Forever in your eyes

Chapter 9

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            Late night approached.  Eriol walked towards the foot of his bed.  Then he turned on his heels and walked towards his wall.  Then back...he was pacing. But why?

            He saw for the first time that she looked absolutely stunning, breathtaking, gorgeous, radiant, mesmerizing, enchanting, bewitching...every damn word in the Webster's dictionary that was a synonym for beauty: Daidouji Tomoyo was the epitome of all those words.  It drove Eriol without sleep.

            There was a knock at the door and it creaked open.  "Eriol?" Nakuru entered the room.  Her hair was in braids and she walked in, wearing a black nightgown.  "Eriol? What's wrong?"

            "Why? Is my pacing loud?"

            "No, but you were grumbling to yourself. You didn't hear it?" Nakuru smiled.  She skipped to the foot of the bed and sat down.  "What's up?"

            Eriol sighed. He made his way to the window.  "I originally came back to Tomoeda so I could try to be with Kaho..."

            Nakuru rolled her eyes and propped her elbow on her knee, cradling her chin.  "Here we go..." she mumbled.

            Eriol side-glanced at her. "I now know I can't be with her; I accept that." His eyes turned straight to the window and into the stars.  "But now...something is troubling me. Hence, the pacing."

            "She got you bad, didn't she?" Nakuru asked.

            Eriol turned to her.

            "She did look kawaii tonight," she smiled.

            "How did you know what I was thinking of?"

            "Because, the moment she stepped on stage, your eyes got that twinkle," she said, wiggling her fingers.  "You kept making googly eyes at her all night."

            Embarrassment crossed his face and turned away.  "How obvious was it?"

            Nakuru smiled. "Spinel noticed it too; that's it."

            When he first met Tomoyo six years ago, he noticed she did have looks.  She was a pretty little girl, with soft curls and big amethyst eyes.  Seeing her again, she had grown up.  She still had those same eyes and her silk dark hair contrasting her porcelain skin.  She was a beauty in her own right and Eriol didn't notice it until now.  I mean, she always was a beauty, but tonight, she was divine.  "Was I blind this whole damn time?"

            "Probably," Nakuru grinned.

            "Oh bloody hell..."Eriol sighed. "So, you want to tell me why I can't stop thinking about her?"

            Nakuru giggled, placing a hand on her chest. "Because you never knew how beautiful she could be and it took your breath away!"

            "Yes, but you don't have to put it like that. She's my friend, if anything," Eriol turned and crossed his arms. "You're making it sound as if I'm in love with her."

            Nakuru shrugged, her eyes to the ceiling, and smiled, trying to display an innocent face. "Hm...that'd be something, wouldn't it?"

            "No, no, that's not it. Do you know what she did for me? She...by just being there...herself...it's like...I learned...Oh bother! I can't even explain it!" Eriol flopped beside his guardian.  "I...I want to somehow pay her back."

            "Hm...well, Christmas is coming soon, so buy her a really nice present," Nakuru suggested.

            "I could do that," Eriol declared. "But what do I get her?"

            "I don't know! Something she can appreciate!" Nakuru said. "I don't know all the answers. That's your gift. Oyasumi!" She stood up and headed to the door.

            Eriol flopped on his back. But, problem was that this was one answer he didn't have.

...to be continued =)