• "So, Mr.Kinmichi was it?"


    "Yes sir."


    "I see that your status and grades are quit excellent. More than my expectation."


    I smiled genuinely." Thank you, Principal Suoh."


    Forty eight year old, Yuzuru Souh. Patriarch of the Suoh family, and also the father of Tamaki Suoh.


    "Alright, I think everything is set." Principal Suoh said in satisfaction. He stood up from his chair the same time I did, and we both shook hands in finality.


    "Welcome to Ouran Private Academy, Alexander Kinmichi."


    "I am honored to be here." I lightly said.


    Only those with a excellent social status and those from filthy rich family's who are lucky enough to spend their time here in the elite private school , Ouran Academy. It is said, the Ouran Host club, is where the schools handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran Academy for the rich and beautiful.


    But one in particular, a commoner, should I say, have entered this school with high level academics. I wonder. I thought.


    "Well that just added another one." I said to myself. Smiling devilishly.


    This one school. Filled with crystallized chandeliers, Japanese fine proceline vases, lavish style marble walls, and satin drapes hung above the extended windows throughout the hallways, will be any ordinary commoners' dream school. As I step through the sleek gradient tile floors, I slowly trace my fingers along the walls intricate designs, and soak in the presence of reality.


    I let out a low sigh.


    "First period." I murmur, while stopping at the front door. I let my face form into boredom, and enter the room. The room once was filled with bickering and murmurs begins to silence when my presence reach the room. Then I knew what I had predicted was right.


    The stares, the gawking, and the gossip will begin.


    "Who's he?" One girl said to the girl next to her.


    I examined her at the corner of my eyes as I walk across the room. Sixteen year old, Kushika Wataru. Daughter of the Rea estate Father, Augoi Wataru, and Mother of Maria Wataru.


    "I don't know, but isn't he kinda cute?" The other girl, who looks like Kushika's friend said.


    Aneka Kuno, sixteen years old. Founder of the rich president of the computer company, Futatsu Kuno.


    These people are too easy to read. I thought.


    "Where would you like me to sit, Ms. Kyuki." I said before the teacher could. She gawked at me for five minutes straight before coming back to reality.


    "Anywhere you like, uh...."


    "Alexander Kinmichi." I let out a smile. I watch as she was taken aback.


    Bingo.


    "U-uh...yes. H-have a seat, Alexander." She stammered.


    I walk to my seat, and settle down. Now, all I need to do is wait.

    * * * *


    The final bell rung, and I turn my attention towards the door. The color of his hair entered along with the rest of his body, and my mind instantly flashes back.


    "You'll watch over him for me, won't you?" Her voice ringed inside my head.


    "With my life." My words were quick, no hesitation, but now. When I see those eyes again. It reminded me of her.


    "Looks like we've got a new student."


    I snapped back, and stared up at the person who spoke. He was in front of me, with his arms cross over his chest. A genuine smile is plastered on his lips.


    "My name is Tamaki Suoh." The boy introduces himself, and offered his hand."And who might you be?"


    I stared at him, then spoke. "Alexander Kinmichi."


    I shook his firm hand.


    Tamaki Suoh, age seventeen, son of Yuzuru Suoh, and also the one I've been looking for.