Yours to Hold (An OHSHC fanfic) [Completed]

Chapter Ten

A/N: So, I don’t really know schools in Japan, so I simply found some school names and plugged them. I have no clue if they’re actually in the prefecture for this competition and would be able to compete with the ones I mention here.

Secondly, I'm putting this here so that people who don't read author's notes see it anyone. The 2014OHSHCwattyawards voting has started, and Yours to Hold is entered in the Mori category! If those who enjoy this story would vote I would really appriciate it! Just put the title in the search bar and click on the user with that name!

 

“Nao-chan!”

When I joined up with the others Honey was the first to notice.  He’d set up on one of the cafeteria tables and waved me over with a fork in his hand. In front of him was a nice sized box that I could easily guess the contents of.

“I told you I brought cake!” he told me when I was close enough. “Strawberry and chocolate! I really like the strawberry, but both of them are good.”

I nodded, taking careful notice of where each of the other members of our little group were at. Mori was of course sitting next to Honey at the round table. For once he seemed to be indifferent to what Honey was doing - his attention focused on a paper in his hands. The twins must have pulled Fujii into some sort of scheme, seeing as Tamaki was off to the side of the group pouting, the twins were high-fiving each other, and Fujii was standing nearby looking amused. Ayumu and Chie were sitting nearby at a different table with Kaede. All of them seemed to be interested in something that Chie had brought up on her phone.

“Can I have a chocolate piece?” I asked Honey.

A brilliant smile crossed his face as he started to dish up the piece for me on a paper plate.

“Of course!”

While I waited for my cake, I took the chance to peek over Mori’s shoulders. It seemed the piece of paper that held so much of his interest was the tournament bracket.

“Hey Mori?” I asked as a thought occurred to me.

Perhaps Mori and the others new that boy, he’d seemed to have something against our team after all. I couldn’t get his expression after I’d won my round out of my mind- or his words.

“Hm?”

Encouraged by his response, I drew up the right words and asked my question.

“Have you heard of Kimura Ren? I think he’s a third-year captain of another school.”

Mori tensed and turned his eyes to me. At the same time one of the others joined us, apparently having heard my question.

“That bastard?” Fujii demanded. “Why’re you asking about him?”

Without a word Mori nodded his agreement to Fujii’s question. I doubted he would have used that language if he’d asked himself, but it was funny to imagine it. I hesitated for a moment, running over what I could tell them and what I couldn’t.

“I ran into him on my way here,” I said slowly. “He introduced himself to me, but already knew who I was. He watched our matches earlier and didn’t seem to be too happy about how they were going.”

Fujii cursed again and crossed his arms. I was surprised to find that even Mori seemed upset by this news. While his expression didn’t really show anything, his hands clenched around the edges of the paper. Honey actually looked bothered as well, seeing as he put his fork down and paid more attention to the conversation than the cake.

“Kimura Ren is the captain of the Fukuoka Daiichi Private High School. He has a bit of a problem with our club because of a little incident when we were first-years-” Fujii began, then cut off and looked away.