Falling
Sparkling Thoughts- Okay guys!...here's chapter 2….also I've started working on Obsession again…so it will be updated soon…till then enjoy your read!
Disclaimer- Nope not a zillionaire yet….: P
Chapter 2-
"She will be fine, it's just a hangover. Se's never had alcohol before so…" Tomoyo realized she was surfacing again-to reality. She really wished she could stay down like this for a few days more, till the flame in the centre would cool down. Her mind wandered about-she hated her mind for that, what a nosy and… perhaps flirtatious mind she had. MOST ANNOYING. What was that she had heard moments ago?-"hangover". She smirked n her sleep. Some hangover alright! She wasn't going to get over this one-somehow she wanted IT stay. This was her punishment and she would abide by it. "And pray what is your crime?" her mind asked playfully. Tomoyo was unable to answer. "I think I know", her mind smirked again. TELL ME, PLEASE… Tomoyo begged. Her mind felt sorry for her-her mistress was a nice girl-she should be told. "You are in love…" it declared quietly. The flashbacks came back, clearer than before, and, Tomoyo's stomach flipped threateningly.
There was a loud bang upstairs. Sakura and Syaron jumped. Sakura's emerald eyes widened with worry again. "There she goes to washroom again." "We need a doctor" said Syaron affirmatively and contradicting his "hangover-just fine" theory. He walked towards the phone, musing to himself. Sakura shook her head disagreeing, although Syaron wasn't looking at her. She needs 'him'-Sakura thought.
"It's nothing serious, just low tolerance to alcohol. Your body couldn't take the high doze" the doctor told Tomoyo, checking her pulse. "Tomoyo dear, hadn't I told you just a 'drop'… teenagers these days!-and I thought you were a responsible young lady…" her mother chided her from behind the doctor. Tomoyo gave a faint apologetic smile. "Oh! It's nothing, she's never had alcohol before anyway-things like this happen all the time nowadays-just make her drink water every few minutes. If she throws up again, don't worry about it, it's the body's own mechanism to detoxify itself…" the doctor rattled on with his advice as he and her mother disappeared into the hallway.
"Sorry about calling Aunt Sonomi, you were looking very serious, throwing up every now and then. It wasn't my idea though-Syaron and Touya made me call her" Sakura said, her eyes turning an intense shade of emerald green. Tomoyo had to smile now. "It's okay, actually I would've made you call her anyway, I have worried you far too much."
A pair of amber eyes peeked through the door and smiled at Tomoyo. Tomoyo waved her hand weakly at Syaron. "Touya's cooked some delicious pancakes for you-extra honey, yum!"
"And also a special brand of Sake-cherry flavour-perfect for a late Sunday brunch…" a dark haired man added from behind.
Sakura and Tomoyo laughed. "Cut it out, Touya-kun and you look ridiculous with that chef's cap on your head… and where on earth did you get that pink apron from?" Tomoyo asked stifling an astonished giggle. "Anything for my Princess Tomoyo" Touya said bending into a mock bow. Tomoyo eyed Touya with mock anger. She took a deep breath in and smiled at her friends.
"I'm not touching another brand of alcohol again" she declared seriously. Not for a while at least… she thought to herself. "Oh! We believe you alright" the others joked. All the four started laughing.
An airhostess stopped with her mid-day meal trolley beside a two sitter, the window seat (and the only) occupied by a man with navy hair, glistening slightly where the light fell at an angle. The airhostess inquired politely if he would like to have something. The man looked up and smiled-it was mesmerizing. He cocked his head sideways, as if to think. His eyes fell on a particular photograph in the album he had been browsing through.
He smiled at the girl in the photo-dark raven tresses; deep purple eyes-she really was "something unusual". Weird, actually, he had added as an afterthought. He looked up again at the airhostess who had been waiting patiently. "Do you think you can get me pancakes, with an extra helping of honey?"
"We have got just the thing, Sir" the airhostess beamed. She swiftly placed the order on the foldable table, "how about teaming it up with a glass of Cherry Sake? We have got the best brand."
The man stole a quick glance at the girl in the photo. "Thanks, but I think I'll pass on that." The stewardess nodded politely and moved on.
"No cherry alcohols for a while" the man murmured to himself.
Sparkling Thoughts- Well here we are at the end of Chappie 2….plzzz
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