Author's Note: So this is the first chapter of my story! I understand it's not the typical pairing but after I read a few fanfictions of this pairing, I thought it wasn't such a terrible one - in fact I kinda liked it. Anywho, more chapters are coming soon! My story is like a prequel to another story on with the author's permission to make this. I'll post the link to her story for those that wish to continue the story when I'm finished with mine. The link to her story will be posted onto the last chapter of mine. I hope you all enjoy.

He was dancing to the beat of the music that was blaring through the speakers at the club. Him and his cousin were just letting loose one night as they finished off their last midterm exams before spring break. Honey needed to relax for other reasons, too. He did very well on his exams like always, however, he couldn't get a certain girl out of his mind. 'She's more of a woman at this point though,' he thought.

Now that he thought about it, this was the very same place where they went to celebrate their graduation as a group of friends a few years ago. That was such a fun night, especially with her there. Everyone got a turn to dance with her but when it was his turn, he felt something. He wasn't sure if it was the mood of the song or the twinkle lights above them, but he felt something to his very core. She always looked beautiful but that night, she was glowing as if time stood still for their moment. It was as if she was supposed to be dancing with him, forever an always. The thought of her being with him made him smile but he felt he like he didn't have a chance with her. He was the safe friend, the kind of guy that didn't harass her or try to get into her pants. Even though he was the oldest amongst the host club, he was very childlike. It wasn't as though he didn't have adult thoughts, because he did – just like any other teenage boy. He just respected her more, not just as a woman, but as a human being.

During the many times he went to visit his younger classmates at Ouran, he couldn't help but feel a little giddy about seeing natural host. He has grown taller since graduation but still had baby face. He had several opportunities to tell her how he felt but he couldn't go through with it. What if she didn't like him back? What if it put a strain on their friendship? They were such good friends, he didn't want to ruin it. He was snapped out of his train of thought when he heard his cousin say his name.

"Mitsukuni…" Takashi spoke with the same blank expression his face but with concern in his eyes.

"I'm okay, Takashi. Just spaced out again…"

"You should tell her, before she graduates and leaves for school."

"No way. I'm not going to jeopardize our friendship."

"Yeah, but you will never know how she feels unless you tell her."

Mitsukuni just shrugged off what his cousin said. He walked towards the bar and ordered a beer to casually drink the bottle gone. That was before a girl walked up to him asking if he wanted to dance. He shrugged and let the girl lead him back onto the dance floor where the grinded against each other to the beat of the music. Even though he was physically there, and he knew this because his body was moving and dancing, his mind wasn't present. His mind kept wandering to the oblivious, younger classmate: 'Haruhi.' They danced like this for a few songs before going back to the bar to catch their breath and to order another drink. He was spacing out again though while she ordered herself a drink. She caught him spacing out though.

"She must be really special," the girl spoke, loud enough to grab his attention.

"Huh?" He looked up at her confused at the conversation.

"You're thinking about a certain girl, aren't you? Did she break your heart?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm thinking about one but we're not dating though – never were. I don't even think she knows how I feel," he said with a small laugh.

"Just tell her then," she continued casually.

"I don't want to ruin our friendship…"

"Oh, you're the safe friend? It sucks being friend zoned. Trust me, I've been there with a guy I was friends with."

"Yeah, so I don't want to lose that. I would much rather have her in my life as a friend than not at all."

"I guess that's true. Want a drink?"

"Yeah, I'll get another beer."

"That beer isn't going to do anything, you should get something else."

"I'm not much of a girly drinker, though…"

"Trust me, dude. There's nothing girly about the drink I'm going to get you. It's called an AMF, also known as 'Adios Motherfucker.'"

"How strong is it?"

"I think the title says it for itself. You'll forget about your troubles, that's for sure."

With Honey feeling a little adventurous tonight, he agreed on getting one. The girl waved the bartender over to them and ordered the drink while Honey grabbed his money to pay before she swatted his hand with money away.

"It's on me tonight," she says while handing her money to the bartender

"No, it's fine. I don't mind paying for my drink.

"Let me pay for your drink, I truly don't mind it. I want to pay for it."

"Why? Do you always pay for a guy that's hung up on a girl a drink?"

"Only if they're cute and they need it," she replied smiling at him. "The name is Saito Naomi, by the way. Call me Naomi though."

'Crap.' How rude of him to have a random girl buy his drink and not even know her name. "Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but everyone calls me Honey."

The bartender came back with their drinks and sat it down in front of them. She took a drink of hers while he stared at his for a moment, looking at the pretty blue color. 'AMF, huh? It may look girly, but I hope it works.' He wanted to be gone tonight from his thoughts.

"To Friend zones! May there be a day where we finally break the barrier!" She exclaimed cheerfully while raising her glass.

"To Friend zones!" Honey replied while clinking his glass to hers before sipping through the straw.

They drank until their glasses were emptied because that's when Takashi found him. Honey looked up at his tall cousin and could see that he was ready to go.

"Ready to leave, huh?" Honey slurred out only for Takashi to nod. Honey was getting up when he felt a hand grab his arm. He looked down to see where it was coming from before noticing it was from Naomi.

"Honey, remember this, okay? Remember how I told you that I was friend zoned before? Well, I don't regret telling him. Even though we are not as close as what we use to be, I still don't regret it. It may have not been the answer I wanted nor, do we talk anymore but I know two things. One, I tried at least. Two, if he couldn't truly be friends with me after I told him my feelings, was he really a good friend to begin with?"

Honey was kind of out of it but he thought he understood what she was saying. He tried to let her words sink. She was right. Her and Takashi were both right – he won't know unless he tries. Maybe it will work out in his favor and they grow older with a beautiful family. He smiled at her nodded. "Thank you, Naomi. I hope to see you again!"

"Me too, I hope the next time I see you, you have that girl in your arms!"

Honey blushed and he walked out the door in a drunken manner with his cousin. While he was stumbling, he felt his cousin's hands under his armpit before being lifted to be placed on Takashi's shoulders. They walked until they reached a nearby gas station to grab some waters to help them sober up a little before calling their driver to get them. When they purchased the waters, Takashi called the limo driver to pick them up. Honey was still out of it though. He didn't know what street they were on and he couldn't make out what his cousin said to the driver. He sipped on his water, hoping it'll clear his mind. AMF was not a joke.

When the driver pulled up to them, the boys hopped in with Takashi giving the driver a one-word command.

"Home."

"Yes, Morinozuka – Sama."

On the long drive towards their homes, Honey started to slowly form coherent thoughts, again with the natural host coming to his mind. He stared out into the window, not realizing where they were until he noticed a few familiar houses that they would see going to visit Haruhi. Honey finally spoke up to ask Takashi a question. "Hey Takashi, is Haru-Chan on spring break the same week as us, or the week after us?"

Takashi looked at his elder cousin with questionable eyes before giving him his usual short answer response, "Same week." Takashi kept the same questionable gaze on Honey.

"Driver! Could you please drive me to Haru-Chan's really quick?" Honey spoke up loud enough for the driver to hear his request. The driver gave him a quick nod while Takashi looked at him with bewilderment on his face. It was kind of late to be stopping by her house unexpectedly. It had to be around 11:30 at night. Honey looked at Takashi, "I know I'm probably not in the best condition to talk to her. I also understand that there's a possibility that she might be getting ready for bed. But because of the alcohol, Takashi, I'm feeling confident enough to tell her how I feel. I'm afraid that when I wake up sober tomorrow, I won't have the same confidence that I'm feeling now to tell her. I know you want to go home and sleep, so I'll try not to be gone long. If I am, I'll take a cab home. I have enough money in my wallet to get one."

Takashi released his intense gaze on Honey before giving him a small nod in agreement. After all, he can understand of all people not being able to express how one feels out loud. After that moment, both boys felt the car stopped. Honey looked out the window to see that they were in front of Haruhi's apartment complex before stepping out. He leaned down to the window before speaking with him once more.

"Again, I'll try not to be long, but if I think it's going to take a while, I'll step outside to wave at you guys to go home. Oh wait! I could shoot you a text message if that's easier. Is that okay?" Takashi gave him a nod before Honey spoke one more time before closing the door. "Great! Wish me luck, Takashi!" And with that, Honey closed the door to the car. The next moment, it started to sprinkle. He quickly walked in a drunken manner with determination towards the building. By the time he got the steps going towards the second floor, it started pouring. He held onto the railing for balance as he made his way to the second floor where her apartment was.