Hello everyone! This is my first fan fiction and I'm really excited about it. I feel like Honey is one of the most interesting characters from OHSHC and he isn't done enough. So I made one!

Also, this mostly follows the anime but I take some liberties here and there because you know. Its fanfiction so I can.

Obviously, I do not own anything except my OCs. Its a sad day, indeed.

Reviews and such is appreciated! Thanks in advance for reading!

I looked up at the large and ornately decorated school and sighed. Ouran Academy, the place I would be stuck in for the next two years. Probably bored out of my mind. I had never attended an actual school before. I've been privately tutored most of my life.

This is not going to be fun, I thought to myself as I pulled the front part of my waist length brown hair back into a clip. At least I convinced the headmaster not to make me wear that hideous unif- SLAM!

I had been so occupied with my thoughts and hair, I had walked straight into a wall. Except it wasn't a wall, because as I fell backwards an arm reached forward, grabbing my wrist and steadying me.

I looked up to see the tallest boy I had ever seen in my life.

My mouth dropped open. "Holy crap, you're GIANT!" I exclaimed with my usual tact. The boy just stared at me and for a second I was worried he would be mad at me, but then I saw his eyes. He had kind eyes. Oh. I also realized I had exclaimed in English.

"Oops," I giggled as I switched to Japanese, "Sorry for bumping into you. And sorry for saying you're a giant. Sometimes my mouth speaks before my brain can catch up."

The boy made some sort of 'hm' noise, which I took as a "No problem, I get that all the time."

I grinned up at him. "To be fair, you could just be normal sized and I'm so short you just seem giant to me."

I heard a light giggle coming from somewhere behind him. Then a small blonde haired boy stuck his head around to face me. I realized he had been piggy-backing on the bigger boy the whole time.

"But Takeshi IS tall! He's the tallest in our class!" the little boy exclaimed. The tall, dark haired boy, Takeshi, made a noise that resembled confirmation. I raised my eyebrow. 'our' class? How old is this kid? Not that I'm one to judge…

I shrugged. "So, it's not just me then. Good to know." I cocked my head to the side. "You two wouldn't happen to know where Class 2-A is, would you? I don't think I'll ever find my way around in there." I swept my hand in the direction of the school.

The blonde one jumped down and landed in front of me. Up close, I could see that he wasn't much taller than me. Maybe an inch, at most. I pushed away my annoyance. Is there NO ONE shorter than me?! Anyways. At first glance, given his size and the fact that he was holding a pink bunny in one arm, you'd think he was in elementary school. Adding to this impression would be the overall adorable aura that surrounded him. Seriously. He actually had pink flowers floating around his head. How does he DO that?!

But then I saw his eyes. If you hadn't noticed, I enjoy looking at people's eyes. They tell you so much more about a person than their behavior. He had deep golden brown eyes and they seemed much older than the rest of him. They had a maturity about them that I recognized immediately. I could almost believe he was in high school.

Until he spoke.

"We know where that is! That's Tama-chan's and Kyo-chan's class! Are you a new student? You're not wearing the uniform." He was smiling a huge, adorable smile. I know I've already said adorable. But really. I almost died from the onslaught of cute.

I blinked once to focus. Instead of the strongly suggested Ouran female uniform, I was wearing a knee length, dark blue dress with three-quarter length sleeves and a scoop neckline. I even had the Ouran emblem sewed onto the right shoulder. Underneath the dress, I had a white button up shirt with the top button undone. A slim black belt and ballet slippers completed the outfit. "I am a new student, but I refused to wear that hideous yellow color. Blue suits me much better. The headmaster said as long as I was dressed appropriately, I could wear what I wanted." He also insisted that I needed to be cute and feminine in whatever I wore, but I left that part out.

The young (looking) boy smiled again. Actually, he hadn't stopped smiling. So I guess he just continued to smile. "That's great! You look really cute! Doesn't she, Takeshi?" Another 'hm'.

I blushed slightly at their praise. "Thank you…" I mumbled as I stepped back to but some room between me and the blonde one.

If it were possible, his grin got wider. "My name is Mitsukuni Hanninozuka and this is Takeshi Morinozuka! You can call us Honey and Mori, everyone does! We're third years here."

I smiled back at him (it was really hard not to, his happiness was contagious) "It's very nice to meet you Honey-sempai, Mori-sempai. I'm Hana Lee. You can call me Hana." Mori nodded while Honey gushed "That's such a pretty name, Hana-chan!" Then he held up the bunny he had been holding for me to inspect. "This is Usa-chan! Do you want to hold him?"

I reached up to grasp the bunny and as I did, Honey's eyes grew huge. "Oh my gosh!" He practically yelled as I began to cuddle Usa-chan. What? I love stuffed animals. They're CUTE. "You-! You're SHORTER than me!"

I laughed at his revelation and excitement. "I'm shorter than everyone, Honey-sempai, not just you! And you only beat me by an inch!" I reminded him.

He laughed happily and grabbed my hand. "But I've never met anyone close to my age who wasn't taller than me! Come on, Hana-chan, me and Takeshi will take you to your classroom." He started dragging me toward the school as Mori followed behind us, a silent shadow.

As we weaved through the hallways of the school we were often stopped by girls greeting Honey and Mori with squeals and hearts in their eyes. Well, they were good looking. Of course they would have a fan club. I remembered something Honey had said earlier.

"Honey-sempai? Do you have friends in my class? You mentioned someone earlier…" Honey started jumping up and down. "Yeah! Tama-chan and Kyo-chan! They're in the same club as me and Takeshi! I'll introduce you when we get there!"

"Great! What club are you all in?" I asked. Honey glanced over his shoulder. "The Host Club! Its lots of fun!" What the heck is a host club? I didn't get a chance to ask because we had arrived at my classroom. Honey didn't even give me a chance to prepare myself, instead dragging me directly in front of the desks of two (beautiful) boys. One had bright blonde hair, lighter than Honey's, and violet eyes. The other was raven-haired, with glasses that caught the light to shield his eyes. What a creeper, to hide behind his glasses like that.

"Tama-chan, Kyo-chan, I want you to meet Hana-chan! She's transferring into your class! It's her first day, so be nice to her, k?"

The blonde one stood up and did a graceful bow. "Princess Hana, it is a pleasure to meet you, my dear. I am Tamaki Suoh and am so very grateful for the opportunity to meet someone as lovely as you." As he finished this speech, he took my hand in his and brought it to his lips. "For Honey-sempai to bring you directly to us can only mean you are a beautiful rarity indeed."

I giggled. His eyes! They were so honest! Bless him, he meant every word he said. What a beautiful idiot. As an act of camaraderie, I took my hand from his and curtseyed. "The pleasure is all mine, Prince Tamaki. I am ever so thankful for our meeting." I glanced up and smiled at the surprised look on his face. "However, I believe Honey-sempai is kind enough to help any new student should they ask for help. And the only thing 'beautifully rare' about me, is that I happen to be shorter than him." I winked.

The next thing I knew I was enveloped in a bone crushing hug. My legs dangled helplessly a few feet from the floor. "Honey! She's so cute! We simply MUST introduce her to the others!"

I gasped. "Tamaki… I can't..."

"Tamaki. You are suffocating the poor girl. Put her down. NOW." The one with the glasses – Kyo-chan, by process of elimination – ordered his over exuberant friend. I was immediately put back on the floor. "Oh! I'm so sorry Hana! Please forgive me!" He wailed. "Are you ok, Hana-chan?" Honey asked worriedly. I patted Tamaki's arm as I tried to catch my breath. "Its ok, Tama-kun, you were just excited." I was used to over exuberance from my brother. I glanced at the glasses boy.

He pushed his glasses further up his nose. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Lee. I am Kyoya Ootori. I hope you enjoy your time here at Ouran." I cocked my head to the side as I looked at him. He was so much more formal than his friends. And a little scary. How did he know my name?

I felt a tug on my sleeve. I turned around to look at Honey. "It's time for us to go to class now, Hana-chan. I hope you have a great first day!"

"Thanks! And thanks again for bringing me here," I said, a little disappointed. It's too bad we're not in the same class. I really liked them.

Maybe Honey noticed, because he laughed as he climbed up to Mori's shoulders. "Don't worry Hana-chan! We'll see you again! Bye! See you later Tama-chan, Kyo-chan!" and with that they were gone.

I glanced at my phone. Even after all of that, we still had about 10 minutes before class actually started. Glad I had decided to come early. I turned back to the two boys, Tamaki smiling widely at me and Kyoya reading a book. "Excuse me, Tama-kun? Could you tell me which desks don't belong to anyone?" He immediately took both my hands in his. "Why, Princess Hana, if it would please you, you may have my desk. It is the least I can do after my behavior earlier." He then struck a pose with his hand against his forehead. "A man must own up to his mistakes and take his punishment. It is a burden we must bare…" as he looked off into the distance, I understood that he would be no help. I turned to Kyoya. I placed my hands on his desk and leaned toward him.

"What about you, Kyoya? I'd bet my lunch YOU know which seats aren't taken." He glanced up at me with a smirk. "As a matter of fact, Miss Lee, the seat directly behind Tamaki has just been vacated. The previous occupant's family just moved to China for business."

I smiled. "Great! Thanks Kyo-kun!" As I squeezed between the two of them I placed my hand on his shoulder so he would look at me. As he did, I made a point to see his eyes were a dark grey color, like storm clouds. I gave him a small smile. "and please, call me Hana. Miss Lee makes me feel old." He nodded and I sat down in the seat behind Tamaki.

I still had a few minutes, so I pulled out my sketchbook. I love drawing. As I watched Tamaki and Kyoya discuss something about club that afternoon – cosplay? What kind of club is this? – I began drawing the dramatic pose Tamaki had done earlier. It didn't take me long, I was just doing some line work, not anything fancy. As I added some sparkles around his head, I heard a gasp being me.

I looked up to see a girl with short dark hair and big watery green eyes. "Is that… is that Tamaki?" She whispered in reverence. I blinked. She looked so… mesmerized. I twisted around in my seat to give her a better look. "Yeah, he struck this pose earlier. I thought it was so dramatic, I just had to draw it." I chuckled. The girl had started to reach for the drawing unconsciously and stopped, her hands halfway extended towards my sketchbook. I cocked my head to the side. "Would you like it? It's just a quick sketch."

Her eyes grew big. "Could I?!" she squealed. I laughed and ripped the page from my book. "Of course you can! I offered, didn't' I?" I handed it to the girl and I thought she was going to have an aneurism just holding it.

I offered her my hand. "I'm Hana Lee, by the way. I just transferred in. It's nice to meet you. I can make you more like that, if you want. I can even make you a better one." I said, pointing to the drawing with my other hand.

She took my hand and practically crushed it in her excitement. "I'm Ritsu Minami! It's so great to meet you! Would you really make me more?!" Before I could answer, the teacher entered the classroom. Time to start. As I spun back around in my seat, I caught Kyoya looking at me intently. I'm not sure what was so interesting, but I gave him a small wave.

The rest of the school day passed without incident, until my free period. I was wandering around trying to find the bathroom. The bathroom closest to my classroom had been so packed with giggling girls that I couldn't even get through the door, so I had gone off in search of another one. I finally spotted one, down the hall, on my right.

As I was walking, someone rushed past me, practically sprinting toward the bathroom. I blinked. Was that a girl, or a guy? It had looked like a guy in some baggy clothes. But they had gone in the girls bathroom, so I suppose it was a girl.

As I walked inside, I heard someone groan from one of the stalls. As I listened, I heard them mumble "Of all days for me to forget a tampon…"

I chuckled. I walked to the stall that I heard the voice from while digging around in my bag. I crouched down and knocked on the door. "Hey there, friend. I couldn't help but hear you." I stuck my hand underneath the door. "Will this help?" I asked. "Oh. Thanks." Her voice was heavy with gratitude as she took the feminine product out of my hand. "No problem, it happens to the best of us."

As I finished my business and washed my hands, I heard the stall door finally open. The girl came around the corner and it took all of my self-control for my jaw not to drop. She had messy brown hair that was sticking in all directions and huge, thick hipster looking glasses dominated her face. Her clothes were drab and baggy, completely obscuring any figure she might have. If I hadn't met her under these circumstances, I would have thought she was a guy at first glance.

"Thank you again, I really appreciate it. I hate not being prepared."

I smiled at her. "You're welcome, really." When she finished washing her hands I put my hand out for a handshake. "I'm Hana Lee, a second year. It's my first day. If you don't mind me asking, how did YOU get out of wearing the uniform?" She shook my hand in a confident grip. "Haruhi Fujioka. It's my first day also, only I'm a first year. And I didn't really get out of wearing the uniform, I just can't afford it. I'm a scholarship student here."

"Really?!" My mouth did drop open at that. "I've heard that's a really difficult test! Congratulations! You must be super smart!" I could tell I had embarrassed her. Her face got red and she rubbed the back of her head. "I'm not that smart, I just work hard," she said sheepishly.

"Nope!" I said as I looped my arm through hers and walked her down the hallway. "You, my dear, are smart. No doubt about it. It makes me feel better knowing that there's someone else here with an IQ out of the double digits."

She took off her glasses and gave me a look. I could see then that she had beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Right now, they had a 'no-nonsense' look in them. "Hana-sempai, you shouldn't say that. There are plenty of smart people here. They're just not studious." She tries to explain.

We continued to talk as I walked her back to her classroom, chatting about nothing in general. When we separated, we decided to eat lunch together a few days later, after we got used to the school.

"See you then, Haruhi!" I waved as I sprinted back to my classroom. My free period was almost over.

So? Thoughts? Questions? Criticisms?