Absquatulate

CHAPTER TEN

//Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.//

CHAPTER TEN
OH NO, HIDE YOUR PRIVATES

"What on earth are you doing?" Asami pauses in her stroll around the house to stare at her brother. She has come to understand that Tamaki is quite–well, quite weird. She ignores most of his odd behaviors because it does not truly bother her; however, she still needs a moment to process what he is doing. Tamaki freezes in his walk, slowly turning his head to look at his sister as her eyes lock onto the portrait he is carrying. The portrait is a drawn picture of Tamaki, Asami, and Haruhi holding hands in a meadow with flower crowns in their hair.

"Nothing," he quickly says and tries to pick up the speed to his room. She holds out her hand and shakes her head causing him to pause in defeat.

"Tamaki, I'm okay with being in that portrait, but did you even ask Haruhi about this?" She winces, looking over the drawing more to see that the drawn Haruhi has her old long hair and not her current look. "I mean this is a little weird and rude because it looks like her middle school self."

"She was so pretty," he cries and releases the portrait to launch at Asami. She catches him and awkwardly pats his back as he sobs into her shoulders. "Why is my little girl pretending to be a boy? It breaks Daddy's heart! I just want her to look like that again."

"Okay, but Haruhi is happy with how she currently looks so should you, and why did you have portraits made of the three of us?" She inquires.

"Because I'm the daddy, you're the aunt and Haruhi is my daughter which means she's your niece!" He suddenly gasps and releases her. "You kissed your niece." He hisses in disgust.

"Because you pushed her," she snips back. "Tamaki, get rid of it. I don't think Haruhi would appreciate coming over one day and seeing that creepily hanging in your room. Or at least cover Haruhi so she's not in it and it's only us." Tamaki sulks, mumbling depressingly under his breath while zombie-walking to the portrait. He slowly lifts the portrait and stares at it sadly. He lifts his one hand, softly stroking it.

"Asami! Tamaki! My darling chil—what is going on?" Yuzuru stops, raising an eyebrow at the scene he just walked into.

"Tamaki's being creepy again," Asami responds.

"I'm not creepy!" Tamaki breaks out of his depressed state to yell at her. Asami merely gestures to the portrait and Yuzuru looks closer at it as Tamaki tries to cover it with his body.

"Tamaki," he pauses, "why do you have a portrait with Fujioka in it?" Yuzuru asks. Tamaki glances around for an escape from the questioning.

"Because my darling daughter needs to see how beautiful she looked when looking like a girl so she can embrace her feminine side!" Tamaki pauses and gapes at Yuzuru. "You know Haruhi is a girl?"

"Of course I know," Yuzuru looks genuinely confused at the shocked expression on Tamaki's face. "Fujioka did register as a girl in their medical records for Ouran. I am the chairman of your school. I oversee everyone being admitted into the academy so I have access to all their records."

"I knew that you oversaw everyone's records being submitted but how do you remember everyone's gender?" She asks, warily wondering if Tamaki is so creepy because their father is too.