Holding On

A/N: Okay so, italics is english like before.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, zip, natta.

Chapter 5: School

Her eyes go back and forth quickly and Juliet and I look at each other with a smirk. Kruger lets out a sigh and shakes me head, trying to get rid of the shock.

"When the two of you are like this, it really is aggravating to know that there's another Nao out there."

I wait patiently for her to continue, and I wonder if she can guess which one is which correctly.

"But at the same time, you two actually do look really different." Her tone was softer than I expected and it almost reminded me of my Natsuki. Both Juliet and I sigh in disappointment as Kruger puts her hand on top of the head of the correct Nao. "I guess it's because I'm so used to this one," she directs this statement at me, and I think that Juliet actually understood that bit of Japanese.

I guess this Natsuki was as oblivious as mine, because the red in Juliet's cheeks seemed almost to match the colour in her hair.

"It's not my fault I had the unfortunate disability to grow up around you," she retorts, trying her best to hide her flushed face.

The two begin to argue as we walk towards the inside of the hotel again, and I can't help but think that this was how everyday and every conversation was like for them. I don't know if I feel entirely sorry for Juliet anymore, they seemed to be really close in some sense. This operation was a failure, maybe in the future we can trick someone else...

I'm back in my room again with my head resting on Natsuki's stomach. The older woman was taking a nap from probably finishing unpacking. All our suitcases were neatly packed away in the corner, and the room was spotless. Glancing at the clock, I notice that it's almost time for dinner.

"Nat-su-ki-cha~n," I say ever so slowly and sweetly, raising my cub's shirt a little, circling my finger around her belly button. I feel her shiver under my touch, but she doesn't wake up. I continue my finger dance along her abdomen, creeping my way towards her fairly sized chest. When I finally come across some tender skin-

"AHH!" she screams, turning over quickly and falling off the bed every so gracefully. My mouth curls into a smirk and I completely satisfied with what I have accomplished, even clapping a little for myself.

"Mission complete." it sounded cooler in english.

"NAO!" my wolf cub roars, quickly getting up. Her hair was a little frazzled, as most hair if when you wake up. If you asked me, I'd say that her bed head was pretty sexy.

I tugged on her shirt and brought her closer to me, her face coated with surprise. Gently I place a kiss on her lips and wrap my arms around her waste. She kisses me back just as gently, and her face is a tomato red. Putting her arms around my waste she pulls me close and I find myself stroking her hair.

"You make me so agitated sometimes," she says quietly, I can feel a hint of that agitation in her voice, "Sometimes I wonder why I love you."

I stop stroking her hair and let my fingers dance along her back, "Maybe it's because," I can feel her shivering again under my touch, "I'm such a good lover."

Her shivering stops and she pulls away from me, tilting my head up to face hers. Her pale face looks serious, concerned and still managing to glow kind of red.

"Nao, I hope you realize that throughout this whole trip we can't really..." is she too embarrassed to say it? Oh well.

"Have sex, I know," I finish her sentence, rather loudly as well. Her blush reaches her ears and she brings her hand to cover up my mouth, telling me to lower my voice. I lick her hand in order to get her to let go and laugh at her embarrassment.

"Anyway," she continues, trying again to be serious, "a-as much as I...want to." I can't help but feel a little pink run through my cheeks as she says this, "We can't do much until we find out more about your sickness. You know you could have an attack from...that."

I roll my eyes. Natsuki and I have been together for a while now, and I'm not like her at all, I can openly admit that I really want my first time to come. I really want to be that intimate with her, I really want to, as awkward as it sounds, make love to her. But this stupid sickness of mine, if I get too excited I might get an attack...but

"We don't know that yet!" I yelled out, pushing her over, crawling on top of her figure, "You never know until we try!"

When I try to kiss her, she turns her head away from mine. Feeling a little hurt, I retract my body and lie next to her instead.

"You're a meanie," I mutter softly, ticked off at my lack of a sex life.

"Nao..." she replies, "You know I-"

"Want it as badly as I do, I know," I like wording things like that, it makes her more embarrassed. Really, it's cute how she cares about me so much, but it wouldn't hurt if she was a little more daring. I mean, it's not like those attacks are anything new to me. But my Natsuki is such a worriwart, I don't think we'll get anywhere.

Putting my hand over her stomach, I tug on her to pull her closer. She starts stroking my hair softly, "I really hope you'll get well Nao."

"I know."

There is a light knock on my door and I suddenly remember that it's dinner time. Natsuki calls out for Nina to come in and we all head towards the dining room of the hotel.

It's really busy down here, the majority of the people staying here are eating happily, the majority of the workers are running around, and me, I'm hanging onto my Natsuki's arm while following Nina to our own private room. They're being wary of too much noise possibly giving me an attack.

In this private room, dinner is laid beautifully on the table and Arika and Erstin are standing off to the side in butler outfits.

"The three of us have eaten already, so just let these two tend to your needs," Nina says politely and sterly as usual, I just stare at the food. The smell of it reminded me of home for some reason.

"Did chef Mai cook all this?" Natsuki asked, answering the question that lingered in my head. Nina nodded at Natsuki's question, and the girl looked at me to see if I was okay. I wink at her teasingly, and she rolls her eyes in return.

Eating dinner went by like usual, the two of us talking about random things, except this time we had spectators. Arika especially seemed really interested in our conversation, although I doubt she understood a word of our Japanese. I don't blame her, I gave my brain a real work out earlier when I was listening to Juliet. It was a miracle, really, how I managed to understand the majority of what she said. And I could swear she was holding back her laughter when I spoke in english. Oh man, I wonder what school will be like. Oh yeah...

"Natsuki, when will I be starting school?"

The blue haired girl finishes her glass of water and Arika quickly refills it. Thanking the smaller girl, she turns back to me, "Well, tomorrow actually. You'll be in the same class as these three in fact." She points at Arika, Erstin and Nina and I nod. I don't mind, really, but I can't say for sure whether I'd really get along with any of them.

"We did our best to make sure your teacher knew japanese as well, since the school you're going to is so diverse. Actually, you'll be very surprised to find out who it is..."

I cross my arms and scrunch my nose, wondering who this person could possibly be. We finish our dinner and make our way upstairs, me being more affectionate to feed the stares we were getting from the hotel staff and Natsuki constantly asking me to stop it, of course, not actually making an effort to stop me afterwards. Natsuki turns off the lights in our room and we watch American television for the next 2 hours. Not much conversation goes on as I still try to guess who my teacher could possibly be.

It's now 10 PM and Natsuki reminds me that we'll be waking up early the next day and softly kisses my forehead. I don't even take the time to appreciate the blush on her cheeks as I still have no idea who my teacher could be.

As I introduce myself to my class, I just can't help but stare at the woman behind bold frame glasses who is smirking terribly at me.

"Okay Nao, sit down~" she snickers at how similar my name sounds to the english word and how it fits so nicely into that sentence.

"Yes, Ms. Sugiura." I bow awkwardly and take my seat behind Arika and in front of a glasses-less clone of Chie. This Midori who is my teacher isn't actually a clone. With the way she's so familiar with me, and with the excitement that was painted on her face the second I stepped into her class, I just knew it was that Midori.

Joy. No, really.

A/N: Thanks for the ongoing support guys! If you're interested, I have a ChieAoi AU fic out now!