Working Hard

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(Ryuu's POV)

I ran past the main gates, threw the skateboard onto the ground and jumped onto it which immediately turned it on, blasting the engine and helped it speed up.

It was too hard to stay in the same room when people talk about my father. It is so painful because the past is one of the last things I can't deal with though I'm very tolerant of most things.

Shortly after I arrived at the front gates of my house; it is a 3-story building with a large front yard, a garden in the back, a half pipe along with a large sized pool and diving board. The gate had opened up and I pushed off and walked onto the estate property.

I jumped off the skateboard and onto the ground pulling it up under my arm. I quickly unlocked the large double doors causing them to reveal the inside of my families' large mansion. The first room you walk into is the huge ballroom with a fireplace that also worked as a living room and in the back of it the room was the staircase from the first floor to a platform that then had two staircases leading to the bedrooms. More stairs lead up to the third floor were we had our libraries, studies, my mothers-fashion studio since was the president of the families fashion company and our families private movie theater. I ran into my room, which was a large sized bedroom that was white with a turquoise trim; it had a queen sized bed, a walk in closet that held both my boy clothes and some girly clothes for the occasion I can go in public as my true gender, there was also a closet that I kept sewing equipment and supplies in, one work desk, 3 bookshelves and a couch that had large flat screen TV across from it and a little cabinet where I kept some snacks and drinks for when I have large projects that take me all night and I cant have a proper dinner or when I decide to have movie marathons.

Then I changed my clothes into more comfortable blue shorts and a gray t-shirt, pulled out my home work from my bag and got right on it. My phone started to vibrate, so not even looking up from the work I grabbed it off the table and flipped the phone open.

"Hello. This is Ryuu Inoyuka's cell phone, who might you be and what do you need?" I said in my plainest tone possible.

"It's Kyoya Ootori may I talk to Ryuu." The voice on the phone said.

"This is she, what's up, what do you need?" I said with a little brighter voice.

"Not much I just wanted to check up on you, when you started to seem really down." He said lowering his tone.

"Yes I'm fine now, thank you. So what do you need besides that?" I replied to him also asking a simple question.

"Wow you pick up fast, Tamaki decided tomorrow that we will be doing a tropical island get away theme would you be fine with wearing a female outfit because all of the boys ones are shirtless." he said inquiring about me.

"Yeah I'm alright with that it would be kind of fun and maybe I could add extensions and make it look more realistic." I said as the idea popped into my head. Kyoya and I talked for hours about different ideas for the club meeting tomorrow while doing homework. After I finished my homework and conversation with Kyoya. He told me to order something's using the clubs credit card including hair extensions for my costumes, a few pieces of furniture, some scenery and some tropical tableware. Then I closed my laptop walked over to my queen sized bed jumped under the covers and went out like a light.

(Next Morning/Ouran Academy)

I stopped in the main office to pick up the packages holding all the stuff we ordered last night. I had to make multiple trips to and from the main office to our club. I had arrived at the building 2 hours before anyone would be here except a few staff members and the principle. The larger and heavier packages had already been brought up to the club I just had to take care of the rest. I sat outside of the club on top of one of the last few crates, it had taken me almost an hour to bring up all of the crates and I was sweating so profusely that my bangs and the rest if my hair were stuck to my face. After I caught my breath I pulled my hair into a ponytail (a tiny one), next I brought the last crate in and started to open them up and unload the supplies and place them around the room.

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