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Ouran Highschool Take Over {Remake}

Mori looked over at the extremely babbly girl and a shadow of a smile dawned his ever-blank expression. He was much taller, but she was cute and he liked cute things. She did talk too much, but he didn't say much so it balanced out. "Mori. Nice to meet you" he said in a deep voice. Haruhi's jaw dropped as well as Tamaki's as they watched the two interact.

Faeya turned to the man in glasses and she crossed her arms. "If we are to... work together the. We must decide where us females will sit to meet our customers and we have to have our customers set up in a schedule. Speaking of customers, we must advertise our club so we can get them to come. I'd like to set up a photoshoot with the a good student photographer so we won't spend money on unnessassary things."

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LittleAlouette said
Most call Sophia Breslin-Hardt an arrogant bitch. Come to think of it, she calls herself that, too, on occasion. All arrogance, though, has its roots in something real, and Sophia finds her self-confidence completely justified because she really smarter than everyone else. She really read that many books. She really know what she's talking about. She's the best at chess, the best at memory and recall, and she always wins.Sophia is as fiery as fiery gets, and she'll be damned if anyone ever tries to tame her. Yeah, she might be bossy. She expects others to listen to her. She expects loyalty, too, and though she might often look down on others, those who can burrow their ways into her heart can expect the strongest of loyalties back. Nothing stands in Sophia's way for long. Often, she really is as brilliant a girl as she cracks herself up to be. She fights fierce, she hates fierce, and she loves fierce. Sophia insults the ones she hates and 'critiques' the ones she cares for, so it can often be hard to tell how much she cares.She'd probably slap you if you said it—she's a very physical girl, prone to taking out her feelings on skin and bone even though she's hardly five-foot-two—but she's really only an angry, albeit brilliant, little girl. When she's had her fun and games, when she's manipulated and lied and stolen and broken and deduced life itself to death, all she really wants is somewhere warm to hide. That's why she's cold. She's quicker to look down on others than to connect with them, but that leaves her so lonely all she can do is become more defensive. But after all the yelling and screaming and scratching, all she really is is a little girl with a head bigger than she can handle. She'll fight to no end for those in life who've ever stood up for her.For Sophia, it's all about control. She likes to be in control. She finds others too incompetent—or, at least, that's what she tells herself. In reality, she's scared of what other people might do to her. No one's ever reined her in, and she intends to keep it that way. It's strange, though, how far she's spun out of control when all someone's ever needed to do was hold her in place—where do all her mental tricks go when a single good hit could out the tiny girl?Sophia was a prostitute's kid. She never remembered her mommy; Mommy got killed off in the drug war long before Sophia could recall. Since those days, she's learned a bit about Mother Dearest, a personal favorite of a certain not-to-be-named astrophysicist, and she doesn't like the sound of it—drugs, pain, and a woman who only ever wanted to be free. But since those days, since the day Sophia was found eating Cheerios on a bloody floor, Sophia has never looked back.Adopted by some caring woman with entirely too much sympathy and enough money to complement it, Sophia knew by the age of five that the woman she called 'Mommy' was too blonde and brown-eyed to have any relation to her. Granted, by the age of eleven, she was doing calculus—but that was another story. Sophia never quite liked the woman who'd taken her in, even if she was so sweet and giving. Utterly, she was weak, and Sophia hated her.Little Sophia hated most things. It perplexed her mother, how hateful the little girl was. She didn't laugh like her own son had when he was six. She wasn't as talkative. Sophia was always reading, always alone up in that big, empty room of hers. She tried putting Sophia in therapy, but after a month, the girl was parroting psychology textbooks to the therapist.She was a wreck in school. Rebellious, rude, and flippant towards her teachers, she was expelled for turning the high school chemistry lab into a giant firework in the third grade. She was expelled again the same year for building wings and trying to fly a hapless classmate off the roof. Sophia was annoyed; they'd really worked. It was too bad the police confiscated and destroyed her little 'art project.'From then on, Sophia was tutored. It was after Sophia humiliated and then 'fired' three of the tutors her mother had sought out that Professor Nietzow came into her life. He wasn't a tutor, per se; in fact, he was her older brother's boyfriend of the week. Long story short, he ended up liking Sophia more than Sophia's adoptive brother, and Sophia found him sufficiently brilliant—and charming, and good-looking, at that, though he was a good fifteen years her senior—and they nearly ran off together before Sophia's mother caught them.Sophia's mother had had enough. Within a week, she was loaded onto a plane to what Sophia understood to be a reform facility, somewhere to 'curb her wild ways.' She didn't expect to be pushed out with nothing but a parachute. And she really, didn't like being tied up.Supernatural/human partner: MDI's. Javak. I think? I dunno.

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Sorry I've not posted for a while.

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CorruptedShadow said
"Well, judging by the red on your face, it seems you really are in a horror." He laughed as he brought her a bit farther from the town. The houses began to thin in numbers, but the farther they got, the better the houses seemed in condition. Not only that, but the road seemed to be getting cleaner. Adjusting his glasses, he smiled again as he looked down at her, "Tell me something, how does someone with such a tiny body manage to live such a normal life? I don't mean this as an insult, but more of a curious and scientific purpose. That and you are quite the look, I must say."

Her blush turned a deep crimson. "I-I manage just fine! I can do anything a taller person can do! I just cannot reach for things." She looked down at her hands and fiddled with her them. "I just have to be more creative than taller people sometimes Also, what do you mean 'quite the look'? Some may take that as an insult." She crossed her arms rebelliously.

Shadows of the Night - Tale of a forbidden love between Darkness and light.

Faeya's eyes widened in shock as the being was not just a cat. She was still trying to register the fact that it wasn't a cat as they spoke. Then she was nudged and she jumped. She then looked up at Thack. She noticed he seemed quite busy... Too busy... She sighed leaned against the near the door. She could easily use her magic to teleport out of here, but then she would be in even more pain. She looked back up at Thack and said "you do realize that you are hiding a criminal. The prince would be very in pleased to hear such, seeing as you want to be promoted sometime in the near future." She crossed her arms. "Maybe you were promoted recently. That is even worse because then you wouldn't want to ruin that either." She looked up at him with a level headed expression. "Keeping criminals is a crime against the prince, isn't it? Think about it."

Shadows of the Night - Tale of a forbidden love between Darkness and light.

Faeya shook with anger and was about to scream her head off, but she felt something at her feet and she looked down. A small smile became apparent and she lowered herself to a kneeling position before the cat. "Hello, there. What's your name?" she slowly slid her hand toward the cat and ran her hand along his back. "You're a very pretty kitty." She giggled softly at the strange coloring.

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Ouran Highschool Take Over {Remake}

After school was over and done with, the principal announced that more scholarship students were coming onto campus and that the clubs would be expanding for the increase in students. Morinozuka listened in silence in music room 3 with all the other hosts. He glanced over at at Tamaki to see if this expansion was effecting them. Tamaki smiled and said in a princely manner "fear not, my friends! Our beautiful host club will not be effected by-" As he was saying this, the doors opened and instead of the rose petals flying toward the door, the red rose petals flew toward the host members.

A group of beautiful girls stood in the doorway dressed in the school uniform, but they were not regular female customers. Mori's expression hadn't changed, but he was suspicious of why they were here. Tamaki, snapping from the shock that it wasn't his rose petals, walked over to the raven-haired female toward the front of the girl pack. He smiled in a host way and said "welcome, my beautiful flowers; to the host club." The raven-haired vixen, as Mori put it, crossed her arms and said "um... please back away. You're making me extremely uncomfortable." She looked at everyone in the room. "The principal said this was our club room now? He said something about 'host/hostess club'?"

Tamaki, coming out of his sulk corner after she said that, looked at her in shock. Tamaki whipped out his phone and Mori stood up to his feet. "Fathe- I mean sir, the music room is the host clu- what?! But... This is... fine. I apologize for calling. Good-bye." Tamaki hung up and looked up at the group of girls. "It seems the host club has turned into a host/hostess club." Faeya, the first girl, stepped into the room before the other girls did and said "um... I'm Faeya..." She looked over at the other girls to find out their names too.

Shadows of the Night - Tale of a forbidden love between Darkness and light.

Faeya looked down at the bag and she looked back up at the kidnapper before reaching for the bloody bag. She opened it and lifted the object, but it was not the princess. Her bottom lip quivered slightly and she looked back at him. "Do you think you can play me with such a joke?" she said with a watery glare. "You liar! This is not the princess!" She stood to her feet and walked up to him. "I made a single wish to see her and you have yet to grant it. If this is your plan instead of granting my wish, then kill me right this minute." Angry, salty tears slipped down her pale cheeks and she quickly wiped them away.

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