Ouran High School is a well-known school in Japan, a school for the rich, the powerful and the intelligent. Though one fateful day Ouran's principal and administration agree to open up a new program-a baking program-with this new fact gives an insta...
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By the time Saiki went to school that following Monday, it hadn't taken long for the word to go around that the quiet kid in school got into Ouran. People of all sorts crowded around his desk, people Saiki has never even seen or talked to before, they began begging for his phone number (Him giving it to no one, he only had his family contacts and a few other random people saved into it anyway)
Nendou was one of the many shoving his way in between everyone to get a glimpse of Saiki. "Buddy!" Nendou continuously pushed in between everyone, "Partner!" he yelled as he slammed his way to the front of Saiki's desk. "You're leaving?" he yelled as Saiki looked up by his book, unbothered by everyone yelling while he dazed into his book, hoping he'd bore them all away.
"Yeah," Saiki uttered a quick response and looked back down to his book, Saiki was right, Nendou truly didn't understand him going to Ouran High School will mean needing to leave P.K Academy. "But what about ramen?" Nendou asked, Saiki, shrugged, "Good grief," Saiki murmured, ramen truly was the only thing he cared about--well that and his mother.
To Saiki's disappointment people still crowded around the table, asking for his phone number, or if they could hang out after school. Saiki, as usual, disagreed with any of their requests.
After the class had ended Saiki's desk was crowded around people he doesn't care about once again. "Saiki-Kun," this "Saiki-Kun," that, it did get in his nerves, to say the least. Saiki shoved his way out of the crowd and into the cafeteria where things don't get better.
More people school-wide began to pick on him for attention, some people in the first years also began to call him "Saiki-Sama" for his attention.
"Shove off," a growl comes in placing his hand on Saiki's back. "He isn't some zoo animal to be stared at, you didn't give a damn about him until yesterday. So leave him alone," Kuboyasu says, shooing everyone away just like a bodyguard.
"Geez, that must have been annoying, Saiki?" Kuboyasu asked as they got their lunch, rice, cooked fish, and a soup made kindly by the school.
Saiki nodded, 'you're also annoying, but he did help me...I owe him coffee jello,' Saiki thought but declined his own offer. His coffee jello and saving are too important to him to be let go of because some nuisance (number eight to be exact) helped him out of crowed.
Saiki shrugged as he sat next to Kuboyasu, Kaidou and Nendou sitting across and diagonal to him. "Damn they won't stop staring at us..." Kaidou muttered to his friends as he began eating slowly, unhappy by all the attention.
But as Saiki thought things couldn't get worse it did. Teruhashi had to show up, ('Nuisance number...six was it? Nendou is first, he's called the idiot, then Kaidou is also known as the fool...number three is Hairo...I think...Takashi maybe four...Teruhashi five probably or four...Kuboyasu is for sure eight... I need to arrange my nuisance numbers again, all 1-8 or will the numbers rise when I leave P.K Academy. Probably')
Saiki looked up at her, as the other three said "Offu," at her beauty, "I know I said this yesterday...but good job on getting into the school," she smiled as Saiki just looked at her. 'If my calculations are correct, I should get two Offus at the least,' she thought mathematically.
Saiki bowed and continued to eat as Teruhashi ended up walking away as she stood over the four boys unnaturally. 'Today is Saiki's last day...DAMN IT KOKOMI! Not one offu from his in the past two years...' she thought as she left saddened.
It still gave a shock to Saiki he didn't really process that today was going to be his last day at P.K Academy, it was the last day of the month, meaning he would be leaving the next day to Ouran. It was the sad truth as he finished his lunch, but that all washed away as he felt whisked away in the happiness of the baking program.
"You're practically famous now, Saiki," Kuboyasu comments as he began looking around the cafeteria, all eyes on them. "What are you looking at? Huh!" Kuboyasu's vain pops out of his forehead, making everyone look away from the table, he then sits back down and huffs.
Everyone's likeability meter flys high, Nendou in 25th place, Kaidou in 21st place, Kuboyasu in 18th and Saiki, his sweat dropped 5th. It was too high for his liking, though he ignores it, he'll be chipping away at it by the time passes since he wouldn't even be even in the same school, plus no one would talk to him in Ouran, he was a pleb, and the rich don't like plebs.
"So Partner," Nendou says leaning back on his chair, "Can we get ramen after school, there is a new one next to the one that took a forty-five-minute walk, the store is owned by my mom's ex-boyfriend's friend's dog walker's sister's cousin's aunt's niece's brother's cat walker's grandma who was in jail for attempting to feed people arsenic?" Nendou goes on and on and on about how he all-in-end has no connection or correct matter of reliable opinion to visit another ramen place.
"Good grief," Saiki sighed in annoyance as he ate his finished his lunch. "So can you, Partner?" Nendou asks as he leans on "Pip-squeak" or Kaidou as he is called usually. Saiki didn't bother answering as he packed up his lunch tray. "Oh come on Best Buddy," Nendou groaned as he practically smothered Kaidou under his-weight. (Kaidou was already muttering out his will, "Aren, my best friend--" a gasp "--you can defeat Dark-Reunion--" another gasp "--take what you need from my room" and gasp as his spirit left him)
Saiki didn't answer yet again as he left for class, "Is it me or does Partner seem happier?" Nendou asks, "You can tell the difference? He seems bored to me," Kuboyasu looks back at Saiki, a poker face still clearly marked on his appearance as he moved in between people that wouldn't stop talking to him, "For sure!"
