I know it's been a long time since I updated A.B.I.(which sounds really damn cool B). ) but I had a crap-ton of writer's block (and laziness :I ).

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Thank you AGIAN, axylurvesu for beta reading this for me! lol

DISCLAIMER: I do not own OHSHC. If I did, there would be more angst. Not a lot, just enough to make you cry every now and again. It would be insanely awesome.

I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. Sure the color was hideous but for some reason today, that didn't bother me. Not a damn bit.

I adjusted the long yellow sleeves of my new Ouran high school uniform so it would be comfortable. I was finally an Ouran academy student. I closed my eyes and sighed, in relaxation for once. I didn't have to worry about Benio or Chizuzu or Hinako or any other crazed fan girl riding my ass or stalking me. I could cry out of sheer happiness! But I won't, 'cause that's gay.

When I heard my bedroom door open, I didn't turn away to see who it was. I already knew.

Tetsuya walked to my side, smiling at me through the reflection, "It looks very nice on you, Milady!"

"Thanks Tetsuya. The dress isn't actually that bad," I admitted, turning side to side to see my uniform at different angles, "but I'm not crazy about the stockings. They're giving me a wedgie…" I mumbled bluntly as I adjusted my snow white stockings from my thigh. A sweat drop formed at the back of Tetsuya's head.

"Oh Milady," he sighed halfheartedly. He knew I didn't like to wear anything tight, that's why my wardrobe consisted of mostly baggy clothing. But the uniform came in the mail, courtesy of Konya Ootori, whose name (along with the other Host Club member's) I learned yesterday after that little St. Lobelia episode. The package came a few hours after I got home, containing my new class schedule, the required dress, tights and shoes.

After I finished getting dressed, I went to the front door and slipped on my shoes before heading out. Ritsu had already left without me; I didn't know what for but I also didn't care enough to ask. Anyway, the men greeted me with their usual farewell in unison, but today it also included confetti being thrown at me and calls of good luck. What a bunch of loveable idiots.

Once I got to school, I made a B-line to my Homeroom. And since this school mostly divides all of their students by social class or grades, I was put into class 3-B. Hey, I may be in a Yakuza family but I'm not an idiot, how else do you think I got into St. Lobelia? And just like all the other times in my life, I was being constantly stared at and picked at for my size. But after my signature glare and a very vicious threat, they learned who the boss was.

I crinkled my nose in disgust as I glared from the front of my second period class. My eyes locked viciously on a familiar idiot in the third row.

"Over here Aya-chan! ~" Mitskuni called from his seat. His short little arms waving excitedly above his head.

I wanted to high kick that brat up and out of my life. Who does he think he is, utterly embarrassing me on the first day as a student at Ouran? The dark growl emitting from my throat was becoming quite loud now. Actually, I was pretty sure that the first row of students could hear it.

[A sign appears and the class is shown cowering in their seats and the teacher cowering in the corner. It says 'The rumble could probably be heard from 3 floors up…']

Oh, and guess what? Fortunately for me, the only empty seat was… you guessed it; next to him. I felt the handle of my school bag nearly crumble under my aggressive strength. I eventually forced my stupid feet to make their way to my new seat. Mitskuni's eyes were glued on me the entire time. I cringed slightly as I heard the blonde giggle, obviously pleased at something. I don't care enough to ask. For once, I was going to focus my attention solely on the lecture…or teacher… or maybe just the board…

A familiar, soft tug jerked my line of focus away from my work for the umpteenth time. The slight pulling sensation on my scalp was practically pulling me to the edge of insanity. It wasn't hard and painful, like I'm use to from nights of fighting, but almost nonexistent and still somehow noticeable. It was… agonizingly annoying. But…I've managed to keep my eyes looking straight forward and nowhere else…

Tug…tug, tug.

Nowhere else…

Tug, tug, tug.

No. .

Tuuuug, tug.

Nowhere -

Tug, tug.

The pen in my hand snapped with ease, as my last bit of control was quite literally pulled. My head turned stiffly to face the culprit, and with one sharp intake of breath I hissed, "What?"

And there was Mitskuni, in all his blond glory, with a lock of my hair threaded between his child-like fingers. And yes, even though I sat a good three or four feet away from him, my hair was almost as big as I was.

[A sign flashes upon the screen and shows Ayano's height measurements.

Ayano Kasunoda: 4'9". Ayano's hair: 4'8". ]

His interest was completely absorbed in the flame red strands. 'I'm so happy for him.' I thought sarcastically. Reaching my hand to the bridge of hair between us and with a quick yank, I was free from the brat's clutches. And I honestly felt a bit of satisfaction at Mitskuni's sound of disappointment, and almost if I was feeding on that small bit of distress, I was able to somewhat turn my attention back to class.

After several more lectures in several different classes, it was finally time for lunch. And as of that moment, my priority was to eat lunch alone. But unfortunately for me though, my life sucks.

"Go. Away," I growled, refusing to look at the only person who seemed to be after my ultimate demise. Mitskuni whined and the sound of someone crouching and something heavy being set on my desk was heard. I was guessing that he rested his chin on my desk and was looking at me with big, brown puppy eyes. Normally any person with the power to fight against the Pouting-Power would just get out of the other side of the desk right? Well…

I snuck a glance to my other side and looked up as far as I could without it being noticeable. The guy, he was seriously tall. Like, way taller than Ritsu. I recognized him as one of the guys from the Host club, although I've never heard him speak. He was Takashi Morinozuka, cousin of Mitskuni and tall. As. Hell. I actually admired his stoic attitude, and the fact that he said nothing other than a grunt here and an 'Hn' there.

[A sign appears under Mori saying 'So far the most tolerable one.']

"Come ooonnn, Aya-chan," Mitskuni whined pitifully. He propped himself up onto his elbows on my desk and clutched at the sleeve of my uniform. "Please? Eat lunch with us, please?"

I scoffed loudly, not even bothering to shrug him off. "Eating lunch with you is the last thing I want, pipsqueak."

Hunny stuck his lower lip out, pouting "That's not nice Aya-chan…"

Not even looking in his direction, I said "I'll be sure to tell you when I give a damn."

Mitskuni let out a small 'humph' before slumping his body across my desk and my arm that he wasn't tugging on earlier. I shamelessly rolled my eyes at the boy. He was acting like such a baby, but then again what did you expect from someone who carried a stuffed bunny around like a security blanket?

Seeing that Mitskuni was currently distracted, I tried to get up. But he was seemingly comfortable as he lay across my arm and it seemed as though he was heavier than he looked because I couldn't get him to budge. I pulled and squirmed but he didn't even seem to notice my struggle.

[A sign appears besides a struggling Ayano and an oblivious, pouting Mitskuni saying 'How much does he weight…?']

"Hi, Mitskuni!" A girl's voice piped from the front of my desk. Apparently a girl with black hair in over the shoulder ponytails had walked up to us. She must have been one of our classmates. She smiled sweetly at us obviously not aware of my discomfort or the oddness of this situation.

Mitskuni finally raised his head and smiled widely at the girl, flowers floating around his head. "Oh! Hi!" He giggled happily. "She's a costumer of the Host Club~" He said turning back towards me. I nodded halfheartedly, it's not like it mattered to me.

"I didn't know that you were friends with Ayano-san," the girl said politely.

"He's not," I said bluntly with an incredibly deadpanned expression.

But the blond boy didn't hear me. He instead nodded excitedly, his smile widening even more. "Yep!" Then suddenly he threw both of his little arms around my shoulders only to pull me into a nearly backbreaking hug. "We're best friends! And we're actually going to go eat lunch together! Right, Aya-chan?"

I grunted, "I'd rather die of starvation." And I was completely serious.

Mitskuni giggled more, "Hehe, you're so funny Aya-chan~" He finally let go of me and took a step back. It felt good to breathe again. Mitskuni smiled up at his cousin, innocence radiating off of him. "Let's hurry, Takashi," he said simply.

Next thing I knew, I was being lifted out of my chair and into the air from behind, by two large hands under my arms. I flailed my legs in the air, struggling against the hands that enclosed fully around my shoulders. Looking behind me, I saw Takashi's unemotional expression. Glaring at Mitskuni, I gritted my teeth and fumed. "What's the big idea, Brat?" I fumed.

"We're going to miss lunch if we don't hurry," he said giving a small, child-like pout before skipping towards the door, giggling. "Come on!" Takashi followed silently, with me in hand.

I continued to kick and struggle. "H-hey!" I yelled loudly. "Put me down, you tool!" I used all my might to try and pry away the fingers only without any results. With Mitskuni ('The Teenage Baby') skipping carelessly in front of us, and Takashi ('The Giant') holding me ('The Mini Beast') in front of him like a rag doll, we looked like a circus as we exited the classroom heading towards the cafeteria.

None of us taking any notice to the pig-tailed girl's worried expression.

Sinking my teeth through my meat-packed sandwich, I glared out of the corner of my eye at the blond boy as I chewed.

"…Ya do 'now it rude t' stare, right?" I spoke with my mouth full. Mitskuni has been staring at me with a sickening happy expression as he stuffed his face with cake.

Looking at his right I saw that pink bunny that I saw him with before, named Usa-chan. (I only know it's named 'cause the brat introduced me to it. Yeah, "introduced" me.) It was seriously creeping me out. I swear that I've seen it smile… Looking away from the monster, I glanced at Mitskuni's other side to see Takashi sitting completely still. I wasn't even sure that he was even still breathing.

[A sign appears saying; 'So, in conclusion; the inanimate object may in fact be breathing, and the human may actually be a robot.']

Resisting the urge to check Takeshi's pulse or to punch the doll upside its pink head, I settled for stuffing the rest of my sandwich into mouth. Eating; always an effective way of avoiding socializing.

Mitskuni cocked his head to the side, his brown eyes wide and curious as he watched me, as if I was doing something complicated and mind bottling. "Hey, Aya-chan?"

I gulped down my apple juice, setting down my cup and letting out a satisfied sigh once my thirst was quenched. "What," I growled. I kept my hard gaze on the empty plate, regretting having eaten it all because now I had to talk to the kid.

"Are you done eating now?" I tensed as I felt him lean on my shoulder, the need to claw at his face steadily building. Somehow managing to nudge him away instead, I pushed my plate away, signaling that I was, indeed finished eating.

"Alright then~" he almost sang in delight. Hopping up from his chair(much like a rabbit) only to stand beside me. "Let's go then!" Flowers floated about as he stood there, obviously waiting for me to follow.

Unleashing a string of incoherent grumbles and curses as I reluctantly followed. As we turned to leave, I briefly noticed the Morinozuka taking my tray to throw away my trash like an obedient little lackey before catching up with us with his long strides.

On our way to the hallway, the Blondie had managed to latch himself onto my arm twice, each time with me removing myself from his clutches. I quickened my steps as soon as I was free, so that I was walking ahead of him, eager to get back to the class.

"Nooo~ Aya-chan!" Mitskuni called out pitiful. "You're going the wrong way!"

I continued my brisk walk down. "What are you talking about?" I asked with mocking curiosity. It's not I really cared about what he said because whatever he had to tell me was more than likely unnecessary and unimportant.

At some point, he had managed to sneak up behind me and looped his arms around my shoulders, locking it with that insanely strong grip of his. "The Host Club is this way!"

The soft sound of my teeth grinding together in annoyance was heard before I made myself stop. "So?" My voice was hard and clipped.

"Sooo~" Mitskuni drawled, swaying with me in his arms, not caring that I hated every moment of it. "There's going to be a Host Club meeting and you have to come because you're a member now after all~."

I could have sworn that my heart stopped. His shrill, pre-pubescent voice echoed off the walls of my brain as I slowly, oh so slowly began to register this newly gained fact.

Instead of yelling and cursing like I should have, a pathetic, closed mouth sound came out. "H-hmm?"

Mitskuni giggled happily in my ear, letting go of his hold long enough so that he could spin me around to face him. His eyes twinkled with uncontained bubbly excitement as he held my petit hands in his equally small ones. "Yeah!Kyoya-kun said that you could stay here in Ouran as long as you stayed a Host!" My pupils shrank in horror. "So, yeah~" He added, swinging our joined hands back and forth in a lighthearted manner, the bright smile never wavering.

[A sign appears under them saying; 'Hunny: Blissfully Unaware. Ayano: Currently Experiencing Something Traumatic.']

I wanted to collapse onto the ground and break out into a hysterical laughter.

I was…a host.

…a host.

HOST.

The distant feeling of large hands picking up my shock-ridden body off of the ground, before taking me away. The far-off sound of skipping and giggling followed me as I was carried away…

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