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"Sumire, don't look at your feet. It would only make you stumble more", Kyoya sighed, he has repeated this about another six times already.
"But it's so hard not to, how do y'all do this so prettily", Sumire whined.
"If you wont look up, then i'll have no choice", Kyoya put a finger under Sumire's chin and lifted her face, meeting Sumire's dark purple eyes with his stormy gray ones.
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*flash*
"Hikaru you idiot! You left the flash on!", Tamaki hissed.
Sumire snapped out of Kyoya's eyes and glared at the twins and Tamaki who was now cowering behind a sofa.
About to throw hands a hand stopped her from her tracks.
"I understand the displeasure, however we are in the middle of a lesson", Kyoya told her then turning to the audience, "we would appreciate refrain from making any distractions, seeing that we are expecting Sumire to master the waltz by the end of the week"
Sumire stared at Kyoya who looked like he was about to rip someones head off.
"You're pretty scary when you want to be", Sumire mumbled as Kyoya guided them farther from the other hosts.
"It is sometimes inevitable when you are dealing with such frivolous and childish companions"
"Do you think i'm childish?"
"I have yet to know"
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"One two three, one two three, one two three, you're doing much better now"
"Gee thanks"
Sumire had more or less figured out the steps but still stumbled a bit when it came to the weird step change.
"Would you like to have a small break?", Kyoya asked, after spinning Sumire and landing back gracefully onto his arms.
"Yes please"
Sumire plopped down on one of the sofas and sank in the cushions, wishing it would swallow her up.
Looking over at Haruhi it looked like they also just got done practicing.
"Thank you so much for allowing me to practice with you, I really appreciate it"
"Oh, no problem. I heard that you're not seeing any customers today so that you can practice dancing. I'm glad I got to spend this time alone with you. Oh, my! This is a new tea set, isn't it? It's Ginori"
"Ginori?", Haruhi asked, looking at the cup Kanako was caressing.
Heading over to Haruhi to see what's up, Sumire stood by Kyoya who was also there.
Sumire wondered if she was invisible because Kanako pretended like she wasn't there.
"You have a keen eye, mademoiselle. In fact, we just received them yesterday. We decided that it was about time for the club to upgrade its tea sets", Kyoya said in a matter of fact.
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The Host Club's Florist - An OHSHC Fanfiction
Fanfiction***Updates every monday and friday gmt+8*** (8-24-21 -- ??) Sumire Shiraishi is the daughter of Japan's biggest flower and plant industry that sells and trades flowers and other plants locally and across the globe. A pretty shaky past but always h...
