Veils 8
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"Dammit!" Eriol groped for comprehensible words to fill the heavy silence in the living room.
His head was throbbing,and his heart...
Oh damn!Damn it!Damn it!
He watched as Tomoyo touched her trembling, slightly moist lips - the very same lips which he shared blazing passion with a while ago - and he wanted to hit himself. He felt like he molested a child. For pete's sake, he just kissed his Kiddo!
She was about to get up and flee when he stopped her.
"What did you just make me do?" he asked."Why?
Her mauve eyes shifted away from his piercing azure ones. "I just wanted to feel what Sakura feels when Li kisses her, that's all," she lied.
He exhaled sharply. "And what do you think am I, a guinea pig for your fantasies? Damn it,Tomoyo! I thought you respect me like your elder brother!"
She looked down wordlessly.
"Dearest Kiddo, let me compliment you anyway. You weren't lousy for a first-timer. Tell you what, you can call me up anytime and it will be my ultimate pleasure to teach you more," he said sarcastically. "Do you want me to go now or do you want to have one more session?"
She bit her trying-hard-not-to-cry mouth and blinked back her tears of humiliation. "Y-You may go home now. T-Take..take care on your way home.R-Remember,you still don't have a driving license yet. And..and.." Her words trailed off. A lump was forming in her throat already,and if she dare utter one more word, she might break down into tears. She forced a smile and kissed his cheek, just like she always does when saying goodbye.
Eriol touched his cheek, speechless.
"B-Bye!" She ran into her room and shut the door.
Eriol could not understand the sudden heaviness in his heart and the excruciating pain that was tearing his soul apart.
Since fifth grade, he vowed to protect Tomoyo from all kinds of pain, may it be physical or emotional. He remembered using both his magical skills as Clow Reed and a little fist skill just to guard her from the bullies she often fought with, as well as her classmates who harshly criticized the radical change of her behavior after Sakura left in sixth grade to follow her beloved Hongkong lad.
Even when the girl returned when they were in sophomore high, no one had ever taken his place in Tomoyo's heart as her guardian, her closest confidante, her knight in shining armor, her teacher, her earth angel, her slave..
..her best friend.
But he wasn't able to protect Tomoyo when she needed him most because he himself caused her sorrow and pain. He hurt her.
And for some reason, the pain he inflicted on her felt ten times more painful to him.
"Look,Tomoyo. You made it pretty clear to me two weeks ago that you don't want me to escort you in the prom. I already asked Naoko out!" Miruyuki told her helplessly.
They were in Tomoyo's mansion the day before the much-anticipated school prom. She was begging him to be her date after she assumed that Eriol's no-show in the mansion for 14 days meant he was going to back out already. She wasn't surprised at all. For all she knew, he was afraid that she'll rape him right inside the car on the way to the party.
"But if you want, I can break it," he said quickly.
"No need," a cool male voice said from behind. Both turned around and saw Eriol Hiragizawa standing in front of the door, arms crossed over his chest smugly. "I will take her to the prom," he gestured to the door.
The boy gulped and left after a barely audible goodbye to the girl.
Eriol sat down the sofa across the clearly nervous Tomoyo. "Long time no see," he said, poker-faced.
She suddenly felt thirsty. She reached for her drink, but most of it ended on her lap.
"Rattled nerves?" he remarked.
She stood up."I'll just change."
He stood up too. "I just dropped by to confirm the time I will pick you up, which will be six in the morning. Where's that resort again?"
She felt like she lost her tounge.
"Ok, I'll just ask Ms.Mizuki," he said.
Her heart wrenched upon hearing the woman's name.
He was about to exit the house when he turned to her again. "Oh by the way, why were you changing your escort in the last minute?"
"I-I thought you were going to back out after what happened." There,she brought the issue up, finally.
He paused. "Tell me, Tomoyo. Did I already break even one of my promises to you?"
"Y-You promised to call me 'Kiddo' forever since I won't grow up. You will only cease calling me that when I get married," she said.
Silence.
"And do you really think you still deserve that petname?" he asked coldly.
"N-No, Big bro," she whispered, her voice tight.
"Stop calling me that!" he snapped.
She looked up, eyes trembling. She opened her mouth to speak.
What a big mistake! As soon as she did, a cry came out from her, and tears raced down her cheeks.
Eriol suddenly looked guilty. "T-Tomoyo.."
"G-Gomen, I didn't mean to act like a baby in front of you," she quickly wiped her tears away and forced a bright smile on her face. "I'm sorry."
He was about to talk when she snapped her fingers. Immediately, a maid came.
"Get Mr.Hiragizawa a glass of chilled soda pop and anything he wants," she said politely.
He looked away. "No, don't bother, I'm in a hurry. I'll see you tomorrow."
She nodded. "Tomorrow."
The word sounded like a death sentence.
To be continued...
******
"Dammit!" Eriol groped for comprehensible words to fill the heavy silence in the living room.
His head was throbbing,and his heart...
Oh damn!Damn it!Damn it!
He watched as Tomoyo touched her trembling, slightly moist lips - the very same lips which he shared blazing passion with a while ago - and he wanted to hit himself. He felt like he molested a child. For pete's sake, he just kissed his Kiddo!
She was about to get up and flee when he stopped her.
"What did you just make me do?" he asked."Why?
Her mauve eyes shifted away from his piercing azure ones. "I just wanted to feel what Sakura feels when Li kisses her, that's all," she lied.
He exhaled sharply. "And what do you think am I, a guinea pig for your fantasies? Damn it,Tomoyo! I thought you respect me like your elder brother!"
She looked down wordlessly.
"Dearest Kiddo, let me compliment you anyway. You weren't lousy for a first-timer. Tell you what, you can call me up anytime and it will be my ultimate pleasure to teach you more," he said sarcastically. "Do you want me to go now or do you want to have one more session?"
She bit her trying-hard-not-to-cry mouth and blinked back her tears of humiliation. "Y-You may go home now. T-Take..take care on your way home.R-Remember,you still don't have a driving license yet. And..and.." Her words trailed off. A lump was forming in her throat already,and if she dare utter one more word, she might break down into tears. She forced a smile and kissed his cheek, just like she always does when saying goodbye.
Eriol touched his cheek, speechless.
"B-Bye!" She ran into her room and shut the door.
Eriol could not understand the sudden heaviness in his heart and the excruciating pain that was tearing his soul apart.
Since fifth grade, he vowed to protect Tomoyo from all kinds of pain, may it be physical or emotional. He remembered using both his magical skills as Clow Reed and a little fist skill just to guard her from the bullies she often fought with, as well as her classmates who harshly criticized the radical change of her behavior after Sakura left in sixth grade to follow her beloved Hongkong lad.
Even when the girl returned when they were in sophomore high, no one had ever taken his place in Tomoyo's heart as her guardian, her closest confidante, her knight in shining armor, her teacher, her earth angel, her slave..
..her best friend.
But he wasn't able to protect Tomoyo when she needed him most because he himself caused her sorrow and pain. He hurt her.
And for some reason, the pain he inflicted on her felt ten times more painful to him.
"Look,Tomoyo. You made it pretty clear to me two weeks ago that you don't want me to escort you in the prom. I already asked Naoko out!" Miruyuki told her helplessly.
They were in Tomoyo's mansion the day before the much-anticipated school prom. She was begging him to be her date after she assumed that Eriol's no-show in the mansion for 14 days meant he was going to back out already. She wasn't surprised at all. For all she knew, he was afraid that she'll rape him right inside the car on the way to the party.
"But if you want, I can break it," he said quickly.
"No need," a cool male voice said from behind. Both turned around and saw Eriol Hiragizawa standing in front of the door, arms crossed over his chest smugly. "I will take her to the prom," he gestured to the door.
The boy gulped and left after a barely audible goodbye to the girl.
Eriol sat down the sofa across the clearly nervous Tomoyo. "Long time no see," he said, poker-faced.
She suddenly felt thirsty. She reached for her drink, but most of it ended on her lap.
"Rattled nerves?" he remarked.
She stood up."I'll just change."
He stood up too. "I just dropped by to confirm the time I will pick you up, which will be six in the morning. Where's that resort again?"
She felt like she lost her tounge.
"Ok, I'll just ask Ms.Mizuki," he said.
Her heart wrenched upon hearing the woman's name.
He was about to exit the house when he turned to her again. "Oh by the way, why were you changing your escort in the last minute?"
"I-I thought you were going to back out after what happened." There,she brought the issue up, finally.
He paused. "Tell me, Tomoyo. Did I already break even one of my promises to you?"
"Y-You promised to call me 'Kiddo' forever since I won't grow up. You will only cease calling me that when I get married," she said.
Silence.
"And do you really think you still deserve that petname?" he asked coldly.
"N-No, Big bro," she whispered, her voice tight.
"Stop calling me that!" he snapped.
She looked up, eyes trembling. She opened her mouth to speak.
What a big mistake! As soon as she did, a cry came out from her, and tears raced down her cheeks.
Eriol suddenly looked guilty. "T-Tomoyo.."
"G-Gomen, I didn't mean to act like a baby in front of you," she quickly wiped her tears away and forced a bright smile on her face. "I'm sorry."
He was about to talk when she snapped her fingers. Immediately, a maid came.
"Get Mr.Hiragizawa a glass of chilled soda pop and anything he wants," she said politely.
He looked away. "No, don't bother, I'm in a hurry. I'll see you tomorrow."
She nodded. "Tomorrow."
The word sounded like a death sentence.
To be continued...