To the outside world, Ouran academy was simply a school for the rich and royal but reality was much harsher than that. It was a school for demons of all types and any human smart enough to get past the entrance exams quickly and without fail flunked out. Takashi Morinozuka sat in the schools third music room currently used by the Host Club Tamaki had started. His cousin, Mitsukuni, was absent due to some urgent business with his father. As for Takashi, he just wanted the day to be over. He needed something to drink, so much so that when club was over, he all but bolted from the room.

"Ne, Mori-senpai," began one twin. "You feelin okay?" finished the other.

"Ah. Just thirsty is all." I said as I left. I just kept walking looking for someone to drain. His thirst was burning him from the inside out. He didn't even realize he had walked straight into the bad part of town. He was about to turn around when he heard a girl shout.

"No please! That is all the food I can afford this week!" The girl was pushed back by a group of thugs, laughing as they dumped out her groceries.

She wasn't stunning in the way demons were, not dripping with Charm to make her flawless to any who saw her. Her hair was waist length and a straight brown, shiny and smelling faintly of roses. Her eyes were the same chocolate brown as her hair but they were flat and cloudy; unseeing. Further proven as she pushed herself up and attempted to gather what little she could by feeling the grimy alley floor, the thugs laughing harder as she pulled a piece of trash over to her. Her clothes consisted of well worn boots and black socks that came up over her knees with very ripped up shorts, with a yellow tank top and denim jacket to keep out the autumn chill. All of it was smeared with dirt and other stains that even from where Takashi stood could smell the faded copper tang of dried blood. But even with how dirty and obviously poor she was, he thought her beautiful and brave.

They threw her into the wall where she slid to the ground, being a demon he heard the bones shift into a sprain. Then the scent of freash blood hit me like a ton of bricks. She was bleeding, and I wanted to drink from her pale, slender neck. I stepped forward and knocked one guy through the wall on the other side of the alley. The others rushed me, even without my demonic speed, my years of martial arts made quick work of them. I turned to the girl against the wall behind me, kneeling down to see her face. Up close she was even more breath taking with a beautiful face of pale, flawless skin with a flush of color in her cheeks. Her large brown eyes held an innocence that was beguiling, with hair cascading down her back. She stared back, seemingly as speechless as he was.

"Are you hurt?" he asked. She shook her head as I helped her stand; she put weight on her hurt ankle and yelped. I sighed and picked her up bridal style. He needed to get her home, before any other demons of the night preyed upon her.

"Ah, sir? I am alright to walk." she said, her voice was nearly angelic. Something a demon would never know about.

"Hmm." I replied. "Where do you live?" I asked. She gave me the turn by turn directions until we came to her house. I brought her upstairs of her apartment building and set her down to place her key in the lock.

"Thank you sir! My name is Haruhi. Haruhi Fujioka." she said with a smile.

"Takashi Morinozuka." I left her alone before I did something I might have regretted. I kept walking looking for someone to take the edge off my thirst. I found a prostitute, she was already one drugs so she wouldn't scream. Oh yes, she will do nicely. I thought as I brought her to a back alley.

Haruhi did not know what to think of the stranger who was so quiet but fought for her when he might have gotten hurt. She walked inside her apartment to find her father drunk and passed out on the floor, cuddling a liquor bottle under his chin. She knelt by his side, coaxing him awake but the response she got was a vicious backhand to the cheek. Her father stood there screaming and hitting her, eventually going to bed on his own. Haruhi lay there all night long. She had a job interview she could not be late for in the morning. She settled into a fitful sleep, one that she was woken from by more beatings. So that when she woke up the next morning before her father, she had more bruises to cover on her face than she had makeup. Haruhi did the best she could before she walked silently out of the house. It was Sunday, so there wasn't any school. Not that that was a problem for Haruhi, since she hadn't gone to school in about ten years.

The house was a large, old dojo style. The guy who was going to hire her stood outside the gate in the afternoon sunlight. She ran up to him, hoping that her hair was covering most of her bruises on her face. Even though she was blind and only saw complete darkness, she had a heightened sense of awareness. A sixth sense that made her acutely aware of everything around her down to the amount of space something was away from her. Though she couldn't tell what he was wearing, she guessed him to be at least six foot four. I fidgeted with the hem of my hopefully unnoticeably dirty yellow tank top.

"Mr. Morinozuka, am I late? I am so sorry if I am." I said panting. He waved me inside the gate.

"Nonsense. You are right on time. Now you will be my eldest son's maid, let's see if he is in his room with his friends." He laughed as he took me through the large home. We stopped in front of a large space that looked more like another house all together. I think my eyes widened as sound waves bounced off of it to give me a general idea of exactly how big it was.

"This is it. Takashi!" he yelled. The man very similar in height to the one who saved her last night opened the sliding door to reveal him and his friends.

"Ah." Takashi said. He even sounded like her knight in shining armor. She thought.

"There you are, my boy, this is your new maid. She starts today so have fun you two." Takashi's father said as he walked off. That was it? No questions about my references or skills?

I stood there speechless again. There she was, the girl he saved and had to fight so hard not to drain. She looked at me, or rather near my direction, and smiled. Even though she was wearing the same clothes from the night before she was still very beautiful and she still smelled like roses. Mitsukuni jumped out of the room and right into her arms. Though Hunni only weighed about one-ten, when he threw his weight around it felt more like five hundred. His usual happy and overly cute self.

"Hi there! You can call me Hunni! What's your name?" my cousin asked her.

"My name is Haruhi Fujioka, Master Hunni." she said wincing a little. Hunni was chatting away at her, but she never moved her head to look at him. Hikaru poked his head out, wondering the same thing I was.

"Hey maid, why are you staring at Mori-senpai?" he asked. she giggled.

"Forgive me, friends of my master but I can't stare or even look at anyone because I can't see to do so." she said as if she was talking about the weather. Hikaru gasped and sat back, a sad look on his face. Her watch started beeping, she felt around it to find the off button for the timer.

"It appears to be lunch time. Would you like me to make you and your friends something Master Morinozuka?" She asked.

"Just Takashi, I will take you to the kitchen." I said as Hunni climbed up my shoulders, the others following. As we were walking she almost tripped several times. She kept saying that it wouldn't happen as often when she learned the layout of the house. I brought her into the kitchen; she seemed right at home here.

"Well, what would you all like?" she asked tying her hair back as she turned to look near us, though she always knew where they where. I frowned at the slight bruises that marred her face and what I could see of her chest.

"Rice balls sound yummy." Hunni said, we all agreed. She began making rice balls with ease. Feeling the cabinets and smelling the right spice she needed. Within twenty minutes she served us rice balls and tea to go with it. Everyone grabbed one except for her; I placed one in her hand.

"Eat." I told her. She smiled and ate. When she finished eating she ran to the main house for some cleaning supplies. She had been gone for a long time I felt myself grown worried.

"Hey Takashi, Haru-chan's been gone awhile huh?" Hunni said.

"Ah" I answered.

"Let's go find her." Tamaki suggested. I think he has a thing for my new maid. I thought. We made our way to the front gate where the main house was. She was standing in front of a man who appeared to be very angry. She was holding something to her chest and looking at the ground. I took a step forward, only to have Mitsukuni stop me.

"If it's someone she knows, we shouldn't get involved." Hunni said and I agreed until he backhanded her hard enough to knock her to the ground. Hunni dropped my hand as he saw that, we ran forward. Kyoya was checking to see if she was alright, I bared my fangs at him. He dared touch what was mine and I should kill him for it. To my surprise he bared his right back at me, but then I was so angry that I only now recognized the smell of dog on him.

"Get out of my territory Wolf!" I hissed.

"My daughter is here, Vampire. And I will go where I want." He spat back. I looked at Haruhi, who was unconscious at the time, and smelled. She wasn't a wolf, didn't smell right to be one.

"Your daughter that you just knocked out?" Kaoru snarled, his demon wings unfurling.

"So? She should know better than to backtalk to me." He glared, his eyes were glassy from being drunk. Hikaru's wings also unfurled, both ready to attack. Haruhi came too, grabbing her head in pain.

"Father, I am so sorry I forgot to wake you up before I left. Please forgive me?" she ran over to him with her head bowed. Fully expecting to be hit. He gave her a hug and kissed her head.

"I know you are baby, don't stay out to late." He said as he walked off and she waved as he left.

Takashi's blood started to boil, her father had just attacked her and she was smiling. On the upside having a blind maid made it certain he didn't have hide in his room to keep her from seeing his glowing red eyes. Although if I didn't leash my temper I was going to run that man down and kill him. Haruhi got to the ground and started moving her hands everywhere. A worried look on her face. One of the twins picked up a blue box that looked like one to hold jewelry.

"Haruhi is this what you're looking for?" he asked placing it in her hands. She lit up the moment she ran her hands over it.

"Oh thank you, Master Kaoru!" she said holding it tightly, is if it was going to disappear if she didn't. Kaoru looked surprised, even without sight she told them apart. Kaoru grabbed her hand to help her up. The moment he touched her a spark of electricity knocked him back. Leaving a very deep dent in my wall. Hikaru ran to his brother, as did we all.

"Master Kaoru are you alright?" Haruhi asked.

"Yeah I'm fine Haruhi, no worries." He laughed.

"You are lying. Let me see your hand." She said as she took it. She flipped it over palm side up to reveal a bloody line run the length of it. She dug around in her dress pocket and pulled out a first aid kit. She poured antiseptic on it and wiped away the dirt.

"It's okay Haruhi. I will heal in a day or two." Hikaru said.

"I have heard of fast healers but a cut like this? I don't believe you." She said wrapping it up.

"Haruhi your dad is a wolf, he would heal in a day from a scratch like that." Kyoya said. She didn't even register that he had spoken to her.

"Satoshi wait!" My father yelled.