In the gazebo (~Keira~)

[sakaha]

James gazed out at the sky leaning against the gazebo. He grasped a notebook in his hands with the letters his parents and siblings had sent to him. He had just opened his parent's, to read the worst before the best; his siblings'.

It was after school right now, he had ran off as soon as the bell rang to get to this area. It was peaceful and he could read the messages without his mom's family getting a hold of them, he loathed when they looked at him with the pity in their eyes.

He scanned the letter, mostly the same things as ever, and pocketed the check inside. He never could understand why they gave him the money every time they sent him a letter. He replied shortly with a thank you and a brief on life, leaving out much of the details.

He stared at his siblings' letter still unopened letters but did not open them. He instead closed his violet eyes tilting his head to the shining sun basking in the warmth it brought. He sheds his jacket and loosened the tie he wore to get more comfortable. How he did love this place, though he wished he had someone to share it with.

[squirrel101]

Keira was dropped off at the school in her white limo. It was slightly annoying because the car was so flashy. She was used to the life of luxury now, or so she thought. She blushed slightly once she exited the vehicle. She did it so fast the chauffer didn't have the time to open the door for her. She quickly turned to be polite. "Ah, I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry!" It was only a half truth, or a white lie. She was in a hurry though she was in a hurry to get away from the flashy vehicle. Many students arrived in their own limo's but very few save one were white.

Keira rushed to the large, pinkish building as fast as power walking would get her there. She didn't talk to anyone and nobody talked to her. A few heads turned as they recognized a new student but Keira didn't have a look about her face that would allow for friendly conversation at the moment. Most were already in their own little cliques. There didn't seem to be a place for the young woman.

She grabbed her classroom schedule and headed towards her first class. It went by like she expected. The teacher briefly introduced her to the class then made her go sit down. A few asked her questions but it seemed like many already knew her and her status.

Keira obviously had the money but wasn't from an aristocratic family. She wasn't special looking either. She'd been warned by her mother about Ouran. Only three things would get anyone anywhere in that school. Popularity, Aristocracy, and beauty. While Keira wasn't ugly she wasn't anything special. They didn't have the breeding like her mother wanted. That left popularity for Keira. The only way she could get anywhere was to climb the social ladder. Meaning she had to find people who were popular and grab their attention somehow. So far it seemed like everyone had deemed her as a lower class schoolmate. The only reason she had got into Ouran was because of her wealth.

That wasn't enough for the aristocracy. She had to work for it, though at the moment her heart was racing. As soon as the bell rang for a small break Keira headed outside. She needed air. It was too much for her already. Normally she was happy go lucky and fun. Today, she was more nervous than a hare in coyote country.

She saw a small gazebo decorated in roses. The wooden carvings were made of roses and the actual flowers growing around it were also flowers. The pinks and reds mingled. Keira sighed happily, most of her stress was gone now due to the beauty of the architecture. She hadn't noticed the boy until she was right next to him. Only about a meter or two away.

He was reading what seemed to be an unopened letter. "Oh I'm sorry, was I intruding?" she asked trying to sound polite. Her american slang was hard to hide though. His facial expression before seemed to be slightly sad and thoughtful. Keira could have been wrong though. The boy was quite handsome, she had to admit.

His unusual hair color made him seem paler than most boys. His face almost looked fragile. She decided to introduce herself quickly. The Japanese always seemed to be polite in their language. "I'm Keira Adair. I'm a second year."

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James was so focused on his inner thoughts that he didn't notice someone else finding his spot in the maze. He nearly jumped out of his skin, his eyes turning a brighter violet color as he turned his head and saw a eye full of breast.

"Whoa! Miss your boobs are huge!" James really didn't even mind that it sounded rather crude, or that he even spoke in English to say that. This lady had huge boobs and they only looked bigger from this angle. He then processed that she had spoke to him.

"I'm James Luciant, First year." He said fluently in Japanese, if she wanted to speak Japanese it was only polite he reply in it back. He tried to see her face around the huge mountains but that didn't go over well.

"Can you please, like, sit down or something? Its so hard to conversation with boobs, id rather see a lovely face. " He also would love to have the evening sun warming his face a bit more, it was just right so freckles wouldn't appear if he stayed out longer then an hour.

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Keira blinked at the boy who's face had changed to one of comical appearance. His eyes bugged a bit in surprise. He then shouted in english at her. Keira gasped in surprise. She didn't mind one bit that he'd yelled because of her rather large bosom. She supposed she found her first friend. The young American threw her arms around the boys' neck and hugged him tightly. His face was wedged in between her breasts.

"Oh my goodness!" she yelled in English. She continued to squeaze him hard. She had felt very alone today but not it felt as if she was greeting an old friend. "You speak English! I can't believe it! I honestly thought I was the only American at Ouran."

She then let the boy go and stood over him again. A huge smile crossed her face and she stepped back. So he was a first year? Too bad they wouldn't have any classes together. She doubted schools in japan were like schools in the US.

Keira then giggled at his last comment about her mounds. She sat down next to him and folded her dress under herself. It wouldn't be polite to flash anyone. She'd also rather not have people know the color of her panties.

She then turned to him and spoke in English again. "You're fluent in English right? Well can we speak in our tongue? I'm fine with Japanese but I would rather be able to relax with my accent than continue to speak politely," she said with an comical sweat drop on the side of her head.

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James noticed how soft her boobs were but couldn't breath at all so could not comment. He was so glad he was gay or this would be so awkward.

"Yes i do, i wouldn't be surprised if there is not more around here somewhere. " He smiled at the wave of warmth she gave off after finding out he was American.

"Well I've lived in American for nearly fifteen years of my life so i feel i speak it very well, so yes we can speak English~" He piped out quite pleased himself not to be alone to brood. He kind of wished it had been a sexy guy but he cannot deny any company really.

"Are you ok Hun? You look pale? Wants some sweets?" He asked ready to pull out his bag where the sweets sat.

[squirrel101]

Keira was glad to have found someone she could relate to. She sat with her back to the gazebo, leaning on the fine wood. She licked her lips on the slightly hot day but was pleased with the temperature. She was obviously planning on making him her friend whether he liked it or not.

A sparrow flew over their heads chirping slightly. The school didn't look as foreboding now. Instead it was a pleasantly looking pink with beautiful architecture. It wasn't a place to really fear as much though once she went back inside she was sure to face the problems again. Her confidence was restored by this boy for now though.

She'd lived in the states for most of her life as well. Until a month ago at least. He must have been relatively new as well then. She stretched her arms above her head and turned to the boy who offered her sweets. She nodded happily. "Yes I'd love some sweets thank you. Do you have any pocky?" she asked with a slightly hopeful face, that looked much like a puppies.

"Thank you. It's nice to meet you James. How long have you been at Ouran?" she was starting off with pleasantries. She was interested in what he had to say, but a thought came back to her. Shouldn't she do as her mother asked and ask about the most popular people at the school? Keira coughed and bit her lip slightly. She didn't want to use her newfound friend but... she wanted to help her mother.

"I was wondering... I heard some girls talking about this Tamaki guy earlier today. Do you know who he is?" she asked the boy. Tamaki had indeed been thrown around by the girls and she was sure this boy was quite popular with the ladies. Perhaps he was the kind of person she needed to hang around to get herself a bit more popular. There she could climb the social ladder like her mother would want her to.

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James nodded his head at the girl's question. He dug around his bag and pulled out a box of pocky. He was so used to having sweets to give to his siblings or friends that he felt the need to carry them around still in case someone would need it.

"Ive been at Ouran since the school year started, so not very long." He answered. He saw her calculating eyes and knew the next thing out of her mouth would be something important.

"Tamaki is the king of the Ouran Host Club. The club is filled with some of the most rich and beautiful students in the school, Tamaki is the princely type of the club. He is the son of the Ouran's chairman and is part french part Japanese. He is a second year like you and known for his flirting, good grades, love for cultures, and kindness. I've never met him yet but i would so love to." James knew about people, though mostly just the people who catch his eye. He wanted to meet Tamaki for different reasons, the host clubs men were sexy.

He sat in the grass pulling out the leaves next to him and just staring at the roses. He touched the petals softly before turning to see this girls reaction to the king.