This one is for Sierra Wood…and I'd like to make a note that yes, I know Japan most likely has pie…but just go with it. And for this brief fic's purposes, pie is American.

Don't ask, just read the story.

Pie

"Have you ever tried pie, Honey-senpai?" Haruhi asked the third year.

Honey stopped mid-bite and looked up at Haruhi who was standing by his couch. She held a plate in her hand, on top of which was a slice of pie. "No, I haven't tried it, Haru-chan," Honey answered hesitantly. He glanced at his sousing sitting beside him before asking, "What is pie?"

The other host club members were paying attention to the three members by now, acting unusually silent. Kyoya even looked up from his laptop to glance at his girlfriends warily. He eyed the pie for a moment before closing the laptop lid and watching the interaction. This will be good, he thought.

Haruhi glanced at the pie. "It's an American dessert, quite popular I've heard." She motioned to Kyoya as she continued, "Kyoya's sister made it for me, and I'd thought you'd like to try it."

Honey set his cake down on the table and reached out to take the cake from Haruhi. Haruhi handed it to him before retreating back to the couch where Kyoya was sitting. She sat beside him and watched cautiously as he poked and prodded the pie.

The twins immediately joined her, sitting across from the couple. "Why did you give Honey-senpai pie?" they asked together.

Before she could reply, Tamaki appeared beside Haruhi and hugged her tightly. "Oh my daughter!" he wailed. "What have you done? Honey-senpai likes cake, nothing else!"

Haruhi pushed Tamaki away from her and pushed him onto the floor. "You're not my father, Tamaki-senpai. So stop calling me your daughter."

"But daughter!" Tamaki cried, clutching at his heart. "Why are so mean to your loving father?"

Haruhi ignored the blonde and turned to Kyoya as he said, "Why did you give Honey-senpai pie? You never know how he will react."

"Just watch," Haruhi instructed, looking back at the two third-years.

Honey was holding the pie up to Mori. Mori shrugged and Honey lowered the pie, gazing intently at it. He hesitantly picked up a fork and cut off a bite. He placed the bite and raised it, ever so slowly, to his mouth. The entire club watched in anticipation, waiting for the approval or disapproval from the Lolita boy.

Mori watched calmly, watching his cousin's face for any type of expression as Honey's lips closed around the fork. His expression remained neutral for a second before breaking out into a huge grin. He swallowed and skipped over to Haruhi and Kyoya. Haruhi shrunk back against her will but forced a friendly smile. "Do you like it?"

"I love it!" Honey cheered. "Almost as much as cake!"

Haruhi breathed a sigh of relief. "Great!"

Honey turned to Kyoya, "Kyoya-kun, you should get half cake and half pie now!"

Kyoya nodded and Honey skipped back to his seat, launching himself up onto the couch. Mori watched, silent as ever, but gave a quick nod to Haruhi. Haruhi smiled back and turned to Kyoya in her seat.

"What?" Kyoya asked suspiciously after Haruhi had been smiling at him for some time.

Haruhi grinned wider. "He likes it. Fuyumi will be thrilled."

Kyoya rolled his eyes. "Something to keep her in the kitchen. She'll need supervision so she doesn't blow the place up."

Haruhi slapped his arm playfully. "Give her a break. She makes really good pie."

"Good for her," Kyoya muttered before reaching for his laptop.

Haruhi settled against the couch while Kyoya typed away on his laptop. After a few minutes, Kyoya asked, "Can I ask you something?"

Haruhi nodded. "Of course."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

Kyoya set his laptop on the table. "Why did you give Honey-senpai cake? I can't figure out the reason…"

Haruhi grinned. "Pie costs less than cake."

Kyoya blinked back before smiling a genuine smile. He chuckled to himself before picking up his laptop again. "Of course," he said, still smiling.

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Not entirely sure of the point of this…oh well!

Hope you enjoyed! Please recommend words/pairings!