Date Originally Posted: 10/12/07 Title: Fujioka Haruhi Hates Her Glasses Series: Ouran High School Host Club Rating: G Characters: Haruhi, Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny, Mori, vague mentioning of Ranka Pairing: None. Spoilers: Just mentions of things in: Anime - episodes 22 and 22; Manga – Volume 8, episode 35 Word Count: 697 BETA: Thank you so much to Siv-chan for reading this over! ♥
A/N: Wow. I hate to really to say this but… for some reason I’m not that into Ouran anymore. I know! I should be flayed for blasphemy but yeah. So I think that’s also why I’m having a bit of trouble writing. That and I’m lazy. But I’ve given too many excuses for stuff! So yeah. I do intend to write some more Ouran ones because I have plot bunnies but I’m not sure how many more. Okay? Also… I’ve recently become all OMG! MORI/HARUHI!!!
Also, I apologize for this chapter. I had some stuff written up in one of my many notebooks. So that’s how this one started. THEN I realized that I had used that beginning in another one. The previous Drabble to be exact. But since I really liked how the one I had just written had turned out, I just revised a bit. So this can be seen as a continuation from the last one or can stand alone.
Disclaimer: Hatori Bisco’s!
Fujioka Haruhi Hates Her Glasses
Haruhi sank into the hot water of the bathtub and blew a stream of bubbles from her nose. That day had been simply been exhausting. The morning had been perfectly typical. Her father exuberantly burst through the front door babbling nonsense just as she set the bowls of miso on the table.
The school day had also been normal with the exception of the Hitachiin twins. They fussed and coddle Haruhi more than usual. Instead of cuffing each of them on the head like she wanted to, Haruhi simply ignored the pair. Meanwhile, the rest of her peers simply gave her confused glances.
You see, the night before, her father accidentally sent her contacts spiraling down the sink. This meant that she was forced to wear her old stand by spectacles; the old-fashioned glasses that once belonged to her grandfather.
The moment Tamaki saw her glasses, he fell to the floor wailing to the cruel fates. He had pulled out sticks of incense and began praying to the god of cuteness for mercy. Tamaki took it upon himself to smack a sutra on her forehead causing Haruhi to glare at him with such intensity that he instantly felt his life fade away.
As the twins took turns prodding their corpse of a Tono, Kyoya informed the girl that her debt was being raised because of the emotional distress that was being placed upon her customers from the sight of the spectacles. Haruhi could have handled this news normally but when Hunny took one look at her and began to cry she felt like curling up and dying. Even Mori clapped his hand on her shoulder and gave him a sympathetic glance. So she stormed out of the room and ran home to soak in the tub.
Haruhi allowed herself to slip down into the bubbles so her face was covered by the water. She was glad her father wasn’t home yet because he would have known something was terribly wrong due to the fact she was using the bubbles. As the water became cooled, she emptied part of the tub and then refilled it with hot water. The warm water began to lull Haruhi into a state of sleepiness.
bam!
“Haruhi! Father has come to take you to the optometrist to get new contacts! The gracious woman who owns this building kindly allowed me entry to your haven!”
Haruhi was suddenly wide awake. That was not her father. Did he really mean to drag her to the doctor just to get her new contacts?
“Haruhi! Your dashing and charming father has come to fetch you! Where are you hiding my darling daughter?” Haruhi could hear him going through the room to see if she was tucked behind a piece of furniture.
“Oh! Are you playing a fascinating game of the commoners where I must find you? Alright! Ready or not, here I come!” By this time Haruhi was doing her best to scramble into her clothes as to try and avoid a horrible disaster.
bang!
Haruhi froze as she was fastening the buttons on her trousers as Tamaki’s mouth was open but no words came out. Tamaki stepped back and quietly closed the door before collapsing to the ground. Haruhi heard the thud and clutching her shirt she stuck her head out of the bathroom to see what had happened. Tamaki was lying on the floor, his face a bright red, while emitting strange noises.
“Tono! We thought you were fetching Haruhi,” the disembodied voices of the twins drifted through the open front door. The pair marched through the door to see a shirtless Haruhi crouched over an incoherent Tamaki. Haruhi dashed back into the bathroom to pull on her shirt when she saw the twins.
The twins immediately rushed to the closed bathroom door and began to beat on it. “Why! Why are Bossa Nova and Tono allowed to see Haruhi’s precious flesh and we aren’t! Unfair! Unreasonable! Inequitable! This is injustice! Haruhi! Let us in! Stop being unreasonable! Open the door and let us see!”
On the other side of the door, Haruhi sat on the floor and prayed to join her mother in heaven.
