Chapter 2: The First Encounter and Maybe the Last

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

Cassandra was doodling in her notebook as the teacher taught the class. There was hearts and cute cats, but what seemed to take up most of the space was a name. One little name confused her more than her math class, which she just happened to have a failing grade in. School wasn't the easiest thing for her and took a lot of her time. Time in which she didn't have. Between dinner, work, and chores she barely had time sit down let alone studying.

After school, she started to go home. It was a rainy day, but she loved rainy days. She didn't bring an umbrella even though she knew it was going to rain that day. She loved the feel of rain dancing off her skin and the way it smelled. While everyone was slowing down on a rainy day, she seemed to have twice as much energy.

"Cece?"

She stopped. That name again, it was the same one that haunted her dreams. The same voice, too. It was a hopeful voice. She wanted to respond with the name she had been repeating in her notebook, but she didn't. She slowly turned around.

It was the blond haired boy that had called her that. Once she turned, his smile grew. His eyes were bright and a happy aura surrounded him. It made her happy, for some reason, that he looked so happy.

But the smile soon faded as she spoke. "Who are you?"

"It's me, Cece, Tamaki," He frowned. She wanted to take back what she said. She wanted his smile back.

"I-I'm very sorry," She tried to smile, "but I don't know you."

"I'm your brother, Cassandra," He tried again. She started to become scared. She had never told him her name, but yet he knew it anyway.

She clutched the straps of her bag closer to her chest. The boy, Tamaki, was scarring the young girl. For some reason she started to feel bad, and she did not understand why.

"Sissy!" A younger voice called. It belonged to Ruthie, her sister. Ruthie jumped up and down as she ran to her sister. "I got out early, see! Now I get to spend time with you!"

Cas gave her sister a huge smile, one which made Tamaki's eyes widen. It was her and he knew it. His sister. But why didn't she remember him? He knew that smile. It was once only directed to him, and now it was directed to the other girl, and it made him sick. All of it just made him sick.

"That's great Ruthie," Cas smiled again. She took Ruthie's hand with her own, "But I need you to go home now," Her eyes moved over to Tamaki, "I have something I need to do."

Ruthie looked at the boy and gave her sister a huge smile. I'm glad she made some friends. Maybe now she can be happy. Ruthie thought. She loved her sister, and if this boy helped her become happy, then she would leave them alone. She caught up with some of her friends and walked home.

Cas sighed, her eyes dulling with every step her sister took away from her. It was tiring putting up an act for her, but she always did it. It was her sister, after all. Tamaki's heart almost stopped working as her eyes lost their light. His worst fear was happening and he couldn't do anything about it. She didn't remember him.

"Here," Tamaki took a picture of them and their mother out of his bag, "Take it."

"Mm?" Cas took it, but was weary of it. She held it like it was a bomb that could explode with the slightest touch. In the picture, two young identical children sat on their mothers laps. The girl looked like Cas, and the boy looked like the one in front of her.

"I don't know what they did to you, but I will get you back," He gave her a gently smile, "Cece."

The picture was haunting her dreams. In it, the young girl looked so happy. Was it Cas? No, it couldn't be her. She had a family here, not with him. She finally lost it as she tossed and turned once more. She reached under her pillow case and brought the picture out. Her hands grasped her phone as the light clicked on.

She turned it over. There was a school name and a room on the back written thick with ink. How come she didn't see this before? Her slim fingers traced the letters and the one number. It was calling to her, it seemed, but she didn't want to hear it. She had a family she needed to take care of. She was happy were she was. She didn't need a brother to come into her life. Not now, not ever.

The school name and room-did he expect her to go?

No, she wouldn't.

She slipped the picture into her pillow case before falling back asleep. Her mind was swept into a world of darkness.

Feet battered the floor as a figure tried to find someone, anyone, that could help her. She was in cheap old jeans and a baggy sweatshirt since their was a test that day and she wanted to be comfortable. After school it took her a while to get to the rich school, but she finally got there, only to find no one to help her.

"Ew, a commoner!" A squeaky voice called out. The figure, Cas, looked around.

So, that's what rich people call the poor, huh? She thought. It was funny to her. She knew with one mistake they could be at the bottom on the social class. It didn't angry her, but it did annoy her. If she could just find the voice-

"Do you need help?" An older man spoke as the young girl sighed. Finally someone that could help her.

"Sorry to bother you, but where is the Ouran Host Club?" She asked him.

His eyes widened when she turned to him, but then he gave her a huge smile. "Yes, of course, right this way..."

"Cassandra," She finished his sentence. It was obvious her name surprised him, but she didn't think to much on it.

The man started to lead her the way, making polite conversation along the way. She figured out he was the chairman, which made sense. He had an easy-going personality and knew when to talk and when not to. It was comfortable to be with him, she concluded.

As she was responding to a question, he stopped in front of two large doors. Is this really necessary? Damn rich people.
She thought. The Chairman laughed as he noticed the expression she wore. She looked exactly like his son and the woman he wanted to marry. Why?

Cas pushed open the doors. In they walked and a chorus of voices welcomed them. In the room was a group of boys, the same ones she met before, relaxing around the room.

"Sorry, princess, but the club is closed for today," Tamaki turned to face the doors. When he noticed the man and the girl, his eyes widened. "Father, what are you doing her? Oh, did you bring my dear sister back to me?"

Cas stepped back and bumped into the chairman. Her cheeks burned and she muttered an apology before moving at a respectful distance. Right as she moved away, two identical faces appeared right in front of hers. She squeaked at the closeness, but the two weren't fazed by it.

"Why do you look so much like M'lord?" The two asked.

She frowned, but not because of the question. "Why do you two act so similar? It's like you two want people to not be able to tell you apart."

One of them wore an almost smile as he looked over to his brother. The other twin frowned and it seemed like he was getting angry. The one that wore the almost smile tried to avoided his brother yelling at the girl. "I'm Kaoru and this is Hikaru," His brother seemed to become happier, "and we're the Hitachiin brothers!" They finished together.

"That's nice," Cas smiled at the two. They were really handsome in her mind, and that thought made her flush. But so were the other boys! They were handsome too!

Hands pushed the two brothers away as Tamaki's face came in between them. "Don't lay a hand on my sister!" He exclaimed.

"Sister?" Mostly everyone asked.

"Yeah, she's my sister from back in France. She doesn't seem to remember me, but I know she will. They must have kidnapped brainwashed her! We must go after them!"

Cas tugged her sleeves down farther; It was a habit she seemed to do when she was nervous. "I don't know what you're talking about," She was so frustrated that she didn't know him. If he was her brother, she would would remember him.

"I have to go!" She screamed as she started to run. Feet slapped the pavement as lungs begged for air. Her long, lean legs ached from only running in gym class, which she always seemed to skip. It wasn't that important anyway, right? That was her thought till now. It was a great class for teaching one how to run from their problems.

I'm sorry I don't update very often, but I'm not a motivated person. Hope you enjoyed! Please tell me if there is any problems or confusion.

~Julie