私は実際に再この物語を楽しんでいることを願っています

Hi there guys! I'm happy to announce that I've posted chapter 4 already, and I think in this chapter we might actually get farther than "Oh, yeah… Honey likes Haruhi but she won't take the hint." I'll promise you that this chapter will be over 1,000 words. This is my goal for myself. I suck at writing long chapters, but I promise you I will get better!

Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC or any of the characters in this fanfic even though I really wish I did. You know, are these disclaimers really even necessary? Obviously if it's on then it's a fanfiction, and the person writing about it doesn't really own the show or book or whatever, but anyways I should stop rambling and get on with the chapter.

Chapter 4 (Yay!)

Mitsukuni's POV.

Honey was in his limo on his way to Haruhi's apartment. He brought a bunch of cookies and a small cake. Honey was feeling nervous. He knew Haruhi didn't know about his feelings, and he was scared of what her reaction could be.

He sat in silence waiting for his limo to come to a stop at Haruhi's house. When it finally did, his chauffer opened up his door, and Honey gave him directions to leave and come back when he called.

Honey walked up to her apartment and knocked on the door. He was greeted by Ranka, who seemed to be in a good mood. He was probably just glad it wasn't Tamaki who was knocking.

"Hello, Mr. Fujioka," Honey greeted him, "May I come in?" he asked in his cute voice.

Ranka was completely in love with Honey it seemed.

"Why of COURSE!" he said, "you're so GORGEOUS!"

Honey smiled and laughed. "Everyone tells me that all the time," he said.

Honey shoved the cookies in Ranka's face. "See what I brought?"

Ranka smiled, "That's so nice of you!"

Ranka was just as bad as the girls at school.

Honey walked into the house and sat down at the table where Haruhi was sitting also. He said hi and she did the same.

This is awkward, Honey thought to himself as they just sat there, not saying anything for a while.

The awkward silence was broken when Ranka walked in with the sweets. He set them on the table and got out plates and forks for everyone. Honey got the biggest piece and Ranka got the smallest. Honey had made sure to bring cake with strawberry in the middle, because he knew that was Haruhi's favorite.

Honey watched as Haruhi took a bite of the cake. "This is really good!" she said.

Haruhi's POV.

Haruhi wasn't much of a sweets person, really, but Honey was great at picking out the best kinds. Haruhi practically inhaled the cake. Haruhi took another piece and started eating this one away greedily, too.

"Uh… Haruhi, don't you think you should slow down? You don't want to get a stomachache," Honey warned her.

Haruhi laughed. "Don't worry," she said, "I'll be fine. This stuff tastes amazing! You have great taste, Honey."

Mitsukuni's POV.

Honey was worried about Haruhi. Sure, Honey could eat three whole cakes one after the other and still wants more afterwards, but he wasn't a normal person.

Honey wished that her father hadn't gone to bed already, he would have been able to stop her.

Before he knew it, Haruhi had grabbed a third piece. This time, though, she ate slower, making small talk in between bites.

"So, Honey, what was it you needed to talk about? You didn't sound too well on the phone."

Honey smiled. "Well I just really missed you and needed to ask you…" Honey stopped talking when he noticed that Haruhi had stopped eating her food and was now clutching her stomach.

"Are you okay, Haru-Chan? Do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine," Haruhi answered. "I guess I ate a little too much, that's all." She continued to clutch her stomach, so Honey was sure it hurt badly.

Haruhi's POV.

Okay, that definitely WASN"T the smartest thing she had ever done. She watched as Honey walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder, but she was having trouble concentrating on anything but the pain. She tried hard to disregard it, but this wasn't working out so well.

"Are you sure you're alright, Haru-Chan? Can Usa-Chan and I comfort you?"

Haruhi smiled despite the pain in her stomach. Honey was so cute. She didn't understand how anyone could hate him.

"Of course, Honey-Sempai," she said.

Honey put his arms around her shoulders and hugged her tight.

"I didn't mean to get you sick. You don't think you're gonna throw up, do you?"

Haruhi shudder at the thought. "No, of course not," she said, not exactly believing what she had said, though. She really hoped she didn't get sick. She was pretty sure she wouldn't, but you never know…

Despite the fact that she was trying to get rid of her tummy ache, she decided she may as well talk with Honey.

"What did you need to ask me, Honey-Sempai?"

Mitsukuni's POV.

Honey was very uneasy about this, but he forced himself into saying it.

"Well, Haruhi? I was sort of wondering… if you wanted to go on a date with me."

No response.

Haruhi's POV.

Haruhi was bewildered. She had never thought Honey felt that way towards her. This was a big shock to her. At first she couldn't answer, because of the shock, but after a minute she was able to say…

"Yeah, sure. I would love to."

She could hear Honey let out a sigh of relief.

Haruhi had decided that it would be mean to say no to him, even if she wasn't exactly sure how she felt about Honey. She didn't want to break his heart, so she would give it a try. She might realize that she really did 'like' him.

Honey squeezed her harder, right as she remembered her stomach pains.

Mitsukuni's POV.

Honey was SO delighted. HE would have started crying if she had said no. Now he had to pick the PERFECT place to go. He didn't want Haruhi to feel like he didn't care about her, but he didn't want to smother her either. He had a lot of thinking to do.

Okay! This is the end of chapter 4, and it is by far the longest one so far, it's over 1,000 words! Maybe the next chapter will be longer? I'm not sure. I just have to add that the idea for the stomachache came when I went t a baby shower yesterday and ate way to much cake.

Not a good idea.

Well, I really hope you'll review this story. Thanks,

Lacey-Chan.