A/N- I am well aware that it hath been many a year since this was last updated. But I suddenly got the urge to dig up the old chapters and post it for you glorious fans who are probably all grown up and married now. Although this may be true, never forget who you are, and never forget where you come from! And never stop remembering the TITANS:) or Yamazaki for that matter

So here, in a barely edited format for your pleasure and enjoyment, I bring you...

Friday 13, 1313

Really really totally most absolutely positively most dearest diary,

Word of the day: funereal

Today is Friday the thirteenth, so I am extra nervous. Not to mention that that dratted Eriol has been hounding me (just as a hound would) ALL DAY. Why, just this morning, he asked to borrow a pencil. I glared at him menacingly, as I fished around in my desk for the smallest, most hideous, chewed up pencil that I own. Then when I gave it to him, I took a long time to let go, just so he would get the message that Yamazaki-isn't-for-sale!

Then he walked back to his desk with such a rather funereal stride that I could have mistaken him for a coffin-maker or a grave-digger. I vowed to stay away from that madman as long as possible. All in vain, however, as during lunch he came up to find me in my hiding spot. (I don't know how he found me- I was in the most inconspicuous place- a lunch table!!) He wanted to know why I was sitting alone. I told him that I wasn't alone. I would soon be accompanied by the incredible Sages and Fates, so he'd be best to skidattle out of there or he might never be born. Boy, he sure high tailed it out of there pretty fast! He might have cried, lest he ate clogs!

Now, I'll admit, I might have been a bit hasty in the matter of banishing my only friend like that. Those dratted Sages never even showed up, though I did get a delightful show from the 'Ghost of White Day Future'. Turns out no one will come to my funeral, or should I say, funereal telemarketing scam! Man, those guys are always trying to make you buy something!

So now, I realize that it is White Day! I can't believe that I forgot to wear all white today! Good thing the whole school is colour blind and hasn't noticed, or I would look quite the fool. In my haste to celebrate, indeed, I forgot all about it being Friday 13th and began hatching a plan.

The thing is, my Syaoran and Eriol match didn't quite work out. What, with all the current economic turmoil, I'm not surprised! So, I decided to make them a chance for a fresh start! Ah, yes, "l'amour est dans la pamplemousse!" It's French, you see? I'll bet you didn't know I could speak French! Well, as the master of love I felt it my duty to learn the language of love. Or is that Spanish?. . .

'Syaoran dearest!' I called out.

'Get away from me, Yamazaki! I remember what you did to me last White Day!' Syaoran said (with love!)

I smiled him my most charismatic smile. 'So nice of you to remember! Bit today I have a more humble task to fufill. I am merely a messenger of the Fates who want me to give you word of your REAL, TRUE LOVE!!!' I said it with such enthusiasm that it would be terribly difficult for him not to get excited. 'Today your REAL, TRUE LOVE will give you a box of chocolates- not only a plain old box of chocolates, but a half-eated box of chocolates!!'

At this point Syaoran was just yawning and rolling his eyes in excitement.

'But Sakura already gave me chocolates, a whole box,' said he. What a defiant child!

'How typical. Bye!' and then I left him to almost-certain death. Then I found Eriol, drinking MY water out of MY PERSONAL fountain. I let it slide today, because today is a day of days! Today is White Day!

'Eriol! Today is a day of days!' I yelled at him, causing him to choke on his obnoxious ego. I pulled a package out of my knapsack.

'The Sages want me to deliver this to Syaoran, but I have become too weak to carry on! You, Eriol Chibukaplaka, must carry on the legend!'

Eriol stared (how rude! Doesn't he have any manners?! Why I oughtta. . .) 'That's not my name,' he said, subliminally hinting again.

'Of course you want back in the computer club! But many a man hath died double-crossing me! Now make sure my name, or the names of the Sages don't come up in the conversation! You might not want to mention Naoko either, since she seems especially touchy today. Now go!' I said, shoving the package into his ill-begotten hands. 'GO!!' I said again, whence he hesitated. Then, before he could argue, I fluttered out of the room like the graceful person I was in my youth.

'Ah, the good ol' days, when girls were girls and men were men!' I could barely restrain myself from singing the "All In The Family" theme. So, to pass the time, I twiddled my thumbs delightedly (and funereally). Finally, I could hold my excitement in no longer! I ran into the classroom and saw Eriol and Syaoran offering everyone chocolates.

'Gee, Yamazaki sure was nice to give us chocolates!' they said, grinning at each other. Rather fiendish if you ask me…

'THE JIG IS UP!' I yelled as I entered. Who says I can't make an entrance?

'Oh, okay,' Syaoran said, barely looking up.

I blinked. 'Well, um, yes it … is?' what is happening to me?! If that's the best I can come up with, then I don't deserve Tomoyo's heart. I ran up to her sadly.

'Tomoyo, I am so sorry. I can't accept your proposal of marriage.'

I don't remember what happened after that because I had fainted. So, now, here I am at home again, writing in a diary.

Eriol doesn't know what he got himself into!! (But I do! That funereal fiend!)

Love,

Yamazaki

Will Yamazaki ever deserve Tomoyo's heart? Will Eriol and Syaoran ever realize their feelings for each other?Will Sakura ever get the hint?? Tune in next time for another exciting page ripped from the one, the only- YAMAZAKI'S DIARY!

AN- Review and let me know if I should post the rest in my repertoire. I don't usually respond to reviews unless I have something to say, because I don't want to fill your inboxes with useless thanks. But I am thankful and know it!