Akito's POV:

Life in the Yukimura family is quite unique. Most generations are sadsts while others can be idiotic airheads, some can be both *cough* brother and father *cough* 

But some can be people can be real nut-heads and do weird stuff for reasons even the most smartest genius would never understand. Fortunately they only come once every couple of generations. Unfortunately, my brother happens to be one of them. And being his sister, my life can become somewhat crazy, thanks to him.

That's my situation today. Yukimura Akito was currently in front of the famous Ouran private academy full of girls dressed like a giant popcorn, and here she was, dressed again in the hideous outfit her brother made her wear. But then again, looking at the girls, perhaps its better this way. However, despite the fact that someone happened to force me to attend Ouran *cough* annoying persistent family *cough* I took it out of my precious time to somewhat research. There are probably quite a few snobby rich kids who expect you to do what they say thanks to there family, in other words, B-O-R-I-N-G, but now that I think about it, there was one thing that caught my eye. Something about a Horse club? Hair club? Roast club? Whatever, I'll remember it later, but its probably not important. Probably.

I sighed, as I felt some snobby girls in popcorn suits whisper about how ugly I was, I twitched. Rich kids. Even though I'm one (and probably the richest in the world) I'll never understand how money makes you important, the only good thing about it is that it cuts you a lot of slack in some stuff. 

Akito scratched his had and back, this was truly disgusting wool shirt. Aktio could perfectly tell that this was not made by a professional, he wouldn't be surprised is someone just shaved a sheep, dived it black and shaped it like a shirt. He scratched his back again. Che. Haruhi also dressed in this kind of shirt. How can she stand this? Wow, commoners have it tough, especially Haruhi whose extremely happy with an $8.50 bento box, with fake crab meat. That poor soul. Speaking of Haruhi, there she is.

I walked behind my new toy- friend, sorry a slip of the tongue. I walked behind her and blew in her ear, she jumped back with a very amusing look. I held up a hand, "Yo, Haruhi. Excited? Bored? Annoyed?" Haruhi let out a breath, "Oh, its you Akito. You scared me." I raised my eyebrow, "I just walked behind you, your just in deep thought, what you thinking about, sending mental messages to a dead person?" Haruhi flinched and looked at me like I was psychic, perhaps I am, I'm a genius after all. I smiled and hold out my hands, Haruhi looked confused.

Suddenly a card appeared in my right hand, she looked amazed, as I split it into 5. Then the cards disappeared from my hands, I showed my hand to Haruhi, then suddenly a small smoke appeared as it dispersed a small mechanical pencil was there.  "Hai." I pushed the pencil into Haruhi's hands. "Its cheap, but really nice to use, consider it a good luck charm from a magician." I winked, but she probably couldn't see it, because my glasses are really fogged, not showing my eyes. "See you in class~" I walked past her as she appeared to be dumbfounded. Ma, commoners are great audiences.

You could say I really like magic, tricks to the eye. Cards, disappearance, teleportation, and tricks that will make your jaws drop. I look out a deck of cards and played with it. I didn't need a schedule from the front desk like where Haruhi probably went to, since I calculated, and figured out my schedule based on my instinct which is always correct. Instead I just kept my eyes on the cards as I headed to a room on the top floor with a really fancy door, I smirked.

"Come in." A voice said, as I rolled my eyes. I instantly teleported inside. Don't ask how, a magician never reveals its tricks, but a hint is that I don't use actual magic, it is just a simple trick that took some time to perfect. The blond man's jaws dropped as he suddenly went into chibi form. "Wow, how did you do that?! Waa~ Your so cool Akito-kun." 'And your the same air head obnoxious idiot as ever.' I thought, "You know that you are the chairman of the famous Ouran, don't you Suoh? You really should stop acting like your young, even from here I can already see that white in your hair." He went into his gloom corner again, while I looked like I was studying my nails. 

5 minutes later....

By now I was sweat-dropping at all the mushrooms in the room, what was wrong with people these days? I looked at my silver watch. Che. 5 minutes before class starts. I looked back at the over-grown obnoxious kid. I sighed, Ma, might as well solve this like I would do with a kid. I walked up to him and took a mushroom from the ground. (Really gross, don't try this at home, you'll regret it like crazy.) Luckily I put on my gloves before I picked it up, who knows, this mushroom could have some kind of poison that turns you into an idiot. I put the mushroom in front of his face then a puff of smoke appeared. In place of the mushroom was a small Japanese raccoon doll. He looked fascinated. He started poking it. My eyes twitched. A sight where a man around 40's poking a doll with child eyes, and has sparkles around it is seriously disturbing. 

I checked my watch. 1 minute left. "Later." I teleported in front of Haruhi who was about to enter the classroom. She looked shocked, "How-" I walked past her just as the bell ringed, "A magician never reveals his secrets, Haru-chan." 

After introductions and annoying insulting whispers we walked to our seats. Mines next to a window. Lucky. I stared out, zoning out the lesson which I've learned when I was like 3 years old. However, I noticed out of the corner of my eye, something that gave me a slightly wary feeling. Hm, interesting. I turned my face to see a pair of twins who were eyes Haruhi and me for a while with grins that will probably send shivers down Haruhi's spine. I couldn't feel any shivers down my spine, just a small spark of interest. My memory sparked, Hikaru and Kaoru Hittachin. Despite being twins, they are kind of easy to tell apart, Ma, I can probably tell because I'm a genius. "Yukihira Akito! Answer this question!" I looked back at the window not bothering to look at the board. I could feel the sensei smirk, I mentally smirk as I closed my eyes. "The answer is the root of x+3 square. However I believe you wrote the question wrong, isn't that so? Sen-sei-chan?" I could feel shock coming from her as well as the rest of the class, but Haruhi is probably smirking. I could tell that she could easily solve this question as well, the twins were smirking as well. For some reason I felt like this won't end well.

Around the end of school....

I admit I kind of skipped most of my classes cause they were so boring, but does it really matter? Just ace the test and you grade is settled. I was wandering around the hall bored when I spotted my new toy-friend, I meant to say friend. Slip of the tongue again. She closed the door of the room which I remember was the 4th library. I walked up behind her again and blew on her ear. She jumped. I chuckled slightly, "Haruhi, if you keep having this reaction every time someone does this to you, your going to have it hard at Ouran." Haruhi calmed down, and sighed but smiled at me. "Your the only one who does this Akito, would you like to study with me, considering you missed most of your classes?" I put my hands behind my head, "Might as well come along." I said, but for some reason I have this kind of bad feeling along my spine. 

We walked to an abandon music room. When I started to think deeply, 

Flashback:

Mr. Suoh was talking with me over the phone about completely random stuff I couldn't bother to listen, 'Oh, your coming to Ouran right? And an a scholarship! Very impressive for a commoner (He believes I'm a commoner and doesn't know that I'm a Yukimura.) By the way did you know my son is the king of one of my favourite clubs here at Ouran?! Its a host club! He got his wonderful skills from myself, don't you think? The location is Music room 3, oh and while I'm at it, might I tell you that my son is handsome just like me, and-'

I hanged up the phone, I continued reading my phone with my headphones on, what was he talking about anyway? Probably not important.

End of flashback:

I then smelled roses. I noticed a sign that said 'Music room #3'. Haruhi opened the door before I could stop her, I immediately jumped back (like 10 feet back) and landed expertly (Shin-chan: She landed like a ninja....Is there nothing this girl can do?) Sh*t. The doors suddenly closed on there own as I stood up from my landing position, and walked to the door with my hands in my pocket. A important rule of the magician is to keep a poker face at all times. I looked at the giant door's and decided that it was locked. I looked through the small opening between the doors and there stood a very nervous commoner in front of 6 handsome guys. 

"Welcome." They said in a voice that kind of disturbed me. I looked back at Haruhi and sighed, she is defiantly not the one to keep a poker face. Ma, this might get interesting. I plopped down on the ground, sitting while crossing my legs together.

Let the awkward entertainment begin. The main cast will be the Host club and the poor soul Haruhi.

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Pity for Haruhi.