A/N: I was so bored these days. I browsed my old notebooks and started to read fanfics that I have written years back. I revised most of them and now I'm typing and want to publish them. Talking about inspiration, ne? Any way, this would be a continuation of my recent published fanfic of Eriol and Tomoyo..

I made lots of revisions, I hope you would appreciate it.. Thanks for reading and kindly give your warm reviews after, please! Well then, hajime!

2nd chapter Title: Strawberry Blues.

Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura or any of its characters.

Brief Summary: Tomoyo flew to Paris; Eriol was already married to Kaho. Tomoyo is blaming her self for the lost of her love. What would happen next..? Read on!

It has been a few of couple of months and Tomoyo still hasn't adjusted her self to sudden the change of climate. Obviously, Paris is different from Japan, everything was different.

The people, the surroundings and even the feeling, its atmosphere.

" Paris is really much colder, indeed.." she said to her self as she gently rub her palms gently, her fur coat and mufflers not helping to ease the coldness.

" Why did I chose Paris rather than choosing a much humid country, a place which doesn't live through autumn and winter.." she continued as see eyes a cozy café just by the corner of the street.

She hurriedly trails the way towards it, gently the door was open for her, and she was greeted by warm smiles coming from the waitperson.

She was guided then to a comfy seat at the window. A menu was handed to her.

" Mademoiselle, May I take your order if you may?" the waiter inquired.

She eyes carte du jour (menu) in her hand, slowly analyzing its content.

She gently glimpses at the waiter and slowly handling him the menu.

" I would like to have a warm cappuccino and a piece of the best cake which your café could offer.." she said with a smile.

The waiter took the menu, and smiled to her.

" Splendid, for a while then.." he gently bowed to her and departs to her sight.

She stares at the environment of the café, a few people are enjoying the delectable food and drinks of the brasserie, and the atmosphere was so cozy to feel. She liked it. It gave her comfort.

At a snail phase she eyes the café's window. The Paris streets were busy with a few people. For the couple of months it was the scenery which some what conquers her sight everyday.

A sight which some what gives her entertainment and comfort, at least she could give her self a sight which drifts her away from her anxieties from work and to her life.

Some times her work just gives her apprehensions, which she thought was normal.

Her clothing company was now internationally given credit, she was happy by it.

It was her long time dream, and in just a few months she caught it with her most pride abilities.

" Here's your warm cappuccino and sweets.. Enjoy.." the waiter said gently putting it by her table.

She just smiled and eyed the cup in front her.

She gently grabs it and situates it to her mouth, sipping slowly she smelled the aroma of the fresh brewed coffee and combined with the milk and coco, just so irresistible.

" So delicious.." she said as she slowly turns to the sight of the cake beside her cup.

" Ichigo (strawberry).." she said as she gently takes the plate by her hand.

She gently examines the scrumptious dessert, handling the fork by her hand she gradually cuts a small piece and tastes it.

And suddenly something inside her began to surface, a feeling she just can't explain by words.

It began to emerge.

She was startled by the sudden dampness coming from her cheeks.

Warm water was flowing out from her eyes, she gradually wipes her cheeks.

She then grabs her chest she barely can breathe.

" What is happening to me..?" she thought to her self.

Why was she acting that way now..?

Is she still sulking because of him..?

Of course, it is because of him, nothing else.

It would always be him.

Everything always reminded of him.

She eyes the piece of strawberry above the cake.

" it is him.." she said.

Strawberries were his favorite.

She remembers the time when she had baked her prided strawberry chocolate cake back when they we're in 5th grade.

" Superb.." he said eyeing the raven haired girl in front him.

" Your skills are the best, Daidouji-san.." he continued as he gave her his most gentle smile.

"Arigatou, anything for you, Hiiragizawa-kun.." she replied by returning him a sweet smile coming from her.

From then on she would bake cakes for him, especially with his favorite strawberries.

His praises became a sweet chant for her.

His smiles give her warmth, comfort, kindness and love.

And suddenly reminiscing was cut off by the poignant memories that came out flashing on her mind.

She saw him with her.

She was so far away that is why she could barely hear what they were talking about.

It was their 3rd year anniversary and instead of spending it with her she saw him with this woman, most preferably called as his former lover, his ex.

She was out shopping to at least ease out the pain and loneliness she felt when Eriol told her that their date was canceled tonight due to certain personal circumstances he has to attend to.

She was sitting in a near by café for a cup of tea, which after she would go home.

It felt like a sudden a pail of ice cold water was poured down from her system.

She was startled by their presence.

In her mind she was wishing everything was just a dream.

That what the images she saw were not true, that she was just hallucinating.

But she was wrong; it is reality coming to her.

All she saw was not a creation of her wild imagination.

She suddenly stood up from her seat, she began to cry.

She wants to run, but her limbs and feet would not progress.

She was pinned to that sight. She doesn't want to look but her eyes can't shift from it.

She felt lifeless, hurt and betrayed.

The woman kissed him, hugging him close for the kiss to last long.

He is not moving or resisting.

They were in front of a fancy 5 star hotel.

She saw the woman untangle her hands from him breaking the contact to his.

They move and made their way inside the hotel, the woman hold his hand.

It was him, and that woman is her, Kaho, his first love before her.

The woman that Eriol has been telling her his first love and can never be forgotten.

" Daidouji-san, do you actually believe that first love's can never be forgotten..?" he inquired looking at her waiting for her reply.

" I suppose so..It is the first that is why it could never be erase from our minds..right?" she replied.

" I guess so too.." he answered smiling at her.

When they fade from her sight her legs abandon her, she slump her self to the floor.

Why did he lie to her..?

Why was he with his ex, in this special day..?

Why did they kissed, and he did not resist..?

What must she do right now..?

Those were the things that were running to her mind that moment.

She was hopeless, she was scared.

Reality had been unfaithful to her.

The truth was reprehensible.

She has snap back to the reality she was today by a sudden view beyond the window.

It was white.

Cotton-like figures, falling.

Her first snow in Paris.

She then starts to cry once again.

" But everything is still my fault.." She said as she continues to devour the cake from her sight.

As coldness starts to envelop the city of romance once again.

Her heart still unhealed and in pain.

2nd chapter ends here..

A/N: I hope you all liked it.. The ending was a bit sad I guess.

You know I am a fan of tragic romance but don't worry I'll try to make this end nice and happy.

I just hope I would not be possessed by my tragic romance fangirl-ness when that time comes.

Any suggestions or revisions are welcome kindly hit the button below.

Minna, arigatou for reading this..

Next chapter is coming..!

Ikimashou..! AIHSATAN ELLIMAC