Blossoming in Hesitation, Tomoya x Sunohara

All right, just wanted to get my first fan fiction out there. Well, not quite my first. I've been working on a different one for over a year now, but I'm afraid to upload it. . It's Sunohara x Fuko. Well, anyway, here's my Tomoya x Sunohara fanfiction! Yaay. Love it. :D (I do not own CLANNAD or characters. All elements are the properties of their respective owners.)

I was looking out the window at the sky that was so clear today that it made me want to throw up. The teacher was droning about stuff that didn't matter or even make sense to me. If it wasn't so damn bright outside, I'd be sleeping right now, is all I could think. Before I knew it though, my face was against my desk and I was having sweet dreams.

"Okazaki… Hey, Okazaki!" Sunohara's dumb voice tried to wake me up, but I would rather sleep. He probably didn't have anything interesting to say, anyway. Suddenly, an eraser hits my head violently. I jump up.

"You know what!?" I started, in a whispering tone. But Sunohara was smiling and ready to start talking. Also, if I got louder, the teacher wouldn't be happy with us. So, I turned back to my desk.

"Meet me in the cafeteria at lunch time," he said. What, no 'please?' Class ended soon enough, but Sunohara disappeared somewhere earlier. Did he leave during class? I thought to go meet him in the cafeteria, but there were better things to do than that. There was plenty of time to go hear what stupid thing he had to say later. So, I went to the reference room for free tea and the lovely company of Yukine. It was only by the ring of the bell that I remembered to go meet him.

I wasn't sure if he'd still be there or not, since Sunohara's patience is quite less than that of a saint, but sure enough he was there. He was leaning against the vending machine with a peach juice in his hand and a goofy smile on his face. Everyone else in the cafeteria was scrambling to finish eating and get to class on time. Is this really that important to you, Sunohara? I only then started wondering what it could possibly be that he wanted to talk about.

"So… what is it?" I asked, nonchalantly putting money into the machine he was leaning on. Out of my peripheral vision I saw him start to pull something out of his pocket. I only concentrated on what juice I might want. The selection of our cafeteria's vending machine was not very wide, though.

"This," he said with a completely serious face. I turned to see an envelope in his hand. There was a red, heart-shaped sticker sealing it. Wait a second, could Sunohara have gotten a love letter!? Imagining the kind of girl that would like him… No, I didn't want to even joke around with that. She'd be far too frightening for my imagination to handle.

"A letter of challenge?" I asked. A love letter couldn't possibly be right. He probably just got a note from some delinquent who wanted to beat him up for mouthing off again.

Sunohara was getting impatient. "Do you not see this heart sticker!?" he asked, angrily. He shoved it in my face and pointed to it.

"I get it, I get it. So, who's it from?" I asked him. He put his hand on his chin and began to study the envelope. There's not anything written on the outside, you know. He even held it up to the light.

"No clue," he said, looking up at me. Open it then, idiot.

"So, what's it say, already?" I asked. I look around. The cafeteria was empty besides him and me. Ca we get back to class soon? The teacher might send someone to come get us.

"I don't know, I haven't opened it yet." he said. Then how do you know it's a love letter? Even if it was, my only assumption could be that it was a prank.

"I'm going back to class," I said. I turned to leave, but he grabbed my shoulder.

"Wait, Okazaki, I'll read it so stay here," he said. I reluctantly turned around. I was a little curious, I admit, but I couldn't let him know that. He sat down at a cafeteria table, so I sat across from him. He very gently started to open the envelope. Smart move, you'll never get another one of these things for the rest of your life.

"Dear Sunohara," he started to read. "Who do they think they are, taking off the honorific?!" Indeed. He continued to read, though. "I can't help the way I feel for you. I knew it would be difficult for me if you turned me down, but it's too difficult to hold in my feelings." Sunohara blushed as he read. It sounded fishy to me. "So please meet me in the gym storage closet after school." Gym storage? Who meets there!?

"Sincerely…" He paused and grew pale. C'mon, who sent it? "What's the meaning of this!?" He yelled. He shoved the letter in my face again. Jeez.

"Sincerely," I read aloud. "Okazaki TOMOYA!?" I shouted. I didn't write that! Who the hell would? And what did they think the probability was of me finding out before after school? What a stupid joke. I turn to voice my opinion out loud, but Sunohara was cowering in a corner. "What?" I asked.

"Don't come near me," he cried. Wait a second, he believed this crap?

"As if I would write this!" I shouted. "You really believe it?!"

"I don't know, just stay away!" He said. He turned around and tried to climb up the wall. Whatever. I wanted to go to class. "Wait, don't just leave that there," he said. I turned to look at the note left on the table.

"You take care of it," I said. The custodian would take care of it if neither of us did, anyway.

"No way, it's disgusting!" He said. Give me a break.

"I didn't write it. To begin with, don't you think it's ridiculous that I would give you a message like that when I see you all day? Look at it," I said, trying to bring it to him.

"I know what it said," he said. I smashed the letter against his face regardless, so he pushed me away from him. The letter ended up on the floor somewhere. He tried to run off, but I guess he tripped on the letter itself and fell onto me. We both fell on the ground. It was one of those moments in a romance manga, you know? We stared at each other for a few seconds before Sunohara rolls off of me laughing. I laugh too. I guess that clears everything up.

"It is ridiculous," he said, wiping the tears he got from laughing so hard. I'm glad you understand now.

"It really is," I added. "In the first place isn't the seme supposed to be on top?" I say, regarding the situation that happened but a moment ago.

The laughing stopped there. Sunohara glared at me. Did I say something weird? "What's that supposed to mean?" he said, standing up. It was kind of a joke.

"Just what it sounded like," I said, also standing up. "If we did have a relationship, you'd be the girl, don't you think?"

"The girl!?" he said. "You're way more feminine than me!" Whoa, he said it now. I couldn't think of a single girlish thing about me. "Now I get it," he continued, "Whenever you're with all the girls in the theatre club, you haven't made a single move on any of them because you're a girl, yourself!" he said. Am not.

"I'm dating Nagisa, aren't I?" I responded. He was set back. Victory for Tomoya.

"Do whatever you want," he said, and walked off looking pissed. I wasn't sure what happened, but I think I won.

After school, I decided to stop by the gym storage room to see what was supposed to have been waiting for him there. I wondered if the culprit would be in there. So, I went in and found a little girl.

"Huh? Who're you?" I asked. Someone's little sister? She wasn't wearing a school uniform. Rather than that, she was wearing some strange futuristic cosplay. My business in here probably didn't have anything to do with her.

"None of your business," she said. Wow, I found myself a nice one. "I didn't expect you to actually come in here, though." she said. "Now my plans may not be necessary."

"Plans?" so it was her. "Did you write that letter?" I asked. How did this girl know who Sunohara and I were?

"None of your business," she said again. "Is Sunohara coming?" she asked.

"Probably not," I answered. "He and I met in the cafeteria and talked about the note a bit. He knows I didn't write it," I explained.

"I'll get him later. You'll do for now," she said. For what, exactly? She reached into her pocket and pulled out a syringe. I'm out of here. I began to run out, but she grabbed my coat and violently stabbed me with the thing. A prick would have done it, I'm sure, not that I know what it would have done. Am I going to die now? Didn't this girl want to deliver this into Sunohara's body, not mine? I shouldn't have come. I turned to grab the girl, but she was gone. Magic. No, out the window.

I couldn't help but worry about what was in the syringe, despite the fact that I was feeling fine. Going to the hospital was out of the question, though. It was all the way in the next town over. I didn't want to go home, but the usual Sunohara's place sounded even worse at this point. He probably wasn't going to be there, though. Then, I bumped into him on my way out of the storage room. He intended to come after all.

"What are you doing here?" he asked confused. Don't get the wrong idea again, please. My story that there was a grade school girl with a syringe and she drugged me sounded a little unlikely.

"I just came to see what'd be here," I said. "Something like a bucket of water falling on my head when I opened the door, or for the door to lock behind me, you know?"

Sunohara peaked into the storage room. "Well, I'm going home…" he said. He turned go, and I decided to go home too.

When I woke up the next day, something felt off. The futon I was sleeping in Nagisa's house felt like my old bed. And sure enough, when I opened my eyes, there I was in my room at my father's house. What happened? What's going on!? That wasn't the only thing that was off, though. Somehow my whole body felt different. I stepped out of bed, and felt a little lighter than usual. I looked for my school uniform… and didn't find one for Hikarizaka Private High School. No, there was something terribly wrong with what was happening here. I found a uniform to the local public school.

The only thing I could do at that point was look down at my body, or look in the mirror. I was just too scared to, though. I had began to assume that I had gone back in time to younger days. But that was a high school uniform. That was a girl's high school uniform. I turned to my calendar on the wall. It was the same day it would have been otherwise. Which means I had not time traveled. I had only turned into a girl.

I frantically grabbed my public school uniform and tried to put it on. Right, bra goes on first. I found a bra and stared at it in deep confusion. How the hell do you put one of these on?! More or less, I eventually figured it out and got myself completely dressed. And another annoying thing on my mind, wasn't I just a little flat chested!? No, such things should not be bothering me right now.

Then, I did was I was terrified to do. I looked. In the mirror. Tomoya, your hair is a mess. Wait, that's not the problem! I was certainly female. I looked like I could be Tomoya Okazaki's twin sister or something. I started to brush my hair, but it was long and annoying so I just put it up in a rubber band.

I was dressed for going into public, but what was I going to do? Go to the dorm? Sunohara wouldn't have known me if I was born female. First, how did I end up this way? It couldn't be anything but that girl with the syringe. That much was obvious. Maybe I could find her and get the antidote or whatever from her. Or find out what my mission as a girl is.

In the end, though, I found myself running to the private school's male dorm. "Um… excuse me?" I said, walking into the dorm. That was the first time I had spoken in my female body. Damn, my voice was cute. I should be a pop singer idol or something.

Misae came into the hall. "Oh, who might you be?" she said with a smile. At least she was still female. And thank God she didn't recognize me. Wait, I guess she's never met me.

"Okazaki from Hikarizaka Public High School," I said. Something like that. I never looked into what that school's name was. With my basketball skills, I got an automatic scholarship to the private school. But, I guess being female means I didn't play on the basketball team at my middle school. Damn sexists. "If I could speak to Sunohara…"

Misae made a confused face. "I'm sorry, but could you have the wrong place? There's no one by that name at our dorm." …What? Wait…

What was it that that girl had said yesterday? "I'll get him later." Yes. That was it. Which means he, too, was turned into a girl! "Miss, can I borrow your phone?" I asked Misae. She lead me to it. I called Sunohara's home phone.

"Hello? Sunohara residence," I heard Mei's voice say on the other line. She was still female. Oh, unless that's Sunohara's new voice. I laughed at the thought.

"Hi, this is one of your bro… no… your sister's friends speaking," I said to her. "Is she there?"

"Of course!" she said. I heard her set down the phone and her foot steps trail off. In the background I heard, "Onee-chan, phone! Enough of that, just answer it!" Onee-chan, she said. That proved it.

I heard footsteps go to the phone. "Yes, Sunohara's here," I heard in a female voice, that had been deepened to sound male. Seriously, Sunohara?

"It's okay," I said to her. "We're all female here." Damn, I was loving my voice.

"Um… could this be… Tomoya?" He remembered me, I wasn't alone in this! In other news, his female voice was not as cute as mine. In the first place, it was nasally.

"Yeah, can you take the train to Hikarizaka soon?" I asked him. "I want to find the girl who did this to us."

"Could it be you have a lead!?" He shouted into the phone. Is he an idiot? Who else could it be but that suspicious cosplayer girl who injected us with who-knows-what!?

"When you were on your way home," I asked him. "Didn't you encounter a little girl in futuristic clothing?"

He gasped in shock. "I did!" Could it be that you had forgotten? "That person injected me with something, and I grabbed her and poked her eyes in!" Yeah, right. "I'll be in Hikarizaka soon, okay?" he hung up.

At the train station, I got many looks from many people. They all looked sorry for me for some reason. What was it?! It was driving me crazy. Finally, one lady sat next to me. "Did you miss your train?" she asked me. No, I'm waiting on someone. "You must have been in a hurry, your hair is a mess. Poor thing." So that was it!?

"You know what, lady!?" I started, but the middle aged woman just looked at me with more pity. Damn it.

The train from Sunohara's home town arrived, and I waited for someone that looked like him to appear. Absolutely no one did. "Okazaki, right?" I heard, and looked to my left to see a girl about my age, looking at me. That nasally voice I heard on the phone…

"Suno…hara?" I asked her. The girl smiled. So it really was him. This girl had some of his features, but looked more like Mei, in a way. Her hair was long and wavy, all the way down to her hips. My hair only went to my shoulders. Also, her hair was a blackish blue. It was nothing like the blonde hair that I was expecting. The most noticeable thing about Sunohara's hair, though, was that it was perfectly brushed. The most noticeable thing about his body, however, was that his boobs were about two sizes bigger than mine.

"Hey, Okazaki. You're face is red!" Sunohara said. Is not, idiot. "Do you have a fever!?" She put her hand on my forehead.

"I'm fine!" I said, swatting his hand down. "Anyway, what's with your hair? Did you brush it by yourself?" When I looked at him more closely, I noticed he was wearing make-up, too. Gross, Sunohara. But, it was put on quite well.

"Oh, that'd be my sister. I wouldn't get out of bed and then Mei started doing things on her own…" he said. "It's a little embarrassing, but it's normal to everyone else, right? Since they don't really know I'm a guy…" I just nodded. "Hey, you're probably the embarrassing looking one, you look awful!"

Sunohara turned to look at the lady next to me. "Hey, Lady!" he said. She turned to him, frightened. "Fix this girl up, okay?" He said, pushing me toward her. A smile grew on her face. She really wanted to.

"I'll do it!" she said enthusiastically, pushing me down into her chair. She opened her purse and started pulling out different forms of makeup. I didn't know what any of them were. She pulled the rubber band out of my hair and put it around her wrist. After a painful 5 minutes of soft brushes, tweezers, and tongs, she said she was finished. She'd spent a lot of time brushing my hair into a "proper" ponytail, even. "How does she look?!" She said, turning to Sunohara. Sunohara had dozed off against the wall.

"Well, you look great!" she told me herself. She started to put the cosmetics back into her purse as a train pulled up. "I'll see you two later, okay? Make sure you get to school!" she said, jogging off to her ride.

"C'mon, Sunohara… wake up!" I said, shaking her. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Whooa," she said blushing. "Amazing, Okazaki!" she shouted, jumping up. "You look just like a girl!" I am a girl. "Oh, now that we're both ready, I was thinking… rather than looking for that girl immediately, don't you want to have a little fun with the lives that we have like this, first?"

I hope you like my fan fiction! Please review? D; There's no motivation like a couple reviews!