Hi guys, I finally finished Mori's point of view. XD Sorry it took super duper long. Enjoy?

DATE AND TIME: AUGUST 4TH, 11:40 am

POV: Mori

"Takashi! Come try some of my cake!" Honey calls to me, pulling me out of my daydreaming.

I stand to go over to him, the guests moving to make a small area for me to sit on the couch. I plop down next to Honey, opening my mouth as he fed me the strawberry cake one of the girls had made for him. It was surprisingly good. I nod my approval at the creator. Blood rushes to her cheek and she looks down, smiling.

"I-I'm glad you like it, Honey-sempai. Mori-sempai." she says, glancing at us both quickly before blushing again. I look over at Honey, and spot a speck of frosting on his chin. I silently reach out and take his chin in my hand, swiping the frosting with my thumb. I lick the sweet substance off as the guests cry out in excitement.

I don't get what was so exciting about that. I just cleaned him up a bit.

I glance over at Haruhi while the guests are distracted. She smiles at her customers. She is beautiful. Simply stated, but the statement itself was definitely not simple. I smile at her easy gestures. I loved her.

The customers were used to my silence by now, so I could easily drift off into my other thoughts without disturbance. I begin to think of what I'd say to Haruhi when I got her alone. If I got her alone. Hikaru and I had planned to distract Haruhi and Kyoya away from each other.

But Hikaru and Karou were gone, and no one knew when they would be here. I send a silent curse to Hikaru, a night of planning ruined. After a while I feel the stress of the impending situation weigh me down.

Taking a deep breath, I tell myself that I'll figure out what to do when the time comes.

When the customers leave and everyone is packing up, I go over to Haruhi. She had her back turned, and it took everything in me not to hold her from behind.

She turns suddenly, her expression turning from surprised to worried.

"..Can we talk?" I ask, hesitating.

"Er, yeah, sure. What's up?"

"Alone?" The others were still in the room, and I didn't want them to overhear something so important. She reluctantly agrees, and we leave the music room. I had no idea where I would be taking her to talk, so I just kept walking, taking random turns here and there until we got to a more or less secluded area.

I stop, turning to look at her. All I wanted to do was grab her and keep her to myself, and the thoughts were so overpowering, I couldn't concentrate on what to say. I sigh, saying the first thing that comes to mind.

"I know about your relationship with Kyoya." His name burns on my tongue. Of course, it's not like I was mad at him. It was more like severe jealousy.

I watch as surprise crosses her face and she blushes.

"Did he tell you about it?"

"No." I think carefully over telling her how I knew, but decide to go with the truth. "I saw you two...in front of the pond.."

She breathes in deeply, obviously frustrated.

"Right..." It's silent for a long moment, and in that moment, I can feel the bottled up feelings building steadily. She was right in front of me. And she was so stunning I couldn't help it.

"I love you.." I murmur.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

I internally kick myself. Had I actually said that unconsciously? There was no going back now.

"I..." I hesitate, looking down, trying to avoid her eyes, but the thought of her thinking I was a coward gave me the resolve to look at her steadily. "I'm in love with you."

She says nothing, not looking at me. I am about to apologize when she speaks again.

"I'm...sorry.." she explains, hesitating greatly. She looks at me like a lost puppy. "You're a wonderful person. I mean, I really like you, but...I love Kyoya."

I feel some small hope inside of me shatter painfully. Of course, I'd already known. But having the words come from her mouth...

"I know." I sigh, running a hand through my hair in frustration. "I know you love him." The words are acid on my tongue. Tell me I'm wrong.

I watch her for a second, and I feel that bottle held in my heart overflowing. I needed her to love me. I needed to show her.

I need her.

"...Mori?"

I can't control myself.

In a moment, I've overtaken Haruhi, pushing her onto one of the classroom doors, pressing my lips to hers.

It was better than anything I'd imagined. Her lips were soft, and her skin was smooth against mine.

I vaguely feel her trying to push me away, and I unconsciously pull her arms up, holding them above her head as I snake a hand beneath her uniform, taking in her smooth skin. The warm temperature making me ache for more.

I trace my lips to her neck, breathing in her scent as I trail down her shoulder and back up again. Her skin tasted of the sweetest salt.

I hear her whimper a string of words, but my ears don't catch it.

I gently nibble the skin of her neck, feeling as though I could cut through it easily with my teeth. I press my legs against hers when she tries to kick me. Glancing back up at her smooth lips, I kiss her hard, taking in the feeling of them pressed against mine.

I back away to breathe. I never wanted this to end, I wanted to be with her forever, no matter what it took, I-

"Stop it!" Haruhi yells, snapping me out of my daze, and I jump away from her.

"Why can't it be me?!" I shout, anger filling me, the pain unbearable. "Why can't you love me?!"

She says nothing, just stares at me in what looked like fright.

"And now...look at what I've done?! I've hurt the person I love most!"

I was angry at myself. I could feel the shame, and the regret. I couldn't take it. I can't take it.

"I'm sorry!" I cry, holding my head in my hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

I can't take it.

The bell rings, and as the students fill the hallways, I walk away. I couldn't go back. I couldn't take this back.

I would never be able to face her again.

I'm so stupid.