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Crave	By : darkdragonwriter Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 4700 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I could claim to be surrounded by pretty boys all day, I don't own the Host Club. Also, I don't get to enjoy the proceeds from their activities, either.

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Chapter Five:
Honey blinked his eyes open, his vision hazy and every�thing out of place. He couldn't tell where he was or what was going on. His head was throbbing quite a bit, and he couldn't remember why. He shifted uncomfortably, his limbs tingly as though he had been asleep, or hadn't moved for some time. He shut his eyes tightly, trying to prevent the feeling of lightheadedness of the struggled to sit upright to see his surroundings. A gentle hand pushed him back down just as he had managed to prop himself up on his elbows, and despite the fact that the slender fingers pressing against his chest were obviously expending very little effort, Honey's small frame fell back down as though he had been hit with a ton of bricks. Who was in the room with him? Tamaki? Takashi? The Twins? He realized that his back had landed against something soft�not quite like a bed, but still comfortable�and that feeling was what triggered the memories of his last actions. They were with Kyouya. That conniving, evil son-of-a-bitch�Honey could not have believed that anyone would do such a thing to him. To anyone! His eyes snapped open, flitting about the room madly�was Kyouya the one in the room with him? As soon as he recovered a sliver of his strength, he was going to teach that snake a lesson or two�
"I'm so glad that you're awake, Honey. I thought that you were falling back asleep with your eyes closed like that."
Honey's eyes snapped to the direction of the sound, and found himself staring into dark, chocolate eyes, their depths kind and gentle. Haruhi. Honey blinked, taking a moment to look around and see exactly where he was. Looking down, he first noticed that his clothing was in total disarray, as though someone had haphazardly thrown them on. As much as he tried he couldn't remember whether or not he had put them on himself. Sweeping his gaze around the once hazy room, he began to see familiar settings�the salmon colored walls, furnished oak wood accessories, the piano in the corner, the balcony�they were the 3rd Music Room�The Host Club headquarters.
"How did I get here?" Honey asked groggily.
Haruhi smiled, and from the area beside her she took a cloth and placed it on his head. It was freezing, but the cool sensation was soothing, and his pain immediately began to subside, like a weight was being lifted from it. "Kyouya called me to come get you. He sent a limo for me. It was a really long drive, let me tell you," Haruhi replied. "I was going to take you to my home, but I wasn't sure how you would react waking up there, so I brought you here instead. Kyouya also gave me a small amount of money�much more than necessary�so that I could get supplies to help you out better. I used it to buy the cot you're resting on and the pillows as well."
Honey knew that Kyouya would not let him off that easily. There had to have been some sort of catch. Haruhi was too forgiving�Kyouya would never leave him in her care if he wanted the older boy to suffer.
"�How much did Kyouya tell you?"
Haruhi kept her hand steady on Honey's head, holding the compress there, but her body shifted, her head turning away just a bit as a blush tinged her cheeks. "About your�situation? Ah, quite a bit�" and she said nothing more than that, even after Honey allowed a few more moments of silence to pass between them. Honey had no choice but to assume that Kyouya had told her everything. It seemed that Kyouya was intent on milking this with his harsh demeanor until Honey couldn't take it anymore. Honey had not been trying to involve Haruhi in this ordeal at all�Honey loved Haruhi, just as they all did, but she was pure and knew nothing about how he felt.
"You must think I'm terrible," Honey said.
"I don't think you're a terrible person," Haruhi refuted. "I think that you're a terrible decision-maker."
Honey didn't have a response to that. Kyouya had also made the same point earlier, albeit in his own, subtle way.
"Do you feel any better?" Haruhi asked.
Surprisingly, Honey felt much better than before. Although his head hurt badly still, the sharp aching in his groin was gone, and that was more than enough to be thankful for. "Yes. Just my head hurts."
"From what Kyouya told me, you fell over on the stoop and hit your head really hard when you passed out. There's a bit of a bruise, but you were sitting, so you didn't fall very far. There's no real damage. It's a wonder you aren't bleeding anywhere."
"I can imagine," Honey said, wincing. "How long have I been sleeping?"
"A couple hours. Tamaki managed to make it appear as though we left the school, so no one knows that we're here."
"Does Takashi know that I'm here?"
"No one has told Mori anything, if that's what you're asking me."
Honey fell silent. The encounters that he'd had in the last two days running through his head. The twins, Tamaki, Kyouya�every one he had seen had not been the love of his life. He did care for all of the others very much�Kyouya begrudgingly included�-but they weren't Takashi, and as much as he hated to acknowledge Kyouya's earlier words, they were true. What if all of this was just a product of a tantrum? Was he the only wrong one here? What about Takashi? Didn't Honey deserve some love every now and then? Wasn't Honey allowed to have what he wanted? Honey ran a hand across his face, sighing. He was the wrong one here and he knew it, but he couldn't help but feel that things were still unfair.
"Do you want me to call Mori to come and get you?" Haruhi inquired.
"�no." Honey shook his head a little, but stopped as it caused his head to hurt even more.
"Your head is a lot better than it was when you first got here. It had swollen up pretty bad."
Honey turned his head to look back at Haruhi. "Thanks for taking this time to take care of me."
"Anytime, Honey."
Another few moments of silence passed between them before Honey asked, "�what do you think about me?" He had asked everyone else�either with actions or words�and she was the only person left to ask. He knew that Haruhi had the uncanny ability to see through to the truth of various situations. Considering that Kyouya had told her, he knew that she had a grasp of what happened.
Haruhi's blush stayed on her face, but she didn't look away from Honey as she answered. "I think�that you sleeping with other people while you're in a relationship is wrong. If Mori makes you upset that doesn't give you the right to punish him by going off with other people, even if you do have an open relationship�you did it out of spite, Honey and that's the worst thing of all."
Honey sighed. Although she had phrased it a bit more lightly, she had echoed Kyouya's truth.
"But," she continued, to Honey's surprise, "If there is something that you need in a relationship, it is Mori's duty to give it to you. If he can't, then�you should try to compromise. I know that this isn't the first time you've walked away from him, Honey, and although I know that Host Club�myself included�love you very much, it isn't our job to solve your relationship problems. I know I would be insulted if I was dating you and you ran off to other people. It would make me feel inadequate, and that would make me even more self-conscious about the issue." Honey nodded. "I would do anything for you or Kyouya, Tamaki, Kaoru, Hikaru or Mori�but senpai, you really need to work on your communication."
"�I just�I needed�" Honey began, but trailed off. "It was as though something had taken me over�and he hurt me so much�"
"Then learn to control yourself. That's no excuse." Haruhi removed the cold cloth, which was warming up, and Honey felt like his head was on fire. She rose from her chair by the cot, walking to a nearby table where she dunked the cloth into a bucket holding what sounded like water with ice clunking around in it, holding it there for several seconds before taking it out and wringing it out just a little. Honey watched her closely; her knuckles had turned white by the time she had taken the cloth out. Honey swallowed thickly; he could see it. That was love. She cared for him so much. As she made her way back, she noticed that he was staring at her now, and looked way. Sitting back down and pressing the cool compress to his head once more, she asked him, "How is your craving now?"
Honey sighed again. He could see the look on her face, one that was apprehensive, and a bit worried. "�I'm not going to attack you, if that's what you're worried about."
This time, Haruhi sighed as well. "I wasn't worried about that, Honey."
"Your face says otherwise."
"�well, Honey, the truth is I'm not experienced very much with these types of scenarios. All I can really tell you is to hope that Mori will forgive you. I'll be very upset if you two can't patch things up." Honey nodded again. "�are you hungry?" she asked. "I bought a lot of things in case you were. I've got cakes and pies�"
"Cake?" Honey's mood immediately perked up at the mention of his favorite snack.
"Yes," Haruhi confirmed with a small giggle. "Just for you." Honey found himself being overwhelmed by emotion�Tamaki had cared, the Twins cared, Kyouya had even cared, but�not to the extent of Haruhi. Tears welled up in his eyes. She had been nursing him for more than two hours, and she had given him her honest opinion, and even gotten him cake. "Oh, Honey, don't cry," Haruhi added, leaning down to kiss his nose. "It's only cake."
He could feel a few tears running down his face before he even had the chance to hold them back. The only other person who would have gone through this trouble for him was Mori. This intimacy was the most satisfying thing he had felt in the last two days. Better than the sex with twins, or even Tamaki's tenderness, or Kyouya's brutal honesty. It filled him with warmth that he realized felt very, very good.
"Haruhi," he pleaded through his tears, "thank you so much."
Her eyes widened a small bit, as though she now understood a bit of what he was thanking her for, and she leaned down again, bangs covering her brown eyes as she kissed Honey again, this time her lips meeting his and lingering there, pressed against them for a few moments before pulling away again. It was the simplest interaction he'd had with anyone in the last couple days, but it had meant the most. "You're welcome," Haruhi said, her face beet red. "Now, for some cake, okay? You have to be in better shape if you're going to talk to Mori. That bump looks rather nasty still. It's gone down a lot, though."
Honey smiled, his tears subsiding. "Cake sounds great. I would love some�" Why hadn't he come to see Haruhi in the first place? It was something that Honey would never be able to figure out. Everyone had given into what he had wanted�Even Kyouya, to a degree�
But Haruhi�Haruhi had given him love.

A/N: I couldn't do it! I felt that it would be too out of character to have a Honey/Haruhi lemon! I just didn't think that it made any sense. Haruhi is kind and gentle, and I don't think that she would sleep with Honey knowing that he was with Mori. It's too out of character. Not to mention that at this point, the story is almost finished. What I can't decide right now is whether or not there should be a happy or unhappy ending. I guess I'll have to wait until I actually write it. In any case, I'm personally glad that someone could talk Honey out of that foolishness.
Also, in case anyone was wondering, yes, you actually can damage yourself pretty badly by arousing yourself and not releasing, so to speak. At least, as far as a male is concerned. Like I said in the last chapter, it's not something that anyone should have to go through...
Anyway, I'll see you guys at the last chapter! If you're reading this while waiting for an update to Flames of War, I promise that you'll get one soon :)
"I will return, for I am the darkness..."
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