Chapter 4: Tamaki
"Do you have any ideas about what you want to do?" Tamaki prompted.
As the exes conversed in the posh sitting room, it was clear that neither of them were very comfortable at the moment. The blonde boy had done his best to try to make this the smoothest it could be, such as requesting that the staff go about their business with very minimal disruptions to his meeting with Ms. Tonnerre, but there was only so much that could be done. It was not a light topic to discuss.
"Well I know it hasn't been easy on either of us," Éclair started.
Tamaki thought of his last days as a second-year high school student at Ouran Academy. He couldn't enjoy the end-of-year festivities, for his mind was always on his impending fatherhood. On top of that, he felt so isolated from the rest of the Host Club, this secret of his like a great chasm separating him from his friends without a way to reunite. "The spell's wearing off," Kaoru had commented. "It's already turning back into a pumpkin." The club's founder didn't know exactly what that meant, but he knew that it couldn't be good.
The pregnant woman continued. "And this is only the very beginning. Neither of us are ready to be parents, especially together. It would only cause problems and controversy, so I believe it would be best just to abort."
His violet eyes ablaze, Tamaki stood up from his ridiculously expensive couch. "No!" he shouted. "This isn't just some unwanted object you can just throw away and be done with! This is a living human being we're talking about here, Éclair! I refuse to let you to end this poor child's life before it even begins!"
"Tamaki, calm down!" the wealthy Frenchwoman pleaded. "I'll carry the baby full-term."
The distressed teenager took a deep breath and regained his composure, murmuring some sort of incoherent apology. Another illegitimate heir to the Suoh line, Tamaki mused. The underlying reason he insisted against an abortion was because he deeply related with the child. The two were conceived in a similar manner, and both sets of parents faced the same set of circumstances. If Yuzuru and Anne-Sophie had chosen to abort, Tamaki would never have come to be. There's no way he'd subject his own child to that fate.
"Then what do you suggest?" the expectant mother questioned.
Collapsing back onto the lavish sofa, Tamaki thought long and hard about his answer. What would be the best thing for everyone?
"I don't know."