Ouran High school Host club: The Unpredictable Genius

Prologue

~FLASHBACK~

It was a full-moon night. In a mansion somewhere in France, was a 10 year-old girl, with snow-white hair that shined, and beautiful icy turquoise eyes that glowed in the dark. The girl sat in a chair nearby a giant open window, the wind blowing gently on the large curtains as the moonlight illuminated on her face. She looked in boredom at the perfect red rose garden outside, her face rested on her hand loosely, all was quiet except for the wind. Then it stopped.

Suddenly, the door to her room opened forcefully, and one man with a smug smirk and a gun in his hand came in and pointed his gun at the girl.

He laughed a disgusting laugh, "Well, well~ Looks like the rumors I heard were true, the little princess foundation of the Yukimura corps. I wonder how much of a ransom they will pay for you, but you know~" The man looked at her with disgusting eyes, "Your the most beautiful flower that I've seen, a red rose perhaps?  A delicate little flower are you? Heh, for the largest company, you have a lousy security system. Now, come with me slowl-" The girl chuckled.

The girl's eyes didn't stray from her view of the rose garden, instead, the girl smiled slightly. "Fufufu~ a delicate flower? You think I'm a red rose? You are a stupid one are you?" The man looked at her furiously, "How dare you! You had your chance, I'm not going easy on you, its time for you to lose something with that cocky attitude!" The man aimed his gun at one of her crossed legs and shot.

BANG!

Only, it never hit the girl, "How?! How did it not hit?!" The girl held out a gloved hand, and a smoking bullet fell on the floor." The girl looked at the man for the first time with a smirk as her eyes glowed dully.

"Child's play." she said as she un-crossed her legs and stood up elegantly, as she smirked at the man. "Hmph. Adults are so predictable, and to think that it wasn't even the slightest entertainment." The girl took a step, as she flipped her hair, "Its time to sleep, Oyasumi (good night)" Then she disappeared, and the man suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Suddenly a cold hand landed on his shoulder, the girl smiled and talked gently behind him, "And let me just tell you... The Yukimura corps has no need to guard me, after all...." The girl pushed him gently, the man shot out of the room through the window and fell on the rose garden.

The girl walked out to the balcony where the frightened man stared at terror of the ice princess in front of him, heart frozen to ice. The girl chuckled, as the man fell unconscious, the girl sighed as she turned around back into her room, "Fun fact: The blood red rose has thorns for a reason." 

The man barely heard her as the most highest quality body guards surrounded him, taking him out of there mistress's precious rose garden. The girl's icy eyes, stared at the figure leaning on her door, the girl walked past, "You gotten cruel ever since 'that'" the handsome man said with a small curious look, the girl walked past him, "Excuse me, but I've always been that way, dear annoying brother of mine."

The girl stopped walking as her brother asked something, "You know, if you don't make the effort, you'll never find the 'thing' your looking for in life. The 'thing' that will never lose your interest."

The girl turned around with a annoyed look on her face, "Yeah, and its not like I'm going to find it anytime soon. Probably never." Her brother grinned smugly, "Say's the person who never even entered school." There was a flash then a big pink bump on her brother head.

The girl sighed, as the brother got serious, then annoying grinned, "Too bad for you, but dad wants you to go to Ouran private institute academy." The girl coughed, "*cough* age 10 *cough*" The brother rolled his eyes, "When your 15 of course, I wouldn't be surprised if he had your whole life planned." 

The girl said nothing and walked away as the brother said, "I bet they'll be something interesting there." The girl sighed and thought.

'Now that will be a real unpredictable miracle.' She thought with a small smirk, "How amusingly interesting.