*A/N Thank you to Le Dancing Flamingo, xbamsod for reviewing, and xbamsod for favoriting! IMPORTANT NOTE AT THE END.


Quack. Quack. Quack.

Ugh. My alarm. What, you heard me. Alarm. The sound that wakes me up in the morning is no, not a dull BEEP sound, but the unique quack of a duck.

Okay, back to the topic. I hate waking up in the morning. Whoever invented school, couldn't you make it so that school could be later instead of so early? It would make things easier for a lot of people.

I groaned, and turn over to snooze my alarm. "UWAH!" It seemed that I was at the edge of my bed. Dang it. I groaned, and got up. I turned off my alarm, and brushed my hair. Then I grabbed my pillow, and slowly crept over to Justine.


"Ugh, Julia!" Justine whined. She's always so hard to wake up. "Come on, get up." I said, hitting her with the pillow repeatedly.


"...I won't make your breakfast." I scowled, and went to fix my own bed. Yes, we shared a room. Hm? What? Oh, that thing about making our own breakfasts? Oh. We don't have any servants. Sure, we're rich. But our Mom said it was 'a waste of money', and that our family was capable of handling ourselves. What nonsense that old woman rambled on about! Such a stupid excuse, don't you think?

I walked downstairs, and got into a thinking position. "I don't want toast for breakfast…" I mumbled, stroking my imaginary beard. Don't give me that weird look. "Eureka!" I exclaimed. I walked over to the fridge and opened the freezer. I took out some ice cream, and set it onto the counter. Then, I got out 2 bowls, and dumped ice cream into one of them.

I smiled. "Ice cream for breakfast!" I yelled out to no one in particular. Then, I heard something upstairs, and 2 minutes later, Justine came down, her hair disheveled. "Geez, Justine. You can at least brush your hair before coming down." I said. Then I held up my bowl for her to see what we were eating for breakfast. Instantly, her eyes widened and she started to prepare her own ice cream.

"Ah, this is what's great about not having servants or parents at home. You can have ice cream for breakfast." I sighed happily, before going to the breakfast table. I sat down in a chair, Justine following suit after she had her 'breakfast' prepared. I put my feet up on the table. She glared at me. I then crossed my legs on the chair, and put a knee up. "Better?" I asked.

"No! You are supposed to be a well refined lady, my dear Julia!" She said, imitating our Mom.

"Justine, come on now, sit up straight! Who are you, The Hunch Back Of Notre Dame?" I said, also imitating our Mom. She sat up straight, and I put my knee down. Then we giggled quietly.

After eating, we had to wash our dishes (phooey), then dress up in our uniforms for school (I hated the uniform, and the fact that it was brown made it worse. But after seeing the high school uniforms, I shut my mouth). After that, we started to walk to Ouran Academy. We didn't live too far away from the school.


We still had a few minutes before class started, so I decided to just relax a little. Until I remembered something. "Yasuchika!" I called out.

"What do you want?" He grunted.

"Did you keep your promise and practice at home? I asked.

"Of course I did. Oh yeah, and those new girls came to my house after school and challenged me to a fight." He said, obviously annoyed.

"And who won?" I questioned.

"Me, of course." He said, matter-of-factly.

"WHAT? YOU BEAT UP 2 GIRLS?" I bellowed, pinching his cheeks. "WHY YOU-"

"We are here, now bow down and kiss your own feet." Two voices said. The girls looked perfectly fine. I let go of Yasuchika's cheeks and brushed my hands on my pants nonchalantly. "Hello Dera Kuruzu-san." I greeted.

"You may call us by our first names." They said.

"Oh, really? Okay then." I said.

"Hey, what's you name again?" Juria asked me.

"Morinozuka Satoshi. You can call me by my first name." I said, smiling.

"Okay. Satoshi, I'm bored. Let's have a staring contest." She said.

"What? Okay...sure." I said, a little confused at the sudden request.

"Okay, of course you know the rules. No blinking. Whoever blinks first is out." She said, with a smirk on her face.

"Yes, yes, I know the rules." I replied.

"Okay, let's sit down." She said, as we both sat down. I sat down at my desk, and she sat down at Yasuchika's. "Hey! That's my desk!" He whined. I shot him a glare, and he instantly quieted down.

"Okay~! Ready, set, go!" Justine announced.

And then began an awkward silence. She was staring at me. After a while, she closed one eye, then opened it. Then she did the same to the other eye.

"Ha! I win!" I said triumphantly. She was still staring at me. I blinked, and tilted my head, a confused expression on my face. Then she stood up, and said snickered.

"Actually, I win. The rules are no blinking. Not no winking. And, you just blinked. So ha to you." She said, smiling.

"What? I demand a rematch!" I said.

"Sure." She said.

"Ready, set, go!" Justine said, once again.

"By the way, since it's my trick, you can't use it." Juria said, staring fiercely.

"Who says I can't use that trick?"

"Me. And Justine." She retorted. Justine nodded in agreement.

"Oh, come on. Yasuchika! Side with me!" I said.

"Don't drag me into your childish games." Yasuchika said.

Juria and Justine just stuck their tongues out at me. "Ugh, whatever." I said, staring at her.

I lost. Obviously. With that loop hole she found, she was able to win. She wouldn't let me use the trick. If I did, she'd cry out, "Satoshi! No cheating! I'll let it slide by this time, but if you do it again, you'll be punished!"

"Okay~! Now it's Haninozuka's turn. But this time, your opponent is Justine!" Juria decided.

"Didn't I say I wanted nothing to do with your childish games?" Yasuchika sighed.

"No, you said, 'Don't drag me into your childish games.' You never said you wanted nothing to do with this." Justine replied.

"It pretty much has the same meaning." Yasuchika said, adjusting his glasses.

"Is somebody afraid that they're going to lose?" Justine teased, sticking her tongue out once more.

"Of course not! In fact, I'll win!" Yasuchika argued.

"Ahh, we'll see about that." Justine smirked.

"Oh yes, and you CAN'T use the trick your sister did."

Justine pouted. "Fine…"

"Okie dokie! Are both of you ready?" Juria asked. Yasuchika and Justine nodded. "Okay then, go!"

Yasuchika put on a determined face, not willing to lose. Justine had a carefree expression, and a smirk on hers. It was quiet while Justine and Yasuchika concentrated on their match. "Awkward Charlie…" Juria murmured.

"What?" I asked, a weird expression on my face.

"You know, Charlie. The Unicorn." She replied, nudging me.

"What the heck?" I said.

"Julia, it's awkward turtle, not awkward Charlie." Justine corrected.

"I know that. I just saw a phrase, and twisted it to make it my own." Juria stated.

"You're just making it even more awkward when you say that..." Justine muttered.

Yasuchika won. And of course, he rubbed his victory in Justine's face. "Hmph. Now don't drag me into your foolish games ever again." He said, walking away.

And that was another 'normal' day at Ouran Academy.

*A/N Sorry for the crappy chapter...it seems more like a filler, though. At least Satoshi was in it!

Ok, to be honest, I have NO idea where this story is going. So, if you were to give me some ideas, or if you have any requests, I'll maybe add it to the story. Also, I have 3 stories in my head, and I might do them...but I want to finish this first. They're all OHSHC fanfics. But maybe if you like, I can already start on one. Anyway, thanks for reading, please review! ^^