He was the oldest member in the host club, and by far the cutest. He was the most dangerous, he was—leaving. He stood in the music room for the last time, remembering everything that had happen in this beautiful room. His whole life had changed in this room; he was leaving it all behind. Ever single sweet, every single memory, every single host club member, everything that had made his life something. He would visit of course, but it wouldn't be the same; it would break his heart to see his replacement and even more so, to see that his friends could live without him. He shoved another sweet in his mouth happily; his final hour and he couldn't resist a cake or two.

He closed his eyes, remembering the good times spent in this room.

"Mitsukuni?" a familiar voice asked for him.

He looked at his oldest friend, smiling. "Five more minutes Takashi."

Takashi walked towards the short blond; he was already in his graduation robes whilst Mitsukuni was wearing his Host Club clothes. He sat not reacting to his friend's appearance, eating sweets and reminiscing on the old times.

"Mitsukuni?" Takashi asked again, they were going to be late at this point.

Mitsukuni looked up at him, tears rolling down his face. "I don't want to leave," he cried. Since his mouth was full with cake goodness it came out more; "I dump want to leab."

Takashi bent down to his level, brushing back the boy's tears. "We'll come back," he whispered tenderly.

Mitsukuni shook his head, swallowing his sweets. "They won't need me anymore..." his voice drifted off.

Takashi stared at him for a long time, without saying anything. Then he stood up, looking down at Mitsukuni, who had a confused look on his face. "I suppose then, I will just have to leave you here…" Takashi began to walk away.

Mitsukuni eyes widened, running over to his friend he grabbed his arm. "Takashi! No!"

Takashi smiled at Mitsukuni. "They may not need us, Mitsukuni, but they will always miss us." he picked up Mitsukuni. "Besides, I will always need you…"

"Thank you, Takashi." He jumped down from Takashi's arms, laughing cheerfully, he raced out the door.

Takashi beamed, watching him raced ahead; he stood for a moment. Giving a silent goodbye, he would miss this place very much.

Mitsukuni popped his head back into the room. "C'mon Takashi, we're going to be late!"

"I'm coming."

They have to graduate sometime right? Which is where the fic came from, heh. Apply disclaimers.