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Chapter 1 of It’s Okay! Kaoru x Tomboy!Reader “WHAT!?! YOU’RE TRANFERRING TO OURAN ACADEMY!?!?!” Haruhi shouted in shock.   “Yeah, guess we’ll be going to school together again huh?” (Name) laughed nervously. Haruhi took the second to think. ‘Actually, maybe it won’t be so bad. I could introduce her to the guys, and who knows? Maybe they’ll get along. Plus they have that piano so she could always hang out there and maybe finish some of her work there too.’   “That’s great news, (Name)!” Haruhi said, “We can hang out just like old times! I could giv

It’s Okay Epilogue Kaoru x Tomboy!Reader   “Hello there, (Name). Have you managed to finish the song?” Kyoya asked as you walked up to him handing him a CD and smiling like a dork.   “Yup!~” you said happily, “And it’s all thanks to Kaoru!~”   “I must say, I was quite surprised when you accepted his help in writing the song. After you do work alone,” he said pushing up his glasses and smirking lightly.   “Well, Kaoru changed my mind about that,” you said bringing a hand up to your heart, “He helped me understand that I wasn’t alone in the world and tha

You glance down at your suitcase as you stand in line for the metal detector. Your hands clench and unclench as you try to slow your breathing. “Next!” The line surges forward and a man shoves your suitcase onto the conveyor built. After a whole week to cry about leaving Ouran, all that’s left is the bitter feelings and the pain. You feel like a mindless zombie as you wait your turn to leave everything behind. Where are your friends when you need them? You glance up to see a man with red hair and you stifle a scream. He turns around and your shoulders fall. Any time I see anyone, I think its Kaoru! What is wrong with me?

Warning: This is a yaoi!                              Dark Link's POV I float silently in the shadows, waiting for something that seemed like it would never happen. "A man…" He said I was waiting for, the man who I am a copy of. "Dark Link." He called me, the only thing grounding my sanity, reminding me that I am… something. I can’t call myself a person, not yet, and maybe not ever. I have no body to speak of. I am but a life force infused within the shadows, waiting for my pray. When I was first created, I couldn't comprehend or even think of anything. All that rain through my mind was what my creator had told me,