(Author's Notes: Thank you, one and all, who reviewed "E+T survey"… as you
can tell, I've chosen… *dumdumdum* … plot one!!! So… I hope you will all
read it and review. ( Thank you..)
Caged hearts
by like a falling star
A pretty blonde girl with large blue eyes was singing on the stage. Her voice was not bad, but everyone knew that she could never compare with Daidouji. Tomoyo Daidouji, the songbird of Tomoeda.
"… and I'll be with you… forever…" The song ended. The audience clapped politely, wanting to be completely impartial before the final judging. The girl bowed humbly and strode into the darkness behind the curtains.
The emcee, a fat, balding man, with a talent for telling jokes, walked onto stage, beaming at the audience. "Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. Sad to say, we have come to the final segment of our Talentime 2002." He paused.
The audience responded with the customary "Awwww…"
"So… the question of the night is… DID WE HAVE A GOOD TIME?!?" he bellowed.
The audience roared their contentment.
"I said… DID WE HAVE A GREAT TIME TONIGHT?!?"
The audience clapped and whistled. A group of guys from the soccer team stood up and hooted their approval. "Yeah, man!"
Tomoyo was standing backstage, looking stunning in a long, shimmering, strapless lavender gown. Her hair was piled onto her head in a sophisticated twist, and silky, raven-coloured curls spilled out from the bun, which was held in place by a long, slim and silver hairpin. Thick clusters of expensive jewels sparkled on her earlobes, and her feet were slipped into a pair of dainty silver heels. She watched as a thin, rigid- looking man in a tweed suit walked up onto the stage stiffly. He was holding a slip of paper in his hand.
It was time.
"Aah." The emcee announced. "The results have been tabulated by the judges. This is the moment we've all been waiting for! Can we please invite Mr.Yoshiru up on stage to present the awards to our winners. Mr.Yoshiru, please."
Mr.Yoshiru, the drama teacher at Seiju High, glided onto the stage, bowing dramatically. He gave a speech on how talented every contestant was, and how the results were very close indeed, to prove each contestant's competency.
It was the same every year without fail. Some random person would get to be second runner-up, and first and second place always went to Tomoyo and Eriol Hiiragizawa. It was always the both of them, only one getting the much revered first prize. Last year, Tomoyo won. The year before that, Eriol came in first, Tomoyo a close second. They had been competing for the top spot for ages. This year was no exception.
Mr.Yoshiru glanced at the piece of paper. "In third place, Mr.Fujiyama Rei, for his excellent violin performance."
A tall, lanky boy, shifting uncomfortably in a stiff tuxedo, walked awkwardly onto the stage. He shook hands with the drama teacher, bared unevenly-lined teeth for a photo, and scrambled quickly off the stage.
Mr.Yoshiru glanced again at the slip of paper. His eyes seemed to bulge out for a moment, and he held the piece of paper up to his face as if to see better. He cleared his throat, looking embarrassed. "In second place, we have…"
The audience held their breaths. It was the deciding moment. Who would be second place this year? Daidouji, with her mesmerizing voice, or Hiiragizawa, with his brilliant, quick-fingered piano-playing skills?
"… Hikari Yokohama[A.N.: Forgive me, but I couldn't think up any more Japanese names!], for her ballet recital."
In the audience, jaws dropped. Backstage, jaws dropped. On stage, the girl who received the award was so happy and nervous that she was trembling. Some eyes were turned on her accusingly. They couldn't believe that she won second prize, that she could beat Hiiragizawa or Daidouji. It was not possible.
While some clapped encouragingly, other refused to.
Eriol Hiiragizawa was standing backstage, partially hidden from view by the curtains. He had been preparing to go and receive either first or second prize. Now he was not so sure. The competition was even more intense. Either he or Daidouji would be the ultimate winner, the other a loser. Not even second prize to show for. A loser. He gulped.
He was dressed with an impeccable sense of classic style in a crisp, neatly- pressed black tuxedo, which fitted his taut, muscled body perfectly. Girls who looked at him sighed. Girls who got up close with him swooned. Intense azure eyes hidden by frameless spectacles and thick, fringed eyelashes. No. It was more than just that hiding his eyes. Hiding himself. An invisible barrier, more like. No one, besides his best buddy Syaoran, had been able to knock down the barrier - even partially - to reveal the true Eriol Hiiragizawa. No one could claim to really know him.
Mr.Yoshiru cleared his throat. "This year, so many, in fact, all of the candidates have performed wonderfully. He paused for a moment, and the audience waited with abated breaths. "The first prize goes to… Tomoyo Daidouji, for her beautiful song…" the rest of his sentence was lost, drowned in the sound of thunderous clapping.
Tomoyo, graceful and poised, glided onto the stage, smiling politely at the audience who were whooping with joy.
Mr.Yoshiru waited for the applause and cat-calls to simmer down before continuing. "The judges had a hard time deciding the winner this year, and they have decided upon two winners. "Tomoyo Daidouji and… Eriol Hiiragizawa."
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Caged hearts
by like a falling star
A pretty blonde girl with large blue eyes was singing on the stage. Her voice was not bad, but everyone knew that she could never compare with Daidouji. Tomoyo Daidouji, the songbird of Tomoeda.
"… and I'll be with you… forever…" The song ended. The audience clapped politely, wanting to be completely impartial before the final judging. The girl bowed humbly and strode into the darkness behind the curtains.
The emcee, a fat, balding man, with a talent for telling jokes, walked onto stage, beaming at the audience. "Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. Sad to say, we have come to the final segment of our Talentime 2002." He paused.
The audience responded with the customary "Awwww…"
"So… the question of the night is… DID WE HAVE A GOOD TIME?!?" he bellowed.
The audience roared their contentment.
"I said… DID WE HAVE A GREAT TIME TONIGHT?!?"
The audience clapped and whistled. A group of guys from the soccer team stood up and hooted their approval. "Yeah, man!"
Tomoyo was standing backstage, looking stunning in a long, shimmering, strapless lavender gown. Her hair was piled onto her head in a sophisticated twist, and silky, raven-coloured curls spilled out from the bun, which was held in place by a long, slim and silver hairpin. Thick clusters of expensive jewels sparkled on her earlobes, and her feet were slipped into a pair of dainty silver heels. She watched as a thin, rigid- looking man in a tweed suit walked up onto the stage stiffly. He was holding a slip of paper in his hand.
It was time.
"Aah." The emcee announced. "The results have been tabulated by the judges. This is the moment we've all been waiting for! Can we please invite Mr.Yoshiru up on stage to present the awards to our winners. Mr.Yoshiru, please."
Mr.Yoshiru, the drama teacher at Seiju High, glided onto the stage, bowing dramatically. He gave a speech on how talented every contestant was, and how the results were very close indeed, to prove each contestant's competency.
It was the same every year without fail. Some random person would get to be second runner-up, and first and second place always went to Tomoyo and Eriol Hiiragizawa. It was always the both of them, only one getting the much revered first prize. Last year, Tomoyo won. The year before that, Eriol came in first, Tomoyo a close second. They had been competing for the top spot for ages. This year was no exception.
Mr.Yoshiru glanced at the piece of paper. "In third place, Mr.Fujiyama Rei, for his excellent violin performance."
A tall, lanky boy, shifting uncomfortably in a stiff tuxedo, walked awkwardly onto the stage. He shook hands with the drama teacher, bared unevenly-lined teeth for a photo, and scrambled quickly off the stage.
Mr.Yoshiru glanced again at the slip of paper. His eyes seemed to bulge out for a moment, and he held the piece of paper up to his face as if to see better. He cleared his throat, looking embarrassed. "In second place, we have…"
The audience held their breaths. It was the deciding moment. Who would be second place this year? Daidouji, with her mesmerizing voice, or Hiiragizawa, with his brilliant, quick-fingered piano-playing skills?
"… Hikari Yokohama[A.N.: Forgive me, but I couldn't think up any more Japanese names!], for her ballet recital."
In the audience, jaws dropped. Backstage, jaws dropped. On stage, the girl who received the award was so happy and nervous that she was trembling. Some eyes were turned on her accusingly. They couldn't believe that she won second prize, that she could beat Hiiragizawa or Daidouji. It was not possible.
While some clapped encouragingly, other refused to.
Eriol Hiiragizawa was standing backstage, partially hidden from view by the curtains. He had been preparing to go and receive either first or second prize. Now he was not so sure. The competition was even more intense. Either he or Daidouji would be the ultimate winner, the other a loser. Not even second prize to show for. A loser. He gulped.
He was dressed with an impeccable sense of classic style in a crisp, neatly- pressed black tuxedo, which fitted his taut, muscled body perfectly. Girls who looked at him sighed. Girls who got up close with him swooned. Intense azure eyes hidden by frameless spectacles and thick, fringed eyelashes. No. It was more than just that hiding his eyes. Hiding himself. An invisible barrier, more like. No one, besides his best buddy Syaoran, had been able to knock down the barrier - even partially - to reveal the true Eriol Hiiragizawa. No one could claim to really know him.
Mr.Yoshiru cleared his throat. "This year, so many, in fact, all of the candidates have performed wonderfully. He paused for a moment, and the audience waited with abated breaths. "The first prize goes to… Tomoyo Daidouji, for her beautiful song…" the rest of his sentence was lost, drowned in the sound of thunderous clapping.
Tomoyo, graceful and poised, glided onto the stage, smiling politely at the audience who were whooping with joy.
Mr.Yoshiru waited for the applause and cat-calls to simmer down before continuing. "The judges had a hard time deciding the winner this year, and they have decided upon two winners. "Tomoyo Daidouji and… Eriol Hiiragizawa."
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