Hi! I really enjoy writing for this couple (and I hope you enjoy reading) so I decided to actually have a plot...and perhaps, in later chapters, angst! Hoorah! Angst!

By the way, I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, or any of it's characters. Just in case you hadn't figured it out.

So, enjoy!

It was cold, rainy Tuesday morning when Mori arrived back home, but in Honey's eyes it was one of the most perfect days in existence. The whole Host Club went to meet him at the airport before school. They turned a few heads; Haruhi practically being dragged into all the shops by Tamaki and the Twins, Kyouya constantly taking notes, and Honey, desperately trying to navigate the bustling crowds. Eventually they made it to Arrivals. Honey stood on a chair, desperately trying to see if Mori had arrived yet. Kaoru glanced at his watch.

"Why can't Mori hurry up already? I wanna see more of the airport!" he whined.

Haruhi raised an eyebrow. "What's so cool about an airport, anyways?"

"We've only flown on a private jet before, from a private airfield," explained Hikaru.

"So we've never seen the inside of a big airport before," finished his twin.

These damn rich people, Haruhi thought to herself.

Their banter was broken by a shout from Honey:

"There he is! Takashi! Takashi!" he squealed excitedly, before launching himself at Mori. Mori looked momentarily stunned as the high velocity, cake-loving, bunny-carrying 17-year-old made contact with him, but he soon recovered. Dropping his suitcase, he picked Honey up and held him close.

"I missed you," murmured Honey, nuzzling his cheek.

"I missed you too, Mitsukuni."

The rest of the club went over to join him, and the Twins picked up his suitcase.

"Good to have you back," said Tamaki, slapping Mori on the back in a 'manly' way, "We brought your uniform; you can get changed at school."

"Glad you're home, Mori-sempai," Haruhi said.

"Yes, I too am glad you're back," agreed Kyouya, barely glancing up from his notepad, "Club profits were down 15% without you and Honey working as hosts."

"Usa-chan missed you too, Takashi," mumbled Honey from somewhere in Mori's shoulder, still clinging on to him like a koala, "We saved a piece of all the best and sweetest cake for you, but I'm afraid I already ate some."

Mori chuckled; a quiet, deep rumbling sound. "That's OK, Mitsukuni," he whispered, bending his head to kiss his cheek, "I have the best and sweetest cake any man could ask for right here."

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The Host Club piled into the limo, with everyone sprawled out in the luxurious space, with the exception of Honey, who was sat in Mori's lap. The quickest road to the school was long and bumpy, and everyone found themselves bouncing up and down in their seat, including Honey, who squealed in excitement and bounced up and down even more enthusiastically.

"Wheeeeeee! It's like being on a boat! Isn't this fun, Takashi?"

Mori smiled and nodded, but there were things more important than potholes and bad suspension on his mind. For, the more and more Honey jumped and squirmed on his lap, the more and more aroused he became-and not having seen him for a week only worsened his situation. It was near to unbearable – his lust for Honey had been peculating nicely over his week away, and it was all he could do not to jump the petite blonde there and then. Thankfully for Mori, the road smoothed out, and Honey stopped moving and slid back, leaning on him. His eyes widened slightly as he felt Mori pressed against him, and then he giggled quietly. Mori blushed furiously, and whispered "Sorry," in Honey's ear. The blonde just smiled mischievously, and wiggled his hips against Mori's crotch. Mori let out a quiet moan, which he quickly turned into a yawn. He glared at Honey, who smiled beatifically, and stayed still for the last few minutes of the journey.

The limo pulled up outside the school, and Tamaki threw a bag in Mori's direction.

"Your uniform is in there," he said, before adding, "Feel free to have a shower too. I know how icky one can feel after a long plane flight."

Mori nodded, and began to walk in the direction of the bathrooms, still carrying Honey.

"Takashi, put me down. I have to go help at the club!"

Mori looked at Honey, who was struggling in his arms, then glanced backwards to check no one was watching.

"Mitsukuni, I don't care. You're coming with me to have a shower," he said forcefully, before pressing his lips to Honey's. Honey realised what he meant, and stopped struggling, and instead started nibbling at his neck, making Mori shiver with delight. When they reached the (fortunately empty) bathroom, Mori kicked open the door, then locked it with one hand. With the same hand, he took Ousa from Honey and placed the bunny next to the pot pouri.

Their eyes met for a moment, followed soon by their lips. Mori undressed Honey with one hand, while using the other to hold him closer. Honey moaned as Mori bit his neck, and pressed closer too him, wrapping his bare legs against Mori's waist. His hand roved down Mori's firm chest, and tore off his shirt, sending the buttons flying. Mori used one hand to unfasten his trousers, and they fell to the floor along with his pants.

The two boys were now completely naked, and Honey could feel Mori's arousal pressing against him as he carried him over to the shower and turned it on. The warm water washed over their bodies, soaking their hair, and making the atmosphere steamier and hotter than it already was. Mori reached for the shower gel on side, and cover both himself and Honey with it. They rubbed each others' bodies, Honey still grasped onto Mori, rocking slightly against him. One of Mori's hands crept downwards, still covered in the shower gel, and trailed down his spine and between his cheeks. One cool finger traced around the edges of his opening before pushing into the tight, warm space. Honey shuddered and he buried his face in Mori's neck as another finger was entered straight after, and he was scissored roughly. He gave a tiny cry of pain at this unexpected roughness and dryness. He was surprised and worried; Mori was never this forceful.

"T…Takashi? Be gentle, OK?" he whispered. Mori looked up, his eyes deep, darkened and wild with lust, and entered another finger.

"I am being gentle, Mitsukuni," he said, uncharacteristically unconcerned, "You'll get used to it."

And with that, he replaced his fingers with his large, hard member. Honey cried out once more with the pain of being taken dry, as Mori began thrusting up into him straight away. Tears filled his eyes – why was his Mori – his loving, gentle Mori- being like this? Mori would never hurt him – not like this.

"T-Takashi!" Honey cried, biting his neck harder, in an effort to discourage him, "Please, Takashi…slow down! It hurts like this…you're hurting me."

Still, Mori did not stop.

"Takashi! Takashi, please…slow down! It hurts, Takashi…it hurts."

At this, Mori stopped, and looked down, using his free hand to stroke away the tears from Honey's face. Startled, he pulled out slowly and gently, before placing Honey onto his feet. Honey stumbled, his legs giving way under him slightly, and he walked –limping slightly- to his lover.

Upon seeing this, Mori felt shocked. Shocked and disgusted that he had let his lust make him so selfish as to hurt his lover, and he pushed Honey away, gently. His voice was deep and wobbled slightly.

"I'm…I'm sorry, Mitsukuni. I'm so sorry." He slumped down onto the floor, letting the water of the shower run down his muscled back and over his face. Tears mingled with the water of the shower. Honey's face creased in concern, and he crouched down in front of Mori, before leaning forward and holding him. The dark haired boy wrapped his arms round him, gently.

"I'm so sorry that I hurt you, my love, my Mitskune…I just wanted you so much…I missed you so much," he whispered, "And I was so selfish…"

Honey smiled lovingly, and squeezed him tighter.

"It's OK, Takashi. I forgive you." Mori raised a speculative eyebrow at him. Honey smiled. "Really, look, I'm fine!" he said, going to sit down and wincing slightly as he did so. Mori looked concerned. When he spoke, his voice was cracked with tears.

"Mitsukuni, I don't want you to forgive me – there is no excuse for what just happened. I just…I just…I don't know! I was so…I really wanted –needed- you, and I…I don't know! I'm just wrong, selfish, and because of me, you're hurting," he pushed Honey away from him gently. "Maybe…maybe you should avoid me."

Honey's bottom lip quivered, and he pulled up Mori's face so he could look him in the eye. Mori tried to look away, but Honey stopped him.

"Don't ever say that, Takashi. Don't you dare, ever say that," he told him, almost shouting to be heard over the rushing of the shower, "I don't care if you think wanting me is 'wrong' – I don't care if you're 'selfish'! Because, honestly…"

Here, he took a deep breath, "Because honestly, Takashi, you're stuck with me. No matter how much you hurt me physically, I will keep coming back to you. No matter how many times you hurt my body, I will stay with you, because the pain of leaving you would be ten times as bad as any pain you could make me feel!"

Mori looked at him. "Really?" he asked, eyes crinkling slightly as he smiled.

Honey smiled back. "Really," he replied, before climbing into Mori's lap, and allowing himself to be enfolded in his warm arms, water still running over the two of them.

"Mitsukuni," Mori whispered, "You needn't worry. I'll never let myself hurt you, not your body or your heart."

No, he thought, not ever. I'd die before I let myself hurt him.

Well, hope you enjoyed that - I don't know if it was all a bit rushed. Let me know, please review! More cuteness and plot on the way at a later date!

Love, The Cabbage xx