Kyouya awoke in a sour mood to a loud banging on his large front door. The maids would usually have gotten it by now, but as Kyouya took a look at the clock he saw that it was only 5:15 in the morning.
"Kyouya…" Midori, his wife, moaned, and placed a pillow over her head. "Go get it, or prepare to die."
Reluctantly Kyouya heaved himself out of bed and staggered, steadying himself on the bed post.
I'll kill you, whoever you are…He thought menacingly as he started down the stairs, his legs feeling like lead.
"What do you want-" Kyouya started to say but was cut off by loud sobbing and a blond man nearly knocking him to the floor.
"Kyouya! Help me! Dark lord number three in my home!" Tamaki was sobbing as Kyouya dragged him over to the nearest chair and threw him on.
"What the hell are you blubbering about?" Kyouya shot a death glare at Tamaki, who coward into a corner of the chair. He looked pitiful.
Kyouya had no sympathy.
"H-haruhi, she w-was throwing up again this m-morning and I tried to h-help her, but she threatened to f-flush the photo book I h-have of her d-down the t-toilet," Tamaki went into another round of sobs as Kyouya ran his hand through his hair.
"You really don't get it, do you?" he said at last, rolling his eyes. Tamaki looked up with his face streaked with tears and his eyes wide and blue. He looked like a small child that was just scolded for eating cookies before dinner.
"Get what?' he asked.
"When a woman is in this stage in pregnancy she will bite your head off until you are close to dead. She will cry, moan, and groan, and will seem like she wants your help. But that is only an act. She really eat you alive if you even think of stepping into her safety zone," Kyouya sat down at the end of his lesson next to Tamaki, who had on a look of aw. He seemed to be amazed at the amount of knowledge on pregnant women his friend possessed.
"Do you understand me?" Kyouya looked at Tamaki who nodded his head slightly.
"That's good. Now please leave. Midori and I were-" he was cut off once again by Tamaki standing up in one quick second, pointing to a spot beyond where he could see.
"I get it! I must ignore Haruhi's pleads for help! I will be the best daddy in the world!" Tamaki turned to Kyouya and extended his hand.
"Thank you, dear friend, for your infinite wisdom on the minds of females," he took Kyouya hand and heaved him off the chair. Kyouya shook his head as he saw Tamaki rushing towards the door.
"Wait! Tamaki! I didn't say that-" But it was already too late, he had slammed the door and could be seen running towards his limo, parked at the end of the walkway.
"He only listened halfway, didn't he?" Midori was standing at the top of the star case, shaking her head.
Kyouya grimaced and thought silently,
Be careful, you idiot. Or you might find yourself in a hospital bed.
A/N Hey! Chapter three is up! I hope it was okay. Well, enjoy! And if you do, tell me when you review!
