Hello~ I think I started writing this last year... Then it got lost deep in the bowels of my flash drive. Yes, I said bowels. Anyway... Hope you like it! -Kiiro

[Edit: Can't believe I forgot this...

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Ouran High School Host Club or Death Note.

Ouran High School Host Club and all affiliated characters © Bisco Hatori.

Death Note and all affiliated characters © Ōba Tsugumi & Obata Takeshi.

I OWN NOTHING!]

"Haru-chaaaaan~!"

Fujioka Haruhi looked up from her book to witness little Haninozuka Mitsukuni's blonde head bobbing toward her amongst the crowded, first-years' library, while his pink bunny, Usa-chan, and cousin, Morinozuka Takashi, trailed behind him.

"Honey-senpai?" Haruhi placed her book on the table as the short, happy third-year bounced up and down in front of her. "What're you doing here? Don't seniors have class now?"

She looked to Mori for an explanation, but the tall, silent student was quite content with staring out a nearby window.

"Takashi and I have to tell you something!" Honey rocked back and forth on his heels, probably trying to build suspense. (To no avail.)

I'm guessing it's all Honey-senpai's idea, then… "Okay, whaddya need, senpai?"

Little Honey took a big breath and half-yelled, "There's a cake shop near where you live that's giving away free strawberry cakes after school today, can you take us?"

Haruhi raised an eyebrow as Honey-senpai panted like an old puppy (because that makes sense in his situation…). "That's really all you came to ask me about? You ditched class for free cake?"

Mori grunted in confirmation. Haruhi shot him a questionable glance. I thought Mori-senpai didn't like strawberry cake…

"What about Host Club? Aren't we doing some terror-theme thing Tamaki-senpai and Hikaru read about in some manga? They seemed so into it, they might scold us for skipping out." She also cringed at the thought of Kyoya-senpai adding another ¥1,000,000 to her debt.

Honey-senpai averted his eyes and fiddled with Usa-chan's floppy ear. Then, he squeaked almost-inaudibly, "Well, yeah…but I…Takashi said…terror…hmm…"

Haruhi considered a moment, remembering Honey's fears of the dark, which was sure to be an effect in their cosplay (And relishing the thought of skipping club activities for once with a legitimate excuse).

With a smile, she looked Mitsukuni in the eye and said, "What time?"

Sorry it's kinda short... The chapters get longer though~ I promise~ -Kiiro