I gripped the strap of my satchel bag and anxiously twisted it back and forth. I'd been brimming with confidence when I practically leapt out of the Rolls Royce and had sprinted forward smashing straight into the iron gates of Ouran Academy. Naturally that hurt, a lot.
When I get too excited I tend to move without thinking and do stupid, thoughtless things.

Ok get a hold of yourself Rei, this isn't the time to freak out I told myself then cringed slightly- it wasn't like I ever followed my own advice, it was always a waste of time. I stood on my toes and peeked through the thick bars of the gate, gazing at the light lavender painted buildings of Ouran Academy. Everything was still silent; the school day still hadn't come to an end.

I bounced around, the impatience getting the better of me and gave up, sighing in frustration and slumped to the ground. Leaning against the wall, I gazed up at the sky. It was a perfect, cloudless blue- the perfect weather for a perfect day. I heard a soft chuckle and my head snapped downwards and met the dull, grey eyes of my favourite chauffeur, Haruto. I rolled my eyes at him only making him laugh more.

When we were alone like this there were never any formalities, he was like an uncle to me, he'd been by my side since I was only a few years old and I considered him family. Some people didn't approve of this; either way you look at it he was still a servant of my family.

"Miss Rei your patience is as appalling as ever", he chuckled leaning against the front passenger door of the car, his dark hair windblown. He was rather young for a servant, only twenty-seven and his father is the current butler of our household.
You definitely couldn't deny that he was attractive, my often found my friends swooning over him in the backseat with me but I just couldn't see him that way, not when he felt like family.

"Well I'm sorry; I can't help but be impatient! It's been so long since I've seen her!"I cried, aspirated. I groaned in frustration and pulled up my knees, lowering my head behind my crossed arms. I blinked a couple of times, staring at the deep maroon fabric of my uniforms skirt. I still couldn't believe my father made me wear my old uniform. You see, over the past year I've been attending a prestigious academy dedicated to performing and creative arts in Kyoto.

Before leaving Japan I attended Lobelia Girls Academy, the same school my mother went to before me. I didn't see why I had to wear the uniform I been I wasn't even enrolled there anymore. Yes, I had returned to Tokyo but my father insisted I now attend Ouran. He acted somewhat mischievous and I had my suspicions but I decided to ignore for the time being.
My interview with the schools Chairman wasn't till the next week after all.

A shrill bell pulled me from my thoughts and my head snapped up immediately. I scrambled to my knees and peeked round the corner of the wall and through the gate. Rapidly students in yellow dresses and blue blazers pooled out of the school's main building and into the courtyards. "Yes!" I cried and jumped to my feets rushing to smooth my hair and brush the dirt off my knees.

"How do I look?" I anxiously asked Haruto. He smiled at me, "Miss Rei you look perfect as always". I grinned at him watched the great iron gates groan as they opened allowing the students to depart for the day. I moved just inside the gate, blowing a strand of hair out of my eyes. I caught many students gaping at me and I sighed, it couldn't be helped- not in this getup. I guess I'm pretty well off in the attractiveness department and that could be the cause of some of their staring.

My dark mahogany brown hair had grown a lot longer in a year, it reached halfway down my back now in straight-ish waves. My eyes were still that same Irish green though, and my skin a luminescent white from my Caucasian ethnicity. I snuck a glance back at Haruto and crossed my fingers. He winked and copied my finger crossing with a grin.

My eyes darted through the ground trying to find the long haired beauty I called my sister. When I had babbled on early this morning about seeing her again father had raised an eyebrow and murmured something about 'wondering how long it would take me to notice her'. I had no idea what he meant but he sounded almost a little amused at the time, yet another thing to be suspicious about. A pair of large brown eyes caught my eye and I smiled, they had to be hers!

But... My grin faded, they belonged to a young man, cute with short brown hair. But, no I couldn't be mistaken. They were definitely hers, my beloved sisters. I deepened my stare, not allowing my eyes to stray from him and watched him chat with a set of tall, light brown haired male twins. I heard someone in the crowd of students, a guy call out loud to one of his friends, "I heard there's an angel at the front gate! And that she's smokin' hot dude!"

I frowned slightly, were they talking about me? That caught the attention of the twins and the three of them noticed me once they were about ten metres away. Upon seeing my face the guy in the middle with my sister's eyes stopped dead in his tracks, gaping at me. With that expression I knew I wasn't mistaken, I couldn't possibly be.
I watched silently, mentally blocking out the students swarming around us, only keeping my eyes on his. His mouth moved slightly, it looked as though he was trying to form words but just couldn't bring himself to do it, like the words just wouldn't come.

Along with blocking out the people I blocked out there voices too. The questionable boy in front of me swallowed loudly and whispered one word, "Rei", that one word confirmed my suspicions that the boy in front of me was in reality actually my sister, my only sister, and the sister I hadn't seen in a year. My voice came out in short, sharp breathes and I dropped my bag, not even hearing the sound of it thumping onto the pavement.

I pushed myself forwards, towards her, and it felt like everything was moving in slow motion. I thought that I would never reach her, that we were thousands of metres away, not just a few. With my arms outstretched I leapt off my feet and felt my body slam into hers. Slowly I wrapped my arms around her and gripped her with trembling hands. In that moment it felt like we were the only two people in the world, and to be no one else mattered.

Me with her, it was like the hole that had slowly ripped open over the past year had been sewn up by tender, loving hands. My world now felt... complete.
I was with her, the one I missed so much over the past year, my sister. My Haruhi.