LOVE MOVES IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS
Author's Note:
Ei peeps! It's kawaii_online here again...this is the second fic I'm trying to upload and update every chance I get here in ffnet. ^_^ i just had this weird idea one day about Eriol taking over his Uncle Clow Reed's organization, and tadaa! Brainstorm! I really hope I would be able to finish this. I just love ExT SxS!!!
Please don't forget to read and review! Like I said before, flames may hurt but they're very welcome. Just do have some respect with the author's ideas, okay? Also please read my other ExT one-shot fic entitled "Coz I can't make you love me". Thanks! ^_^
Disclaimer:
I don't own any CCS characters except for the plot I'm still currently making my brain work on. ^_^
CHAPTER ONE: Getting back on track
A lively five-year old girl ran wildly on the hallway. She had just heard from her nanny that her dear father just got back home from a long business trip in England. Excitedly, a wide smile plastered on her face. Last time she got a new dress, the latest fashion in France, and now he has brought something for her again, she was sure of it!
She ran past the cream colored wall and turned right to the study where she was sure she would find her father drinking some wine, and ask her to come and sit on his lap while giving her his surprise gifts. Her long, black hair tossed riotously in the air, sending her pins scattered everywhere, and abruptly stopped in front of the study, panting heavily.
But the best gift of all, she'll see her father again.
She ran her small hand on her messed up hair and tried to fix her dress, but to no avail. With a sigh she turned to knock on the door but stopped when she had heard yelling coming from the room. Curious, she opened the door a little to take a peek when a loud gun shot ran through her ears and the light coming from the large window blinded her eyes.
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Tomoyo adjusted her eyes from the bright rays of the sun coming from the window. With a groan she turned her head the other way when someone grabbed the warm blanket that covered her body.
"G'morning miss Tomoyo, time to get up. It's already past nine and you're gonna miss your breakfast again." A young woman wearing an apron and a white cap greeted her gaily in a most unusual accent she had gotten used to. Tomoyo recognized her instantly; she was one of the many maids in the Daidouji Mansion.
The maid gave her a little tap on the shoulder hurriedly going out the door. "I've prepared your wardrobe for the day miss Tomoyo. Please go get changed, you're mother is waiting in the dining table." And with that, she was off.
Tomoyo sat up, rubbing her eyes sleepily and letting out a little yawn. Slowly, she headed for her dressing area and changed into her day's clothing, a long, elegant pink dress, a color of an old rose, and put on a little perfume. She took notice of a small sun pendant on her necklace and slid it inside her dress. It wasn't that she was ashamed of the necklace, no, far from that, it was more like too important to risk its loss. It was a gift from her father on her eighteenth birthday, but he never got the chance to give it to her personally, so Sonomi, her mother, handed it to her telling her that Satomi had kept it for her on that special day.
He was never able to give it to her...It was years ago since he went missing. Tomoyo was only five or six then, from what she could remember. The last time she saw him was in that incident in the study room, the sound of the bullet still fresh in her mind and kept haunting her dreams.
She sighed as she walked towards the dining area. She could barely remember everything that had happened then. Somehow whenever the dream came again, it always ends up in that bright flash. She was starting to wonder if that dream was just an ordinary dream and not a distant memory she reckons.
She had tried asking Sonomi before where her father was or what happened then, but her mother would only keep still and her eyes would start to water. Tomoyo thought it hurts her mother just as much as it hurts her that she had stopped asking the question, or even mentioning him in front of her, but that never stopped her from wanting to find out the answers to her countless questions.
"Tomoyo, dear, good morning. I thought you're leaving your mother alone in breakfast again." Sonomi smiled as she gestured for Tomoyo to sit.
Tomoyo blushed a little. She had been sleeping away from breakfast these past few days because of that dream, but she wouldn't tell Sonomi that. She knew her mother too well to know that she'd over react over the whole thing and make a big issue about it, which would include a bunch of doctors herbs, and psychiatrists.
"I'm sorry." Tomoyo answered sheepishly as she sat on her place. Sonomi called for breakfast and food had been placed in front of them. Tomoyo blinked a few times, "Mother, are we expecting company? Isn't breakfast a bit too much today?" she asked as she saw another plate being placed in front of her.
"Nonsense dear! You've been missing your breakfast, losing your weight, and it's the most important meal of the day!" Sonomi swept a hand in the air dramatically and started with her own breakfast. Tomoyo knew she couldn't do anything about it and with a sigh started digging in her own food.
"Tomoyo, darling, I was wondering," Sonomi asked as she looked up at her only daughter.
"What is it, mother?" Tomoyo asked sweetly as she swallowed what's left in her mouth.
Sonomi thought for a moment before continuing, "Some of my business colleagues had proposed to me to expand our business in America. I thought it was a good plan and business opportunity."
"Indeed." Tomoyo agreed, taking a sip from her mango juice. She was never really interested in her mother's business affairs but time had taught her it's best not to question her mother about it.
"If I were to take the plan into action I would need to stay there until it's stable enough to run without my personal supervision."
A heartbeat leapt in Tomoyo's chest but she didn't show it to Sonomi. She realized where the conversation was leading to, "I see."
"Maybe you'd want to come? America is beautiful, dear, you'll have the time of your life!"
Tomoyo smiled at her, "I think I would decline this time, mother. I'll find something to enjoy myself with here."
Sonomi looked at her doubtfully as if she was missing something, but Tomoyo just smiled at her innocently. At last she sighed defeated. She knew she wouldn't be able to change her daughter's mind once made up. She was like her after all.
"All right," Sonomi finally said, "but don't do anything drastic,
okay?"
"Now why would I do that?" Tomoyo asked sweetly, her eyes painted with feign innocence. Sonomi just raised an eyebrow at her and Tomoyo's eyes danced with genuine glee, "I'll be an angel, mother." Tomoyo replied.
"I'm sure you will dear," Sonomi answered as she placed a light kiss on her forehead, "I'm sure you will."
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Sonomi had wasted no time going to America, and a peck on her daughter's cheek completed her list of things-to-do before boarding her plane. Tomoyo had been nodding all the way to the airport for her mother's reminders as if she was still a child, but she had kept every word in mind like a good daughter would.
Once back home, she had ran back to her room and shut the door closed, leaving some of the maids looking at her with confused expressions before going back to what they were doing.
Once locked, she leaned on the door, face flushed and panting heavily as an excited glint sparkled in her lively, amethyst eyes. A small smile curved on her face. It's perfect! This should be the best time to continue what she had left years ago.
She hurriedly and desperately tried to move her big mahogany bed to the other side. It took all of her strength to budge it and it left her panting as she sat down for a while to catch her breath.
Immediately, and almost impatiently, her hand wondered on the dusty floor, she bent on all fours, when she almost yelped happily when she found what she was looking for. She blew the dust off and there revealed a small trapdoor. She hurriedly stood up and went to a small closet where she put most of her small valuable things. She opened a small box and found a silver key as small as half of her pinky finger. Without any hesitation, she swiftly turned the key on the lock and the grin on her face went wider.
Tomoyo could almost feel her heart pound on her chest as she slowly opened the trapdoor. She reached down and touched something metallic and cold.
It's still here! She mind almost screamed out elatedly as she grabbed it with two hands. It was a large, thin, metallic box, with an engraved initial at the side; S. Daidouji.
Tomoyo brushed the carved name with slender fingers with closed eyes, briefly opening them and revealing a determined look.
"I will find you, father," she whispered resolutely, "I will."
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Author's Note:
Ei peeps! It's kawaii_online here again...this is the second fic I'm trying to upload and update every chance I get here in ffnet. ^_^ i just had this weird idea one day about Eriol taking over his Uncle Clow Reed's organization, and tadaa! Brainstorm! I really hope I would be able to finish this. I just love ExT SxS!!!
Please don't forget to read and review! Like I said before, flames may hurt but they're very welcome. Just do have some respect with the author's ideas, okay? Also please read my other ExT one-shot fic entitled "Coz I can't make you love me". Thanks! ^_^
Disclaimer:
I don't own any CCS characters except for the plot I'm still currently making my brain work on. ^_^
CHAPTER ONE: Getting back on track
A lively five-year old girl ran wildly on the hallway. She had just heard from her nanny that her dear father just got back home from a long business trip in England. Excitedly, a wide smile plastered on her face. Last time she got a new dress, the latest fashion in France, and now he has brought something for her again, she was sure of it!
She ran past the cream colored wall and turned right to the study where she was sure she would find her father drinking some wine, and ask her to come and sit on his lap while giving her his surprise gifts. Her long, black hair tossed riotously in the air, sending her pins scattered everywhere, and abruptly stopped in front of the study, panting heavily.
But the best gift of all, she'll see her father again.
She ran her small hand on her messed up hair and tried to fix her dress, but to no avail. With a sigh she turned to knock on the door but stopped when she had heard yelling coming from the room. Curious, she opened the door a little to take a peek when a loud gun shot ran through her ears and the light coming from the large window blinded her eyes.
~ ~ * * ~ ~
Tomoyo adjusted her eyes from the bright rays of the sun coming from the window. With a groan she turned her head the other way when someone grabbed the warm blanket that covered her body.
"G'morning miss Tomoyo, time to get up. It's already past nine and you're gonna miss your breakfast again." A young woman wearing an apron and a white cap greeted her gaily in a most unusual accent she had gotten used to. Tomoyo recognized her instantly; she was one of the many maids in the Daidouji Mansion.
The maid gave her a little tap on the shoulder hurriedly going out the door. "I've prepared your wardrobe for the day miss Tomoyo. Please go get changed, you're mother is waiting in the dining table." And with that, she was off.
Tomoyo sat up, rubbing her eyes sleepily and letting out a little yawn. Slowly, she headed for her dressing area and changed into her day's clothing, a long, elegant pink dress, a color of an old rose, and put on a little perfume. She took notice of a small sun pendant on her necklace and slid it inside her dress. It wasn't that she was ashamed of the necklace, no, far from that, it was more like too important to risk its loss. It was a gift from her father on her eighteenth birthday, but he never got the chance to give it to her personally, so Sonomi, her mother, handed it to her telling her that Satomi had kept it for her on that special day.
He was never able to give it to her...It was years ago since he went missing. Tomoyo was only five or six then, from what she could remember. The last time she saw him was in that incident in the study room, the sound of the bullet still fresh in her mind and kept haunting her dreams.
She sighed as she walked towards the dining area. She could barely remember everything that had happened then. Somehow whenever the dream came again, it always ends up in that bright flash. She was starting to wonder if that dream was just an ordinary dream and not a distant memory she reckons.
She had tried asking Sonomi before where her father was or what happened then, but her mother would only keep still and her eyes would start to water. Tomoyo thought it hurts her mother just as much as it hurts her that she had stopped asking the question, or even mentioning him in front of her, but that never stopped her from wanting to find out the answers to her countless questions.
"Tomoyo, dear, good morning. I thought you're leaving your mother alone in breakfast again." Sonomi smiled as she gestured for Tomoyo to sit.
Tomoyo blushed a little. She had been sleeping away from breakfast these past few days because of that dream, but she wouldn't tell Sonomi that. She knew her mother too well to know that she'd over react over the whole thing and make a big issue about it, which would include a bunch of doctors herbs, and psychiatrists.
"I'm sorry." Tomoyo answered sheepishly as she sat on her place. Sonomi called for breakfast and food had been placed in front of them. Tomoyo blinked a few times, "Mother, are we expecting company? Isn't breakfast a bit too much today?" she asked as she saw another plate being placed in front of her.
"Nonsense dear! You've been missing your breakfast, losing your weight, and it's the most important meal of the day!" Sonomi swept a hand in the air dramatically and started with her own breakfast. Tomoyo knew she couldn't do anything about it and with a sigh started digging in her own food.
"Tomoyo, darling, I was wondering," Sonomi asked as she looked up at her only daughter.
"What is it, mother?" Tomoyo asked sweetly as she swallowed what's left in her mouth.
Sonomi thought for a moment before continuing, "Some of my business colleagues had proposed to me to expand our business in America. I thought it was a good plan and business opportunity."
"Indeed." Tomoyo agreed, taking a sip from her mango juice. She was never really interested in her mother's business affairs but time had taught her it's best not to question her mother about it.
"If I were to take the plan into action I would need to stay there until it's stable enough to run without my personal supervision."
A heartbeat leapt in Tomoyo's chest but she didn't show it to Sonomi. She realized where the conversation was leading to, "I see."
"Maybe you'd want to come? America is beautiful, dear, you'll have the time of your life!"
Tomoyo smiled at her, "I think I would decline this time, mother. I'll find something to enjoy myself with here."
Sonomi looked at her doubtfully as if she was missing something, but Tomoyo just smiled at her innocently. At last she sighed defeated. She knew she wouldn't be able to change her daughter's mind once made up. She was like her after all.
"All right," Sonomi finally said, "but don't do anything drastic,
okay?"
"Now why would I do that?" Tomoyo asked sweetly, her eyes painted with feign innocence. Sonomi just raised an eyebrow at her and Tomoyo's eyes danced with genuine glee, "I'll be an angel, mother." Tomoyo replied.
"I'm sure you will dear," Sonomi answered as she placed a light kiss on her forehead, "I'm sure you will."
~ ~ * * ~ ~
Sonomi had wasted no time going to America, and a peck on her daughter's cheek completed her list of things-to-do before boarding her plane. Tomoyo had been nodding all the way to the airport for her mother's reminders as if she was still a child, but she had kept every word in mind like a good daughter would.
Once back home, she had ran back to her room and shut the door closed, leaving some of the maids looking at her with confused expressions before going back to what they were doing.
Once locked, she leaned on the door, face flushed and panting heavily as an excited glint sparkled in her lively, amethyst eyes. A small smile curved on her face. It's perfect! This should be the best time to continue what she had left years ago.
She hurriedly and desperately tried to move her big mahogany bed to the other side. It took all of her strength to budge it and it left her panting as she sat down for a while to catch her breath.
Immediately, and almost impatiently, her hand wondered on the dusty floor, she bent on all fours, when she almost yelped happily when she found what she was looking for. She blew the dust off and there revealed a small trapdoor. She hurriedly stood up and went to a small closet where she put most of her small valuable things. She opened a small box and found a silver key as small as half of her pinky finger. Without any hesitation, she swiftly turned the key on the lock and the grin on her face went wider.
Tomoyo could almost feel her heart pound on her chest as she slowly opened the trapdoor. She reached down and touched something metallic and cold.
It's still here! She mind almost screamed out elatedly as she grabbed it with two hands. It was a large, thin, metallic box, with an engraved initial at the side; S. Daidouji.
Tomoyo brushed the carved name with slender fingers with closed eyes, briefly opening them and revealing a determined look.
"I will find you, father," she whispered resolutely, "I will."
~ ~ * * ~ ~