Holding On
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A/N: Okay, so first of all, I'd like to thank all who have been with me through Holding Out. Remember, this is the sequel so you're going to have to read the first one in order to understand some things. I hope you all enjoy this, just so you know, this will have a more...Satisfying ending. So no third part. Just saying this now. 8D
"This" is english.
"This" is japanese.
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DISCLAIMER: As much as I would want to, I don't own this anime. The story's plot is my idea, but the characters and their personailities all belong to their creators. So don't sue me. 8D
YES, THIS WILL CONTINUE AS NAO'S POV
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Chapter 1: The English Language
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Oh how comfortable this is. I've never been on an airplane, so I have no idea what the 'lowerclass' part is like. BUt this upperclass part is SWEET. Natsuki's looking a little stressed while looking through some english tutorals. Damn, I completely forgot that they'll be speaking english. I hope we don't get humiliated and automatically are labeled 'Tourists'. Luckily we'll be getting a translator for the more important parts like my check ups. I have no idea what she looks like, but apparently she's my age and her name is Nina Wang. I wonder how she'll be like?
"C-Can y-you tell me w-where the w-washroom facility i-is?" Natsuki mumbled outloud. Her japanese accent was so obvious, it was kinda funky. She continued practicing phrases and I couldn't help but laugh a little.
"What?" she asked, her language automatically turning back to japanese.
"Can't you just say 'washroom' and not 'washroom facility'?" I ask, trying a little english myself. I'd say that I'm pretty good.
"'Washroom'?" she said in english, her eyes then facing her book again. Wow, I should've realized this before, but Natsuki attempting to speak english is rather sexy.
"Can you tell me where the washroom is?" I ask to one of the flight attendants. Yes, this is an American Airline so this is where we can practice. We understand english, I guess, but its hard to speak it back.
"Over there miss," the woman said with a kind smile. I smiled back and sat up.
"Thank you- Er...Thank you," I said. Damn, its going to be difficult remembering to speak english.
"Smooth," I hear Natsuki whisper from her seat. I growl and begin to walk towards the washroom.
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As I walk towards the washroom I hear many english with japanese accents. Some sounded stiff, some sounded very smooth. Opening the door then locking it, I sit on the toilet and try some phrases.
"That asshole is stepping on my shoe," I repeat in english with a slight smirk. The english swear words are so interesting.
"My napkin has fallen on the floor," I repeat again now finishing my business, "May I have a drink?" Haha, my english voice with japanese accent is rather sexy as well.
"I like your outfit," I continue to repeat now opening the door.
"Thanks," I hear. I jump, oops, someone heard me.
Now that the door was fully opened, I see a girl who is slightly shorter than me. She fashioned pigtails with braids on both sides of her head. Her hair was a shade of blue similar to Natsuki's and her face looked professional.
"No problem," I respond. Whoops, that was in japanese, "Er I mean 'No problem'."
She shook her head, "It's okay, I know japanese."
"Oh," I respond, not moving an inch, "Er..." I say awkwardly, "I'm Nao Yuuki," I remember that in America, you say your surname last.
"Nina Wang," she responds, "Now, may you please excuse me?"
I stare at her, she's Nina Wang? So they think that we're completely hopeless when it comes to the english language? How cruel. Yet in a way, considerate.
"S-Sure..." I repond moving, "Please, come see me at seat 36 when you're done."
As we switched positions she rose an eyebrow at me, "Um, what business do you have with me?"
"You're our translator," I respond, "We hired you because we have important errands in America."
"Oh," Nina responds, her eyes widening, then softening, "So you are the sick child who is with Kuga-san?" she asks. I twitch, me, a child?
"Um, I believe we are the same age, well actually I'm older," I say crossing my arms, "I am certainly not a child, in fact I skipped being a child."
"Ah, I see," she responds sternly, yet politely, "I will meet you at your seat. That is, when I am finished with my business here."
I nod at her and give her a little wave. With that I wander back to our seats and see Natsuki drinking tea with earphones in her ears. Well obviously.
"Natsuki?" I mutter, taking my seat next to her, "What are you listening to?"
She pauses and takes a sip. Taking out an earphone she turns to me with an aggravated face, "I decided to listen to some english phrases so I'd get used to hearing it, thus making sure that my accent doesn't seem too obvious."
"Ah," I say grabbing her cup from her and finishing the tea that was inside, "But Natsuki, your accent makes your english sound very sexy."
She quickly turned pink at my remark and grabbed the emty tea cup from my hands, "S-Shut up," she mutters putting the earphone back on.
"Aww, my Natsuki is so adorable when she's pissed," I say with a playful tone poking the girl's forehead. I then turn to my side and look for Nina to come. Staring down the aisle for a while, I begin to see her emerge from the washroom doors and walk over here.
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"Yuuki-san," she says, standing before me then taking a bow. She looks to see who sits beside me, and a smile is placed on her face, "Kuga-san."
So, they're in familiar terms with each other. I turn to Natsuki and take one of her earphones off and blow softly into her ear. I smirk as she shivers and turns to me with a red face.
"What is it Nao?" she asks with a half embarrassed and half angered tone. I begin to laugh then quiet down when Nina lets out a little cough. Natsuki's blush faded and on her face was a smile, "Nina."
"It's been a while Kuga-san," Nina greets with her smile still on her face. I see no blushing, so this girl has no feelings for my Natsuki.
"Yes it has," Natsuki responds, "Thanks again for last time."
"No problem," Nina responds with a bow, "It was an honor to serve you and Fujino-san."
Hmm, so they do have a past. I'l try prying into that later.
"I remember how shy and nervous you were," Natsuki says laughing a little after.
"It was my first time!" Nina exclaimed having a little pink on her face. She then shook her head and received that professional look again, "It's been 3 years. I've been hired many times, so right now I know 6 languages."
"How much was it before?" I ask, intrigued by that number.
"4," she responded. Wow, she's a quick learner. Then again she looks pretty determined so she probably studied all that stuff and had no fun. Well, she does know how to smile. Knowing Shizuru, they probably did do interesting things together.
"She knew english, french, japanese and tagalog," Natsuki said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Tagalog?" I asked. English was from Canada, America and such, French from France and various francophone countries, Japanese from Japan, now where's Tagalog from? Sorry for not being too worldy. I read what I could.
"It's one of the many languages in the Philippines. In fact, its the main language there," Nina replies with a serious tone in her voice.
Ah, I see. Well, that was a little pointless.
"Its good to see that you're well," Natsuki then says handing me the english book, "Thanks in advance for your future help."
"No problem," Nina responds with a bow, "I wish you good luck in America," she then turns and bows to me, "And I pray that you'll get better."
"T-Thanks," I mutter as she walks away. I then turn to Natsuki who has already put the earphones back on. I sigh, this is going to be a long trip. I open the book and start reading phrases outloud.
"Hello, how are you? Good morning. Good night. Good afternoon. I'm hungry."
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I yawn as we exit the airport. Natsuki calls for a taxi and we enter, on our way to the hotel that we're supposed to stay at. It wasn't too far from the hospital, I was to get check ups at least three times a week, but I wasn't going to live there. I stare out this tinted window and stare as we pass by buildings, parks and houses. America sure looked different. It was still a country, so it wasn't too different.
I turn to Natsuki who was in turn, staring out the window. She looked a little tired, so I took advantage of this and placed my head, gently on her shoulder. I felt her flinch a bit and her body became stiff. She began to relax as she turned her head to me.
"Nao," she muttered giving me one of her soft smiles, "We're almost there."
"You can so tell that I'm excited," I respond snuggling my head into her shoulder. She could feel the sarcasm in my voice and ignored it. Good old natsuki.
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As we enter the hotel I someone who looked very, very familiar.
"Mai?!" I yell staring at a woman with orange hair, abnormaly large bust, and kind face. She was wearing a uniform and pulling around bags.
"Hmm?" she mumbles turning to me. She looked exactly like Mai except older.
"Mai stop slacking off!" I hear turning to someone who looked exactly like Haruka except older. An older looking Yukino stood beside her placing her hand on her shoulder.
"Haruka-chan, you know that Mai always works so hard," Yukino comments in her soft voice. Except this time, she sounder more professional and confident.
"Yukino! It's Haruka in public!" she yelled with a slight pink look in her face. They had japanese accents, but their english was pretty perfect. It appears that they still use the suffixes here.
"Natsuki those girls look like people from our old home," I mutter with a slight shocked tone. I turn to her since she didn't respond.
"Nao, look at that," she mutters pointing to two girls. One that looked like an older her except with a hair pin on one side that looked like a 'z', and the other looked like an older Shizuru. That Natsuki was wearing a uniform different from Haruka and Mai, and Shizuru is wearing a uniform similar to Yukino's. What were they? Hotel staff?
"Nao?" the other Natsuki muttered looking at me, "Juliet Nao Zhang?! You've been on break for too long!" she continued to yell. Her eyes then travelled over to my Natsuki.
"You?! You're that girl from a couple of years ago. Now you brought a girl who looks exactly like the Nao that works here? Is Japan filled with clones or something?!" Natsuki yelled.
I stared in disbelief as a girl who looked exactly like me but older walks in. She looks a little puzzled by the situation as well. I don't blame her. Oh man, this is going to be a looooong trip.
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A/N: She's right, this is going to be a loooooong trip. :) I hope that last part didn't get you confused, but think of Otome meeting HiME and you'll understand. Almost like in the manga version of HiME and Otome. Except they keep their personalities, and are not from an alternate universe. 8D
Review! I won't be able to update as often, I have a lot of work now. So it won't be as quick as the first one. Also, my birthday is on Saturday!!! I'm finally turning 14!!! 8D
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