Ouran High School; where social status and wealth mattered. It was a place that didn't spare any expense and for those who didn't have money flowing from every pour on their body it was a mere dream. Of course, like many prestigious schools it had scholarships but there was only one scholarship student per year and the criteria that they had was much higher than the normal students.

Ouran High School; where if you had little to no money and weren't known then you were classed as a nobody.

One of the school's nobodies was Kohaku Nakamura, a second year who had been lucky enough to attain the performing arts scholarship. Although despite already having the scholarship for just over a year, she could lose it at any moment should her music grades drop or should she place below the top five in her year. So unlike many other seventeen year olds who would rush out after school, she would tend to stay to use one of the three music rooms in her building. These were vital to her scholarship as she did not have a piano at home and so could only practice in school unlike her violin which she could practice at home.

"I'm sorry Miss, but we are refurnishing the music rooms in the North side of this building. They will not be available for the rest of the week." The maid apologized profusely to the dark haired girl who merely nodded and left half-heartedly.

Kohaku bit her lip as she walked, she needed to practise or else she could lose her scholarship and after all she had done to get into this school, she refused to let that happen, if not for herself but for her mother. Walking slowly through the empty halls of the school, Kohaku wondered what she should do. She had been given a new music piece to practise and with no access to either of the music rooms for the rest of the week, it would leave her with only three days to perfect the piece. Not nearly enough time for the perfectionist Kohaku, of course she could memorize the sheet music but to perfect each piece she always gave herself a minimal of 4 days. As she headed for the exit she noticed a sign reading; "South Hall, Music Room".

'Strange' she thought, 'I never knew there was a third music room.'

Walking up to the door she pulled out her sheet music and began scanning it as she entered the room.

"Welcome fair princess to the Host Club!" The loud voice startled her and caused her to freeze in mid step.

Before her stood seven men, dressed in tuxedos looking incredibly out of pla- no wait, why were there various casino games scrambled around the room. This was the music room wasn't it? She hadn't stepped into some alternate dimension had she?

The tall blonde walked up to Kohaku and grabbed her hand before placing a kiss in the knuckle while she stared on in horror.

"It seems we have a new customer, well don't worry princess, we will find something to fit your taste." He didn't let her hand drop and never broke eye contact with Kohaku, mistaking her shock for awe.

"Now we have the 'Cool Type' or perhaps you would like the 'Devil Type' or are you in favour of the 'Loli – Shota Type', we also have the 'Wild Type' the 'Natural Type' and last of all we have the 'Prince Type'" As each type was mentioned, each member of the Host Club moved close. The twins, Hikaru and Kaoru both put an arm around Kohaku causing her breathing to speed up and her body began to tremble.

Kyoya was furiously tapping on his laptop before realisation flashed in his eyes and he cleared his throat and began to speak;

"I would advise you all to st…" He wasn't allowed to finish his sentence as a quiet trembling voice interrupted.

"Please… please… don't touch me."

The Host club shared confused glances and slowly backed away from the trembling girl, realizing that her breathing had become laboured and her face had paled.

"Are you alright princess?" Tamaki asked, reaching out a hand which he dropped as soon as he saw the girl flinch.

"Nakamura Kohaku, seventeen years old, scholarship student in performing arts, suffers from anxiety attacks when crowded." Kyoya read off his laptop.

Kohaku focused on her breathing, remembering what her doctor had told her, deep slow calm breaths, think of something that you find relaxing.

Closing her eyes, she imagined playing her violin her fingers moved in time with the music and soon enough her breathing was back to normal.

"Here Nakamura – Senpai," a quiet voice said, holding out a glass of water.

Looking up she met the eyes of Haruhi and managed a weak smile in thanks as she took the drink.

"I am awfully sorry princess; we did not mean to upset you. Now would you like to choose your host?" Tamaki asked with his charming smile on.

"H-h-host? I just came here to practice," Kohoku said, focusing on the water in the glass.

"Practice? You mean you didn't know that this was the Host Club?" One of the twins, Kaoru, asked.

Kohaku shook her head, still refusing to meet the eyes of anyone else in the club.

Handing the glass back to Haruhi, Kohaku bowed and apologized; "I'm sorry for interrupting your club," before she turned to leave only to have something tug on the bottom of her dress.

"Please stay Ku – Chan! You can have some cake!" Honey held up a slice of sponge cake, lightly dusted with icing sugar.

"I-I-I can't. I don't…" She began when she was cut off.

"Do not worry about the expense; consider this our apology for causing you to have an anxiety attack."

The Host club members stared at Kyoya in shock as his glasses glinted in the light.

"I...I...I... can't stay long. I have to practice at home," Kohaku muttered, still staring at the cake with devouring eyes.

"Yay! Come sit with Takashi and I!" Honey grabbed Kohaku's hand and led her over to a table that had cake and tea while the rest of the Host Club whispered to Kyoya.

"Free? Since when did Kyoya ever give away anything?" Hikaru asked.

"We cannot risk word spreading that the Host Club caused someone to have an anxiety attack. Though I doubt she will tell anyone, this will make sure." Again Kyoya's glasses glinted in the light as he adjusted them as a look of understanding crossed everyone's face.

"He really is evil." The twins muttered.

"Beside the guests won't arrive for another twenty minutes and I doubt she'll stay that long." Kyoya finished with a smirk

Back over with Honey, Mori and Kohaku, Honey was firing questions at Kohaku at an astounding speed.

"What instruments do you play? Can you really play any piece you hear without practicing? Can you play the violin and piano at the same time, Ku – Chan?"

Before Honey could continue on Mori stopped him with a simple word; "Cake."

Kohaku glanced up at Mori and before he could meet her gaze she dropped her head and clenched her fists.

"Are you okay Ku – Chan? Here have some cake!"

Kohaku took the plate from her Senpai with a slight smile, avoiding looking at Mori at all. Eyeing the dessert with awe, she took a bite and smiled at the creamy taste in her mouth.

"It's nice isn't it Ku – Chan! It's my favourite vanilla and strawberry!"

A crash was heard from the other side of the room causing the rest of the Host Club to turn at the sound.

Kohaku clutched at her chest as her breaths became short and rapid; she could feel her lips swelling and her throat closing and knew she didn't have much time. Grabbing her bag she looked for the box that could save her life.

"What's wrong with her Honey – Senpai?" Haruhi asked.

"I…I don't know Haru – Chan! After she swallowed the cake, something happened and her face began to swell and and and…" Honey trailed off, tearing up at the distressful sight in front of him.

Kyoya examined the sight before him before realising what had happened;

"Tamaki call an ambulance now! Hikaru, Kaoru go get the school nurse!" He ordered.

Haruhi turned to Kyoya and asked; "What's wrong with her?"

"She's going into anaphylactic shock. She was allergic to something in the cake." His voice was grave as he took in the signs that Kohoku had shown. Swelling to her face and possibly throat, her skin had become flush and her breathing had become irregular.

Kohaku didn't listen to the voices around her as she found the box with her EpiPen inside. Pulling it out, she prepared the device and quickly pressed it into her outer thigh as she had been shown to do. Massaging the injected area, she could feel her breathing slow and her throat began to open up slightly.

She heard several sets of footsteps and vaguely made out the face of the school nurse before she fell unconscious.

The Host Club looked on in horror as Kohoku was carried away in a stretcher, it turns out she was severely allergic to strawberries, something that caused Honey to cry even more as he blamed himself for her condition.

Despite being reassured by all of the Host Club, Honey could not stop crying and it was with a serious face that Tamaki said;

"We can't hold the Host Club today."

No one disagreed with him as they all knew that Honey would not be able to see any customers and Mori would be with him so he wouldn't be able to entertain either.

Kohaku woke up to the regular beeping of her heartbeat and it didn't take the girl long to realise she was in hospital.

"Hey you're awake."

Kohaku turned her head to the voice to see her mother sitting in the chair beside her bed, still in her work uniform looking exhausted.

"How long have I been out?" Kohaku asked her voice quiet.

"Only an hour but they are going to keep you in overnight, just in case. What did you eat that had strawberry in it anyway?" Shiori asked, helping her daughter sit up.

"Cake"

Shiori laughed, knowing that Kohaku always had a soft spot for cake. "By the way, there are a group of boys outside. They want to see you," She raised an eyebrow as her daughter fidgeted in the hospital bed and said nothing.

"They seem rather worried about you, are they friends?" Shiori asked

Kohaku simply shook her head and continued to stare at her hands.

"Either way, I will let them in to see you while I go let the doctor know that you are awake."

Before Kohaku could protest, her mother had left the room leaving her alone for a minute before seven boys in tuxedos walked in.

"I'm so sorry Ku – Chan! I didn't mean to poison you!" Honey said, running up to her bedside with watery eyes.

As the entire Host Club surrounded her bed, Kohaku felt trapped again and her breathing started to increase causing her heart rate to shoot up.

"Stop crowding her everyone, can't you see she doesn't like it?" Haruhi said as she stood by the window.

Taking note of Haruhi's words everyone with the exception of Honey stepped back allowing Kohaku to relax slightly.

"H...how did you know what hospital I was in?" She asked quietly.

"This is my family's hospital, it wasn't hard to find out you were here." Kyoya said, fixing his glasses.

Honey sniffled again as fresh tears poured from his eyes; "I'm really sorry Ku – Chan! Please don't hate me!"

Kohaku glanced at Honey before looking at her lap;

"I don't hate you. It wasn't your fault Haninozuka – Senpai. You didn't know."

If Honey was shocked at her using his full last name he didn't show it as he stuttered;

"B…B...But you nearly died!" He exclaimed.

"It was an accident, don't worry Senpai." Very gingerly, Kohaku patted Honey's hand in an attempt to comfort him as he continued to sniffle.

"If it was anyone's fault, it was Kohaku's. She should have checked what was in the cake." Hikaru stated lazily, causing Tamaki and Haruhi to scold him.

"He's right though," The mature voice interrupted the scolding as Shiori returned followed closely with an older doctor.

"I've always told you to make sure there are no strawberries in the things you eat. You were lucky again that people were around but that might not happen next time!"

Kohaku stared at her bed as her mother scolded her, she couldn't argue as she knew her mother was right, she always seemed to be right.

With a sigh Shiori placed a hand on her daughter's head and ruffled her hair; "You really had me worried there Kohaku."

Kohaku looked up at her mother's face and spoke softly; "I'm sorry mom."

Shiori smiled at Kohaku and dropped her hand, finally allowing the doctor to speak.

"Well Nakamura – San, it seems you were lucky. The EMTs had to administer a second shot of epinephrine as you were brought to the hospital but it seems that there is no other damage. Of course, we will keep you in overnight just to be sure but if all is well, you will be released tomorrow."

Kohaku nodded and the doctor smiled at her mother before leaving the room.

"Well now that the doctor has seen you, maybe you should introduce me to your friends," Shiori grinned at her daughter who merely stared in response.

"They aren't my…" She started but was promptly cut off by Tamaki who began to introduce himself and the others.

'If only I hadn't entered that practice room' Kohaku thought to herself as she watched her mom become enraptured in Tamaki's charm.

A/N: Heeeey there! I have really gotten obsessed with this anime/manga recently and yeah, the creative juices started flowing. I have other chapters written but I won't be publishing them so soon, so feedback/comments are appreciated as always!