Missing your song
Kaho Mizuki looked pleadingly at Eriol as he began to pack his things and made arrangements to go back to Tomoeda.
"Eriol! It was nothing, I swear! He's just an old from college that I haven't seen in a while. Please don't leave." She grabbed his arm and turned him to face her. "Eriol, speak to me!" She added pleadingly.
"Mizuki-san, I have nothing to say to you. Do not worry; I will be gone from this house by the end of the week. I already have arrangements to stay with someone in Japan while my possessions are moved back to my old mansion. Besides, that lip lock I just saw was a very intense greeting."
The woman was shocked at the coldness of his words, and the same depth of coldness that was seen in his blue piercing eyes. "Now if you don't mind, I must tell Nakuru and Spinel to start packing." He abruptly left the room, and the redheaded woman buried her head in her hands. She hadn't meant to hurt him...
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-Flashback-
Sakura, Syaoran, and Tomoyo stood adjacent to Eriol, but already, they felt a world apart. The morning was wet and gloomy, though nothing serious enough to delay the departure of the plane. The girls' eyes were red from crying, and Syaoran's face was solemn. Eriol, in a feeble attempt to make the atmosphere better, gave a smile and said lightly,
"Well, be thankful that Nakuru and Spinel decided to depart for London first, or she'd force-feed you one of those pastries she's been trying to make recently. But if you really want, Kaho has one of her avocado and ketchup tarts in her purse. Care for a bite?"
Syaoran grimaced and shook his head no; he had been the victim for Nakuru's peanut brittle that was made with lima beans, litchis, and something furry and brown that Nakuru had found in the back of the fridge and had been convinced was an overgrown peanut. He still turned slightly green when he saw anything furry and brown; much to the disappointment of Sakura, who had wanted a dog.
Sakura tried to laugh, but instead, she broke down sobbing, and Tomoyo took her into her arms, patting her back and saying, "It's alright Sakura, it's not like we'll never see him again." After she had handed her best friend over to Syaoran, she took Eriol's arm, and placed a small card in his hand. "I know we can't change your mind about leaving… But this is in case you want to come back for a visit."
He nodded, and slipped it into his coat pocket. "Thanks. That's ver—"
"Eriol! The plane is lifting off soon!" Eriol sighed.
"Well, my ride awaits. Good-bye Tomoyo, Sakura-chan. Farewell my cute little descendant. Take care of Sakura, ok?"
Ignoring the "cute descendent" part, Syaoran nodded. "Take care Eriol."
Eriol strode off, stopping to look back only as he entered the gates. Sakura was clearly crying, and Syaoran had an arm draped across her shoulders. Tomoyo stood a little apart, as if to show how lonely she would be when their quartet was broken. She did not cry, but only looked back at Eriol, and smiled a sad smile. "Good-bye." Was the whisper that Eriol never heard that day.
-End Flashback-
Eriol, currently staying in a rented apartment (he didn't want to stay in the house he and Kaho had shared) rifled through his possessions. "Where is that box?" He muttered, opening yet another box of things that he had brought from Tomoeda.
Of course, being the very organized gentleman he was, Eriol had separated the items according to what person they reminded him of. He scanned the labels on the smaller boxes within the box, seeing Yukito/Yue, Kinomoto Touya, Kinomoto Sakura, Kero, and …"Finally! The elusive box of the lovely Daidouji Tomoyo!" He opened it and searched through it until he found it.
It was a small paper card, pretty much the same size as the average business card, but the contents were probably more important to Eriol than the "Tomoeda Café and Bakery" card that was also in the box. It had two phone numbers, and a small note at the bottom.
If you ever need a place to stay, call me! Cell phone: 123 – 4567 (A.N. I know, kinda a lame number, but what am I supposed to put?) Home Phone: 765 – 4321
After considering it for a moment, Eriol decided to phone the Daidouji Mansion instead of her cell phone. After all, a girl as wealthy and eligible as Tomoyo Daidouji wouldn't possible have kept the same cell phone for five years, right? Swallowing a lump that had suddenly appeared in his throat, Eriol picked up the phone and dialled. One ring, two ring… hmmm… Maybe she's not home… Just as he thought that last bit he heard the sound of the phone being picked up.
-End of Chapter One-
Hiya everyone! Yes, it's me again, after so long, and this time with a new fic! And, if you want the next chapter of my other fanfic, I'm afraid you'll have quite a long wait. I don't actually own Fire Emblem (I borrow it from my best friend - By the way, thx Maddie!) and I returned it to her, so without it, I have like, zero inspiration. Sorry for that!
Well, please reply and tell me what you think! I've got the beginnings of Ch. 2 starting in my head, but any replies, critiques and compliments alike are very much appreciated!
Until next time!
Aryka -
P.S. This chapter hasn't been proof-read, as my sister/proof reader is busy with her new job, so sorry if there are mistakes!