Prologue

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I watch as my opponent's sword flies behind her. She stares at me wide eyed. "K-Kimiko-Sama! Can't you go easy on me, just once?!" Leefa asks pouting. "Sorry, but if you were to have a sword fight out of the Dojo, the attacker wouldn't go easy on you. So why should I?" I ask putting away my sword. "Ugh!" My opponent/ Leefa says frustrated before stomping off. It was a known fact that none of my teammates could stand me, because they expect me to go easy on them because they're girls. I'm a girl, you don't see me begging for someone to go easy on me. In fact if someone were to go easy on me, I'd be pissed. I pack my things up and start to walk out of the Dojo. "Kimiko." Master Toma calls. I stop and turn to him. I bow. "Master?" I ask. "It was an honor to teach you." He says. "Thank you Master, it was an honor to be your student." I say, raise myself, smile, and walk away. For three years, I've been in this school in America, but now that my mother has a job back in Japan, I must attend Ouran Highschool. I sigh after taking one last look at my old school, before climbing into the Black Mercedes waiting in the parking lot. "Miss Nagasaki, how was your last day?" The driver asks. I shrug. I was never one to express any feelings. I don't really know why but that's how I am. I look out the window, watching as the town I grew up in disappears. I sigh again. Ouran better have a Kendo Club.

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I know it is short, I SRY! Anyhow, so yea, there the Prologue be! Other chappies will be longer, pinky swear!

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