Chapter 2 - Hearts of Glass
"So how have you been, Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo asked, Eriol sighed blowing his thick bangs into the air.
"Bored. When you know everything Daidouji-san, the world becomes quiet boring and dull." Tomoyo raised her eyebrows at his response.
"You know everything, Eriol-kun?" She asked a hint of disbelief in her voice.
"Yes," Eriol said a-matter-of-factly, "I do." Tomoyo couldn't help it, she burst into gails of laughter. Eriol's expression became hurt as Tomoyo supported herself on the table with her elbows. She buried her face in her hands, trying desperatly to muffle her laughter.
"What's so funny Daidouji-san?"
"That's Eriol Hiiragazawa, is a load of shit." She snickered at her friend.
"Daidouji-san, I'm hurt." Eriol said with a mock wounded expression, Tomoyo raised a elegant eyebrows again.
"The hell you are, Eriol-kun." She said micking his earlier tone, "And it's Tomoyo." She said waggling her spoon at him. He watched the spoon, bobbing his head in time to the rhythm. Tomoyo rolled her eyes and began to stir her tea again.
"What's the occasion, Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo inquired, back to her polite self. Eriol looked up from his tea.
"What do you mean, Tomoyo-san?" He asked, playing the confused.
"You know what I mean, Eriol-kun. It's not like you just decided to up and leave England to visit Japan." She said, looking at the blue-eyed boy with a level gaze, "You always have some sort of hidden motives, Eriol-kun."
"Ah, well you caught me." He said, "I missed the scenery." He gave her a wicked smile.
"Go to hell, Eriol-kun." Eriol chuckled at Tomoyo's displeasure with his response, but she'd never get the true reason. He looked away to aviod her seeing the pain in his eyes. She could always read him like a book, something no one else could do. Not ever, Her.
'Damn you Kaho. You rip my heart out and then shoot it too.' He felt anger surge through him. He remembered that day, it was actually a just a few days ago, the day she smashed his heart like a glass.
"The trees are so pretty at this time of year." Eriol commented, a peaceful smile on his face.
"Mmm." Kaho agreed walking beside him. Though she was older, Eriol surpassed her in size. A few inches shorter than Eriol, she held herself regally. Her long, light auburn hair was pulled into a half ponytail. She was wearing a white blouse and a long brown, pleated skirt.
"Is everything okay, Kaho?" Eriol asked turning, with a worried expression on on his face.
"Eriol, you know I care for you." She said stopping, Eriol stopped as well, becoming even more confused. She looked away and then back at him, "But I think . . ." She took a deep breath, "I think I've fallen out of love with you."
That was the moment, that Eriol felt his heart turn to ice and break into a thousand pieces.
"What do you mean, Kaho? You can't be serious." Eriol said quickly, his mind denying the numb feeling in his heart. Kaho sighed and took Eriol's hand.
"Eriol, I just don't think that you could give me all that I want right now." She said, "I waited Eriol, I never got what I thought I would. I hope you'll forgive me." Eriol felt everything just shatter, the cheerful sunlight went dim, the bright colorful leaves became dull, and the world darkened, turning its back on him.
"Goodbye Eriol, I'm leaving tomorrow."
"Where?" He asked, he even noticed the hollowness in his voice.
"America. America, Eriol." She said turning and she walked away.
"Hello, Eriol-chan!" Naruku chripped, as Eriol walked in the dining room door. Eriol said nothing and walked to his place at the head of the table. He blantently notice Kaho wasn't in her usual spot.
"Naruku, prepare that space," He waved at the empty seat, "for Spinel." He said with little enthusiasm. Naruku nodded, she wasn't really surprised. She wasn't surprised when Kaho had walked through the door by herself. Or when she had sorted through the mail and finidng a letter addressed to Kaho from an American travel company. She wasn't surprised when some men had come to pick up some large packages from Kaho with shipping addresses to America. She wasn't really all that surprised at all, she was mainly surprised it took that long. She sighed and began to clear the the untensils.
"I have decided," Eriol began clearing his throat at dinner a few nights later. Spinel and Naruku exchanged knowing looks. Eriol would choose some exotic location for them to go to during a time like this and they would go have a nice time come back, usually it was after two days of moping, "that we shall move to Japan for a way." Two forks clattered against porcelain plates.
"B-but Master, we've already been there!" Spinel protested.
"Didn't we tie up all business there?" Naruku asked. Eriol's expression became thoughtful, a new expression in the past two days. His face was usually slack deviod of any life and his eyes dull with no shine. Now they were not bright but soft and a small smile crept at the corner of his mouth.
"No," He replied absently, "not all of the business." Spinel and Naruku exchanged odd looks.
"CHOCOLATEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" Kero was crying delightfully as Tomoyo tried desperately to get him away from the drawer. Spinel was drooling on the floor, his eyes watery and his nose red and a little puffy.
"Choocooolaatteee." He moaned, Eriol sighed. He never really did get his creations, maybe that was the best part of all. He had made them so unique that they could think and create and become their own beings without borrowing anything of Eriol's knowledge.
"ERIOL-KUN DON'T JUST SIT THERE!" Tomoyo cried, "Help!!!" A wicked grin crossed the mans face and he wrapped his arms around Tomoyo and picked her up.
"ERIOL-KUN!!!!!" She screamed angrily flailing her legs and arms, "LET GO!!!"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! CHOCOLATE!" The two small creatures screamed raiding Tomoyo's stash of imported chocolate.
"NOOOO!!!" Tomoyo banged her fists against Eriol's firm grip around her waist, "MY CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!" She squirmed and watched in despair as chocolate bar after chocolate bar was unwrapped and devoured.
"So how have you been, Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo asked, Eriol sighed blowing his thick bangs into the air.
"Bored. When you know everything Daidouji-san, the world becomes quiet boring and dull." Tomoyo raised her eyebrows at his response.
"You know everything, Eriol-kun?" She asked a hint of disbelief in her voice.
"Yes," Eriol said a-matter-of-factly, "I do." Tomoyo couldn't help it, she burst into gails of laughter. Eriol's expression became hurt as Tomoyo supported herself on the table with her elbows. She buried her face in her hands, trying desperatly to muffle her laughter.
"What's so funny Daidouji-san?"
"That's Eriol Hiiragazawa, is a load of shit." She snickered at her friend.
"Daidouji-san, I'm hurt." Eriol said with a mock wounded expression, Tomoyo raised a elegant eyebrows again.
"The hell you are, Eriol-kun." She said micking his earlier tone, "And it's Tomoyo." She said waggling her spoon at him. He watched the spoon, bobbing his head in time to the rhythm. Tomoyo rolled her eyes and began to stir her tea again.
"What's the occasion, Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo inquired, back to her polite self. Eriol looked up from his tea.
"What do you mean, Tomoyo-san?" He asked, playing the confused.
"You know what I mean, Eriol-kun. It's not like you just decided to up and leave England to visit Japan." She said, looking at the blue-eyed boy with a level gaze, "You always have some sort of hidden motives, Eriol-kun."
"Ah, well you caught me." He said, "I missed the scenery." He gave her a wicked smile.
"Go to hell, Eriol-kun." Eriol chuckled at Tomoyo's displeasure with his response, but she'd never get the true reason. He looked away to aviod her seeing the pain in his eyes. She could always read him like a book, something no one else could do. Not ever, Her.
'Damn you Kaho. You rip my heart out and then shoot it too.' He felt anger surge through him. He remembered that day, it was actually a just a few days ago, the day she smashed his heart like a glass.
"The trees are so pretty at this time of year." Eriol commented, a peaceful smile on his face.
"Mmm." Kaho agreed walking beside him. Though she was older, Eriol surpassed her in size. A few inches shorter than Eriol, she held herself regally. Her long, light auburn hair was pulled into a half ponytail. She was wearing a white blouse and a long brown, pleated skirt.
"Is everything okay, Kaho?" Eriol asked turning, with a worried expression on on his face.
"Eriol, you know I care for you." She said stopping, Eriol stopped as well, becoming even more confused. She looked away and then back at him, "But I think . . ." She took a deep breath, "I think I've fallen out of love with you."
That was the moment, that Eriol felt his heart turn to ice and break into a thousand pieces.
"What do you mean, Kaho? You can't be serious." Eriol said quickly, his mind denying the numb feeling in his heart. Kaho sighed and took Eriol's hand.
"Eriol, I just don't think that you could give me all that I want right now." She said, "I waited Eriol, I never got what I thought I would. I hope you'll forgive me." Eriol felt everything just shatter, the cheerful sunlight went dim, the bright colorful leaves became dull, and the world darkened, turning its back on him.
"Goodbye Eriol, I'm leaving tomorrow."
"Where?" He asked, he even noticed the hollowness in his voice.
"America. America, Eriol." She said turning and she walked away.
"Hello, Eriol-chan!" Naruku chripped, as Eriol walked in the dining room door. Eriol said nothing and walked to his place at the head of the table. He blantently notice Kaho wasn't in her usual spot.
"Naruku, prepare that space," He waved at the empty seat, "for Spinel." He said with little enthusiasm. Naruku nodded, she wasn't really surprised. She wasn't surprised when Kaho had walked through the door by herself. Or when she had sorted through the mail and finidng a letter addressed to Kaho from an American travel company. She wasn't surprised when some men had come to pick up some large packages from Kaho with shipping addresses to America. She wasn't really all that surprised at all, she was mainly surprised it took that long. She sighed and began to clear the the untensils.
"I have decided," Eriol began clearing his throat at dinner a few nights later. Spinel and Naruku exchanged knowing looks. Eriol would choose some exotic location for them to go to during a time like this and they would go have a nice time come back, usually it was after two days of moping, "that we shall move to Japan for a way." Two forks clattered against porcelain plates.
"B-but Master, we've already been there!" Spinel protested.
"Didn't we tie up all business there?" Naruku asked. Eriol's expression became thoughtful, a new expression in the past two days. His face was usually slack deviod of any life and his eyes dull with no shine. Now they were not bright but soft and a small smile crept at the corner of his mouth.
"No," He replied absently, "not all of the business." Spinel and Naruku exchanged odd looks.
"CHOCOLATEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" Kero was crying delightfully as Tomoyo tried desperately to get him away from the drawer. Spinel was drooling on the floor, his eyes watery and his nose red and a little puffy.
"Choocooolaatteee." He moaned, Eriol sighed. He never really did get his creations, maybe that was the best part of all. He had made them so unique that they could think and create and become their own beings without borrowing anything of Eriol's knowledge.
"ERIOL-KUN DON'T JUST SIT THERE!" Tomoyo cried, "Help!!!" A wicked grin crossed the mans face and he wrapped his arms around Tomoyo and picked her up.
"ERIOL-KUN!!!!!" She screamed angrily flailing her legs and arms, "LET GO!!!"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! CHOCOLATE!" The two small creatures screamed raiding Tomoyo's stash of imported chocolate.
"NOOOO!!!" Tomoyo banged her fists against Eriol's firm grip around her waist, "MY CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!" She squirmed and watched in despair as chocolate bar after chocolate bar was unwrapped and devoured.