Title: No Cake
Anime: Ouran High School Host Club
The Host Club was buzzing with the usual business of the guests, and the hosts hosting their guests. Happy smiles were every where, and always at least one or two screaming fan girls every few minutes. Two hosts were missing, though. Where were Honey and Mori?
The emotionless host walked quickly into the Host Club and approached their king, Tamaki.
"Tamaki." He said. The blonde was currently tilting a red-headed girl's chin up, and staring into her beautiful blue eyes.
"Out of all the flowers in the greenery of Ireland, I only see you in the midst of it, my sweet four leaf clover of destiny." Tamaki kissed her hand. She was completely flushed. She passed out. The other girls rushed to her side to check for a pulse.
"Tamaki." He shook the blonde host's shoulder.
"Hmm?" Tamaki turned to Mori. "Yes?"
"There is no cake here."
"There shoulder be an order coming in soon."
"There is no sweets at all."
"Like I said, we'll be getting some in soon. Kyouya's taking care of—"
"There wasn't sweets yesterday. There is no sweets at our home either. Mitsukuni just woke up from his nap, and there is no sweets. He hasn't had any for days. I thought you should prepare yourself."
Tamaki looked like he died. He had a look of pure terror on his face. Mori walked away. He was going to head to where the tiny host wouldn't find him. Suddenly, the doors to the Host Club opened with a loud bang. There stood Honey looking tired, angry, and hungry. He started stomping over to Tamaki. The king was freaking out, never taking his eyes off of the shortest host. Once, Honey reached Tamaki, he stood there for a moment. Then, as though he were stiff, he looked down, and slowly grabbed Tamaki's hand. Then, he looked up. He was completely teary-eyed. He bursts into tears, and fell on Tamaki's chest.
"I want cake!" he cried over and over. Every girl in the room looked at the adorable crying host. They took out their purses and left the boy or boys that were entertaining them. One brunette took out a chocolate bar and showed it to Honey. "Huh?" he rubbed one of his eyes, looking cuter than ever. Every single girl in the room blushed.
"It's not cake, but for now until some more sweets come in, you can have this. Only if you prmise me something." She said.
"What's that?" he asked, still crying a little bit. She dried his tears with her thumb.
"That you'll never stop being cute for us girls. Be happy for us!" she handed him the chocolate. He slowly took it and then looked at it. After a moment, he started to smile.
"Okay!" he chirped. Then, thirty minutes after he had finished his candy and any other candy the girls had given him, he was stuffed and being cuddled by his guests.
"Honey sure is a rock star here, isn't he, Tamaki?" Haruhi said to Tamaki.
"He sure is." The blonde king answered.
The doors were pushed open. A familiar scent met Honey's nose. He look at the door. It was the cake delivery he had been waiting for, for three days. There stood Mori, the obviously concerned host (whether he showed it or not).
"Look, Honey! The cake's finally here!" a girl said. He peered over the couch at the big delivery. His stomach made a gurgling sound. He sat back down and face the girls. Holding his stomach, he said,
"My tummy hurts…." He was too full.