Yours to Hold (An OHSHC fanfic) [Completed]

Chapter Thirty-One

For about the dozenth time in a short time period, I couldn’t breathe.

All I could do was stare at myself in the dressing room mirror, completely aware of the fact that I was about to perform for the first time in front of a crowd in over a year. My head felt as if it were spinning and my stomach as if I was about to be sick.

“Nao-chan~!”

Startled into attention, I stepped over to the door. The other side wasn’t exactly what I’d been expecting however. Instead of two members, the entire host club was crowded on the other side. I could hear murmurs from the other girls in the room as they caught sight of them.

“What the hell?”

I quickly pushed them out of the doorway so that I could slip through and shut it behind me. The expressions I saw at that moment varied widely. Tamaki seemed slightly sheepish, the twins amused, Kyoya more interested in the people walking around us - not surprisingly, there were quite a few big name families at this tournament-, Haruhi apologetic, Honey excited, and Mori… well, his expression was his typical, calm look.

I felt my cheeks flush slightly as my eyes stayed on him a moment longer than the others.

“We came to cheer you on,” Tamaki announced. “How come you never said you were a fa-”

“I’m not famous,” I cut in, seeing where he was going with this. “And fine. It’s a free world, you can be here if you want, just make sure to make yourself scarce once the performances start. I’m pretty sure you’re not allowed back here at that point.”

It’d be best to just leave them be. I’d been around the host club enough to know that arguing with them would be more trouble than it was worth.

“Yes ma’am,” the twins chorused.

My eyes flickered back to Mori and Honey. In response, Honey gave me a bright smile.

“You look really pretty in that, Nao-chan! Doesn’t she, Takashi?”

Mori nodded in agreement. I pursed my lips, doing my best not to allow my blush to grow even more than it already had. It was bad enough the club was here, I didn’t need them teasing me as well.

“You two can stay.”

“Nao-senpai!”

“That’s not fair!”

I rolled my eyes.

“Deal with it,” I told the others.

The following argument was interrupted when Kyoya, who had disappeared for a few moments, cleared his throat to catch our attention.

“It would seem that the staff would be fine with it if we stayed,” he commented, adjusting his glasses.

I returned his smug expression with a thin lipped smile.

“Thank-you, so much, Kyo-kun,” I replied with a dry tone.

“You’re very welcome, Nao-senpai,” he replied instantly, seeming even more smug than before.

Feeling my temper begin to flare, I simply flipped him off and turned back around to the dressing room.

“Fine, you can stay.”

“Yay!”

 

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A short time later found me nervously pacing backstage with music flowing in from the other-side. I could hear each beat, almost feel every second that passed.