Mukuro: So, here's my second Clannad story, the sequel to my first! However, I must warn you, this is much, much more depressing then the first. If you want to live with the delusion of happiness the first one had, that's fine. However, if you want to see the whole story behind it, then read on! And please, review! Please!
Disclaimer: Neither the Anime, Visual Novel, or Manga belong to me. I'd love to own Tomoyo, though…
Yours For An Eternity
Prologue
"I'm sorry, Tomoya." I said, hugging the man I loved softly. Today marked the one year anniversary of his wife Ryou's passing.
The rain fell down on our faces as we stared at the gravestone in silence, lost in thought. Both of us were thinking of different things. Tomoya, I'm sure, was crying, remembering all the good times he had with her and their infant son, Ushio.
I, on the other hand, was remembering how I had envied Ryou for her relationship with Tomoya. How my love for Tomoya led me to make a deal with Death himself (by the way, Death really is a bitch. Who knew?), and how I shared one night of passion with Tomoya before his love for me faded.
I don't know how long we stood there, staring. It could have been five minutes, it could have been five hours. At some point, we finally decided to go our separate ways, him heading off to his apartment, and I off to mine, next door. After bidding him good night, I walked into my apartment and fell into a deep and restless sleep.
I stood out on the train platform, having waited for Ryou in order to plan Ushio's first birthday party. Then, I saw a glance of her violet hair, and I rushed over to her, smiling. She turned, smiled and reached out her hand. As I reached out mine, she suddenly fell back, the oncoming train hitting her head on.
I screamed. And screamed. And still I screamed, until I awoke in a sweat, panting, my long silver hair soaked.
I looked at my clock, noticing it was morning. I stripped off what little clothes I wore, and walked into my shower, turning the dial to hot. As the steaming water fell over my curvy form, I closed my eyes, trying to bring back my dream. But it was gone. I began lathering up my body with soap, and before long I was finally presentable. I stepped out of the shower, and pulled some undergarments out of my clean hamper, as well as a blue dress and some socks. For old times sake, I even took a head band and fit it over my head to hold my hair back.
I didn't have very much time to gulp down my breakfast before I headed out to work. And what was my job, you might ask?
"Ah, Tomoyo, right on time as usual!" Tomoya said, answering the door, wearing nothing but his shorts.
"I'll wait for you t put your clothes on." I said, smiling. After Tomoya left, I headed into Ushio's room, where she sat in her crib, smiling.
"Hi, Ushio! I'm back!" I said, smiling. That's right. My job was to be the nanny and bodyguard for Ushio. I was paid quite well, due to Tomoya's recent promotion to head of the repair company. I also acted as a surrogate wife of sorts, making Tomoya his dinner, and keeping his house clean. During the last year, Tomoya had begun dating, but still couldn't find anyone more special then a one night fling.
And I must say, seeing all those women going in and out of his apartment was saddening at times. I love Tomoya more than any other, and yet he won't ever give me a chance. Although, he actually already gave me a chance. I told myself bitterly, biting my lip. But, first things first! And first is formula for Ushio!
I gave Ushio her bottle, looking at her sadly, wondering if, after all this time, she had begun to think of me as her mother. But sadly, I wasn't her mother, nor did I want to replace what little memories she had of Ryou.
After her formula, Ushio was very silent, going to sleep in her crib sometime around noon. I took this time to clean Tomoya's room, which he never touched. Apparently, I'm also his maid service.
I headed into the room, making sure to fasten the gas mask to save myself from the scent. Okay, I'm exaggerating. I walked into his room, first order of business to make the double bed. While doing so, I noticed one of "those" magazines on the floor, which made me smile. I knew the only time he wouldn't have sex with a woman was yesterday. After putting the magazine away in the place he thought I didn't know about, I then moved on to his clothes. Besides his suit (which I clean every day) his clothes were incredibly messy, like it is for every man in his twenties. After doing his laundry, I began throwing away the food containers, and by 2:00, I was just about finished.
That's when the doorbell rang.
Looking back, I know I should have ignored it.
"Hello?" I asked, opening the door. Who I saw standing on the front porch made my blood run cold.
"Hello, Tomoyo." Hiruko said, smirking. "I'm glad to see you're doing well."
Mukuro: So, Hiruko returns! What is he planning? And what could it have to do with Ryou's death? You'll have to read on to find out! And review!
Mukuro Out.