DISCLAIMER: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, CLAMP does.
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Fanny chan: …thank you for the amazing reviews. I hope u enjoy this chapter… the ratings started going down… but that's okay =^_^=
Tomoyo: This story is not really good… she is having writers' block after all…
Chibi fanny: She needs to be cured… fast and soon! And I think she is getting better already =^_^= Though the story is still a little confusing…
Fanny chan: Yup, I agree with chibi… I'm sure the story will be clearer by the end of the five-chapter prolouge =^_^=
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Summary of this story: ExT as usual… Hope you enjoy. There was love, but after their marriage, will things take a turn for the better… or the worst… This is something like a prolouge for the sequel but is still a story itself. =^_^=
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Unable
By Fanny chan
Lost… then found
Tomoyo's POV
I had woken up early today. There was still thirty minutes to spare before Eriol comes in with my usual breakfast. I ambled out to my balcony overlooking the garden. The fragrant garden was filled with plum blossoms, cherry blossoms, peonies, daisies and much much more. Yet, everytime I admire this beauty, I'd be drawn towards a small clump of bushes located on the far end of this vast plot of land.
Dashes of blue decorated it but I yet to discovered what kind of plant this is. However, I have no wish to enter this particular garden to find out. The reason? This garden belongs and is managed by Eriol Hiragizawa, my one and only husband, the one I can never forgive. I couldn't risk bumping into him there. He might get the wrong idea…
End of Tomoyo's POV
"Tomoyo… Tomoyo! Come… come to us…" A faint voice startled Tomoyo. She looked around frantically. Eriol had not arrived and no one was in sight. The soft sound came again and finally, Tomoyo pinpointed the location- the garden.
Temptation was simply too alluring. Padding down the stairway, she walked towards a small, almost hidden door. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and gave it a push, hands trembling.
Tumbling inside, wide amethyst changed from the dull hue to bright eyes sparkling in delight. She was in a mixture of feelings.
This was the first time she had ever felt so excited, so happy. It was like all worries and grudges had disappeared with a wave of a hand. She ran around, dancing, dipping, twirling and whirling. It was like nobody else matters, like everyone had just disappeared. All that was left was herself and the sweet-smelling flowers.
Twirling, Tomoyo did a perfect split just before the blue flowers. Her bright smile dimmed a little, picking the delicated stem, careful to avoid the thorns.
She played with the sky blue petals. It was a rose, a blue rose, very uncommon nowadays.
All of a sudden, she doubled over, feeling the sickening urge to throw up. Stumbling, she staggered through the secret door, up the stairs and into the bathroom…
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Sickly, Tomoyo stared at herself in the large bathroom mirror, realizing how ghostly pale she had become. Turning on the tap, she washed away the mess she had created. She then entered her room and started making herself presentable.
Few minutes later, a soft knock was sounded. As usual, Eriol entered, wary eyes scanning the room yet somehow, they softened on landing on Tomoyo. She was sitting elegantly, facing her dressing table. A brush lay by her right arm. Obviously, she was about to comb her hair.
Darting forward, Eriol grabbed the brush from one fluid movement. A surprised Tomoyo stared at his reflection through the mirror, eyes producing misery, disbelief, shock, surprise, anger… and love…
Eriol had not noticed these emotions though as his head was bent down while he dilligently swept through Tomoyo's silky magenta hair, untangling the knots as well as the wiry gates guarding her heart. A strange light came to Tomoyo's eyes but disappeared as soon as it appeared.
Eriol left moments later, eyes closed, a soft smile on his lips.
Closing the door, he leaned his forehead on the hard plywood.
She doesn't hate me anymore… finally…
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But does this mean she had forgiven him…?
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~Completed on: 2nd August 2002~