Forever in your eyes
Chapter 15
Author's jibberish: I really shouldn't be uploading so many chapters at once. Hmm...should I slow down?
Eriol stormed through the Daidouji front door. "Tomoyo, I have to talk with you. Tomoyo?" He looked through the rooms of the first floor, searching for her.
"New York?" her voice asked.
"Or Florida," a male voice added. "I found some great condos we can live in that are near the hospitals. The Daidouji Toys have offices in both areas."
She sighed.
"Tomoyo-san, we need to have you taken care of. America is the best place for that right now."
Tomoyo ran her hand over the housing plans and hospital documents that were scattered on the dining table. She looked up and saw Eriol standing in the doorway. "Eriol..."
The man standing beside her looked up too. He was tall, with a tan complexion and light brown hair. By his looks, Eriol guessed the young man was ½ japanese, ½ hawaiian and about 2-3 years older than him. The man was sharply dressed in a gray suit.
Tomoyo looked at the man, then at Eriol. "Eriol, this is Shun Satoru...my fiancé. Satoru-kun, this is Hiiragizawa Eriol...a friend."
"Yoroshiku," Satoru held out his hand.
Eriol shook it. "Hai." So this was the guy Eriol wanted to strap into a guillotine...
A maid came in. "Tomoyo-sama, breakfast is ready."
Tomoyo piled up the papers. "Arigato."
"Would you stay for breakfast, Hiiragizawa?" Satoru invited.
Tomoyo and Eriol exchanged looks. "Uh..." Eriol stuttered.
"How about it? I would love to talk to one of Tomoyo-san's friends."
Eriol's shoulders sank. He knew he was going to regret this.
While Tomoyo was upstairs, freshening up, Satoru and Eriol sat in the other dining table, closer to the living room. Stacks of pancakes were served to them, with eggs and sausages for sides.
"So you're the one from the talent show, right?"
"How'd you know?"
"Tomoyo-san was watching the video tape," Satoru cut a bit of his pancakes.
"Oh," Eriol nodded. He put a small portion of scrambled eggs in his mouth.
"How long have you known her?"
"I was a transfer student in the 5th grade. I only stayed for a semester," Eriol answered. "I came back this fall for my last year of high school."
"Ah, so you're Tomoyo-san's age?"
Eriol nodded. "How did you meet Tomoyo?"
Satoru finished the sausage in his mouth. "I met her in the spring of last year. It was at a company party. I proposed to her in late summer." He smiled. "She'll be a beautiful bride."
Eriol slowly nodded. His eyes were on his plate. His appetite was never there and he didn't force the inevitable. He stood. "I just remembered something I must attend to immediately. Please give my regards to Tomoyo. It was very nice to meet you." He quickly headed to the door. He felt like vomiting right there on Satoru's clean-pressed suit.
Eriol sat in his car. He had every intention to slam on his horn, back up into the man's jaguar and drive away, laughing madly. Knowing that would solve nothing, he disregarded it. Plus, when Tomoyo told him about Shun Satoru, she had a look in her eyes that Eriol dreaded. She seemed to revere her fiancé as good, maybe even noble. Damn her beautiful eyes, damn Shun Satoru and damn this world. Eriol started the car and headed home.
Meanwhile, someone from an upstairs window watched as Eriol's car left. Her mauve eyes turned away. She quietly made her way downstairs and into the dining room. "Where's Eriol?"
"Oh, he had to leave quickly," Satoru answered. "You must eat, Tomoyo-san, so you can keep your strength."
She nodded and sat beside him
"Have you told him, Tomoyo-san?"
She shook her head.
"I was about to refer to it. It's a good thing I didn't," Satoru said. He looked up and noticed she sat still, staring at her food. "Tomoyo-san, you really should eat."
She nodded but she had no appetite.
...to be continued =)