us both a cup of hot-chocolate. A few minutes later, while we waited for the hot-chocolate, I felt his arm release me (I was resting on his chest), sending me in a sit-right position.

At the door of the lounge room stood Tamaki's father…

"Yes, father?" Tamaki said, standing. They both seemed to have stern looks on their faces – like father like son, they always say.

"You've heard the news?" he asked.

Tamaki nodded.

"Then you know that she is no-longer to be in our care," he said. I think my heart stopped beating at that point.

"Wait, I can't stay here anymore?" I asked, standing.

"Only one family is open to let free orphans into their home," he smiled at me.

"No, father, please," Tamaki pleaded. "They won't take her away. Let her stay."

Tamaki's father looked down at me, back to Tamaki, back to me, and smiled. "I was hoping you'd say that," he said to his son. "There is only one way for her to stay here."

"How…?" I asked, desperately.

He smirked. "I must adopt you to be my daughter," he said simply, and I think Tamaki's heart stopped beating along with mine at the same time.

"Adopt…" Tamaki twitched.

"…Me…?" I twitched along with him.

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HOPE YOU ENJOYED THAT CHAPTER!! ALL 5 OF THESE CHAPTERS AND THE PROLOGUE WERE PUT UP BEFORE THE END OF THE DAY

WISH ME LUCK PEOPLE, BECAUSE I'M GOING ON A QUEST TO TRY AND STAY AWAKE FOR 48 HOURS!! SO FAR, IT'S ONLY 24, SO ANOTHER 24 AND I CAN FINALLY GO TO SLEEP!! WO0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0!!

Well, hope you all have good sleeps… I know I'm not going to, but that doesn't mean you guys won't either, so good night, sleep tight, and dream of beautiful me tonight

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