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Saturday morning came with the light shining brightly onto her eyes. (Y/N) groaned, stretching and sitting up. She winced, 'ugh… So bright!' Suddenly  she smelled something burning… 'Shit!' she thought, racing into the kitchen/living area. When she got there, she saw Tamaki in her kitchen… trying to make breakfast. He looked utterly confused. "Tamaki?! What are you doing here?" He perked up, turning to look at her, "My Queen! Good morning! Did you forget about our date today?" "No… I just didn't expect you so early. And why are you in my house?" "Your father let me in, and I thought I'd make breakfast for you while I w

Two months had passed since (Y/N) became an official member of the host club. Her request rate was almost even with Tamaki's, and he had taken to calling her his queen because of it. She was good friends with all of the club, they were nuts, but they were her nuts. She felt at home with them, they accepted her. She knew her friends at home would probably never speak to her again if they knew about her sexuality, but the host club was completely fine with it. Though, sometimes Tamaki overreacted, saying he didn't like her flirting with girls. She'd roll her eyes and tell him she wasn't flirting. There was a difference between flirting nonsens

"NO!!!" Arvanea screamed in agony, holding the red-haired girl's broken and bloody body close to her chest. Her father looked down at her, his face showing no emotion, "I told you, Arvanea. You can not always have what you want." "But why- why did you have to-" "She was in the way." Arvanea looked up, her blood-red eyes staring into her fathers with hatred, "She served the Morag Tong, served you, for years, faithfully. This is how you repay her?" Her father turned to walk away, "In time, my daughter, you will come to understand what I have done for you. Now, you should prepare for your wedding. We mustn't keep Lord Andalen waiting." "You are

It had been a week since Y/N became the Host Club's Promotional Advisor, and it came time for the special event. Everyone was dressed up in medieval attire, even Y/N. Tamaki was dressed as a prince, with white and gold royal attire. Girls were surrounding him and he gazed in their eyes, flirting like they were each his special someone. Seeing it made Y/N's stomach twist. It annoyed her to no end. She watched as he called some random girl his princess. She turned away, pissed at him for some reason. Pictures were being taken, and everything was going well, but Y/N couldn't seem to get into the mood. She'd watched him flirt with girls non-stop

The next day, after her first class finished, (Y/N) walked over to Tamaki and apologized. "Look," she said, averting her (E/C) eyes, "I'm sorry about yesterday. I'm just having a bit of a hard time lately. But I shouldn't have acted so… rudely. Please forgive me. I'd like to make some friends here and I can't do that acting that way." She looked to see him blushing, "Oh, it's alright. I think I figured out what I said to offend you. You don't like being called a commoner!" "Uh, no." she said, getting a tad annoyed thinking about it. "Why not? Isn't that what you are?" "NO! I mean, it's true that my family isn't first class or anything b

(Y/N) looked around, admiring the school. It was her first time at Ouran Academy. Recent events not-withstanding, she felt that this would be a good thing for her. She hated having to leave all her friends, being in a new country with people she didn't know her senior year of high-school. But this place was a good school, from all the reviews she read, though everyone else here would be spoiled rich brats. She sighed, shaking her head. She couldn't judge people before she even met them! She was just angry with her father, and honestly hurt… She took a deep breath, deciding to give it a chance. This school might give her a better chance