Kuro : I plan on making her hair grow as time goes! Also, this is just some background information about her to allow you to understand her a bit more...

Or was it...Family?

Kurochibara was back at home , deep in thought. About what you ask? The words that the host club said got to her. It plagued her mind emptying everything else. 'Is it possible for us to be like a family...? After all...they do call each other Family members. Kyoya is the mother, Tamaki is the father and so on...Would they include me...? Or is it merely my own thoughts of hope and desire taking over...It's probably that...Since...It's impossible to start regaining my emotions this late...Or is it...?' She couldn't stop thinking about it. The worst part, was that she couldn't understand it. It just warmed up the heart she tries so hard to protect. This made her feel very vulnerable. She stood up from the couch as she realized something, that she has never sat in place this peacefully. She was always being 'bossed around' as others may call it. She was continuously ordered to do chores, not only laundry or dishes or cooking, but selling illegal substances. That's right, her father was a drug dealer, and she had to do the dirty work. Even at school, she is ordered to buy or make lunch for her brother and his group of friends. They would shove all their stress and anger on her. Just for fun and relief. At 'home' wasn't any better.

'Why?' you ask? 'Why do her parents treat her the way they do?'

It's simple, she's not theirs. Not their real child. Nor their relative. Just a little girl they saved from bleeding to death in the middle of the road. They adopted her after an accident that occurred. It was November 3 2001. Her birthday. She was only 3 at the time, yet she managed to survive. No one knows how. So they took her in, and pretended they were such good people in front of the public. However, they truly hated her with a passion that ran deep through their veins.

Once again, we ask the question.

'Why?' you ask, 'What did she do to make them hate her?'

Nothing. She did nothing. The hatred towards her was merely due to her eye color. That's right. She had multicolored eyes. Her left was a beautiful olive green, but her right, is a menacing blood red. So she had begun hating it, blaming it for all the pain she's been put through, hiding it from others by wearing a contact, but most of all, she thanked it.

'Why' you ask, ' Why thank the reason for making her life miserable?'

Well of course! It helped her become who she was now! it raised her to be strong! It taught her the true cruel reality of the world, not only the world, but of humans. The least she could do was thank it. The red eye that brought her here.

'Why?' you ask, 'Why her?'

The final question can not be answered. She still looks for it. Stepping deep into the darkness in hopes of finding the reason, the reason she was born this way,the reason she became this way. Her unknown background doesn't help either. It just limits her access to her own self.

Kurochibara: ...Isn't that...too much info...?
Kuro : Nah! I doubt it! This was only a bit of an introduction to her so think of it as a filler if you want~!
Kurochibara: Me and the plot belong to Kuro nee -san.
Kuro : O.O! Ah! You just called me Nee-san~! Banzaaai~! Banzaaai~! *Gets hit by Kurochibara* Ow~! *Pouts*
Kurochibara: It's Kyoyas turn to do the disclaimer...
Kyoya : Hm. Ouran high school host club and its characters do not belong to nor were created by Kuro.
Kurochibara : Any comments...?
Kyoya : Yes. I say thanks to God that we do not have any relation with Kuro at the moment. *Claps hands together and prays but is soon hit by Kuros poop on a stick* Ouch!
Kuro : That's what you get! Baka!
*Screen turns black.*