Caged Hearts
By like a falling star
You're kidding. Was the first thought that came to Tomoyo's mind. This is not happening!!!
This has gotta be some kinda bad joke. Eriol thought, shaking his head slowly. A big, bad, completely not-funny joke.
"Whoopee!" Nakuru shrieked with joy. "I'm gonna have a sister! And a mother!"
Sonomi smiled. Then she turned to Tomoyo, concern etched in her face. "What is it, honey? Are you okay?"
Okay? Okay!?! Of course I'm not okay! Tomoyo wanted to scream. You getting married means that I'm gonna be living with a nightmare! Specifically-- Hiiragizawa the Jerk!
Instead, she smiled sweetly at her mother. "I'm okay, mother. Just a little- - unprepared. I'm so glad that you're getting married." She lied. She would not ruin her mother's happiness by being selfish.
My life is over…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"We're moving." Sonomi announced, dropping into the seat next to Tomoyo.
Tomoyo blinked and looked up. "Uh-- what?!"
Sonomi reached over and switched off the television. "Tanaka and I found this darling place not too far from here. It's absolutely gorgeous, sweetie. You'll love it!" she said excitedly.
Sure I'll love it. As long as Hiiragizawa isn't in it! Tomoyo thought bitterly. "So, when are we moving?"
"Hmm." Sonomi thought as she drummed her fingers lazily on the arm rest. "I should think… a week from Monday."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So that's it?! No wedding!?" Eriol exploded. He was usually a relatively calm person, but this was going too far. He couldn't help it.
"Yeah, we decided that a honeymoon would be enough. You know-- a small ceremony to exchange wedding vows, then off we go to Europe." Tanaka said, completely oblivious to his "son's" distress.
"That's so romantic!" Nakuru gushed, clasping her hands together.
"You're saying that Daidouji and Nakuru and I will be alone in the house for three whole weeks!?!"
"Mansion, actually." Tanaka corrected. He smiled lightheartedly. "As the man of the house, you gotta take care of the girls, Eriol."
"Take care of Tomoyo," Nakuru corrected. "Because by then I'll be off at college! Dorm rules!"
Eriol felt his world crumbling bit by bit into millions of tiny pieces. Not another bombshell. First they said that they would be getting married. Then he found out that they would have to move into another mansion to live together with the Daidoujis. Next Tanaka told him that there was no wedding, which meant that 'Miss Priss' would be living next door to him very soon, giving him about a week or so of freedom left.
And now that Nakuru was moving off to college, he'd have absolutely no company! Just he and Daidouji, Daidouji and he. That was it. Eriol sighed. He might as well be living in a prison cell.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Stop laughing." Eriol said, annoyed.
Syaoran stopped for a while, took a few deep breaths, and then guffawed even louder.
Eriol frowned. "Which part of 'this isn't a laughing matter' don't you understand?"
Syaoran stopped his laughter, but snorted when he saw the look of anguish on Eriol's face. "Chill, man. I'm listening, all right?"
Eriol began pacing around Syaoran's room. "It's Daidouji! Daidouji!" he shouted the name for emphasis. "I mean, any other girl, I don't mind. But we're talking Miss Prissy Perfect here!"
Syaoran nodded. "I get your point. This is serious."
"So?"
"So what?" Syaoran asked.
"So what's your solution here!? I need help, big-time!" Eriol exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair. "I mean, one moment we're arch-rivals number one, and next she's gonna be living in my house! Eating at the same table! Using the same bathroom!"
"I see what you mean." Syaoran said. "I mean, you might actually walk in on her naked!" he teased.
Eriol's eyes bulged out. He looked horrified. Horrified and scandalised. His mouth opened and closed, unable to speak a word.
Syaoran burst out laughing, and slapped him on the back. "I was just kidding, bud. Don't take it seriously! But I think that this is gonna help you and Daidouji."
Eriol raised his eyebrows curiously. "Huh? Help us what?"
"Help you get together, of course!" Syaoran grinned. "Imagine living with your girlfriend 24/7!"
Eriol sighed in frustration. Not again…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sakura glanced over at Tomoyo. "How much did you get?" she whispered.
Tomoyo held up her math paper, smiling. On it was a big, red 100. A perfect score, as always.
The bell rang for lunch. The teacher stood up from her seat and dismissed the class. Students stood up, their chairs screeching against the cement floor in their rush to get out of the classroom.
But Tomoyo was an exception. She was a girl on a mission.
"Tomoyo, aren't you coming?" Sakura asked, as Rika, Naoko and Chiharu paused at the door to wait for them.
Tomoyo just smiled at her and shook her head. "I've got something on. See you guys later."
With a confused smile, Sakura waved at her and left.
Eriol was busy scribbling on a piece of paper. As Tomoyo watched, he neatly placed the piece of paper in his binder and stood up to leave.
Not so soon. Tomoyo thought. "Hiiragizawa," she said.
Eriol looked up and smiled icily. "Daidouji." He replied. "Not having lunch? Are you on a diet? Cos you sure look like you need one." Of course he didn't mean it. As much as Eriol hated to admit, Daidouji had the best body of anyone he knew. But, probably more out of habit than anything else, he had to be mean to her.
"Of course not, Hiiragizawa. I don't need a diet any more than you do." She said, looking directly at him. "I want to talk to you."
Eriol glanced up. If he was surprised, he didn't show it. "Well, then-- speak."
Tomoyo looked at him, frowning. How did he manage to stay so calm and collected under her fixed gaze? Most guys would buckle underneath the intimidation. Of course, this was Hiiragizawa, after all. She had to admire him for this one thing. But that was all it was-- admiration.
"Hiiragizawa-- the fact that we're gonna be living in the same house doesn't mean anything. Nothing's gonna change."
Eriol nodded. "Of course. You're still my arch-rival number one. Just because we happen to live in the same house doesn't mean that I'm gonna give in to you or anything."
Tomoyo raised her chin in approval. "Likewise, Hiiragizawa." She stalked towards the door of the classroom, then turned back to face him. "We're still enemies. Rivals. All that isn't going to change."
Eriol nodded, but oddly, he felt a little disappointed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
By like a falling star
You're kidding. Was the first thought that came to Tomoyo's mind. This is not happening!!!
This has gotta be some kinda bad joke. Eriol thought, shaking his head slowly. A big, bad, completely not-funny joke.
"Whoopee!" Nakuru shrieked with joy. "I'm gonna have a sister! And a mother!"
Sonomi smiled. Then she turned to Tomoyo, concern etched in her face. "What is it, honey? Are you okay?"
Okay? Okay!?! Of course I'm not okay! Tomoyo wanted to scream. You getting married means that I'm gonna be living with a nightmare! Specifically-- Hiiragizawa the Jerk!
Instead, she smiled sweetly at her mother. "I'm okay, mother. Just a little- - unprepared. I'm so glad that you're getting married." She lied. She would not ruin her mother's happiness by being selfish.
My life is over…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"We're moving." Sonomi announced, dropping into the seat next to Tomoyo.
Tomoyo blinked and looked up. "Uh-- what?!"
Sonomi reached over and switched off the television. "Tanaka and I found this darling place not too far from here. It's absolutely gorgeous, sweetie. You'll love it!" she said excitedly.
Sure I'll love it. As long as Hiiragizawa isn't in it! Tomoyo thought bitterly. "So, when are we moving?"
"Hmm." Sonomi thought as she drummed her fingers lazily on the arm rest. "I should think… a week from Monday."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So that's it?! No wedding!?" Eriol exploded. He was usually a relatively calm person, but this was going too far. He couldn't help it.
"Yeah, we decided that a honeymoon would be enough. You know-- a small ceremony to exchange wedding vows, then off we go to Europe." Tanaka said, completely oblivious to his "son's" distress.
"That's so romantic!" Nakuru gushed, clasping her hands together.
"You're saying that Daidouji and Nakuru and I will be alone in the house for three whole weeks!?!"
"Mansion, actually." Tanaka corrected. He smiled lightheartedly. "As the man of the house, you gotta take care of the girls, Eriol."
"Take care of Tomoyo," Nakuru corrected. "Because by then I'll be off at college! Dorm rules!"
Eriol felt his world crumbling bit by bit into millions of tiny pieces. Not another bombshell. First they said that they would be getting married. Then he found out that they would have to move into another mansion to live together with the Daidoujis. Next Tanaka told him that there was no wedding, which meant that 'Miss Priss' would be living next door to him very soon, giving him about a week or so of freedom left.
And now that Nakuru was moving off to college, he'd have absolutely no company! Just he and Daidouji, Daidouji and he. That was it. Eriol sighed. He might as well be living in a prison cell.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Stop laughing." Eriol said, annoyed.
Syaoran stopped for a while, took a few deep breaths, and then guffawed even louder.
Eriol frowned. "Which part of 'this isn't a laughing matter' don't you understand?"
Syaoran stopped his laughter, but snorted when he saw the look of anguish on Eriol's face. "Chill, man. I'm listening, all right?"
Eriol began pacing around Syaoran's room. "It's Daidouji! Daidouji!" he shouted the name for emphasis. "I mean, any other girl, I don't mind. But we're talking Miss Prissy Perfect here!"
Syaoran nodded. "I get your point. This is serious."
"So?"
"So what?" Syaoran asked.
"So what's your solution here!? I need help, big-time!" Eriol exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair. "I mean, one moment we're arch-rivals number one, and next she's gonna be living in my house! Eating at the same table! Using the same bathroom!"
"I see what you mean." Syaoran said. "I mean, you might actually walk in on her naked!" he teased.
Eriol's eyes bulged out. He looked horrified. Horrified and scandalised. His mouth opened and closed, unable to speak a word.
Syaoran burst out laughing, and slapped him on the back. "I was just kidding, bud. Don't take it seriously! But I think that this is gonna help you and Daidouji."
Eriol raised his eyebrows curiously. "Huh? Help us what?"
"Help you get together, of course!" Syaoran grinned. "Imagine living with your girlfriend 24/7!"
Eriol sighed in frustration. Not again…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sakura glanced over at Tomoyo. "How much did you get?" she whispered.
Tomoyo held up her math paper, smiling. On it was a big, red 100. A perfect score, as always.
The bell rang for lunch. The teacher stood up from her seat and dismissed the class. Students stood up, their chairs screeching against the cement floor in their rush to get out of the classroom.
But Tomoyo was an exception. She was a girl on a mission.
"Tomoyo, aren't you coming?" Sakura asked, as Rika, Naoko and Chiharu paused at the door to wait for them.
Tomoyo just smiled at her and shook her head. "I've got something on. See you guys later."
With a confused smile, Sakura waved at her and left.
Eriol was busy scribbling on a piece of paper. As Tomoyo watched, he neatly placed the piece of paper in his binder and stood up to leave.
Not so soon. Tomoyo thought. "Hiiragizawa," she said.
Eriol looked up and smiled icily. "Daidouji." He replied. "Not having lunch? Are you on a diet? Cos you sure look like you need one." Of course he didn't mean it. As much as Eriol hated to admit, Daidouji had the best body of anyone he knew. But, probably more out of habit than anything else, he had to be mean to her.
"Of course not, Hiiragizawa. I don't need a diet any more than you do." She said, looking directly at him. "I want to talk to you."
Eriol glanced up. If he was surprised, he didn't show it. "Well, then-- speak."
Tomoyo looked at him, frowning. How did he manage to stay so calm and collected under her fixed gaze? Most guys would buckle underneath the intimidation. Of course, this was Hiiragizawa, after all. She had to admire him for this one thing. But that was all it was-- admiration.
"Hiiragizawa-- the fact that we're gonna be living in the same house doesn't mean anything. Nothing's gonna change."
Eriol nodded. "Of course. You're still my arch-rival number one. Just because we happen to live in the same house doesn't mean that I'm gonna give in to you or anything."
Tomoyo raised her chin in approval. "Likewise, Hiiragizawa." She stalked towards the door of the classroom, then turned back to face him. "We're still enemies. Rivals. All that isn't going to change."
Eriol nodded, but oddly, he felt a little disappointed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
