UPDATE : I've changed the Title of the Fanfic. From now on, it will be called "The Man She Loves".

First, I don't own CCS

Second, I know most of you might react on the OOC-ness of the story. I'll be using some CCS characters. I'll be adding some characters which are not included in CCS. Just let me create my story first and you're free to decide. I've been thinking about this for more that a month now and I'm so excited to share you my story.

Third, I'll be using E+T as main characters. Of course, I'll not miss SxS ! I'll also update every chapters as much as possible

Fourth : PLEASE READ AND ENJOY.

PLOT SUMMARY : Will you do everything for love even if it puts your reputation at risk? 25 Year-old Tomoyou Daidouji is the President of the Daidouji Group. Rich, famous, and a beautiful bachelorette. She has everything, but love. But when she falls in love with a man with an unusual condition, persecution will hound her and their relationship. How will she defend her love for him?

I don't know the troubles you've been through
I don't know the sorrow that you've went
I wished I've known you before
To dry those tears you've wept.

People may have wrongfully cursed you
For the imperfections that they saw, you were humbled
But I have not seen those at all
I was blinded because of Love.

"You always make mistakes!" The manager is shouting to one of his staff. This staff is being accused of letting one their dishes to be overcooked. He was tasked to look over that dish. If not because of one of his "friends" who asked him to wash the dishes on his behalf, that might not happened.

"I...I'm sorry, m...manager. I was asked by Kirito to...to wash the dishes. He told me that... I have to... because you excused him as his arms were aching." This staff told the manager, looking at him like a child.

"LIAR!" said the other one. "I did the washing, everyone saw it. We caught you sleeping on your work. It's your fault, now we have to cook the dish again. Sheezh!" Then he looked to the manager. " Manager, I'm honest with you. You can even ask those who were in the kitchen and they can attest that I'm telling the truth."

"No,no that's enough! I believe in you..." said the manager. "You may go now"

The other staff left. The manager stared at the one who is being scolded. Then he uttered. "I don't know what to do to you. You've been with us for almost 4 months. And in that 4 months you never did some thing good. I don't know why I let you work for us, especially in your condition. That is why I have decided... Eriol, you're fired.

He was a bit shocked. He knew he is somehow responsible for what happened. But he knew it was not his fault alone, and he could not speak and defend himself.

Once again, he begged for forgiveness, like he did on several occasions, with the same situations. "M...Manager..." He said. " I...I know it's somehow my fault. b...but please forgive me... Th...This won't happen again."

"Sure" The manager said to him. "Just think of how many times you promised that, and how many times I forgave you. It happened again, Eriol. Now, you think I will forgive you?"

After saying that, he opened his drawer, pulled up a document, wrote on it and signed. Afterwards, he showed it to him "This...is you clearance. You may go home now. But you will never come back." The manager then gave the clearance to him. "You may get your back pay after a month."

He still tried to convince the manager but nothing happened. He has no choice. The verdict fell on him. He has to go. He went to the locker room, got his stuff, and walked away.

As he exits the restaurant, he saw the employees, staring at him. Whispering. Laughing. They were happy he was fired. They were united against him, because they didn't liked him from the very beginning. They think that he's a weird guy who should stay in a mental facility. He was one of the best cooks in that restaurant. If not because of his condition, they might have befriend him. They might have treated him well.

He continued to walk on a very busy street. He was like a child. Looking around, staring at those people who pass by, still thinking of what happened. he was sad, but not crying. Maybe because he was used to it. He was always judged because of his condition. But he accepted it. He doesn't have time to cry, he has to prove his worth.

He is Eriol Hiiragizawa. And this is his story.

He went home, on a very simple apartment. He lives together with his father who raised him since he was a child. He opened the door, and he saw Sakura, his childhood friend and a neighbor. She's helping him and his 70-year old parent everyday.

"Oh, Eriol!" she said, shocked. Because she did not expect that he will go home early. " You're early. What happened?"

"N...nothing..." He murmured. Then he entered the room, he saw his father, Touru, reading a newspaper. When he noticed Eriol coming in, he stopped reading, stood up and went to his son. "Eriol". he said with a very soft voice, noticing his son's sadness in his blue eyes. " What happened? You look sad. Did they laughed at you again?"

Eriol knows that his father cares. But he doesn't want to let him know what happened. He's too old and had suffered stroke once. He has to make sure that he won't be mad. "N...No, They treat me well...I make friends there..." He bowed his head and put his stuff on the cabinet, and went to the kitchen to get some water. Sakura then followed. "you should change clothes now" she said. "Dinner's ready."

Eriol replied. "Y...yeah." And he went to his room to change. Sakura glared at him. She feels something strange. He might not say it, but she knew something went wrong.

It's past 9:00 PM. Touru is now sleeping. Sakura is going home, when she saw Eriol, sitting in front of their doorsteps. She sat beside him, and began to talk. "I know you when you're like that. tell me, what happened."

"N...no..." he said. "It's nothing".

Sakura smirked "Are you Sure?"

He replied "Yeah...nothing." And both of them went silent for a moment. After which, he told her the truth. "I got fired..."

"Huh?" she loudly said. Then she covered her mouth, turned her head and stared at Eriol's father. He is still sleeping soundly. She then turned to Eriol and whispered. "Why? "

"L...long story. "He said. "I don't want... to think about it. If father knows this, he will be upset... I have to look...for a job...right away."

Sakura felt sad for his friend. She wants to know more on why he was fired. She she though that might not help him. "Okay I understand. Anyways, maybe I can help you finding a job."

He looked at her after what she have said. "R...really?"

She replied "Yeah, of course. I still have your photos for your resume. Maybe we can use that. You still look the same since we got those. I can start tomorrow."

He shook his head, thinking about the things she did for him and for his dad. And he thanked her for all she have done. "T...thank you, Sakura...You don't have to do this but...you've done a lot for us...I could not even repay you for..."

"Okay, okay..." She interrupted him. "You're my friend. Our families have been long time friends. Of course I should be here for both of you. "

"I can't thank you enough..." Eriol said, almost teary eyed. Sakura gigled. "You know what, you always show that ugly, sad face of yours. Would you please smile? You're much cuter when you smile, you know?" He tried to smile, hiding those ill feelings.

"Oh, it's a bit late." Sakura said, then she wore her slippers, stood up and opened the door. "I have to go, my family's looking for me."

"Yeah". Eriol said with a smile. "Take care"

"You too...Good night!". she replied. She closed the door and went downstairs. While Eriol went outside, and glared at Sakura while walking down the street.