A/N: Hi, surprise, I don't own Ouran, shocking, I know but we will go on with the...show? Or whatever this is o.o;; Hopefully this doesn't suck Dx Well anyway, read, enjoy then follow, favourite or review! Your choice :3 It's still in Sakura's POV as I wasn't sure whose else to do o.o

I blinked a couple of times, my head really hurt. What just happened? As I looked around I noticed I was in a music room, why would I be in a music room? I don't sing or play an instrument, well at least not any more. There's no point in being here, so why I am here? Everything is a bit cloudy, did I bang my head or something? Owh, my head really hurts. I guess I'll take that as a yes then.

"She's awake!" I jumped as I heard a voice shout behind me. I turned round and was shocked to see the Hitachiin twins standing there. Why are they... Ah, I remember. I'm meant to be at the Host club to work on my English Project with Haruhi. How did I end up on the couch though?Did it happen when I banged my head? Wait, I just woke up, sort of, does that mean I was unconscious?! That is not good, not good at all. What if... I don't really know what could have happened but still! I was unconscious!

"Hello Izumi-san." I looked up to see a strange glasses guy, Kyouya, that was his name. I can't remember his last name though. Wait, it doesn't matter. It's not like I'm actually going to speak to him.

"Are you okay, Princess?" I jumped again but this time I saw a blonde boy, his name was Tamaki, I think. What's with the princess comment though? I'm not a princess! Urgh, all of this is just making my head spin. Can someone please explain what's going on?

I quickly nodded in reply. Well, this is awkward, what am I meant to be doing? I would leave, but I feel really dizzy.

"Right, does your head hurt?" Kyouya along with everyone else turned to face me again but they seemed more serious now. I gave a tiny nod in reply. I really don't like the fact that everyone is staring at me, can they look away or something? Please?

"Could we make it better?" The twins purred on either side of me. They were way to close to me for my liking. Plus what did they mean by that? I jumped off the couch, desperate to get them out of my personal space. Sadly, I am the most clumsiest person you will ever meet. This means I couldn't just get up and gracefully leave, no that couldn't happen. I had to slip on the floor and fall straight onto my bum. All I have to say is thank god most of the girls had disappeared now. Wait, what happened to the girls?

"We sent the girls home after you fainted, we figured it would be better that way. But we have probably lost quite a considerable amount of profit thanks to this... incident." Judging by the looks Kyouya was sending me, I was completely to blame for all this. I was actually surprised he didn't expect me to pay him for the amount they lost today. Though I'm guessing this will come back to haunt me. I've hear horror stories about what can happen to people when they are indebted to Kyouya Ootori. But it's not like I could help fainting! I'm not even going to think about how he might have read my mind, it's just to creepy.

I suddenly felt yourself being pulled back up to my feet. To my surprise, it was a giant! Okay, that's a slight over exaggeration but when you're as short as me most people seem like giants. I quickly nodded my head politely, trying to some how magically transmit my thanks. He nodded back as if he got it. In a way I think he did get what I meant, or he just guessed. Who cares anyway?

Not like I'm going to talk to them after this. Haruhi will probably realize how hopeless I am and beg the Sensei to give her a new partner so I can just do this project on my own. Like I've said, well thought, before, there's less stress that way. Also less crazy people surrounding me.

"Saku-chan!" A small blond came ran up to me, tackling me into a hug which sent me flying back onto the couch. This couch seems to keep pulling me back some how. I don't think I'm going to be able to leave if this keeps happening. Seriously every time, every stupid time. I quickly started to try to get this blonde kid off of me. But I couldn't for a little kid, he sure was heavy and strong. I kept trying to get out of the hug but it was helpless. I'm going to be trapped in this Host club for ages.

Thankfully the tall giant once again saved me pulling the blond off me before saying in a very monotone voice,

"No." The blond pouted a bit and did an amazing puppy face. I almost went and hugged the kid myself, I would have if it hadn't been for the fact I had quite a good idea that his hugs would probably suffocate me.

"Oh, by the way this is Mori and Hani-senpai, they're in 3A," smiled Haruhi, trying to be helpful. He pointed at the tall giant and blond kid ...Never mind the kid comment, he's in 3A? That makes him older than me! Okay, now I really don't want to give him a hug. Hugging random little kids is fine, but random teenage boys, kind of creepy. At least in my mind.

"Excuse me, as amusing as this is, some questions need to be answered," said Kyouya looking slightly annoyed.

"Sorry," Haruhi rolled his eyes at Kyouya sending me a look that seemed to say 'just ignore him, he's grumpy'. Though I get the feeling from the look on Kyouya's face there's more here than what I first thought, but then again, what do I know about relationships? I am after all just a sad loner.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Uh, Kyouya, maybe you should just leave that one," Haruhi gulped kind of nervous, I could tell he felt bad for sort of getting me into this situation, but it's not his fault, after all I agreed to come here. Though this has been an extreme amount of awkwardness for... I can't remember how long I've been here. I have probably missed the limo. Oh, well guess I'm walking home, I sighed forgetting about the small audience I'd acquired.

"Don't cry, Saku-chan!" Hani tackled me into another hug.

"My princess don't worry, we shall help you to speak again!" The over dramatic bond came back from god knows where. I think he was in a corner for a bit. This is really getting weird.
"Yeah, it can be a game!" The twins grinned at each other.

"The first one to get-"

"-Sakura to talk-"
"-Game!" They finished the last bit together leaving me slightly confused, seriously how did they learn to do that?

"The winner can have these photos of Haruhi," Kyouya held out a bunch of pictures, none of which I managed to look at, but it sent the rest of the Hosts off again, making them even more excited about their new game. Oh gosh, why did I have to get dragged into this? I tried to get them to realize I wasn't interested but no one noticed me at all. I sighed I get the feeling I'm going to get dragged in to this no matter what.

During all the chaos, which I'm going to assume is quite normal at the Host club, I managed to sneak out. Oh, this is bad, really bad. Now I'd heard bits and pieces about the Host club, most of it had been about their looks, though the stuff I heard about the fact that they never gave up on anything scared me. I was happy the way I was, couldn't people just leave me be. Apparently not. By the looks of things.

As I stepped outside I noticed I had been right earlier, my limo had left. I would now have to walk home. Great. Now I'm not being a rich brat or anything but I live miles away from the school, it's going to take me hours to get home.

"You want a lift~?" I jumped as I noticed someone standing behind me, luckily it was only Nekozawa. I smiled and nodded. "So, how were things at the Host club~?" I shuddered a bit at the thought which only made him laugh. As we reached his car, he looked at me, before saying in that ghostly voice of his, "If you ever need help just ask me, okay~?" I noticed the small smile that seemed to poke from just under his black cape. I couldn't help but smile a little too. Nekozawa really was a good friend, when he wasn't trying to get me to join the forces of evil that is. As if on impulse I tackled Nekozawa into a hug before getting into his car. I was certain I saw the little bit of his face that was visible under his cape go slightly red, but then again it was warm today.

...

If only I had noticed the Host club who had just so happened to be staring out the window. If only I realized the plans that were slowly forming on their minds and the trouble they would bring to my life. If only.