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The Scorpion	By : Bastetkitten Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 3709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I think this is the last flashback chapter. I think XD

Tamaki leaned against the cool wall. He checked his watch and saw that class let out in a few minutes. He sighed as he leaned his head back, thinking about the repercussions of skipping his next class. A minute later someone leaned next to him. Tamaki looked up to see Mori, who nodded at him. They both waited for the door to open.

Several minutes later, the door opened as the entire class hurried off: many of them to go home, and some off to get a late lunch. In the midst of the students was a small blond who was busy stuffing a book in his bag. Honey looked up to see Tamaki and Mori leaning next to each other waiting for him. His steps faltered, but he quickly recovered and his face brightened.

"Takashi! Tama-chan!" He smiled happily.

Tamaki smiled back. "I thought I'd take you two out for lunch, my treat."

"That's okay. We can just grab something at the cafeteria." Honey nodded to Takashi.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you two about something." Tamaki frowned.

Honey blinked, "What about, Tama-chan?"

"Kyoya."

Tamaki slumped in his chair. The cheery Christmas music in the background did nothing for him. He downed the glass of wine. He sighed and reached for the bottle sitting on the table near him, but Kyoya beat him to it. Kyoya eyed his rather tipsy friend. He handed the wine bottle to a servant as they passed by. He heard Tamaki sigh and looked back to the blond.

"Why?" Tamaki whined.

Kyoya's eyes shifted from his best friend toward the main part of the party. "She said it would have been awkward for everyone if she had come."

"But it's Haruhi," Tamaki sniffled. He grabbed a wine glass off of one of the servant's platters as they passed.

Kyoya didn't notice Tamaki; he was busy watching the twins argue on the other side of the room. Mori stood near them, though he didn't seem to be doing much good. Mori looked around the room, and Kyoya could see his eyes screaming for help.

"Tamaki, it will be fine." Kyoya looked around for Honey. He spotted the Lolita at the table of sweets, downing several of the chocolates that Hikaru had brought. Kyoya's brow raised a fraction of a degree when he remembered hearing that Hikaru had spiked the chocolates with a powerful alcohol. He wondered if Mori knew about it.

"My life has fallen into complete despair," Tamaki slurred over-dramatically. He downed the rest of his wine.

Kyoya turned to say something, but stopped when he saw the new wine glass. He grabbed the glass from Tamaki. "Go lay down."

"I don't wanna." Tamaki slumped further.

"I have to go fix something, so get up and go sleep this off." Kyoya hoisted the former Host King to his feet. After making sure that Tamaki was heading in the correct direction, he turned and headed for the twins. He got there just in time to see them part ways. Mori looked between the two twins and then to Kyoya.

"Kaoru." Mori nodded toward the red haired twin and headed after him.

Kyoya sighed and headed for Hikaru.

Mori quickly walked toward the twin when he saw his lover downing chocolate after chocolate. He nodded as he passed Honey and was answered with a 'hic'. Mori stopped and looked back. His brow twitched as he remembered part of the twins' argument had been how Hikaru had spiked the chocolates. Mori glanced back toward the twin to see him going out the door. He looked back to his lover.

"Mitskuni. You shouldn't eat those. Go sit down." Mori raced off toward Kaoru.

Honey pouted as Mori ran off. He shoved most of the chocolates into his pockets and grabbed as many as he could carry. He headed down one of the corridors to eat his candy in private.

"Kyoya's doing what?" Honey gaped.

Mori stared at Tamaki, and then shook his head.

"Are you sure?" Honey asked. "I mean I know Kaoru said that he was doing some of this stuff, but I didn't think-"

"Yeah, I saw him a couple nights ago, and again last night. "Tamaki sighed. "Kaoru's been telling the truth."

"So, have you talked to him?" Honey asked.

"Yeah, and it didn't end up well." Tamaki frowned. "He won't talk to me right now. He barely said anything during class today."

"Kyo-chan probably just needs some space," Honey told him.

Tamaki shook his head. "No, he needs someone there for him to make sure he's okay. Actually that's what I wanted to ask you guys. I need someone to check up on him for me. Maybe follow him around and make sure he's okay."

"Tama-chan, that's not a good idea. Anyway, Kyo-chan and I don't really hang out by ourselves. Even if we did, how do you expect me to follow him around?"

"Well-"

"I get carded and interrogated any time I go near a club, how am I supposed to follow him in?" Honey asked.

"You could knock the bouncer out," Tamaki grinned sheepishly. "I just really need your help on this."

Honey felt a pounding headache as soon as he moved. He rubbed his face into the cool sheets, but pulled away as he felt the dampness from his drool. He leaned back and felt a warm body behind him and he smiled. He wriggled so that he could be chest to chest with Mori. So he could kiss his lover. So Mori could hold him and help Honey get over this horrible hangover.

Honey's smile faltered as something felt wrong. He looked up into his lover's face and saw blond hair covering it. His eyes widened as the he watched the former host king sleep.

Honey violently shoved Tamaki away from him, causing the man to fly off the bed. He could hear Tamaki's gasp of pain as he hit the floor. Honey jumped up and looked around the room. An onslaught of out of order memories hit him; the comforting, the sex, the wandering around the corridor, the need.

"No. no no no no no," Honey shook his head. "What have I done?"

Tamaki's head poked over the bed. He looked around the room, a confused look on his face. He looked at Honey's naked form and then looked down. He looked back up, his eyes wide as realization sunk in.

Honey whimpered and bit his lip. "This is sooo bad."

"Are you okay?" Tamaki stood.

Honey shook his head.

"Do you….do you want me to go get Mori-sempai?" Tamaki asked.

Honey's eyes widened. "NO!" He shook his head violently. "No, he can't know. You can't tell him."

"Honey-sempai?"

"If you tell Takashi," Honey's features darkened. "I will make you pay."

"I can't help you," Honey repeated.

"Please!" Tamaki begged.

"Even if I did get into the club, Kyoya and Hikaru wouldn't want me there with them," Honey told him.

"You don't know that," Tamaki frowned.

"Yes, I do. They have a look about them, and I'm not part of that. When girls see me, they see the cute not the sexy. I would mess with them getting laid or what not." Honey shrugged.

"Are you sure?"

"And Kyoya would know immediately why I'm there," Honey told him.

"Possibly not," Tamaki's eyes shifted.

Mori shook his head.

Honey looked down. "Kyoya always knows."

"KYOYA!" Tamaki burst through the door of Kyoya's condo. He slammed the door behind him.

"How th-" Kyoya looked up from his book. "Do you have a damn key?"

Tamaki took several long strides over to Kyoya and gripped Kyoya's shoulders. "I have done something terrible!"

Kyoya stared at him. "Give. Me. The. Key." He stated calmly.

"I-I.." Tamaki pulled away, too shocked to be overdramatic. "I had sex…"

Kyoya smirked, "congrats."

"With Honey-sempai," Tamaki whispered.

Kyoya's eyes widened and he stared with his mouth slightly open. He blinked as he tried to devour the information; it was not going down smoothly.

"I don't know what I'm going to do," Tamaki said shocked.

Kyoya took a deep breath and rose to his feet. He started to pace as he began to think over the facts. "Have you told anyone?"

"You," Tamaki said quietly.

Kyoya paused and looked at him, "and Mori-sempai?"

Tamaki shook his head violently. "Honey-sempai threatened me."

"Do NOT tell Mori-sempai!" Kyoya ordered.

"Shouldn't I?" Tamaki whimpered. "I stole Honey-sempai's innocence. I should atone!"

Kyoya stared at him. "Do you have any idea how those two are connected?"

"They're cousins."

Kyoya closed his eyes to keep from rolling them. "Yes. They're cousins. And Mori-sempai is very protective of Honey-sempai. Which means Mori-sempai will kill you!"

Tamaki whimpered and held his head in his hands.

Tamaki sighed and looked down into his drink. Honey-sempai was right; his boyish stature being the biggest issue. Tamaki sighed again and looked up to see Mori looking between him and Honey.

"What about Mori-sempai?" Tamaki pointed, suddenly excited.

Mori blinked.

"What about him?" Honey frowned.

Tamaki grinned at Mori. "You can follow Kyoya around a lot easier than Honey-sempai can. I bet you won't even be carded at the club."

"No," Honey said flatly.

Tamaki and Mori looked at Honey.

"Kyoya would know immediately," Honey frowned down into his drink.

Mori frowned at his lover and then looked to Tamaki. "Hai." Both blonds looked to him. "I will follow Kyoya."

Tamaki's face split into a grin while Honey's fist clenched.

"It's not a good idea," Honey glared at both of them.

"I will start to follow him soon," Mori said without looking at Honey.

"Why not now?" Tamaki asked.

"He'll know you asked me," Mori told him. "You had a fight."

"I don't like it!" Honey kicked at the bed in fury. "I don't!"

Mori continued to do his homework at his desk. Honey had been throwing a fit since they had gotten home.

"Why would you agree to this?" Honey asked angrily. "Do you want to hang out with them?"

Mori turned from his homework. "Kyoya needs to know he has friends."

"Then get someone else." Honey collapsed onto the bed. "Hikaru!"

Mori shook his head. "Part of the problem."

"Kaoru?"

"Wants him dead."

"Haruhi?"

Mori shook his head. "Tamaki."

"Renge?"

Mori gave him a look.

"I just don't want you near him," Honey confessed. Mori sighed and got up from his chair. He crawled over the tiny blond and nuzzled him. Honey threw his arms around Mori's neck and buried his face into his Mori's neck.

Mori ran down the halls looking for his tiny lover. He had been gone for a few hours and the party had already died down. Mori went down the corridors searching for the tiny karate champion, looking in every open room.

Mori had followed Kaoru out of the party and made it all the way to Kaoru's house before being able to talk to him. After an hour of ranting, Kaoru declared it all Hikaru's fault and ran off to find Yukiko.

Mori glanced at his cell and saw that it was nearly 2 am. He looked down the dimly lit corridor, a cold chill in him. He was worried. He wanted his Mitskuni. He saw the doors to Tamaki's room and stopped. Tamaki would know where his Mitskuni was.

Mori knocked on the door. After a few moments he knocked again more urgently, but no one answered. Mori looked around the corridor and tried the door. Strangely it opened easily. Mori opened it all the way and stopped dead.

The light spilled into the room, revealing the two men in an intimate embrace. He could see Mitskuni, his Mitskuni, being held by the former host king. Mori took a step backward as the reality sunk in. He watched as Tamaki pulled his lover closer to his bare chest. Mori turned his back on the two and shut the door quietly. He silently made his way down the corridor to go home to his apartment; Alone.

Cue dramatic music duh duh dunnnn...Have to work tomorrow but have the next two days off after that so maybe i will post soon :)

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