mori x reader [under MAJOR EDITING]

十九

Honey smiled. He was happy for you. He then frowned.

"Tamaki-kun?" Honey asked, hugging Usa-chan tighter to his chest. "Someone stole the Mitzukuni brooch."

All the hosts stopped what they were doing, and turned towards the third-year.

"Honey-senpai..." Haruhi pressed. "How do you know that it was stolen?"

Honey shrugged. "I just do~"

Kyoya typed some stuff on his computer. After he clicked 'ENTER', he pushed up his glasses.

"Yes, it is indeed, is missing." He stated, writing something in his DEATHNOTE-- *cough* I mean black notebook.

The Mitzukuni brooch was a precious heirloom, that was a gift to the Host Club from Honey and Mori's family.

"Who are-" You began, but the doors to the Host Club opened, revealing tons of girls, waiting to be entertained.

Kyoya ushered them out.

"I apologize for sudden inconvenience," he said "but the Host Club will be closed today."

Collective groans and whimpers could be heard.

Tamaki quickly rushed to the sad blob of girls at the doorway and smiled seductively, whipping his arms out in a grand manner.

"It's okay, my beautiful princesses." He smiled as a few girls swooned. "This way, it'll make our time together even more meaningful."

The girls quickly left the room, except for two girls. Keitaro and  Midori Haruka.

"I'm sorry girls." Kyoya apologized. "That means you too."

Kyoya didn't like the Haruka twins. Well, he didn't like Keitaro. He was fine with  Midori, but Keitaro and her badass personality really sent him over the edge.

"Oh heck no." Keitaro said.

"We just want to stay and help with whatever problem you might have."  Midoriadded quickly.

"I'm sorry girls." Kyoya said.

Kayley was just about to kick him in the shins, before Kaoru rushed and held her back.

"Just let them stay boss." Kaoru said.

Tamaki didn't really care. He was too busy fretting over what the Mitsukuni family would do to him when they found out.

Honey frowned cutely.

"Mori?" He asked.

"..." Mori was thinking.

You walked over to him and patted his back gently.

"Senpai?" You asked.

He looked at you and smiled slightly.

"Hey..." Midori said suddenly "Aren't there video surveillance cameras in here?"

Mori stood up abruptly and strode through a white door near the side of the room, the host club right on his heels.

He opened the door with so much force than the door flew off its hinges. He shot Tamaki an apologetic look.

Tamaki sweat dropped.

While Kyoya just sighed and wrote down some notes in his black notebook.

Looking through the cameras history, he paused at a moment and pointed to the screen.

Kyoya looked closely and said "It looks like the culprit wasn't wearing gloves."

"BUT ITS SO COLD OUT!" Cried Tamaki before being hit on the head by Haruhi.

Kyoya sighed again and explained.

"If the culprit wasn't wearing gloves, that means that there should be finger prints in the case of the brooch."

"Oh," said Tamaki "You're so smart!" He said while patting Kyoya on the head a little as if he knew all along.

The host club sweat dropped.

Kyoya held the case, where the brooch used to reside, with plastic gloves and scanned it. When he found a finger print, he smirked and searched the school data base.

"Do you know this student?" Asked Kyoya to the host club.

One by one, the members shook their head. You pondered the question for a bit, then snapped your fingers.

"It's Adrian!" You said.

"Who?" Said Keitaro.

"That man who had a thing for (Y/n)." Said Kyoya.

"How d-" you started.

"I know everything." Said Kyoya.

~~~~~~~~

You used a tracking that Kyoya gave you to find Adrian. Who was in the library.

You walked over to the plush lavender chair that he was sitting in.

"Hey Adrian." You said warmly.

"Oh hi (Y/n)!" He said brightly. "I thought you forgot about me'l

"Actually, I have something to ask of you."

"Oh" he said.

"Did you take Honey's brooch?" You asked gently.

"No of course not." He said, taken aback.

"We scanned the case of the brooch and the fingerprints may be yours." You pressed.

He frowned and abruptly sat on the marble floor. His head leaning against the wall, he put his head in his hands.

"It's not my fault!" He said more to himself than you.

"You never responded!" He exclaimed.

"Responded to what?" You asked, curiously.

"My confession."

Flashback

You were walking down a long hallway in Ouran High. You were making your way to the Host club when a boy that seamed about the same age as you, with light brown hair, dark eyes, and a somewhat pointed chin approached you, panting slightly.

"Please accept these. " He said quickly handing you a beautiful bouquet of roses, before running away.

End of flashback