Eriol's Pov.
Sometimes I wondered if there was something inside of me that was trying to ruin me, I tried so hard to forget about her and what do I do? I make out with the school slut on her route home, well isn't that intelligent. I didn't even notice her at first, I was too busy trying not to think of her as I kissed Akiya. I felt someone bump us as they ran past, I felt a droplet of water hit my cheek. I heard Akiya's high whiney voice scream at the person, but all that was barely noticed. What got my attention was the waves of dark hair and the pale skin, the body shape. All of it was her, Tomoyo. Fuck... (A.N just so everyone knows, I could have used any other swear word, but sometimes the only response is 'fuck' and I think that word correctly applies to poor stupid Eriol's situation. Don't you agree?) I noticed Akiya was trying to get back into my arms, I quickly stepped back and started walking away. Reaching up to touch my cheek, I felt the water droplet. Pulling my hand away I stared at the droplet, where had it come from? The sky was blue, so it wasn't rain. Remembering a spell that my mother had taught me, I whispered the words. An image sprung into my mind, a beautiful girl with tears running down her face. Tears... Tomoyo... she was crying, I felt a jab in my heart. I made her cry, oh dear god. This was not getting any easier, I tried so hard not to notice her. And I made her cry, moron, idiot, stupid, jackass... I continued to insult myself as I made my way home; I made my way up to my room. I stared at the ceiling, reliving every detail of our brief affair. And that night, the last night. I was going to break it off, tell her I couldn't do this anymore. Because I was falling in love, and she deserved better than me. I could remember everything, the smell of her, and the feel of her silk smooth skin, her soft lips, her shiny hair, her sweet voice, and most of all those three words that I had sworn I would never utter. 'I love you' she had said it before falling asleep in my arms, those words had made my heart beat faster. I loved her, I knew that. But I couldn't go through it again, I had loved, and lost. I couldn't let that happen, I would rather see her ever day. And know that I could never call her mine, and then let her break my heart. So I left, knowing it would hurt her in the morning, I left. With these thoughts running through my mind, I fell asleep.
Next day
I was one of the first in class, I saw Sakura come in. She had a steel glint in her eye when she looked at me, I knew that she knew that Tomoyo had started something, and I knew that she knew that I was the one to end it. There was something else in her face, a type of determination. I realised with black humour she was going to confess to Syaron, I silently wished her luck. I knew my cousin was head over heels for her, it should be interesting to watch. Syaron arrived late as always, then class began. Everyone presented their work, when Tomoyo sang I could hear the pain. I went red with shame, it was my fault that she sang with such hurt. As she walked back to her seat I say the tear that coursed down her face, it took almost all my will power not to stand and wipe it away. When Sakura went I could tell she had written this with Syaron in mind, hell everyone but the dunce himself could tell. I mean not only was she staring at him as she sung, but she named his birthday, his favourite colour, his eyes, his sisters, and the conversation they had had yesterday. Ok so I looked into Sakura's mind to see what the first part meant, but regardless he looked so confused, I wanted to laugh and slap him at the same time. But I just shook my head, looking over at Tomoyo I saw she was crying again. Curious I looked into her mind, and nearly cried. She was hoping that Sakura wouldn't suffer the way she was, she was reliving everything we had done and said. For the first time, I saw that morning through her eyes. Waking up and finding me gone, then being ignored by me. Me spending all my time with other girls, and lastly her walking in on Akiya and I. I wanted to explain, I would not let fear of being hurt stop me from at least explaining.
Finally it was my turn; I had chosen my favourite song. And it was strangely appropriate for what I was going to do after.
"this is 'I'd come for you' thanks"
Just One more moment, that's all that's needed.
Like wounded soldiers in need of healing.
Time to be honest, this time I'm bleeding
Please don't dwell on it, cause I didn't mean it
I looked at Tomoyo, hoping she would get at least part of the message. I cant believe I said I'd lay our love on the ground By now you'd know that I'd come for you I was blindfolded, but now I'm seeing By now you'd know that I'd come for you Yes I'd come for you, no one but you, And I'd fight for you No matter what gets in my way
But it doesn't matter cause I've made it up forgive me now
Everyday I spend away my souls inside out
Gotta be someway that I can make it up to you now, somehow.
No one but you, yes I'd come for you
But only if you told me to
And I'd fight for you
I'd lie, it's true
Give my life for you
You know I'd always come for you
My mind was closing, now I'm believing
I finally know just what it means to let someone in
To see the side of me that no one does or ever will
So if your ever lost and find yourself all alone
I'd search forever just to bring you home,
Here and now this I vow
No one but you, yes I'd come for you
But only if you told me to
And I'd fight for you
I'd lie, it's true
Give my life for you
You know I'd always come for you
You know I'd always come for you
Yes I'd come for you
But only if you told me to
I'd lie, it's true
Give my life for you
You know I'd always come for you
As long as there's still life in me
No matter what, remember you know I'll always come for you
I'd crawl across this world for you
Do anything you want me to
No matter what, remember you know I'll always come for you
You know I'll always come for you
As I finished I noticed that the tears were pouring down her face again, I walked up to her slowly. Gently I touched her hand, pressing a note I had written into her palm. Turning away I walked over to my desk and sat down, hoping that she would forgive me for what I had done. But could she...