Story: Training Behind Closed Doors

Author: Kyouko

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Clannad or Clannad After Story

Notes: I apologize for the occasional mess-ups in my writing. English has never been my strong point (I'm a math/science person). Please leave reviews. They're very helpful and encouraging to someone who doesn't write that much. Thanks!

"Tomoya! I'm home," Tomoyo called through the door as she pulled it open. She heard her voice echo through the house for a moment before she heard the faint shift of someone on the couch. "T-Tomoya?" Growing worried, Tomoyo ran to the couch, finding Tomoya out cold. "Oh, Tomoya, look at you…" Tomoyo picked up the blanket from the floor and carefully covered Tomoya with it, taking care to tuck the blanket underneath him to make sure he stayed warm. "Now you're looking better already," she said with a smile and sat down on the floor.

"Today was a wonderful day," she started saying to no one in particular. "I'm just so happy that we've been together all of this time. My five month anniversary with Tomoya is coming up soon. Ohhh!" She blushed in the faint light. She turned around and looked at her sleeping boyfriend. Leaning over, she quickly placed a kiss on his forehead before getting up start dinner.

Just as the rice was finishing cooking in the cooker, Tomoyo heard Tomoya get up from the couch. He rubbed his eyes as he entered the kitchen, yawning loudly. Tomoyo smiled and walked over to greet him. "Nice to see you up and about, Tomoya."

"Thanks for putting a blanket on me," he replied, wrapping his arms around the thin of her waist. "Saved me from getting a cold. If I can't go to work, then we have no money. If that happened, I could never forgive myself." Tomoyo blushed when she heard these words. Tomoya wasn't known for being a romantic, so when she heard these words she knew he was telling the truth.

"Dinner's ready, Tomoya. Let's eat." Tomoyo escaped from Tomoya's embrace and started to set the table. Their kitchen was quite small. It had a two burner stove in the corner next to the sink. The fridge was on the other side of the kitchen. To the left of the fridge was the main preparation counter where the rice cooker was located. She reached up to the overhead cabinets and pulled down two plates. She placed them on the table before fetching the food. Tomoya made enough money for them to eat comfortably, but she always tried to ration the food accordingly. She ladled out two servings of rice for Tomoya, taking only one for herself. She turned to the stove and took off the curry. Tomoya preferred spicy foods, so she'd prepared it especially for him after seeing him passed out the couch earlier. She carefully spooned out the steaming curry beside the rice and carried the two plates to the table. "Here you go! Eat up!"

Tomoyo sat down at the table and looked up at Tomoya. She loved watching him eat. She stared at him for a minute before she realized his face was tinged pink. "I-Is something wrong, Tomoya?" He didn't answer, so she followed his eyes down to her top two unbuttoned buttons. "T-Tomoya! Where in god's name are you looking?" She quickly re-buttoned her school blouse, blushing furiously. She started eating, wolfing down her steaming hot food, hardly noticing the bodily harm she was causing herself. One of the carrots she ate was too hot and she coughed the whole spoonful back out onto the plate.

"Tomoyo?" Tomoya hurried over to Tomoyo's side. She coughed once or twice before nodding, trying to speak. He rested his hand on her back, rubbing in small circles until her coughing subsided. "Phew, I'm glad you're okay." He kissed the top of her head before returning to his seat. This time it was his turn to start wolfing his food down. He had a work shift in a half hour, and he still had to get ready. He didn't like taking the late shifts, but he need to make all the money he could, so he took the job for the week. Tomoya finished shortly and took his plate to the sink. He rinsed it with running water and made his way to their bedroom. Tomoyo had never seen him full nude, but he never bothered to shut the door. She'd look if she wanted to, but she never did.

Tomoya really works hard just to support me. Tomoyo thought to herself. I wish every person I dated was as thoughtful as he is. Even though he was a school delinquent, if he puts his mind up to something, he gets it done. I must mean a lot to him. She finished her food, slowly this time, and started to clean the kitchen. She knew that it was a bit sexist for her to have to do the cleaning too, but she didn't mind. It was a small thing that she could do for him. A clean house and kitchen along with a warm meal at mealtimes is the least I can do to support him the way he supports me. She finished putting away the dishes into the cabinet and started towards the bedroom. She noticed a small red stain on her school blouse. Luckily she had two more in her wardrobe, but it would take a while to clean out. She started to unbutton on her way. She was pulling her arms out of the sleeves as she walked through the door to the bedroom. Tomoya was in only his boxers, pulling out his work uniform from the closet. This was the first time she'd seen him in so little clothing. They did live together, but they kept their privates private. Tomoyo's face turned red and froze in the doorway. Tomoya turned his head towards the blocked doorway and quickly looked away.

"S-Sorry! Please forgive me, I didn't mean to look!" he shouted into the darkness. But the damage was already done. His mind was already conjuring images of his beloved in less and less clothing. Tomoyo didn't know exactly what he was thinking about, but she had her suspicions. Everything confirmed itself when she noticed a slight bulge around his crotch. She took this as her cue to leave. She ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut, heart pounding in her chest. She gazed into the mirror. Her face was bright red, silvery eyes wide open in shock. She took two deep breaths, holding each till she couldn't hold it any longer. When she exhaled, she felt her nerves calm. W-what was I thinking? I must have been possessed or something! Tomoya doesn't need a distraction like that right before he goes to work. Oh dear, oh dear… She filled a large plastic bowl with cold water and soaked the blouse with some detergent. She sat on the toilet for a quarter of an hour, only leaving once she was sure that Tomoya had gone to work. She crawled into bed and turned on her side crying softly. This wasn't the way she imagined the evening going, but she couldn't pull herself to do anything else. Her soft hair covered her face, creating a silvery veil. She slowly drifted off to sleep, trying not to think about what was going through her boyfriend's mind. Her resolve was shaken, but she couldn't help her primal instincts and was mildly intrigued by what he had down there. I guess that's another thing to ask Misae-san about… Nothing else crossed her mind as she slowly drifted off.

Tomoyo heard an incessant beeping noise far off in the background. She waited for a few moments, and the beeping seemed to be coming close and closer to her. She opened her eyes and found the source of the beeping. She extended her hand in an attempt to turn off the alarm clock. Her first attempt failed, her hand missing the clock by a few centimeters. Her second attempt was more successful. She turned off the alarm and sat up, noticing that there was a blanket over her. She took a moment to recall the events from the night before. She'd fallen asleep on top of the blanket! She turned her head, hair rustling in her wake and saw Tomoya sleeping beside her. She smiled to herself, glad that he returned home safely and that she had someone to wake up next to in the mornings. A draft passed through the bedroom, sending a shiver down her spine. She'd forgotten she fell asleep in only her skirt and a bra. She brought her hands up to her chest and only felt her own flesh. Her bra was on the floor about a half meter away. Blood rushed to her face as tears started to well up in her eyes. Tomoya… she thought. I thought better of you. Y-YOU PERVERT!

She rose from the bed and retrieved her underwear. She took off the crumpled skirt she'd worn yesterday, throwing it into the clothes hamper with a soft flump and took a new uniform from the wardrobe. She made sure the bathroom door was closed and started the shower. She wiped the tears from her eyes, trying not to feel betrayed. The sound of the shower put her mind at ease. Running water was always her cure for distress. She sat on the toilet listening until she thought the water would be ready. She stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain shut. The water poured over her, tickling her skin in a comforting way. She was washing away her worries with the water. The soap she used was cleaning her impurities, both literally and figuratively. It'd been only a day since she last washed her hair, so she didn't bother washing it today. Her face tilted back to let the water wash away the soap suds. She was still a little angry, but she could feel that this day was going to be good. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, water dripping to the shower mat on the floor. She squeezed her hair for excess water before wiping down her body with a towel.

She let out a soft sigh as she examined her figure in the mirror. She had curves, no doubt, but she still felt inferior in the breast compartment to almost everyone. She'd compared with a few of the girls once and again, and she was almost always smaller. The only person who consistently had smaller breasts was Nagisa. Tomoya had dated her the year before for a while. They'd been quite serious, but when Nagisa's health turned for the worse, Tomoya felt that he couldn't support someone that couldn't even fend for herself for a long time. Tomoya had told her all of this, but she'd heard a few rumors from other people around school that she'd keep quiet if it had been her. They'd said that Tomoya had tried to pull a few moves on Nagisa. Tomoyo didn't want to believe any of the rumors, so she put all of that behind her when she said yes to him. After a couple soft squeezes, she began dressing herself. She slapper her cheeks a couple of times to give them color before opening the door back into the bedroom.

Tomoya was lying on his side watching the door when she opened it. A smile broke out on his face when the door finally opened. He raised himself up on an elbow and motioned for her to come over. Tomoyo hesitated for a moment before she gave in and made her way over to the bed. She sat down beside him and let him pull her down beside him. He gave her a light kiss on the top of the head. "Have a nice day at school, Tomoyo. I'll be here waiting for you when you get home," he said, finally letting go. She got up and turned around.

"Thank you!" She said. "Well, I'll be off then!" She bowed before she left the room. Tomoya watched her go before rolling over in bed and going back to sleep. He listened for her to close the front door before drifting off.

As soon as Tomoyo stepped outside, a strong breeze blew past, pushing up her skirt. She yelped and forced it back down with her hand. Bag in hand, she made her way to school. The smell of trees wafted past her. She paused for a moment to take in the scent before continuing on her way. She checked the red wristwatch Tomoya gave her for their three month anniversary. The watch read 7:15. She had plenty of time to get to school, but as student body president, she felt that it was her duty to get there as soon as possible to help things get running. She passed a few early birds on the road. They were all in their own little groups discussing homework and past tests, so Tomoyo continued on. She arrived at school at 7:30. The daunting black gates were standing open as she walked through into the main school building.

"Sakagami-san!" came a small voice from behind her. Nagisa appeared out of a group of seniors, running and waving at Tomoyo. "I thought I saw you come in!" She stopped right in front of Tomoyo, light hair dancing in the soft breeze.

"Good morning, Nagisa-san," Tomoyo replied. "I just got here." Nagisa frowned for a moment, but soon she smiled.

"So how are things going to Okazaki-kun?" Her smile faltered, but Tomoyo could see she was trying hard to keep a straight face.

"Tomoya? We… We're doing alright. Thanks for asking." Tomoyo looked down at her feet. "N-Nagisa?" Nagisa made a small noise acknowledging Tomoyo. "I was wondering if you'd take some time to talk to me about Tomoya sometime. I know you were his girlfriend for a while, and I was wondering if you would tell me what he likes and… his habits?"

"Of course! I'd love to. But come on, school's about to start. We can talk more about this later." Nagisa took Tomoyo's hand and led her inside. They parted ways on the second floor. Nagisa headed into classroom 3-C while Tomoyo continued walking down to 3-A. She slid the door open and walked inside. The familiar desks surrounded her as she made her way to her seat. Sigh. Here's to another long day.

The final school bell sounded down the hall. The teacher finished writing down the homework on the board. Tomoyo wrote it down quickly before packing her bag. She had a student council meeting today about the attendance policy. Ever since Tomoya and his delinquent friend Sunohara had graduated, there were a lot less absences on the school's records, but it was still an ongoing issue in the senior class. A small tap on her shoulder made her turn around.

"Tomoyo, we're not going to be having a student council meeting today," Kyou Fujibayashi said. "One of the teacher sponsors has something important to do and couldn't make it. The meeting will be postponed until next week. Have a nice day."

Tomoyo was a little bit surprised. Usually if a teacher was going to miss the student council meeting, she would have been notified before the day of the meeting. She didn't dwell on it though, she had something else on her mind. She was going to go visit Misae again. The dormitory as only a five minute walk from school. Cars zoomed by as she made her way over. Twice she nearly ran into a stranger as she was off in her own state of mind. Someone grabbed her butt as she waited for the light to change at a corner. By instinct she turned around and punched as hard as she could. All she saw was a blink of purple, fist landing on nothing.

"Woah there!" Kyou shouted. "Watch where you're throwing those. It was just a joke!" The fire in Tomoyo's eyes melted away as she noticed who it was she was trying to pound. Her cheeks pinked in embarrassment.

"O-oh, Fujibayashi-san, it's you," Tomoyo said sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I acted on instinct though."

Kyou laughed wholeheartedly, purple hair bouncing up and down. "It's alright. Sorry for scaring you"

The light turned green and the crosswalk sign changed to let people walk across. "Sorry, Fujibayashi-san, but I've got to go. I'll see you later!" Tomoyo walked across the street, leaving Kyou alone on the other side. The dormitory came into sight as she turned the corner. She walked up the steps and entered the dormitory. No one was surprised to see her there, but no one knew her real reason for being at the dorm today. She knocked three times on Misae's door and waited. The door opened. Misae stood in the doorway. Warm air and the irresistible smell of lavender rushed out of her room. "Oh, Tomoyo, what a nice surprised. Come on in," she said, opening the door for Tomoyo. They both walked inside. Misae locked the door and turned around. "I have my own suspicions as to why you're here today, but instead of guessing blindly, why don't you tell me why you're here today." She grinned, letting her pointy white teeth show.

"I… I came to learn," Tomoyo said simply.

"Well, my dear," Misae replied. "You've come to the right place." She winked at Tomoyo grinning the whole time. "Let me make us some tea, and we can get started."

Bit longer on this chapter. Hope you all enjoy it. Like I said before, reviews are very encouraging. I know my writing isn't the best, but it's nice to know other's opinions (just the way I am).

Thanks for reading,

Kyouko