Hope you have much fun reading this (much fun, wtf!) Anyhoo's this is a joint writing thingy between me and my friend, she may have an account I'll need to check! ( *feeling like a bad friend*) It may be a mary sue, but I don't care and neither should you so read and enjoy!

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Twin Unison Speech.

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The grand white walls a Ootori mansion gleamed in the summer sun light. Seven figures, all varying in size and shape made their way up the never ending gravel path to the grand oak door of the stately home.

"May I enquire why you're here?" An elderly fragile man opened the large door to face seven unfamiliar teens.

"Yeah. This is our house now so yeah, get the fuck out." a small ruff voice said harshly pushing a piece of paper into the mans face before strolling into mansion . He seemed slightly shocked, but when working with the Ootori family one must become accustomed to adapting to new environments.

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"We have to what?" The Hitachiin twin screeched in unison, the boss' ideas were usually wild but this one was the whole dessert buffet.

"Tamkai's father requested that we teach a group of foreign transfer students the ways of Japan. So that when they join the ranks of Ouran Academy it is more of a gentle experience." Kyoya said pushing his glasses further up the ridge of his nose, creating a glint in his perfect glasses counselling his eyes and possible a hidden agenda.

"So why do we have to live with them?" Haruhi interjected, the boys seemed to be loosing sight of this fact.

"That was our brilliant leaders idea." Kyoya sighed, he too was displeased with the arrangement but wasn't one to moan. The three who had voiced their displeasure for the idea stared at their 'leader' with contempt.

" So how long are we staying with them Tama-chan?" Honey's sweet voice was a calming ointment to the tense situation.

"The whole summer." Tamaki twiddled his thumbs knowing how much this should anger his friends. They glared at him once again now accompanied by the red eyed Honey and displeased Mori.

"We leave in one hour." Tamaki said before running in fear of the physical violence that was bound to occur.

Precisely one hour later, the group stood outside the magnificent door of a white walled mansion with their expensive suit cases in hand: all but Haruhi who had all of her clothes stuffed into a black plastic bag.

The oak doors swung open a flurry of white rose petals floated though the open door brushing lightly against their skin. Honey giggled as one tickled his chin.

"This seems familiar." Haruhi whispered as she recalled her first day at the Academy but she was stopped from reminiscing by the sight in front of her: seven young beautiful teens stood before them. Haruhi's attention immediately went to the only boy from the group. He was standing tall, by far the tallest in the group with green eyes and short brown spiky hair. His black jeans elongated his legs while his tight white shirt emphasised his muscles .His main feature : his eyes were cold and distant as if their were a million other places he could be.

The others six were a more welcoming sight. The tallest of girls stood at the head of the group. She had long blond hair that flowed down her back in waves and her blue eyes were obscured from view by her glassed perched on the end of her nose. . Her simple blue and white dress hovered boldly above her knees. Her outfit seemed to fit her personality perfectly; bright and bubbly. She grinned enthusiastically at them.

The next seemed slightly out of place when standing beside the other girls. She was small and fragile, her dark hair held high in a bun. Her pale, white skin contrasted sharply with her large blue eyes. She was undeniably beautiful. However, she seemed to ooze with insecurity. Haruhi looked at her with sympathy, the girl had no idea how pretty she really was, standing their in her simple white top and blue skirt she just gave off an essence of insecurity .

The one who was forth in line was not as striking, but equally gorgeous in her own right . Her head tilted to the roof watching a seagull fly freely past . Long locks of golden blond hair blew gently in the breeze from the open door. Huge, distracted grey eyes completed the look before she turned and stared curiously at the hosts. With a giggle, she straightened her head and nibbled on her finger nail. Her outfit seemed more flamboyant than the other girls: A yellow t-shirt with white paint splattered around all over the crisp fabric, she also had clean white jeans, which challenged anyone to dirty them.

In the middle stood the second smallest of them. She was cute with large brown eyes and dark, curly hair that fell half way down her back. She smiled at them, looking oddly at ease with the chaos around her. She wore a tight black tank top that emphasized her small size and a white skirt which showed off her long lightly tanned legs. Her smile was honest and true and shown through all the crazy around her.

The final two were perhaps the most worrying. They were fighting furiously. However, the smaller of the two was clearly loosing the battle and gave up as she became impatient at the inevitably defeat. As the girls parted, the contrast between them was striking.

The smallest of the two (and the group for that matter) had striking red wavy hair that tumbled past her shoulders. Large blue eyes that were framed by her slender glasses . Her arms were folded beneath her breasts and a scowl was etched into the lines of her pretty face. She had on her favourite pair of black skinny jeans and a baggy beetles top.

The last girl stood tall. She had a lean figure, making her look athletic. Her hair was dark and just brushed past the top of her shoulders. Her face was pale, taking on a ghostly quality, but it complemented her green eyes well. Her athletic body was emphasised by her black skinny jeans and white top. In order to hide her lack of figure, she wore a black lace crop on top.

"Well hello I'm-" Kyoya stared to speak but was interrupted by the crazy screaming from the fourth girl who just spotted something interesting in the corner.

" Hungry!" The girl screamed again and skipped off in a random direction, presumably in the direction of the kitchen but Haruhi couldn't be sure.

"sorry about her she can be a bit…nuts sometimes." A cute voice squeaked out from the smallest girl, her blue eyes covered by her long fringe. Haruhi noticed the strange looks that spurred from cute speech from the other girl.

"Sooooo, we'll be chilling in this room while you get settled." The last girl spoke up it was then when she spoke that they really noticed the groups bizarre accent. British? Maybe. No, Scottish!