A boy with a mask. A school for the rich. What could possibly go wrong? ****** Misuki Kisare has worn a mask for years- both a literal, black cotton one and a figurative mask of little emotion. He gets transferred to Ouran Academy, and is an immediate celebrity, but not because of the mask. Misuki is quiet, with whitish-grey hair and amber eyes- an unusual combination. Hikaru Hitachiin isn't necessarily loud, but he isn't quiet. Mischievous, he pulls pranks on students with his twin brother Kaoru. When Hikaru sees the new boy with a mask, he is startled by the silence... ****** Will Misuki open up and finally remove his masks? Will Hikaru be able to break a wall built for protection? And how will the girls react to "The Masked Type", if Kyoya can get him to join the Host Club? Find out in "Behind The Mask".

KuroRyuu Suzuki is the new boy at Ouran Academy. He has an amazing talent when it comes to combat and is skilled with weapons. But he's not here on a scholarship, no he was force to come here by his rich uncle who figured that Kuro could learn a thing or two from all the rich kids. But Kuro thought different. Just like in any school he kept to himself and once again he became the phantom of the new school, silent and mysterious. But what happens when he is dragged into the life of the host club? What happens with this "Straight boy" falls for one of the host club members? But will this silent and mysterious boy actually be able to break out of his dark shell or will he remain the way he was? ---------------------------------------------------------------- I suck with Summaries, but I will try to make the book better .-. I don't own any of the Ouran characters, I only own Kuro and His uncle.

if you don't like swearing..... this story is not for you... ANOTHER OHSHC FANFIC! YAOI STYLE!

"Hikaru, please wait!" The rain was getting heavier. She tried to run after him. "Stop, let me explain!" Her chest felt tight, and her legs felt like jelly. "Please, turn around!" her voice was barely audible above the noise of the rain. Hikaru kept walking though. Yuka felt to her knees, her chest felt so tight it would burst, she had reached her limit. She was cold. Her legs felt numb. She couldn't go any further. Her throat burned even though the cold rain drops embraced her. "Hikaru, please I beg you, turn around!" it took all her remaining energy to say that, and look up at Hikaru, who had just begun to turn around. Then, with her eyes turning to the back of her head, her head lolled forward and everything went black.