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°Saotura°

I woke up to a blaring alarm. An ungodly thing to wake up to. I slammed my hand on the snooze and sat up, groggily glaring at the wall for a few seconds before I realized that I had a plane to catch in an hour. I cursed softly before rushing around the empty room to pack my remaining stuff. I had enough to fill two suitcases full. One was for clothes and bathroom necessities while the other was for my rather heavy school supplies. Once finished packing and changing, I make my way to the door. With one last glimpse of the room I have stayed in for years, I walk out.

That last thing I said as I left the grounds was. . .

"It was nice knowing you! See you, you lovable nerds!"

I grabbed my suitcases out of the taxi and shut the trunk. The driver sped off without a second comment and I was left alone with my thoughts. It would have been better to go home first and drop off my bags, but I had called the chairman and told him that I was going to look around the school seeing that I was the new transfer here. There wasn't much I could do except to haul the suitcases with me.

I shuffled to the large building that had me in awe. It was amazing that Haruhi could get a scholarship here. I paid my way in with the money I had earned. I'm broke now. Well except for the money I'll be giving Dad. He needs it for the family.

I made my way into the building. It was silent except for the sound of the suitcases rolling behind me. At least it wasn't full of rich teenagers. That would be pretty bad.

I had explored a great deal of the school and cussed a great amount of my vocabulary before I came across a room Haruhi talked about. Music Room Three. Said to be filled with killer rose petals and blinding light. I wonder what perverts I will find in here.

With one hand, I opened the door on the right and Haruhi was right about those petals. They are deadly. I blinked a few times before walking into the room. In a matter of seconds, I was in the spot light.

I placed my suitcases near the wall and looked at the large group of teenagers once more. "What? Am I handsome or something? I must be the man of the day. I feel honored."

I hear a shuffle of feet and a chair being pushed back to my left. I seen a head of brown hair and familiar brown doe eyes.

A grin slides onto my face as I looked at the shocked expression on the person. "Long time no see, little Haru. How's my favorite little sibling?"

In that moment, all hell broke loose.

As the girls were flooded out, I made my way over to Haruhi who had bounded into my arms and gave me a bone crushing hug, in which I had also returned.

Our moment was ruined however when a tall flamboyant blonde came bounding in our direction. He demands answers on how I knew his daughter and things similar. What had caught my attention was the daughter part.

I looked at Haruhi,"what the heck did I miss while I was gone? Did dad have an affair with this being? I think I need to talk some sense into Dad."

Haruhi laughed,"no he didn't, Sao. It's a club thing. Tamaki likes to think of the club as a family."

I nod in understanding "that's good. I didn't really want to knock Dad into next year."

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