Heartbreak

Disclaimer- I do NOT own Clannad, its characters, or any works related to the Clannad universe. Clannad belongs to Key Studios. This is just a fanfiction

Tomoyo Sakagami has been cooking breakfast for Tomoya Okazaki for a couple weeks now. She feels like the two of them have become close friends and plans to confess to him. As nerve-racking as it is, she decides that she will do it today.

Valentine's Day is coming up, and Tomoya knows that five, possibly six girls like Okazaki. She doesn't want them to get a chance as she has the opportunity to confess to him and publicly declare their relationship, if accepted.

"Rise and shine Okazaki. I have made breakfast for you." Said Tomoyo. Okazaki groaned in dislike. He tossed and turned like someone who stays at least another five minutez in bed after waking up.

"You know how much I love sleeping. It is the best way to pass my time, and besides, why are you here Tomoyo? It's Saturday. You don't have to cook for me everyday of the week" Okazaki questioned. "I know, but I doubt you get any breakfast because of your home situation, and besides, you're my friend." Tomoyo stated. "Thanks. I doubt I could cook for myself, and boy do I sure love it when a girl comes over to cook for me." Okazaki joked.

Tomoyo laughed. She knew that he wasn't the best with words but was trying to say thank you. For a delinquent to be greatful for an honor student who cooks for him, she isn't sure if he is just always hungry or truly thankful. Regardless, this entire exchange still warmed her heart. As they say, the best way to get to a man's heart is through his stomach.

As Tomoyo worked on cooking steamed rice, Okazaki took a seat at the table. This may be the best moment to confess. The anticipation is killing her and she just wants to know how he feels about her.

"Hey, Okazaki, are you seeing Nagisa?" Asked Tomoyo. The wrong words came out, but this topic has her curious about his relationship with Nagisa. "What? Seriously? You're just like Kyou and Kotomi. No, I am not seeing Nagisa." Okazaki said, blushing.

"Um... so, then, will you go out with me?" Tomoyo asked, trying to sound brave. "Wha- with you? Tomoyo? I, uh... I don't know what to say. This is so sudden." Okazaki said, trying not to panic. "You know, the reason I am asking you out is not only because I like you, but because there are a few other girl's who like you too. I wanted to snag you before them." Tomoyo stated. For a girl, she is brave to come out with it and declare her feelings.

"Huh? A few other girl's? Like who?" Okazaki questioned. Tomoyo sighed in disbelief. "You are so dense. It's me, Kyou, Ryou, Nagisa, Kotomi, and maybe even the girl with the star-shaped carving's. What was her name again? Fuko? Yeah. Fuko Ibuki. Maybe her. That makes five or six girl's. So, I was just wondering if you would pick one of us, and if it could be me, I would be happy." Tomoyo said.

Okazaki sighed. "Look, I am not too sure about all the girls you listed off, but I know that Nagisa is the one who interests me the most. I am sorry, but I can't be with you Tomoyo." Okazaki said, hoping she wouln't cry or get mad, because in these kinds of situations, he chokes on his own words.

Tomoyo held back her tears. "But... what is so great about Nagisa? What does she have that I don't?!" She asked, her voice gradually growing in volume.

"Well... she is sweet, cute, kind, loves the Dango Daikazoku, isn't judgemental, gets along with everyone, and" before Okazaki could finish, Tomoyo ran out of his house, barely finishing the steamed rice she was cooking for him.

She had heard enough. She didn't stand out to him. Tears streamed down her face as she kept running, and running, not knowing where exactly she was headed. Before she knew it, she had to stop to catch her breath. She made it in the middle of a street, and it so happens that the Furukawa bakery is right there.

"If you'd like... if you'd like, I'll take you to a place, where all your wishes come true." Tomoyo turned her head to see Nagisa. She opened her eyes. "Hi Tomoyo! What are you doing this early in the morning? And on Saturday?" Nagisa questioned in her usual cheery voice.

That's right. What was she doing? Planning to cook for Okazaki and confess, hoping he would return her feelings? She never stood a chance, unlike Nagisa. "I, um... I gotta go. Bye Nagisa!" Tomoyo shouted as she started running in the same direction she was headed, leaving a confused Nagisa.

Jealousy fumed through her. Pain ached her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes again. No matter what, she will be too embarrassed to show up anywhere where Okazaki or any of the girls would usually be. She just kept running and running.

She stopped and took a seat, panting and sweating and crying. She looked around and saw she was outside some sort of highschool dorm. Another place where she doesn't belong. She feels lost.

Time passed and after about five minutes, the clock hit 8:00 AM. The sun shined bright on her tear-stained face. She wanted it to be night time. She wanted to be alone. Right now, she felt vulnerable and... strange? Yeah. Like a strange person in a strange town full of strangers.

Before she could run or hide, the door to the dorm opened, and out came the last person she thought she would hope to see in her current situation. Youhei Sunohara.

"Oh, hey Tomo-" he halted his greeting as he noticed her tears. Worry replaced his previous cheery expression. "Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Sunohara immediately bombarded her with questions.

"I'm, fine. *Hic*." Tomoyo persisted. Even if she wanted him to leave her alone, his questions have slowly driven her to tears. Was she alright? No. Did something happen? Where should she begin with that?

She couldn't stop the tears. She tried hold back. No good. She burst out crying. "Hey, hey, hey, shhhhh. It's okay!" Sunohara embraced her and tried his best to comfort her.

As confused as he is, he hoped he didn't go to far with his usual teasing and harassment at school. Hoping he isn't the reason why she is crying, thoughts started to swirl in his head. Do guys cry like this? Maybe she really is a girl. I hope she didn't take my accusations of her gender and her incredible physical strength to heart.

Bullying. Kotomi has been through it. Sunohara has been through it. Now, maybe even Tomoyo. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Tomoyo. I didn't mean any of it." Sunohara said, pleading his guilt to his victim. Tomoyo calmed down a bit to be able to form a coherent response. "Wh- what? What're you talking about." Tomoyo questioned.

What possible reason could someone like Sunohara have to apologize to her? Like he said, they're rivals, and she doesn't want to see him lose to anyone but him, so what's with the sudden apology?

"I'm the reason you're crying, isn't it? It's because of my constant harassment at school and my accusations of your gender, right?" Sunohara questioned. It is no surprise he would ask such a thing when he has no idea what is going on.

"What? No, it is nothing like that." Tomoyo faltered, not wanting to replay what happened merely an hour ago. "What is it then? You can tell me." Sunohara encouraged her.

"Let me ask you Sunohara, why are you doing this for me? I thought we were rivals, right?" Tomoyo questioned. He liked her, he couldn't tell her that. They're total opposites. They're incompatible. "I guess I take back what I said about you being a guy. That, and, I really thought my harassment caused you to cry, so I felt guilty." Sunohara stated.

Maybe he is a nice guy after all. She could see why he would think he is a bully. After all, he does get beat up a lot by her and Kyou. They've been pretty mean to him too. "You want to talk about it? I won't force you, but I want to help you, so please, come inside." Sunohara said.

She followed him as he took her hand and lead her to his room. As expected of Sunohara, it was a mess. The shelves are crammed with so much Manga. He has a few albums of Yoshino Yusuke's lying around. He didn't even make his bed. Similar to Okazaki's and bad, but not too bad for a boy.

He sat down and gestured to the spot next to him on the bed for her to sit down, and so she did. He gave her the time she needed to calm down before he asks. They were both silent for a couple minutes before he spoke up. "So... you want to tell me what happened, or keep it all bottled up like every teenager?" He asks, giving her the choices.

Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think. Should I change anything? Any suggestions? I will publish a part on certain fridays. I also am publishing this story on Wattpad.