1 History Repeats Itself: Chapter Two

-Past-

"Clow-san?" the dark-haired woman next to him asked.

Looking over at his beloved, he threw a grin and replied, "Yes, Kioko- chan?" It's one of those lazy summer days when you just don't want to do anything, which is what they're doing. They spent the afternoon lying in the lavender field, allowing the scent to seep through their skin.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" she asked.

At first, he thought she was just joking, but when he saw the endless depth of her amethyst eyes, his face grew serious. With one of his long, pale fingers, he entwined her hair with his, making a perfect braid. When he was done, he looked and found her staring at him intensely. Looking her straight in the eye, he answered, "You're the most beautiful thing in my life."

A glint of happiness shined in her eyes for a split second, but then left as quickly as it came. "I wish I wasn't," she said softly as she fiddled with the tiny braid. She felt the silky texture of it and ran her fingers down the woven path. She bit her lip a little, making it a deeper shade of pink than usual.

"What is it?" he asked, reaching out to touch her face. He was very concerned for her. Lately, after she'd had her talk with her father, she'd seem a little down. He watched closely as she disentangled their hair from each other. Once again, they laid motionless on their backs and stared at the clear sky.

Quickly, she shook her head and looked up with a bright smile. "It's nothing really… and thank you… for saying I'm beautiful." Before he could comment, she rolled over and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. The next thing Clow knew, she'd gotten up and ran. All he did was stare after her, with his mouth hanging open in awe.



-Present-

"Eriol-kun!" he heard a whisper and felt a kick. Opening his eyes, he found himself staring into the amethyst eyes of Daidouji Tomoyo. "Finally, Hogo-sensei is glaring at you like he's going to kill you!" He tore his gaze away from his girlfriend and stared up at the teacher, who was indeed, glaring at him.

"This is just great…" he murmured as the teacher approached him with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Ah, Hiiragizawa-san, I trust that you're free on Tuesday. Daidouji- san, if I can please borrow your boyfriend for about half an hour after school on Tuesday for detention, I'd be delighted. Also, if you don't mind, I think placing you two next to each other is a mistake. Daidouji-san, please move to the seat in the back," he said quickly. Without any place to say anything, Tomoyo waved to Eriol before moving to her new seat.

"I'll talk to you later," she whispered. Eriol nodded and smiled.

"To your seat, Daidouji-san!" he raised his voice. Seeing that they'd really done it this time, she almost ran to her seat. "Anyway, without further ado, I'd like to introduce a new student. I'd like you all to welcome Michiko Hoshi." With that, a girl with long dark hair and dark blue eyes walked into the classroom. For a split second, it seemed like her eyes had settled on Eriol, making him very uncomfortable. He had to admit, she's a very beautiful girl. She strangely resembled Tomoyo, except with straight hair and different color eyes. Also, her aura differed greatly. Tomoyo's aura was radiant, warm, and loving. Michiko's aura is… exotic, almost dangerous. "Let's see, why don't you sit at the empty seat next to Hiiragizawa. Maybe you can keep him awake."

All the guys in the room already began whispering. "Why does Hiiragizawa always get to sit next to the cute girls? First Daidouji-san, now Michiko-san."

However, in the back was a group of very unhappy people. "Looks like you've got competition, Tomoyo-chan," a girl with glasses said as she observed the new girl closely.

"Naoko-chan, don't be ridiculous. I trust Eriol-kun completely," Tomoyo said

with a chuckle. However, he did seem to be awfully comfortable sitting next to a gorgeous girl like her. 'What am I thinking? Eriol-kun would never do that to me.'

"Well, you can never trust a guy completely. You know, there was this one time when this lady got all her money stolen and the guy dognapped her- " Before Yamazaki could finish, however, a 3 inch thick history book immediately made contact with his head. Recognizing his cue, he shut his mouth quickly.

"I don't trust her. I can feel that she has magic," a quiet, Chinese boy almost growled as he glared at the girl every other guy admired.

"Li-san, let's admit it. It's not easy for you to trust anybody," Rika added in.

With a clearing of the throat, everyone turned their attention to the teacher and an unbelievably boring History class began. During the class, Tomoyo caught herself stealing glimpses at the girl who sat in her old seat. 'Stop it, Tomoyo. It's nothing, don't act like a suspicious wife.'

During lunch, Eriol missed Tomoyo at chorus practice. As he began to have lunch alone, he was approached by his new classmate. "Michiko-san, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Hiiragizawa-san, let's not kid ourselves. We both know we have magic and this mindless charade does get bored really quickly. So, the word is that the reincarnate of the great Clow Reed is having dreams about the past. I bet I can help you with it. You know, my past life was very close to Clow Reed," she said casually as she took a seat next to him.

Immediately alert, Eriol stiffened. "Well, apparently, you have everything all planned out already. Are you going to tell me your plans or do I have to do something in exchange for them?"

"Oh, I don't need anything from you. This profits the both of us. Let me tell you something, that Kioko girl that you had the goo-goo eyes on? That was me," she stated plainly. However, a seductive smile played itself on her face. Speechless, Eriol's mouth hung open. With a swift move of her index finger, Hoshi closed his lower lip. "We're soul mates, Eriol. We'll be together in the end, you'll see." With that, she walked away, leaving a stunned Eriol behind.

Daidouji Tomoyo stared out the window at the large sakura tree in the schoolyard. There he was, sitting there waiting as usual. However, then a familiar black-haired girl came along and sat next to him. A little too close. 'Stop it, Tomoyo, you're just being paranoid.' However, they seemed more intimate with every passing second. Unconsciously, she turned to her nervous habit of clutching her snow-white handkerchief.