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Disclaimer:

I do not own Nodame Cantabile.

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~~~~ I LOVE YOU SO ~~~~

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"Mukyaa! I made it!"

There she goes again, Chiaki sighed as he peaked from the backstage as one strange brunette entered the orchestral hall, bubbling something to the old lady seated to her right about 'husband' or something.

He adjusted his tie and groaned inwardly, not even trying to deny anything that she says because it's quite futile to do so. Her love (addiction) to him is as strong as her love for music.

"Your wife's here." Michael, the concert master, walked by. "She's finally managed to attend your concert."

"She's quite busy as of late." Chiaki said. "And we're not married."

Well, not yet.. there's still that proposal from her. And she hadn't mentioned it— not even once.

"Are you all right? You look flushed."

"I'm fine."

After passing the make-up exams and finally adhering completely to Auclair's strict teaching, Nodame was swamped with a lot of invitations from many renowned people and she got permission to join a competition as well (finally).

Like him, she found her ground. She helped him find his.. so that's why he couldn't just leave her after her run-away fiasco.

Still, it was amazing to see her grow this much after such a short time. And he's not just the one who noticed.

"Chiaki. It's time."

Chiaki stood and walked up the stage. He glanced at Nodame's direction. She had that stupid perverted look once again.

He stood straight and tall in front of the orchestra, took a deep breath, and began. They're performing Brahm's Symphony No. 3 for tonight. It's not as difficult as the other performances that he handled before and before he knew it, the crowd was already applauding.

"Nodame." He called as soon as he saw her in the backstage. She was standing in the middle of a small crowd of men who's partially blocking her view.

Chiaki raised a brow.

What's this.. her fans?

"I really admire your playing, mademoiselle Megumi." The man to her left grabbed her hand.

"Please can you give me an autograph?" The one to her right fumbled for a pen.

"Can you perform in my hometown someday?" The third man smiled at her.

And the stupid girl had the audacity to blush and bat her eyelashes.

She's been having admirers lately. A letter here. A bouquet of roses. Even a poem.

Did she really become that pretty?

No, that's not it. He thought nervously. His idea of pretty and Nodame's standard of the word isn't quite the same. It's probably just his imagination.

But after getting back on track, she became more relaxed. She's taking everything at her own pace and not rushing head long into another disaster. And there's that new confidence in her. Also that new hairstyle. Her hair became longer and more decent (if that's even possible). She started wearing fashionable clothes as well. Elise's probably the one behind it.

He remembered when Elise called to cancel their date (using Nodame's phone once again). And saying something about taking Nodame out to shopping.

"Ah! Senpai!"

Chiaki was jerked back from his thoughts. Nodame was standing in front of him with her three admirers in tow.

"You know Mr. Chiaki, mademoiselle?"

"He's my husband." Was her stupid response once again.

Three blonde heads swung to his direction with shocked expressions."Really?"

Chiaki placed a hand against his temple.

Really… he must be losing his mind.

"W-were not married… yet."

"Mukya!"

~~ end ~~

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A/N:

I watched some of my favorite animes recently. Really, I can't get tired of watching Chiaki and Nodame. They're so cute. This simple one shot is a tribute to them. I hope you guys enjoyed reading. I hope you leave a review as well. Thank you!

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