Author's Note: Hey, sorry this took so long! Life at college got chaotic, but when I received a reviewer suggestion I couldn't help but take a moment to write this. Enjoy! And thanks to Lady Of Light 4 the elves for the idea!

Disclaimer: If I owned it Haruhi would never blush at Tamaki. Ever.

Concern

The ride back from the beach was too quiet. Haruhi had thought that getting a ride with Mori and Honey would be a great way to avoid Tamaki's apologies and the twins' wandering hands, but she had forgotten just how quiet Mori could get.

At that moment the senior was staring placidly out the limousine's window watching the scenery roll by with Honey's small body tucked easily next to his. Haruhi frowned slightly; how did he manage to go through life saying so little? As if feeling her gaze Mori turned to look at her his handsome face stoic as always; reading him was like trying to understand Kyouya: impossible.

"Haruhi?" his warm voice cut through the silence and echoed pleasantly through the girl's small frame.

"Yes, senpai?" She offered him her best natural smile as she pulled her attention away from her thoughts and into the moment.

He gave her a measured look before giving her a simple answer. "Be careful." If that wasn't cryptic Haruhi didn't know what was, but as the senior turned back to the window she let the matter drop. It seemed Mori didn't consider the discussion up for debate, and so she had no choice but to contemplate his few words in the draining silence.

Haruhi was staring off during Host Club for the hundredth time that day, and Kyouya was starting to become annoyed. Even the girl's most devoted followers were becoming bored with her lack of attention, and just as the shadow king was about to send her further into debt the light weight of a hand on his arm stopped him. "Neh, Kyou-chan, can I handle this?" Kyouya turned his slate gaze towards the bubbly senior at his side and simply lifted an eyebrow. Why would Honey want to bother with Haruhi's lack of attention when there were ten fresh cakes sitting on his table. The cool type considered the situation for a moment before nodding ever so slightly—it would be interesting to see how the scene played out.

"Haru-chan," the boy chimed as he pounced on the unsuspecting girl. "Can you help me with something?"

Startled back into reality Haruhi almost fell out of her chair in shock, but a last minute saved kept the pair from tumbling to the floor. "Hm?" She gave a confused, dazed, sort of blink before sliding back into the moment. "Oh. Yes, of course."

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts away Haruhi stood with the senior still attached to her arm. "What do you need?"

Honey answered by simply dragging the girl off to the snack closet where all of the cakes were closed and pulling the door shut. "Are you feeling alright, Haru-chan? You haven't been able to focus at all!" He smiled sweetly at her, but if one were to look closely it would be easy to spot the wicked little glimmer in his bright brown eyes.

"It's nothing, Honey-senpai." Haruhi smiled at him, but the gesture didn't quite make her shine like it usually did.

"Neh, does this have something to do with what Takashi said in the car on the way home from the beach?"

Haruhi gaped at the boy. How had he known about what Mori had said? She had been almost certain the cake loving host had been fast asleep when his guardian had spoken, but maybe she had been wrong. Her only answer was a faint blush.

"Takashi was very worried about you, Haru-chan. I had to keep him pinned so he wouldn't hurt those stupid boys." Honey beamed at her. "It would have been bad if Takashi had gotten a hold of them when he was that mad."

The female host managed to turn just a little bit redder. "He...was worried about me?"

Honey's impish glimmer exploded into a full out triumphant expression on his childish features. "Of course he was! He cares about you." That gave Haruhi pause; if anyone understood the silent senior it was his cousin, but why would he bother to pass out all of this information? It didn't make sense.

"Now, Haru-chan, you need to stop being so distracted during Host Club, or Kyou-chan is going to add onto your debt. Okay?"

So that was it, Honey didn't want Kyouya to add to her debt. "Okay, Honey-senpai." It seemed that things were settled for with that the boy bounced out of the room with a cake in hand and a bright sort of smile on his face. After a moment Haruhi followed after him a more aware air clinging to her.

And then she made the mistake of glancing over at Mori.

The wild type's dark gray eyes were locked on her as she moved across the room, and she froze when their gazes met. She blushed once again and gave him a small wave.

He cares about me...?

Haruhi didn't notice it, but she was smiling at him.

Author's notes: So I am not sure how I feel about this one. It feels a bit strange compared to my other pieces, but it may have to do with how out of practice I am. Let me know what you think, and a million thanks to everyone who has reviewed and put this story on their alters. I appreciate it. Feel free to leave story suggestions and comments, and let me know if I should do the story of Mori at the beach.