Yui's point of view:

Tears ran down my cheeks and I let myself fall sobbing on my velvety four-poster bed.
I put my head in the wine-red pillow to let my sad sounds fade away.
I pulled my legs to me.
A new school?
The Ouran Academy?
I clutched the dark fabric even tighter until my fingers began to tremble.
There was a soft knock on my gold-decorated, white room door, heard how it slowly opened with a dull sound and then closed again immediately.
"Yui! Your father is on the phone", it was Sebastian!

~ silent ~

I felt how he put the small, black device on my bed and disappeared as quickly as he came.
There were soft noises in my ear which, as it sounded, came from the receiver.
I sat up slowly and stared into my mirror with puffy eyes and red nose ... "I look terrible!" I mumbled and heard my father calling my name on the other end of the phone.
With a sigh, I grabbed the device and held it to my ear which, it felt like it was numb.
"Yes?" I had to cough to make my voice sound more or less the same as before.
"Yui? Finally! -" I could barely understand my dad.

My parents are on a world tour .. they left me here with my little sister, Kita, and our servant Sebastian. I missed father very much, but mother ... I sigh.
"Yui? Are you even listening to me?" I shook my head to organize my confused thoughts.
"T-I'm sorry, what did you say?" The person on the other end groaned.
"Yu ...!" that's what he used to call me when I was as old as my little sister is now. "I understand that you don't want to change schools, but I thought you would be happy to spend more time with your mother and me again!" That was true. Leo, my father, wanted to put me in this school in Japan because he thought he would see me more often, he said they would even stay in Tokyo.
"Father ...-" my voice broke and I had to gag vigorously again "... it's okay, yes, these uniforms, please dad, you are not serious?"
I heard my dad sneeze and immediately afterwards my mother's voice cursing hysterically ... I didn't even know her like that!
"You know, honey .. because of this uniform ... come up with something, I have to hang up now, we love you, bye!" .. and away ..
I should think of something?
"AND WHAT ??" I yelled at the device in my hands and sank back down on my bed.

Before he left, Sebastian had the brochure of 'Ouran high' on my big and
sinful expensive desk, which I now held in my pale hands and
stared at with tired eyes.
The girls and boys depicted on the front wore the school uniforms, which I would soon have to wear.How could you wear such a dress?
And then in this color, what idiot has come up with something so horrible?
My eyes fell on the boys' clothes, which didn't seem so bad to me, I could even live with them.
I closed my eyes, felt my long, black eyelashes touch my face and
calmed me down.
The boys' uniforms .....
Hmm ... should I come up with something?
Alright!
A grin appeared on my lips and I felt myself getting tired.

But before I could slide into the land of dreams, the door of my room was opened and an angry girl was standing in it, her fists clenched, her angry eyes fixed on me and her small, petite body tense with anger.
"YU !!! You want to go to Japan?" she yelled at me as she ran towards me.
I smiled warmly at her and took her in my arms.
"I'm sorry, Kita! But you're big enough to get along without me", that's what mom and dad said when they went on their world tour and left us alone.
My sister buried her pale face in my chest and her long brown hair swirled around her cheek, but I also saw the tears running from her eyes.
"Oh honey!" I stroked her head and started humming her favorite song to calm her down.

After a few minutes of trying to convince her it wouldn't be that bad, Kita fell asleep. I put the little one on my wine-red sheet and covered her up to her chin.
I should probably pack my things!
I pulled the red suitcase from under my bed and stuffed all my pants and shirts into it.
Sebastian said I had to leave the day after tomorrow.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
A school for over-abundant snobs?
Yes, it is true, my family was rich, they had money and not a little, they were famous and popular all over the world.
I read my gaze through my things and bit my lower lip to resist the temptation to pack my white summer dress.
I took it in my hands and examined the garment, the golden lines that decorated the dress like wild snakes, glittered in the sun and I had to smile when I saw the small stain on the end of the clothes. My sister just couldn't eat without getting something dirty, she really has to play with it all the time. I looked over at her, her curly hair all over the bed, her legs bent and her hands on her face, her breathing calm and steady and her facial expressions relaxed. I'm sorry, little one, that I have to leave you alone, but I just miss Father too much. I sighed and sat down on my suitcase, which was already ready for departure.

My sister was still asleep, I stood in front of my ex home and wondered whether I should wake her or not.Sebastian stood bored at the garden gate and waited until I would finally come, but without saying goodbye to Kita ...? I couldn't do that, could I?
I tapped with my fingers, to the beat of a song that I couldn't get out of my head at the moment, on the wall of our house against which I had leaned from tiredness.
I was only able to pursue my plan with Mam and Dad, they can't talk me out of it either ... it was Papa's fault, too.
I had called him last night, he said they had bought a villa in Tokyo
and maybe want to stay there forever, as he had told me before. Of course, my sister and Sebastian would then also follow.
I pushed myself from the wall and came up to our servant who was staring at me with questioning eyes.
"We go!" I said in an unrecognizable sad voice "I just couldn't stand my sister's face when I go!"
He just nodded understandingly and opened the door of our white limousine.
"As you wish!"
I sighed ... I'm sorry, Kita!

Since I live close to the Japanese border, I had no choice but to fly.
"I'm sorry to be so curious, but why do you only have one suitcase with you?"
I was startled by my thoughts and saw Sebastian's dark eyes in the rearview mirror.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"I'm going to buy new clothes in Tokyo!" I gave him in answer.
He let himself be satisfied with it and averted the disturbing, penetrating gaze.
After half an hour our car came to a standstill and I saw our luxury jet from afar.
After saying goodbye to our butler, I sat on one of the modern red and white seats on the jet and searched my bag for my MP3 player, without it I couldn't even last half an hour.
It was at the bottom, between my two favorite books, just waiting for me to use it.
The plane was about to take off and I felt a slight pressure on my ears.
I closed my eyes and inhaled the pungent smell of the room, how long did the flight take again?
I didn't know anymore, what had Sebastian said again: about you 4 hours or more?
I groaned.
My memory! I've never been able to rely on that.
I got tired, so I leaned back in the chair and took a more comfortable position.
My body relaxed and became more and more flaccid, until I finally lost possession of my joints and fell asleep ...

When I woke up almost 4 hours had passed and the jet suddenly started to land again.
I quickly buckled my seatbelt back on and packed up my player.
A yawn escaped me and I bit my lip to stay awake.

I got out of the private plane and saw a black car pull up that didn't look cheap.
A man in a suit as dark as the car got out and I recognized my father, who grinned broadly when he saw me."Welcome, Yui!" he shouted before I ran up to him and hugged him stormily.
"Nice to see you, father!" a smile appeared on my lips and I kissed him on the cheek.
His brown hair stuck out from his head in all directions and his green eyes shone in the blazing sun.
He was a really handsome man and still very young for two kids (plus, he had six pack abs).
The pilot of the jet came up to me with my small suitcase, only nodded when he saw my father and immediately disappeared again.
"Sit down! You definitely want to see your new home!"
I just sighed and let myself sink into the pitch-black place.

We remained silent during the journey, we had nothing to discuss, most of which we had already clarified over the phone or by email.
We stopped in front of a large, white luxury villa.
I got out of the car with my mouth open and couldn't take my eyes off the magnificent house, which was twice as big as it was before.
"You like the way it looks?" scoffed my father.
I looked at him sideways and raised one of my eyebrows.
"Just don't imagine anything on it."
Leo grinned and opened the large, gold-decorated apartment door for me.
I stepped in and saw my mother in a red summer dress standing in the hallway cleaning the house with shining eyes.
When she saw me, her eyes widened and she began to look at me terribly.
"You have become pretty, Yui!"
I bowed politely and smiled at her.
"Thank you mother!"
Her long, blonde locks were tied up and hanging down from her right shoulder.
Her olive green eyes shone with energy and seemed to penetrate me.
"Yui! Your room is upstairs down the hall, last door, on the left!" said my father, who stood with my suitcase in hand in the frame of the front door.
I nodded happily and hopped up the stairs, down the hallway until I stood in front of the big door and put my pale hands on my left ... it opened.

I felt terribly small in contrast to this room, it shone white and in the middle was an elegant four-poster bed with a wine-red cover.
On the side was a large closet, twice the size of my old one, as bright and brilliant white as the wall.
The room had four large, wide windows