Mori was constantly checking Honey throughout the school day, always found making sure his tie was straight and tight, and his collar fixed. Honey would usually fuss around when his tall protector would fiddle with his uniform to make it perfection, but now he wasn't. Though, his expression seemed just as uneasy as Mori's normally stoic face.

When the Host Club started, Mori's eyes were extra careful and alert while Honey used his normal charms on the group of swooning high school ladies.

Haruhi rearranged the filled tea cups and silver wear on the sparkling tray before she lifted it up and made her way over to the Lolita section of the music room. She passed each individual couch filled with a host on his girls before she came to a stop at Honey and Mori's table, lifting the empty plate in front of Honey and placing the tray down in it's place.

"Oh, thank you Haru-chan!" Honey grinned up at his fellow host and his guests let out a chorus of sighs.

"You're extra hyper today, senpai." Haruhi observed with a tiny smile.

The boy continued to smile and turned his head to face Mori. "Would you like some cake today, Takashi?"

Haruhi slipped a tea cup off the tray besides Honey's cake and peered up at him, her eyes bulging out in disbelief.

"Senpai-"

Mori's body froze and pupils shrunk in fear.

"Is that-"

Honey's neck tie had loosened up, something Takashi didn't notice from his angle, and the fair skin of his neck was exposed-a part from a dark, noticeably large bruise that laid on the side.

"-a hickey?"

Her question hitched the breath's of the group of girls around them, now at the edges of their seats. It took Honey a few seconds to realize what just happened; he was staring worriedly at Mori, who had grabbed the boy's shoulders and lifted him off from the couch in less than those few seconds.

"Mitsukuni, we have to leave."

The tall man and his small master were out the double doors in a flash, knocking over an empty table and pushing through some arriving guests as they went. Haruhi remained in her bent over position, hand still clutching the tea cup.

"Honey-senpai has a hickey?!"

"Is it from Mori?"

"How CUTE!"

"MOE~!"

Haruhi just stared at the doors, ignoring all the girls screaming.

"Well...that was weird."