Chapter 23: Honey's Three Bitter Days!

"Haven't you finished, yet?"

"Almost there, Glasses. Don't get your boxers in a twist. Aaaaaand… Done! You can have your precious diary back, now."

Kyoya rolled his eyes, snatching the notebook she was waving under his nose, "If it were my diary, which is a ridiculous notion, you would not even be aware that it existed."

"Oooh… does that mean that you do have a secret diary we don't know about?"

"That's for me to know and for you to never find out," he teased before skimming over the new entries, "Are these all the calculations from this morning's shipment?"

"Double and triple checked, both in the calculator and by hand, as you like it. No errors, but I have a few suggestions."

"Suggestions?" Kyoya ran a single finger down the page, following along to her math, "Like?"

"Like maybe limiting Honey's cake intake? I mean, if we took the time to really talk about it with him and how much it costs us for him to eat so much every day, he'd probably be open to changing his habits."

"My previous question remains valid."

"Okay… so this is only off the top of my head, but what if we only let Honey-senpai have two slices of cake per customer? Or maybe only one? That way he wouldn't be eating half of our stock every day."

"Hm…"

Thud!

Ting!

Splish!

"You… what have you done? "

The responding silence sent a chill around the room like a Supernatural ghost. Jin could've sworn she saw her next breath mist out in front of her. Turning around, she saw the twins and Tamaki standing around a table, staring at it with unmasked horror. Casting a glance at her crush, Jin went over to check it out, hearing Kyoya following right behind her.

"Hey, it wasn't our fault!"

"W-How is this possibly not your fault?!"

The brunette came to a stop beside her sister, " What's happened? "

" Hikaru and Kaoru were reenacting something that happened in class today for Tamaki, and they accidentally pushed him backwards into the table and spilled a cup of tea all over Usa-chan. "

" So… totally their fault? "

" Completely. "

" And… they're going to try to convince Tamaki it was his fault? "

" Without. A. Doubt. "

The three boys around the table were now engaged in a full-blown argument, per usual for Tamaki and the twins, and Jin felt a heavy hand fall onto her shoulder. She looked up at Mori-senpai's face, which was sporting a small frown.

"Something wrong?"

"They'll wake him up."

The two looked over Haruhi's head at the only occupied couch in the room. Honey-senpai turned over in his sleep, a small mumble barely heard over the shouts of ' is too! ' and ' is not! '. Jin immediately understood Mori's concern and gave him a quick nod before walking between the arguing boys.

She gently picked the sopping wet bunny up off the table, giving it a good look, "Look, it doesn't matter how it happened, it's done now. We just need to send this little guy to a Dry Cleaner's and everything will be fine. I've done that with more than a few stuffed animals before."

"You have stuffed animals?"

The brunette sent a small wink at Kyoya, "That's for me to know, and for you to never find out. But seriously, if you just send it in it'll be good as new in a few hours."

"A few hours?! We don't have that kind of time! Honey-senpai will wake up soon enough and if his precious Usa-chan isn't where he left him-"

"You're gonna wake him up even sooner if you keep shouting like that, you know."

Tamaki clapped a hand over his mouth and shot a fearful look over his shoulder at his Senpai. The others followed his gaze, watching as Honey's cheek muscle twitched once before he settled further down into the couch cushions.

"Huh… I've never known any other 3rd-years who still need naps, but why don't we just wake him up now and apologize? He's going to find out eventually, right?" Haruhi reached forward towards the small blond, but soon found her wrist in a light grip. Jin stood just behind her, a warning look on her face.

"That… might not be a very good idea, baby sister."

"What? Why?"

Her sister cast another wary look at her old friend before jerking her head towards the others, "Let's… move away from Honey-senpai while we have this conversation." Confused, but still trusting of her sister's judgement and wisdom, Haruhi followed her back to the others.

" Whew! Nice save, Jin-senpai! "

" For a moment there, I thought Haruhi was a goner! "

" What are you guys talking abou- and why am I whispering, too?"

" Shhhhhhh! "

" Honey-senpai isn't exactly a… morning person. "

Haruhi tilted her head, " But… it's late afternoon. "

" Haru, he means Honey-senpai wakes up in a bad mood. Think Dad, but more dangerous. "

" Oooooooh. " Haruhi nodded, suddenly looking very serious, " Gotcha. "

" Yeah! There's a rumor going around that he once wiped out two whole platoons of American soldiers because someone was careless enough to wake him up when he was jetlagged! And we've had diplomatic issues with America since that fateful day! "

The brunette bowed her head, " You know… I can understand him being a bit grouchy when he wakes up, but becoming violent and ruining our country's relationships? That's stretching it a little, don't you think? "

" Oh, you think I'm exaggerating? Well consider this: Honey-senpai's blood is AB! "

" What does that have to do with anything we've been talking about for the past five minutes? "

" Becaaaaaause! That's the same blood type as Kyoya's! "

Haruhi covered her mouth, finally looking genuinely terrified. Her sister, however, snorted and peeked out at the now frowning ravenet.

"What's wrong with that? Do you have a problem with my blood type?"

The others quickly shook their heads, ducking away from his angry gaze. Jin smirked and set the stuffed rabbit down on a dry table, "Maybe we could clean him up ourselves? A little water and a pat-dry should be good enough before we can explain to him that Usa-chan needs to go to the dry-cleaners?"

"Are you insane? Why do you keep talking about this dry-cleaners? Don't you understand what he'll do to us when he wakes up?!"

"If that's what you're worried about, don't forget that both Mori-senpai and I can protect you from him, right?"

"Protect us?! I know you're both learned in martial arts but Honey-senpai on a rampage would decimate the both of you anyways!"

"Tamaki! Shh!"

But it was too late. Honey-senpai slowly sat up on the couch, rubbing at his eyes with a tight frown. Everyone in the room tensed, watching their smallest friend slowly wake up fitfully. Kaoru suddenly grabbed a generously stuffed brown teddy-bear out from his school bag and chucked it at the occupied couch. It hit its mark on Honey-senpai's lap with a little pamp!

" Where did you get that? "

" It was in the Boss's backpack! I pulled it out earlier to tease him with, but forgot about it until just now! "

They fell silent again as Honey froze, suddenly realizing there was something new on his lap. Lowering his hand, the small blond stared at the teddy bear with an unreadable expression. Slowly, he reached down before snagging the bear's leg and whipping it across the room.

Jin clapped a hand over Tamaki's mouth to keep him from screaming out.

Honey slowly slid his legs off the couch, standing up and walking over to the table with Usa-chan still resting on it, his matching bunny blanket dragging along the ground behind him. He stared at the tea-stained stuffed animal before slowly turning his head to face the rest of the Host Club.

"...Who is responsible for getting Usa-chan… dirty? "

Jin could feel the blond in her arms shaking violently, as well as the two sets of fists clinging to the back of her blazer. Honey's face was that of blank fury, eyes zeroing in on the guilty-looking party. From behind her, she heard the heavy footfalls of her other childhood friend as he slowly walked around the group and approached his cousin.

"Usa-chan was thirsty, so we made him tea."

Jin ducked her head, stifling her snickers in Tamaki's tensed shoulder.

"Oh! Okay! That's why his face is all dirty, huh? Usa-chan, you need to be more neat when you're drinking your tea! I bet Jin-chan made it for you, she's nice like that! Hey, Takashi, should we get Usa-chan some cake, too? It'll probably taste really good after his drink!"

The three boys surrounding Jin suddenly slid to the floor, shivering in relief. The girl stepped over Hikaru's curled form, flashing a smile at the remaining two members of the club.

"I tried to tell them! Mori-senpai and I wouldn't let him hurt anyone."

"I feel like you left out a few important details that would've convinced them more thoroughly."

She shrugged, "I have to entertain myself somehow . Come on, the guests will be here any minute now."

Less than two hours later, the host club was slowly winding down to the last couple customers of the day. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Tamaki had healed quickly after their slight mental breakdown earlier, but it was obvious to the well trained eye that all three boys were avoiding their small Senpai.

Jin found it hilarious.

She was still snickering as she went around the room, handing out the last pieces of cake and teapots for the day. Everything else was already locked up back in the kitchen. Pushing her new cart (that Kyoya had so graciously given her after she'd begged for it all of last week), she rolled to a stop beside Haruhi's table.

"Anything from the trolley, Dears?"

Haruhi lightly kicked her sister's foot, acknowledging the reference she'd just made, before sending her a wink, "We'll take the lot!"

The two muffled their snickers as best as they could, even though the guests were laughing, well aware of what their hosts were talking about. As Jin began handing out cake, the three girls sitting around her sister started rapidly discussing 'potential cosplays', so she took the time to actually talk to her sister.

"How've you been today, Haru?"

"Fine. It's weird with you not plastered to my side during lunch anymore."

Haruhi received a light tap to the back of her head, "Unless you want me to start inviting Kyoya over to our place, the cafeteria and before Hosting Hours are the best times for us to do 'Accounting stuff' as the twins have so eloquently put it."

"Let's stick to that." Haruhi felt a small shiver travel down her spine at the thought of Kyoya (and therefore the rest of the club) following them home everyday.

"That's what I figured. And you can always sit on my other side during lunch, you know?"

"Yeah…" Haruhi stirred her tea half-heartedly, "But Honey-senpai usually takes that seat."

"Oh, shoot!" Jin hurriedly grabbed the empty cups and plates, stacking them haphazardly on her cart, "I need to get to Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai's table!"

Haruhi cast a glance at the full half of a chocolate cake on the lower half of the cart, pink floral decorations lining the edges and sides.

"Riddle me this, how has he not gotten a cavity from all the cake he eats on a daily basis?"

Jin shrugged, "I'm guessing a strict brushing schedule."

"Even so, if he keeps it up he's going to get one eventually."

"Don't jinx it, Haru!"

The shorter girl lifted her hands, "Fine! Sorry! Knock on wood!"

Not entirely convinced, Jin pushed her lower lip out in a sort-of pout before whisking herself away, ruffling Haruhi's hair in passing as she did so. As she neared her childhood friend's table, Honey turned to her with very wide eyes.

"Jin-chan! Have you brought more cake for me?"

"I have," the girl flicked the brakes on before skillfully swapping numerous plates and tea sets, "But maybe you should think about taking the cake a little slow for the rest of the day, Sweetie. Stick-in-the-mud over there is worried you're gonna get a cavity with that big of a sweet tooth." Jin lightly pinched her friend's chubby cheeks, taking a little bit of an edge off her warning.

"Nah!" Honey scooped up a big piece, more frosting than actual cake, "I always brush my teeth in the morning, at night, and after big meals! I'm-" he shoved the bite into his mouth and was cut off with a very painful-sounded yelp.

The room stilled.

The empty plate in Jin's hand was gently placed on the cart, "Honey-senpai…"

"Just… bit my tongue. 'm okay… Jin-chan."

"Um, how about you let me check, okay?"

"No, I'm fine."

The twins gravitated over to the other two, reaching out in an attempt to hold Honey down. Of course, he started squirming away from them, "What are you doing?"

"Honey-senpai!"

"Just let her check!"

"Stop messing with me! No!"

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey," Jin quickly pulled Hikaru's hands away from Honey's jacket, "Hold up, let him go!"

"Leave me alone!"

"...Mitsukuni-senpai?"

Honey's eyes slowly squinted open to see Jin resting on her knees in front of him, "Jin… chan?"

"Mitsukuni-senpai, please let me look? I promise I won't hurt you, but we need to know… if it's a cavity."

Tears slowly grew in the blond's eyes. Off to his left, he saw a long shadow growing along the floor and turned to his cousin. "Takashi?"

"Let her look, Mitsukuni."

The blond gasped, before miserably letting his lower jaw drop. Leaning in, Jin peeked into his open mouth. He'd been holding his right jaw, so that's where she looked first, and almost immediately she saw the black pit inside one of his back molars. The brunette withdrew with a sigh.

"Nēchan? Is it…"

"You jinxed it, Haru. I'm so sorry, Honey-senpai."

Tamaki pressed his pointer and middle finger to his forehead as Mori-senpai crouched down beside Jin to get his own, personal look, "Okay… could I have everyone's attention, please? I have an announcement to make."

Jin backed away from the cousins, knowing where Tamaki was going with this, and not wanting to be especially close to her friend when he heard the news. She loved Honey, dearly, but there were a few memories with him she never wanted to repeat again.

" And yet again, you demonstrate your incredible skills in handling children ."

"I'm guessing you've completely forgotten about last week's plot line?"

"Save for that particular one."

"Ha, thanks, Glasses." Jin turned to face the ravenet, not wanting to see Honey's facial expressions as his cousin carted away what was left of his cake, "But I have a feeling you're complimenting me because you're happy about something. And would that happiness have anything to do with not buying and sweets for the next few days or so?"

Kyoya flashed a grin.

"You're so mean."

"But you wouldn't have it any other way, now would you?"

The push off his chest and scoff told him all he needed to know.

* Timeskip *

"If you were just looking, then why don't you try this? I'll keep the real stuff."

The 1st and 2nd year trios exchanged head shakes from the 'T' of the hallway before turning away in different directions.

"I never would've imagined Mori-senpai would treat Honey-senpai this harshly. It's almost like he's punishing him for having a cavity. I mean, taking his candy away was one thing, but flashing a half-off sale in front of his face? That seems like a cruel and unusual punishment."

"Well, it's not as though we have any say over how Mori-senpai keeps his cousin away from candy or other sweets. Perhaps this is normal behaviour for the both of them. After all, it was Honey-senpai's carelessness that caused this unfortunate incident to occur. I think it's fair to up his punishment a little, to really drive in the lesson. But even I admit the sale was poorly timed… we really could've used it."

"Kyoya, I know you're my best friend and all, but could you please stop being so insensitive? I know you only really care about the monetary standpoint of this problem, but would it kill you to at least pretend to care about Honey-senpai's mental wellbeing?"

"I never said that I didn't care, and I highly doubt that his mental health will play any factor in the following days. That being said, sometimes I wish that you would pay a little more attention to the club's spending on certain things, such as Honey-senpai's eating habits. Just today we've saved enough for a full cosplay set of Hogwart's wizard robes, not even counting how much we've saved by not ordering sweets for the rest of the guests."

"But does that really trump Honey-senpai's suffering enough to smile about it? I haven't seen you this happy and carefree in months! Well, apart from when Jin took half of your workload off your shoulders… but that's beside the point!"

"Tamaki, you're over exaggerating!"

"Am I? Jin, be honest; when was the last time you saw Kyoya smile as much as he has today alone?"

The brunette sighed, pinching her skirt fabric between her thumb and forefinger to swish the material around, "I'm not going to take sides in that particular argument, but if either of you care, I personally agree with how Mori-senpai is handling this."

"...Huh?"

"Yes, Tamaki, I think he's doing what he should. Honey-senpai may be the eldest, but he still acts like a little kid. As someone who practically raised their little sibling and who sees younger children on a daily basis, I say that little kids need to be told that enough is enough on occasion. Considering that, if he continued to eat sweets like he normally does, Honey-senpai would not only be in terrible pain every time he did, but it would make a bad situation worse and instead of just getting the cavity filled at the dentist in a few days, he might need a root canal instead. To me, Honey-senpai needs Mori-senpai to really behave as his common sense in situations like these and ensure that he's doing what's best for him in the long run. After all, eventually the two of them won't be around each other all the time, and Mori-senpai can't spend the rest of his life worrying if his cousin is unable to withstand temptation like this."

Her classmates were silent, so she rounded off her argument, "And if you think about it, Mori-senpai cares so much about Honey-senpai and his well being… he may be blaming himself for this whole cavity business."

The three lapsed into silence until they walked into their classroom. Kyoya sat down at his desk and smiled up at Jin, who situated herself atop said desk as per usual, "Once again, I'm impressed by how well you handle children."

"Are you going to keep saying that? That's, what, the third time? Fourth?"

"Apologies."

"No, it's fine, I was just wondering. It's nice when you say it." She gently swings her feet, tapping her heels against his knee whenever they swung back under his desk. Feeling a deep warmth in his chest, Kyoya looked around the girl on his desk, wondering why his friend was suddenly so quiet.

Tamaki seemed to be frozen halfway between standing and sitting, his body tense and eyes wide, staring at the legs of Kyoya's desk.

"Tamaki? Is something wrong?"

The boy jolted and he tumbled backwards into his chair, nearly toppling it over, "W-what? Oh, no, yeah, no I'm just fine. I just, you know, well, uh-Sugar withdrawal! Yeah. Just... " he turned around to face the front of the classroom, back ramrod straight, "...sugar."

Jin looked away from the blond and raised her left eyebrow, as if asking What was that all about?

Kyoya simply shrugged and pulled out his black journal, unable to not smile as Jin leaned closer and started listing the rest of the savings he'd forgotten to calculate.

"Jin-chan..?"

A faint tugging at the bottom of her jacket followed by a pair of sniffles pulled Jin's attention away from the roses she was arranging. She peeked over her shoulder.

"Yes, Honey-senpai? What is it?"

"I… why does everyone hate me all of the sudden? Did I d-do something to offend you? I'm s-s-sorry, Jin-chan. I didn't m-mean to…"

The girl sighed lightly, pulling her jacket out of Honey's grip as she turned around, "Mitsukuni-senpai, look at me."

He didn't.

"Please."

Slowly, Honey's head lifted. It had been three days since his last taste of strawberry cake, and it was easily read in his face. Dark bags hung below his red-rimmed eyes and his cheeks seemed to be both hollowing out and sagging at the same time. His hair hair looked half-brushed and one shower short of its usual shine, and Jin felt her heart strings clench viciously.

On the other hand, she was well aware that not a few seconds ago he'd been rummaging through the candy drawers she had emptied herself the first night of his prohibition. His irritation was buzzing around the room, making six other heads poke out around various furniture pieces at the two of them.

"Honey-senpai, making yourself look homeless is not going to bring your dentist visit any closer, and you know that. Everyone around you is trying to be as patient and understanding as they can be, but right now you and I are going to have a 'big-kid talk', okay?"

Usually, this is when Jin would crouch down to be eye-level with the child and soften her voice, but she'd been observing her friend for the past three days and was honestly disappointed in him. He was the closest of her friends to adulthood, and was doing a very pathetic job of showing it. By now she had realized what Mori-senpai was doing, so there was no help coming from him, and there wasn't anyone else in the club who knew Honey-senpai like they did. So, as usual, it came down to her to try and put things in order. Typical.

"Mitsukuni-senpai, I've seen your various plots to try and trick people into giving you sweets, and I'm disappointed in you. You are 18 years old, for goodness sake, and this is one of those times where you're going to have to act like it. I get that you like cake, sometimes more than you like people, and that can be okay in some cases but not when it concerns your health. It you go into your dentist appointment tomorrow to have your cavity filled, but learn that you need a root canal instead because you kept on mooching sweets off of everyone you're going to have to wait even longer before you can eat cake again. I know you don't want to think about it, but it's the truth.

"You need to be a big kid for just a few more hours, that's all I'm asking of you here. After you get your cavity fixed, you can have all the sweets and cake you want because like Hell the entire Host Club wouldn't bring you all the cakes they can carry after the horrible week you've had. So, if you want this to take as little time as possible, I suggest you bring out your tough guy side and act your age."

Honey was facing the ground again, his arms wound so tightly around Usa-chan's neck it looked like his head was about to pop off. His body was still, but his mind was racing. A small part of him, deep, deep inside his brain knew that Jin was right, and that eventually everything would be alright again, but his rational mind wasn't in control at the moment.

Right now, he was mad. He felt like he was being mistreated. Like no one cared that he was suffering and couldn't possibly understand what he was going through. Takashi was being mean, Kyo-chan was obviously happier than normal, Haru-chan gave him kelp instead of chocolate like she'd promised, and now Jin-chan was being mean to him in front of everyone. Calling him a child! He wasn't a child! She was just being a big, stupid-

"JERK!"

It was a knee-jerk reaction what happened next. All of his anger at his cavity, the lack of sweets, zero support for his side, and the knowledge that everything Jin had just said was true down to the last syllable… it just came bubbling out at that one word. Usa-chan fell to the floor as Honey rotated clockwise on his left leg, tucking his right up against his chest before striking out at Jin with the heel of his shoe.

In the split second that followed his foot connecting with her chest, seven things happened at once.

There was the sound of every occupied chair in the room scraping against the floor as one. Jin's name and nicknames began to fall off of parted lips, as well as his own first name being sharply bitten out by his cousin. Jin's eyes went wide, shock etched into every line of her face. Her lips were parted as well, but instead of words, there was a great mass of air being forced out of her throat. Honey realized that was because his kick had struck her diaphragm. Then there was a brief curiosity as to why Jin hadn't blocked his attack, like he knew she could have. Easily. And the seventh thing that happened was an immediate, overwhelming tidal wave of regret and horror that flooded Honey's entire being.

When time went back to normal, Jin was flying through the air until she slammed against the wall of the music room. She didn't say anything at first, because she had no air in her lungs to make a sound. In lieu of that shout, a very loud, ominous CRACK filled the air instead.

She slid to the floor, pulled her left forearm out from behind her back, grabbed the middle of it with her right hand, and let out a breathless scream.

Six hosts ran to surround her, Honey still frozen in place as he watched tears of pain begin to stream down Jin's face as she clutched her arm tighter. Kyoya finally managed to push Tamaki out of the way, cell phone to his ear as he called for an ambulance. Jin was quickly lead out from the circle of boys, Haruhi's arms wrapped around her and steering her around obstacles as her eyes screwed up due to the pain.

Her wrist was swelling.

Honey's apology caught in his throat, feeling all the blood in his head drain down to his toes at the sight. Neither Haruhi nor Jin were looking his way, but he'd have to be dead to miss the glare Kyoya shot in his direction before closing the Music Room doors behind the three of them.

The room falls into silence once they're gone. The events of the last two minutes replay in Honey's head, emphasizing the feeling of Jin's body giving way beneath Honey's kick and the crack of her, most likely, broken bone.

There was something warm and slightly ticklish on his face, and he reached up to feel it all wet from tears. He began to shake.

"Mitsukuni…"

He couldn't take it. The sheer weight of disappointment in Takashi's voice was the final straw. Honey collapsed into a pool of tears.

"I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean too! *Sniff* I'm so sorry! Jin-chan I'm sorry!"

The warm hug he was pulled into was almost worse.

* Timeskip *

The next day was a little emotional to say the least.

Jin had walked into Ouran Academy with an uncomfortable looking cast around her left wrist only to be wrapped up in one of the most tear-filled hugs she'd ever experienced. Honey was wailing into her hip for about five minutes straight, and the small boy was still whimpering out apologies as she bent down to wipe his tears off.

"Shhh, shhh, it's… er, well maybe not completely okay, but thank you for apologizing, Honey-senpai. I'm not mad at you. It's just a little crack, it'll be healed by the summer!"

"I'm s-s-so s-sorry, Jin-chan! I-I won't eat any more sweets until after my d-dentist says so!"

She smiled, "Promise?"

"Mm, hm! I-I won't even complain!"

"That's very good progress for you, Honey-senpai. I'm proud of you."

Honey sniffled again before throwing his arms around her neck, leaking a few more tears onto her shoulder. Jin straightened up with the boy still in her arms and exchanged glances with her sister who had watched the whole thing. Haruhi nodded with a small smile before grabbing both of their school bags and leading the way to the music room. They had a feeling the others would be waiting for them to be updated on Jin's wrist.

Unless Kyoya already told them.

The taller of the three blushed when she remembered how concerned Kyoya had been the day before. After rushing the two sisters into the back of an Ambulance, he had followed behind them in his limo and had stayed by Haruhi's side while the doctors at the nearest Ootori hospital treated Jin's injury. It had been hard to judge who looked more relieved when they were told Jin had suffered merely a cracked bone instead of a broken one, and he'd even paid for all of Jin's medical expenses. When asked he said it was because she got hurt at the club, and it was therefore their responsibility to pay for it, but Jin knew better.

Haruhi pushed the doors open and they walked inside, Honey slowly lifting his head from her shoulder. He tried not to meet anyone's eyes, but soon realized no one was looking at him angrily and relaxed.

"Honey-senpai?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I set you down for a moment? I need to talk to Mori-senpai about something."

"Huh? Oh, okay, Jin-chan!"

The blond slid down off of Jin's hip and walked over to where his cousin had sat Usa-chan down. Jin also moved away from the doors, answering the boy's questioning stares with a smile and a thumbs up before pulling her other childhood friend off to a corner of the room. The two began conversing in hushed tones, Mori-senpai looking a little scolded the longer they talked but understanding all the same.

"What are they talking about?"

"Do I look like I'd know?"

"Oh, cut it out, you two. Jin probably wanted to talk about how Honey-senpai reacted once she left for the hospital."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense."

"They really are close, aren't they?"

"Yeah. I'm surprised Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai didn't make a move on Jin-senpai after all the years they knew each other."

"Unless they're secretly in an arranged marriage?"

The trio looked between the girl and boy who looked to be wrapping up their conversation.

"Nah."

Just then, Mori nodded and patted Jin's head lightly, the two smiling at each other before turning back to face the others in the room. The brunette smiled wider and pulled a handful of colorful sharpies out of her blazer's inside pocket.

"Time to sign my cast! Line up, everyone!"

Haruhi was, of course, the first person to snatch the green sharpie up and start scribbling along the white plastic. Mori-senpai grabbed the blue and seemed to be delicately spelling his name with complete concentration.

Hikaru and Kaoru each took one step forward before something tugged them backwards.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Let go, Boss! We wanna sign her cast, too!"

"Shhh! Be quiet! You can sign her cast after ."

Tamaki yanked the two other boys behind a couch before releasing their jackets. He poked his head up above the lip of said couch to see if the other five had noticed their retreat, but they were all surrounding Jin, markers in hand.

"What's the big deal, Boss?"

"Yeah, and the harsh grip?"

The blond didn't look at them, too preoccupied with staring at his best friend who was currently signing Jin's cast, unaware of the faintest hint of pink currently sprawled across the girl's cheeks.

"Men, I have a hypothetical question to ask of you… in regards to Kyoya and Jin."