Konoka's POV
I am helping Kyoya doing some of the clubs finances while Honey has a nap. The others are just hanging around until the guests arrive. Mori is sitting opposite Kyoya and I. The twins and Tamaki are trying to convince Haruhi to wear a bunny outfit. Chasing her around the room when someone knock s a table. Spilling tea on Honey's toy bunny Usa-chan.
"Excuse me, I know we don't have any guests at the moment" I say getting annoyed by all the racket.
"I don't mind if you make a racket. But be careful, you don't want to wake Honey-senpai" Kyoya states. Haruhi says she is surprised a third year still has naps. I suggest that Haruhi wake Honey to tell him about Usa-chan and she goes to do so. But the twins and Tamaki stop her.
"What are you talking about?" Haruhi asks the trio confused. I to am confused. Why can't che wake Honey-senpai.
"Honey senpai wakes up in a very bad mood after napping" Tamaki states. "Now this maybe a rumor, but..." he starts to explain a story. About how Honey and his family went to a military base. How one of the soldiers woke Honey up from his nap and Honey destroy the camp site. Also how Usa-chan was made by his late grandmother, so he is very attached to him.
"You're exaggerating" I tell them as I go back to calculating finances with Kyoya.
"She's right, no way that story is true. It's impossible" Haruhi states.
"It is and there is more evidence Honey-senpai has an evil side. His blood type is AB, how do you like that?" Tamaki asks him.
"Yeah, so what?" Haruhi asks him unimpressed.
"Haruhi, that means his the same blood type as Kyoya" Tamaki tells her and she looks shocked. I roll my eyes. So what? They share the same blood type. So do Mori and Haruhi, they couldn't be more different. Though they both are protectors. The four of them all look at Kyoya.
"What's the matter? Do you have a problem with my blood type?" Kyoya asks them.
"Those of you reading this with AB, don't take offense to this" I state breaking the fourth wall.
"We have to do something quick before he wakes up" Tamaki states clicking his fingers. His first plan would take to long and his second plan is just stupid. He tried to convince Haruhi to wear a bunny costume so that the twins could take Usa-chan to the cleaners. She refused and he tried to persuade me and I glared at him a Honey begins to wake from his nap.
Tamaki and Haruhi were arguing about her wearing the bunny suit. But it was to late and they gave Honey-senpai Tamaki's teddy bear instead. However, Honey-senpai throws it on the ground and heads to Usa-chan as Tamaki cries over his poor teddy bear.
"Who's responsible for this?" Honey demands glaring at the twins and Tamaki. "Who got Usa-chan dirty?" he asks.
"Someone help! Mori-senpai, don't let him hurt us!" the trio wail.
"He wanted some tea, so Usa-chan decided to drink" Mori-senpai states. Honey-senpai smiles looking up at Mori-senpai.
"I see, so that's why his face is all dirty" he says cheerily. "Do you think he wants some cake to?" he asks.
"I'm sure he would, we just had some freshly baked cakes delivered while you were napping" I tell him with a smile. He cheers happily. Soon our guests arrive and I don't have any scheduled until later along with Kyoya. So we continue with the finances as the others entertain their guests. Honey-senpai ate cakes talking to his guests. Who are asking him what sort of chocolate he likes most.
"I like anything chocolate, Usa-chan and you girls" Honey tells them. The all squeal. Man I'm getting a head ache. I sigh rubbing my temples.
"Here" Kyoya says handing me an asprin and a bottle of water. I give him a grateful smile and accept it. I swallow the pill with some water. Haruhi goes to serve Honey and his guests tea. When Honey groans in pain and we all look at him worried. I notice him hold his cheek.
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