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"Ouran Academy. A place where the rich study to become an asset to their families. A place where heirs go and prove themselves worthy of running the family buisness. A place... WHERE SPOILED KIDS LURK!"
Yatsumi crumpled the pamphlet into a lump, and threw it on the ground. Ouran was an academy that always vexed her. Especially since it required the female students to where that ridiculous yellow dress. She was certainly never going to wear that.
"Ugh! Ouran... Those snobby kids always think too much of themselves!"
She had originally gone to school in the Okinawa region. But now, because her father's syndicate had entered a gang war with another syndicate, she was forced to move away and attend the 'prestigious school'. Her father had insisted, saying that if he died, he would at least have peace of mind knowing his only daughter would become the new mob boss.
Yatsumi sighed. She had no problem becoming the leader of her family. In fact, she had dreamed of the day she would lead the syndicate into prosperity. The only real problem she had was the dress. Ever since she was a kid, she was conditioned to hide her gender. It wouldn't do for the other syndicates to know there was no male heir. Luckily for her, she had an appointment with the chairman to discuss the matter. She was walking towards the school instead of riding her car. Although her driver had offered to take her, she was just in the mood to walk.
Her black, pixie-cut hair was tickling her cheek as she walked. It was fall so the breeze was picking up. She was wearing her favorite jeans with chains in the pocket, as well as an oversized hoodie that hid her slender face. One of the main lessons her father had taught her was to never appear weak. So to appear fearsome, she always wore her yankee clothes. No one could even tell she was a girl unless they actually looked at her in the nude. If she was wearing normal girl clothes, it would be obvious that she was female. Otherwise, if she wore guy clothes, she would just look like a thin, somewhat feminine male.
She picked up the pace, hoping to get away from the chilly wind. She checked her watch, noticing that her meeting was in fifteen minutes, she started to sprint towards the school. As she rounded the corner, she collided into what she can only compare to a brick wall, but was actually a boy, making their ramune bottle drop to the floor with a crash. She fell to the floor and glared at the tall figure who caused her to fall, "Hey, watch where you're going!" The boy turned to look down and gave her a menacing look. His face was intimidating and his expression would cause alarm in any normal person. But Yatsumi wasn't having any of that. She returned the look and even added a snarl. She got up and flipped him off, "Be happy I'm in a hurry, kid, otherwise I'd take my time with you!" She walked around him and started dashing towards the school.
When she got to the gate, she couldn't help but marvel at the size of the building. Her old school was a public one, so this one was a castle in her eyes. The students had started to arrive in the fancy cars, all dressed in their gender's uniform. She noticed the stares she was getting, probably because she stood out from the crowds in her clothes. She glared at the crowds as she walked to the main building. By the time she reached to doors, every single one of them kept their distance from her. She smiled inwardly, knowing that as soon as she was enrolled, no one would dare bother her. And yet...
She shook off the emotion and entered. The chairman's secretary smiled at her and showed her into the office. Yatsumi went in and was greeted by chairman Suoh. He smiled and motioned for her to sit. As soon as she made herself comfortable, he sat across from her, "So mister Inuzuma, how may I be of assistance?"
Yatsumi sighed and removed her hoodie, "I'm sorry if I appear as a male chairman, but I am a girl."
The chairman chuckled at his mistake, "I'm so sorry miss Inuzuma. My eyes aren't what they used to be."
Yatsumi waved it off, "No harm done. Its perfectly aceptable that I appear to be a boy. Which is part of the reason I requested this conversation."
"Oh? So, what exactly is the matter we are discussing?"
Yatsumi pulled her hoodie over her head again, "You see sir, I would prefer to wear the boy's uniform."
Suoh-san raised his eyebrow in amusement, "I see. Is the female uniform not to your liking?"
She gave a shy smile, "I'm sorry sir. You see, I was never really fond of dresses. I'd prefer to wear something more... comfortable, if I may."
Suoh-san nodded and stood, "I see. Thats perfectly fine. If you'd like to wear the male uniform, by all means do. We at Ouran work to make our students as comfortable as possible."
Yatsumi smiled grayefully at the acceptance and stood as well, "Thank you so much chairman." She bowed and left the room.
As she closed the door, the chairman smiled as he stared out the window, "So we now have another cross-dressing girl. This will be interesting..."
~X~
Yatsumi awoke the next day feeling gloomy about starting her school she showered and dried off, she looked at the uniform laying on her bed. It wasn't bad looking, and it would hide any evidence of her being female. She just prefered her old school's black and red uniform. She changed into the clothes and picked up her bag. For now, she had no help in her apartment. It was just her, alone with the exception of her driver who showed up whenever she phoned him. Everyone else was back in Okinawa, helping her father in the war. She kind of missed waking up to the laughter of yakuza members. Kind of.
As she headed out to school, she decided to take the same path as yesterday. She kept walking until she heard voices coming from outside a Japanese style house.
"Young lord, have a nice day at school."
"Have a nice day in school!" The second sound was definitely more than ten people. As the door opened, she saw the same boy from yesterday emerge. He glanced up and noticed her. She glared and turned to leave.
Behind her, the boy jogged to catch up with her and stared intensly at her, "So what. Not only do you bump into me and flip me off, but today ya' gotta insult me in front of my house?"
Yatsumi said nothing and only walked faster. The boy ran in front of her, annoyance now evident in his face, "Ya' little punk. You think you're better than me?"
Yatsumi rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Listen bub, I'm havin' a pretty shitty day. New school and stuff. So would ya' mind leavin' me the hell alone?"
The boy looked at her, noticing her uniform was the one his school issued. "Oh, I see. Well then, I'm sorry."
Yatsumi just kept walking, hoping to lose him. Instead, the boy only kept up with her, "Uh, I'm Ritsu. I, uh, I'm sorry for my rudeness."
She continued to ignore him, but Ritsu still tried to make her talk, "So, whats your name?" Yatsumi picked up her pace, trying hard not to even look at him.
Ritsu kept up with her and was starting to look annoyed, "Hey, listen, I'm just tryin' to be nice to ya. I know we didn't start of good, but maybe we could be friends!"
She stopped in her tracks, causing Ritsu to stop as well, confused. She looked up at his eyes and he saw the look of annoyance, "I don't care. I'm not here to make friends, I'm just going to Ouran 'til my old man finishes his buisness. So as for your attempt at friendship, I say no thanks. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta finish this year as fast as I can."
She ran this time, going into alleys and jumping fences, all to get away from him. When she finally realized he was long gone, she calmed herself and walked to school.
By the time she arrived, almost everyone had arrived. It was something she wanted to avoid, because as soon as they saw her, everyone started talking.
"Hey, its that boy from yesterday."
"No way! Is he really going here now?"
" He is kinda cute though. He can really pull off the uniform."
"Yeah, he is. Too bad he's so scary looking though..."
Yatsumi took every comment personally. She hated being talked about. It was one of the reasons she got into so many fights. Of course, she couldn't really punch anyone here, unless she wanted to be thrown in jail by the victim's family.
As she entered class 1D, she heard a grunt behind her. As she looked up, she once again faced with Ritsu.
"Let me guess, you're in this class?" He nodded and walked to his desk.
As she looked around, she couldn't help but notice all the kids in the class were obviously from yakuza families. In fact,there wasn't a single one who wasn't obviously affiliated with a gang. The fact that she was the only girl in the class didn't escape her eyes, and she was a bit relieved she decided to wear the boy's uniform.
As she sat in an empty desk, two thuggish guys came in front of her and looked down menacingly. She was aware they were testing her, trying to find a glimmer of weakness. She wasn't having that.
The one with spikey hair smirked at her. "So, whats a shorty like you doin' here anyways? Shouldn't you be in kiddie school?" His friend snickered at the comment.
Yatsumi wasn't really short, but for a boy, her 5'6 frame did make her appear small. She glared at them and said nothing.
The boy with the helmet-hair looked down at her, "Whats wrong ya' dwarf? You don't like us? That don't matter. We're part of the Sendo Syndicate, so you's can't touch us."
Yatsumi burst out laughing at his comment. "The Sendo Syndicate? Are you serious!"
She kept laughing, aware that her mocking was angering them, "Heh, I'm sorry. I just thought you were gonna say an actual gang. But the Sendos? Those losers can't pull off a single heist without getting some of their men caught!"
She laughed again, angering the thugs to near beserkers. Spikey hair pulled her by the collar and stared straight at her face, "Oh yeah? Then where're you from, ya' little bastard?"
Ritsu stood from his desk and stood next to her, "Why the hell does it matter where he's from? I doubt you punks are even near this guy's rank."
The two thugs only glared at him. Yatsumi was getting tired of being held.
She slapped spikey-hair's hand away and glared with malious, "I'm not some underling like you maggots are. I'm the heir for the Inuzuma Syndicate. Ever heard of us?"
As soon as she had uttered the name Inuzuma, both of their faces became shocked. It was well known that the Inuzumas were a well organized gang, responsible for the execution of many unsolved robberies. Suffice to say, the Inuzumas were the strongest gang in the Okinawa region.
They backed away from her, nervously smiling and bowing, "We're so sorry Inuzuma-san. I-Is there anything you require? A drink, a snack, this week's Shonen Jump?"
Yatsumi glared and sat back down, "All I need from you idiots, is silence."
They shivered and quickly ran to their desks. Ritsu stood next to her, unable to comprehend what Yatsu had just said. If he really was the heir to the Inuzumas, then that meant...
"Hey, Ritsu!"
Ritsu jumped, surprised at the acknowledgment, "Y-Yeah?"
Yatsumi looked at the floor as she talked to him, "Thanks for...trying to help, I guess." She looked at him in the eyes, "But next time, I'll handle my problems myself, 'kay?"
Ritsu looked aggrivated. All he was trying to do was help, and instead, he was being treated like a pest! He just looked away and went to his desk. He didn't care anymore.
~X~
Yatsumi spent the rest of the day either in class, or hiding from a group of girls who found her, as they said, 'irresistable'. As lunch came around, she went to the library to eat her small meal which consisted of a rolled omlet, some onigiri, and octupus-shaped sausages As she ate, she couldn't help but feel a pressence behind her. Every time she looked back though, she saw no one. She shook off the feeling, until she definetly felt someone behind her. She turned, and saw lavander eyes looking at her eagerly.
His blonde hair shone in the sunlight, making him appear even more bright. He smiled at her, "Hello, my name's Tamaki, Suoh Tamaki."
Yatsumi groaned, she had heard that the chairman had a son attending the school. She had just hoped she'd never have to meet him. Especially when she was in the middle of eating.
She swallowed her omlet and forced a smile on her face, "Hey, I'm Yatsu. Inuzuma Yatsu. Good ta' meet ya, Senpai."
Tamaki's eyes sparkled, and for some reason, Yatsumi knew she wouldn't like what was coming. "Yes, I suppose it is a pleasure to meet me! Few people ever have the chance to meet someone both beautiful inside and out! This must be a treat for you!" Rose petals appeared out of nowhere, and frankly, it creeped her out a bit.
She was now completely confused at the situation, "I'm sorry, but what?"
"I just wanted to welcome you to Ouran. And I wanted to extend an invitation!"
Yatsumi held her hands up, "I'm sorry Senpai, but I don't do parties."
Tamaki chuckled, "No, my good man, not a party invitation. I want you..." He held out a rose and kneeled in front of her, "To join the Host Club."
Yatsumi literally froze and looked around for cameras. When she found none, she turned back to him, "I'm sorry, but did you just say a host club?"
Tamaki nodded, "Yes, the Ouran Host Club. I saw you yesterday, and earlier today. Most of the girls are even talking about you! I just knew you would be an excellent addition!" He pulled out an envelope and a card. "If you're interested, we meet everyday in music room three. The envelope has the registration papers to join." He smiled one last time, "I really hope you do come join us. Till then Inuzuma-kun."
He walked away, leaving a very confused Yatsumi. She looked at the card he gave her, the words Ouran Host Club was written in caligraphy, making it seem like an important piece of paper. She stuck the card in her pocket and the envelope in her bag. She was definately going to burn them later.
~X~
As the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, she headed back to her class. For her first day of school, it wasn't going so good. As she walked back to class, a girl approached her, looking nervous. Yatsumi wasn't positive, but she was pretty sure of what was going to happen. She looked down at the girl but didn't show much acknowledgement.
The girl looked up, having found the courage to speak, "I'm sorry to disturb you Inuzuma-kun, but, um, I was wondering..." Yatsumi sighed, but let the girl continue. "You see, I was hoping, maybe, you would consider... going out sometime?"
Yatsumi groaned. It hadn't even been a full day and already the love confessions were starting. Not to mention she had the task of turning away the girls. She shook her head and looked down, "No, I'm sorry. I'm not one for relationships and stuff. So just forget about me, 'kay?"
The girl started to cry, unable to comprehend why she had been rejected. It tugged at Yatsumi's heart. She really hated when this happened. But it wasn't like she could accept them. She just wasn't into girls.
Against her better knowledge, she placed her hand atop of the girl's head and smiled, "Don't worry. You're a really beautiful girl. I'm just not looking for a relationship right now. Someone's bound to ask you out soon, so just be patient for your Prince Charming."
The girl blushed and smiled softly, "Thank you Inuzuma-kun, that really helped."
She gave one last small smile and walked away. As Yatsumi watched her leave, she sighed her relief. For being rejected, the girl handled it pretty good. She walked to her classroom, ready to just about go home and take a nap...
~X~