A/N: Hey, this is my first story. I hope you enjoy.

Emotions. Fear, sadness, anger, happiness, love…. All nauseating, sickens me to think about. They only show weakness. I can't let them show through; I can't let what happened repeat… I won't be able to handle it… Not again. That's what Hisoka Kaneko always thought about with the big incident that happened months before she showed up at the prestigious school of Ouran. She didn't think she would have to waste her time with those silly things such as friends, but that was proved wrong when she stumbled upon the famous Host Club. Will she be able to keep her dark past, all her secret, and all her emotion hidden from view? Or will they slowly unravel before her new found friends, not that she would admit to that easily, and everything she worked to hide fall apart before her eyes?

-this is my beta's line. The line's name is Stevan, be nice to him-

Chapter One

Sitting in the solitude of a town car sat a young student in what looked like the male uniform for the prestigious school Ouran. The limo stopped with ease and bright light flooded into the vehicle as the student opened the door. Stepping out, revealing back hair in a boyish cut, his catlike blue eyes took in the building before him. Being of good width and height, he looked just like the rest of the male students.

The boy gripped his school bag tighter as he made his way toward the school to get to his homeroom. His face seemed to be clear of emotion, eyes staring straight ahead as students watched the mysterious student walk up the steps of the renowned school. The girls may have even blushed and giggled as he walked by, but he didn't seem to notice or care.

The boy has been going here for a couple weeks; no one has taken any notice to him in particular. He had asked not to be introduced when he transferred over to Ouran. It's a wonder how some of the students were just now taking a notice to his presence. He didn't really care though, he wasn't here for social reasons, just for education and then he made his way home as quickly as possible.

The student couldn't help, but sigh when he made it into the building as a bell tolled signifying the start of another day.

~0o0~

Why does Sensei have to leave? Who knows what will happen without someone supervising this class… A sigh escapes my lips as I stare at all the people who had moved to sit and chat with their friends. Might as well leave, Sensei seemed to have just left for no real reason. All I noticed was that Sensei kept glancing at the clock.

I brushed my hair out of my face when I heard some girls chatting about the oh-so-famous Host Club.

"You're coming with me to the Host Club today, right?" The girl with short black hair asked her friend cheekily. "Yes, of course I am! I wouldn't miss it for the world! We're still designating Honey today right?" Her brunette friend replied matching her enthusiasm.

I immediately knew who the Host Club was when I first set foot in this school. They're probably one of the top things the girls talk about! If I remember correctly there were about seven hosts that belonged to the club. I simple don't remember their names or even care. I don't feel like bothering myself with friends and acquaintances anyways.

Please open your world, let people in! For me, please! A voice in my head pleaded. I winced as I remembered who painfully cried those words to me, trying to hold onto me for reassurance. It was still painful to think about, it was only months ago…

Ding My head jerked from your hand as the ending bell tolled ending the day and my recent thoughts going to the back of my mind for later.

~0o0~

I glanced at my phone once more and put it in my uniform pocket. I turned and went back into the school. Apparently my father won't be picking me up since he was running errands for mother dearests. So with that fact I couldn't expect anyone to pick me up thought brought a scowl to my face, but it disappeared. This was going to give me a chance to explore the school.

As I walked aimlessly around the school and opened many doors, I found most places weren't empty, but the exact opposite. There wasn't one library that I entered that wasn't being used and not to read books! They were all buzzing with socialization!

With another huff I closed the door and walk to find another room to look into. I passed under a sign saying the Third Music Room. When I opened the door I found it empty. This is strange… I was wary finding it empty. But I put that aside to explore inside more.

I saw a piano and pushed a few keys. I've always loved music, but never really tried to learn a specific instrument. Every now and then I can pull a tune out of nowhere just fiddling with the instrument, but I can't always play it again.

I left the instruments and went more towards the back of the room. For some strange reason I found dressing rooms… Why would there be dressing rooms in a music room… Out of curiosity I threw open one of the curtains, and boy was I in for a surprise. I saw one of the hosts, a boy in my class or that's what I thought, standing there with a bra on. If I remember correctly it was Haruhi Fujioka, a very feminine looking boy… er…. I mean girl.

There was an awkward pause as she stared at me. I slid the curtain closed and sped out of there… well until I saw the tall stoic 3rd year standing there guarding the door, my only exit. Everyone at that moment seemed to make their presence known.

I felt to hands place themselves on my shoulders. I glanced to both sides seeing to identical faces. "Aw shit, I'm screwed." I mumbled.

~0o0~

"Hisoka Kaneko. Transferred to Ouran about four weeks ago. Family runs a few family businesses around Japan. There isn't much information I can get easily here is there?" Kyoya Ootori asked giving me a skeptical look. I gave a smirk. "I like to stay a mystery. It gives people who want to know me, a reason to talk to me like a normal person instead of looking for my life's story like a stalker."

I was wedged between those Hitachiin twins. They were watching me, making sure I don't try to make a quick escape. The 3rd years were on either side of the couch I was seated on. Tamaki Suoh and Kyoya Ootori sat on either side of Haruhi Fujioka.

"You'll be joining the Host Club, so we can keep an eye on you. A lot of our customers have asked why you haven't joined, this will help bring profit to the club and we can make sure you don't tell the whole school Haruhi's a girl." Kyoya said with his glasses gleaming.

"No I rather not." I stated, getting up before they could stop me. I made it out the door and started making it down to the front of the school to make my way home.

~0o0~

Kyoya Ootori watched as Hisoka made his escape out the door. With a smirk he turned to the mischievous twins. "Hikaru and Kaoru keep an eye on Hisoka and make sure he comes to the club tomorrow like he's supposed too." With two identical smirks the twins looked out the window to see Hisoka enter a car to go home.

~0o0~

I saw a familiar car so I decided to go over and check out and see if it was someone I knew. I opened the passenger side door to see a familiar face. The man in the driver's seat smiled. He had brown hair tied back in a small ponytail and hair framing his face. With warm brown eyes and a gentle smile, that made everyone no he had a kind heart…. But that wasn't always true. The man can be mischievous at times. He was well built from him keeping fit. He was maybe old enough to be just out of high school. "Are you playing one of your games again Hisoka-chan?"

I gave a slight smirk, "You know me so well, Makoto-kun. We'll see how long it'll take them to figure out, that I'm really a girl." With that I got into the car to go home.

A/N: Reviews of all kinds are welcome. I would really enjoy feedback, but wouldn't anyone? :)