It was done.

The situation couldn't be salvaged.

They would have to deal with the consequences.

What was this horrible act that had the Host Club, it's clients, and especially Kyoya so scared? Well, it's simple really.

The host club was inside, playing duck duck goose. Whenever Hunny was 'goose', he would attempt to run around the circle, only to succeed in tripping over his Bun-bun's feet or ears or whatever other appendages that would fall in his way. Mori, for the safety of Hunny and all the people he could fall on, suggested he sit the stuffie on a chair.

If only Kyoya had picked a different seat. He sat right on the adorable bunny, evoking a muffled, little squeak from Bun-Bun.

Hunny looked up sharply, tiny ears immediately picking up the cry of his precious toy.

Had Kyoya noticed his error, he probably would have started to fear for his life. However, he was blissfully unaware of his mistake, and continued to write in his notebook as usual, occasionally pausing to tap a few keys of his trusted laptop.

Hunny raised himself smoothly off the floor, silently walking up to Kyoya. Within seconds, the toddler sized martial artist was right under his notebook. Literally. Hunny's short height let him tuck himself beneath Kyoya's ledger perfectly. He cleared his throat.

Startled would have been the word Kyoya used. 'Scared the bejeeses out of' would be the phrase of choice for anyone who saw his reaction.

Kyoya jumped out of his chair, notebook flying. His wrist knocked the extended corner of his laptop, and it flipped over and off the table. He landed on the floor awkwardly. His glasses reflected natural light from the nearby windows, hiding his fearful eyes perfectly.

It was Hunny's turn to look down on Kyoya, a nice change.

He grinned wickedly, grabbing his Bun-bun and fluffing it back up after the Shadow King had sat on it. Kyoya realized what he had done and started sweating.

Hunny's smile grew colder as he realized Kyoya's fear of him. "You know how scared you are? I deserve that. I am scary." The little boy's fingers toyed with the Shadow King's hair, flipping it around. His perfect image marred by his now muffled appearance.

"Oh, I could do so many things to you, Kyoya. I could rip your toes off your feet. I could bend your knees so much they snap, I could bring your spine down over my knee and hear it crack…" Hunny's voice trailed off, and Kyoya regained his composer, straightening his tie and getting on his feet. Hunny looked up at him and gave him his prize winning cutesy smile. Dark Hunny had spontaneously morphed into Regular Hunny, and Kyoya knew it. "'Kay?" Hunny asked, adorable as ever.

"Yes, Hunny," Kyoya replied. And that was that. He wouldn't have admitted it, but despite his cool demeanor, had never been more terrified.