Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, Haruhi, and Kyouya were cleaning up after all the host club activities. Well to be correct only Haruhi was cleaning, Kyouya was grumbling about the coast of sweets or something, the twins were commenting on how Haruhi should be wearing a maids outfit, and Tamaki was telling them about how that was so "Immoral" and "Inappropriate".
Haruhi sighed as she started to work on the dirty plates that Honey-senpai had left behind. There were stacks and stacks of them and Haruhi wondered how such a small boy could eat that much cake in just a couple of hours. She shrugged it off and started pilling them onto the little cart she barrowed from the kitchen. After moving about two or so stacks out of the way she found a little rectangular object.
At first she didn't know what the black rectangle on the table was but then she remembered Mori-senpai holding it.
"He must have left it here on accident." she said quietly to herself as she turned the small cell phone around in her hand
"Who left what?" Hikaru and Kaoru asked at the same time and snatched the cell phone out of Haruhi's hand.
"Oh, it's Mori-senpai's cell phone. I wonder why he would leave it behind." Kaoru said as he looked at the tiny rectangle in his brothers hands.
It was Tamaki's turn to grab it and hold it dramatically up to the ceiling. "We must return it immediately!" He said and then the light bulb went off in the twins' minds.
"I wonder.."
"..if Mori-senpai..."
"..has other friends.."
"..besides us." They said.
Everyone started at the object in Tamaki's hand. The same question running threw their minds. Could they really impose on Mori-senpai's privacy for something so stupid? Tamaki clearly answered that question.
He flipped the cell phone open and everyone's heart started beating faster as his finger gently pushed on the button that brought up Mori-senpai's contact list. Every one huddled around Tamaki and their eyes scanned over the screen. Their mouths hung open as they read and the cell phone slipped out of Tamaki's hand. He quickly picked it up and red it again just to make sure he saw it right.
"Hm 1, Hm 2, Hm 3+4, Hm 5, Hm Home, Mitsukuni.'
Everyone sweat dropped as they closed the phone and placed it back on the table. Everyone went about their day trying to forget what they just say.
The next day as one of the guests asked Mori-senpai a question he 'hm'ed and all the girls sighed.
"Mori-senpai you must be really deep! I wonder what could be going on in that mind of yours!" Another guest said. Everyone other member of the club, besides Honey-senpai of course, sweat dropped remembering his contact list.
Maybe he isn't as deep as his fan girls make him out to be.