So there's lots we don't know about Haruhi, and I Decided last chapter that Honey wants to know all of it.
Chapter 10
About Haruhi
They decided to go somewhere they could talk. Honey knew just the place. He led her to a small coffee shop and got them a table over in the corner. "Let's start with easy questions first," Honey said thinking. "Do you like cake?" Haruhi laughed. That was her Honey, always with the important things. "You've asked me that before. Not really, I just eat it because you offer it to me," she thought for a moment, "though whoever makes your strawberry cakes is incredible. I love strawberries."
Honey smiled. He thought for a moment himself, trying to think of another easy question. "What's your favorite color?" Haruhi considered, "I love all colors, really. If I had to choose? Pink? Maybe sky blue?" her eyes widened, "I don't know your favorite color either." Honey blinked, "Strawberry red. And Usa-Chan pink."
He smiled, "What's your favorite class at school?" She scrunched up her face as she considered. "Literature or history. Yours?" He blushed a little, "I don't want to sound like Kyouya, but math and accounting."
He grinned, "Besides reading, what do you like to do?" She smiled, "I kind of like being in the Host Club, it's fun and I enjoy talking to people. Other than that? Hiking and camping. Being outdoors is wonderfully relaxing. And you like martial arts." His grin faded a bit, "That's the family business, I do it more because I'm good at it, and I have to. I've never been camping though, will you take me?" She blinked in surprise, a boy whose never been camping? Then she blushed as she thought of sharing a sleeping bag with him. "Oh you're definitely going camping with me eventually."
The questions got harder from there as the evening progressed. Finally, as it neared 8:00pm, he was running out of questions. "Do you like pretending to be a boy?" She was stumped by this one. "I suppose I do sometimes. But it's like you said earlier about martial arts, it's work more than play." A thought crossed her mind. "Do you enjoy pretending to be a kid?" He gave it the serious consideration it deserved. "It's not all pretend," he blushed, knowing she wasn't a fan of the child act. "I play it up during the Host Club, but the reason I started doing this in the Host Club is because I really am like a child in a lot of ways. I just never wanted to grow up."
He told her the story of how he had tried to grow up at his father's orders, and how Tamaki had saved him from that particular misery. He looked at her." How do you feel about Tama-Chan? He gave up going to France and getting married for you. I thought you loved him." He waited nervously for the answer. She considered carefully. "I did love Tamaki-senpai. Just not the way I feel about you. But it made me so mad that that woman was forcing him to marry her. It was like rape, and I couldn't be okay with that."
His face became unusually serious as he contemplated his final question." Why are you so afraid of storms?" She looked down at the remains of her coffee. "I don't know. It's called brontophobia. The loud sounds scare me." She looked nervously out the window something she had done more as the night wore on. Honey looked too. At first he didn't see it. Then he looked up,and cursed savagely. "We have to go. Why didn't you say anything sooner?" She shivered, "I didn't want to run out on you. And it was so fun talking with you."
Honey ran over to the counter and paid for their coffees. Then he darted back to the table and grabbed her hand subconsciously reverting to his childish way of doing things and tugged her out of the shop as the first drops of rain began. In the distance a low roll of thunder sounded.