Deadly Breakfat
patr 3 of 3
By Shirono
"T...Tomoyo-chan?"
"Tomoyo!"
She jumped. Sonomi was stading at her door. "You're going
to be late for school."
Tomoyo looked around. She had fallen asleep on top of her bedsheets,
still in her white skirt. She looked down at her pillow. The flower
that Eriol had put in her hair the night before had fallen out
onto the pillow.
She picked it up and sighed.
"What if he doesn't like me? What will I do?"
"TOOOOMMMOOOOYOOOOO!"
"Gomen! I'm getting up!!!"
She changed her skirt to a bue one and fastened her blouse, gathered her books and made her way for the door. She stopped suddenly and turned, grabbing the flower. It was blue too, so it matched her dress. She put it in her bag and left for school, while running a brush mindlessly through her hair. Downstairs, she tossed the brush on the couch and hurried out the door.
Walking to school, she thought of how to tell him. She didn't
want to confess anything, she just...well, she didn't even want
to tell him anything, she just wanted to see if he liked her.
Cause a Daidouji wasn't to be embarrassed. She couldn't confess
something and not be sure if she would recieve it back. Thats
why she always kept quiet with Sakura.
"DAMN IT!" she cried.
The whole thing with Sakura went wrong. She had to do it RIGHT this time. She HAD to.
She sat down at her desk, like always, and stared at the flowers. Curiously, she sifted through and read the tags. None were from Eriol. And instead of cutting off the tags and giving them to Sakura, she placed them carefully in her bag. There was a widespread buzz about the class.
Sakura and Syaoran had arrived, and soon, the bell rang. Tomoyo
turned around, but Eriol was not there.
Dammit, she thought, this is gonna be harder than I thought.
With that, she sighed. Since he wasn't here, she took out the flower he had given him last night. It was a purpleish-blue blossom. And it hadn't withered at all, surprisingly. She expected the edges to be dry, or petals to have fallen, but it was in perfect condition, the petals still slightly moist. She held the flower to her lips and inhaled the sweet scent. The smell was exceptionally strong too.
Sakura and Syaoran were whispering to one another, but Tomoyo didn't notice. She was immersed in the beauty of the flower.
She heard something touch her desk, and she shot out of her transe. It was a hand.
It was Eriol's hand. He was standing, looking down on her with
a face of hurt dissaproval, as if to say that he could never accept
her. She dropped the flower.
"Eriol...Eriol....."
He shook his head, and walked past her...
"TOMOYO!" Sakura yelled, as Tomoyo began to cry.
"TOMOYOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"
Tomoyo picked her head up from her desk, suddenly, and stared
at Sakura.
"Tomoyo, class is over! How could you have fallen asleep?? You NEVER fall asleep in class!"
Tomoyo looked, the flower was still in her hand.
"Did Eriol ever show up to class?" She asked quietly.
Sakura looked quizzically back at her. "NO, Tomoyo, he
didn't, why?"
"N..no reason." With that, she picked up her books and
bag and left the classroom.
She walked down the hall, blindly. It was a daydream. He hadn't rejected her yet. She was so BAD at expressing her real feelings that she even failed in her dreams!
Tomoyo sighed, leaning on a wall. Could she really do this?
~~
She lay in bed, staring at the flower. Her mother identified it for her, it was wisteria. She had heard of it before, but didn't recognize it, because, well, this one was so PERFECT. so Vibrant, and still fresh.
She set it down on her vanity, and went to fall asleep.
~~
The next morning, she woke on time. She dressed in a light green
dress. She went to her vanity to brush her hair, and saw the flower.
Why, she thought, was it still so fresh? The petals still tough and moist, the scent still strong.
Then she figured it out.
This had to be, HAD to be a sign. If this flower could perservere exposure for so long, so could her feelings. This was a special flower, and now, she knew just what to do. She just prayed that Eriol came to school today!
~~~
She sat at her desk, like always. She sifted through her flowers,
like always, but today, threw them all out.
Sakura came in, as always, and kissed Syaoran on the forhead,
like always.
(He blushed, like always)
Eriol arrived, like always, and glanced at Tomoyo, who was reading a book, like he always did.
He sat down, like always.
But this is where the always stopped.
He smiled and looked at the large bushell of wisteria that
was on his desk.
She chuckled to himself, and opened the tag attached to it.
It read :
"To Eriol
Love, ---
Look in front of you."
Tomoyo turned around before he could react. She leaned over to him and pushed a lock of hair away from his ear. She placed her very own blue flower behind his ear.
And he...
blushed.
For the first time,
in 16 years.
The end.