Okay Grey's turn! This one will be shorter than the rest but after this it's back to the main story! Yay! Anyways, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High Host Club. I do, however, claim ownership of my OC(s) and plot.

Hey, I'm Grey Locke. In my world, people only have two rules to follow. One is don't touch my cousin, Eyrie. Two is don't make a pass at my cousin. Punishment for both of these is a beating. Unless she says so, no breaking the rules. Ire means the world to me.

When I was little, Eyrie and I met by chance. My mother kept me away from her my entire life so it was my first time meeting her. I never knew why until Mom came to pick me up from school and saw us playing. She started screaming and pulling me away forcefully, screeching "Satan's spawn!". She had started tossing the holy water that she kept on a crucifix necklace on Eyrie. Naturally I didn't know what to do so I burst into tears causing my mother to become more hysterical.

"This is your fault! One of your demons is trying to enter his body isn't it? Satan!"

Eyrie had tried to reach out to comfort me, her tiny face filled with pain and confusion. That moment had always been etched in my mind. I'll never forget the tears that spilled down her face when my father, a local preacher, rushed over to help my mother who was being subdued by one of the teachers. He had grabbed Eyrie by the shoulders and slammed her to the ground.

When we got home Dad tied me to a chair. I didn't know what was happening but Mom said they were "exorcising the demons". I had been so scared. Later that night, Aunt Willow came by and fought with Mom and Dad.

"It is a man's God given right to discipline others! I also have more authority since I'm a man!" Dad kept repeating.

It was awhile before Aunt Willow left. I later learned that my parents tried to get Eyrie kicked out of school for but were brushed off. After that Mom watched me like a hawk and Dad practiced his "God given right". As I grew older, there seemed to be less and less I could do about this.

Willow and Eyrie took care of me but Eyrie was the only one I could bare to tell about my father's regular beatings. She would hold me and let me cry, never saying a word to her mom because I asked her not to. We didn't get a lot of time together but we were closer than most. She introduced me to people and I went into sports because she convinced me that I didn't have to worry about what other people thought.

It was bound to happen eventually. My baseball team had just won the big game and I snuck behind the bleachers to have a few minutes to talk to Willow and Eyrie. We were hugging and laughing when we heard a scream. My mom had wandered by to get to the parking lot.

"You?! Get away from him! Get away! How dare you! Satan! I cleanse you!" She went into hysterics and my dad came over to drag me to the car. Aunt Willow had started towards me as soon as she saw his rough treatment but seemed to think better of it. After we got home I was tied to a chair once more. I was terrified and started yelling when my father began hitting me with a branch soaked in holy water. Tears leaked out of my eyes and I vaguely heard my parents praying as my screams grew.

"Drop the weapon!"

My parents jumped and I lifted my head to see the door had been kicked in to reveal Willow, Eyrie, and the town sheriff. Eyrie ran over to me and started undoing the knots, barely able to see through her tears.

"Don't cry...please..." I whispered hoarsely. She finally managed to get my hands undone and she knelt in front of me with a determined look. Our parents were coming to blows around us but we ignored it. Eyrie held out her pinky.

"From now on I promise that you will never be alone. I will keep you with me wherever I am and we will always be there for each other. We will always protect one another. We'll tell each other everything. No secrets. Promise?"

I linked my pinky with her's and silently cried.

"They won't every take you away again." She whispered as she lead me out of the house.

After that custody went to Aunt Willow, or Mama as I started calling her. I only saw my parents occasionally, in passing. With Mama I was free to be whoever I wanted to be. I didn't have to hold back or feel helpless anymore. It was amazing.

"Hey Grey." I looked over the top of my book to see Eyrie zoning out, her homework already done. "Let's start a band."

I scoffed. "A band. Us? How would we form a band?"

The same way Mama and her friends did. Jeremy can play drums, I can play guitar, and you can sing. We just have to figure out how to find another guitarist."

I pretended to think it over for a a long while. Eyrie grinned and threw a paper ball at me. We laughed.

"Alright. I'm in. But we better look awesome. I'm not going out there if I don't look awesome."

"So you'll really do it?"

"Yea I really will!"

"Ok then." She smiled excitedly. She held out her pinky to me. "It's a promise then?"

I gently hooked a pinky around her's. "It's a promise."

Alright guys how did you like it? Sorry about the long wait! I have been busier than usually lately. I know this one is a little short but there wasn't as much to tell! Anyway, Thanks for reading!