Title: Music of My Heart

Rating: T

Genre: Drama/Humor/Romance

Pairing's: None for now….

Summary: Two foreign exchange students with dark pasts studies at Ouran Private Academy to change their lives. One day, they accidentally went to the Third Music Room and met the Host Club. Would the Host Club change their lives?

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. It belongs to Hatori Bisco. I also do not own the quotes. They belong to their rightful owners. I only own my original characters.

Prologue:

“Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.” – Anonymous

I’d only realized that in order to love someone was to sacrifice. Well, it’s probably true. The thing is we don’t know what it feels like because we never been loved. Not a single person even loved, or cared for us. They only saw us as garbage. They treated us as if we’re slaves-doing things for them. They’re wrong! We’re humans and we have feelings just like every one of them.

So what’s the feeling of being love? Is it nice? Does it last forever? We were longed for someone who'd love us back. Our wish was simple but it didn’t come true. We wished for so long that we had enough of it! It won’t come true and never will. We’re stuck as slaves and garbage forever! We’ll forever be unimportant and garbage to everyone.

"It's just one of those days where I just want to disappear, to get away from everything, because I hate my life here. Dying seems less sad than having lived too little." – Anonymous

I had enough of my life! We didn’t do anything but they keep hurting us. How can the world be so cruel? I hate my life! Our sister was torturing us, our so-called friends were betraying us, and people were despising us. You wanted to know the reason? Well it’s because of money! I wish we weren’t rich. This crap wouldn't have happened if we weren’t.

Why God created a beautiful word that is so sinful? Why would he make his ideal masterpiece not perfect? Why? I have many questions but they weren’t answered. After those long years of suffering and pain, we moved on and changed. Every time we get hurt, we don’t feel pain. We couldn’t cry anymore. Our pain result us to being emotionless and self-centered twins.

We wanted to make some friends but we always hurt them in the end, because we didn't want them to suffer. We wanted to be loved, but we don’t want to at the same time. Therefore, we’re contradicting ourselves. This is why we locked ourselves in our own world. There were no chances for us to change our attitudes. I don’t believe in some days we’ll become different and become ourselves easily. However, my older twin believed that some day someone. Someone who'd be our salvation. I don’t know why he still believes it but I think he hopes more for that than I do. I wonder about our future right now; would we finally find what we've been looking for or have a second go at hell?

"As we grow older, it becomes difficult to just believe. It's not that we don't want to, but too much has happened that we just can’t." - Anonymous