*Hi!This is Syaoran no Hime's sister, Kathleen(the writer of Kindness of Tomoyo;Confusion in Eriol's Heart) My sister apologizes for the short chapter, but I think this is the best she could do.**
Zephyr 14:Madness
Tomoyo was starting to get dizzy with his intoxicatingly spicy cologne..or was it his breath? Whatever it was, it was driving her senses already.
"Tomoyo.." She heard him murmur sexily. Her cheeks flushed. Heavens, he was just a few centimeters away and coming closer.
"Tomoyo.." she heard him murmur sexily. Heavens, he was just a few centimeters away and coming closer.
Her heart was racing as she felt his hand tuck a few strands of her stray hair behind her ear. His touch tickled her the way his breath fanning her face did.
Slap him. Push him away. Jump off from the carriage. A million ideas flooded her mind but her heart stubbornly told her to stay put.
She was insane. Oh damn, she was crazy, allowing this married man to do this to her.
Suddenly she felt the ride move. Eriol lost his balance and fell on top of her, lips locked with hers.
An explosion of colors. The feeling of lightheadedness. The swirling twirling whirlpool of emotions she had never ever felt before- not even with Sakura. Her heart was spinning wildly out of control like a Merry go round as she drowned willingly in his powerfully fierce, passionate kiss.
Their intimate moment ended when she felt the ride ascend once again. She hardly felt its descent!
They were bothy gasping for breath, both staring at each other in daze, both speechless.
Was the kiss a dream? A hallucination? A moment of utter madness?
Eriol wanted to make sure it was not. He kissed her again, slowly, sweetly, gently. He was taking his time. He felt forever was in his hands.
This was his first kiss. He had never kissed anyone yet in his entire life- not even Kaho. He was too in love with Tomoyo. God, no one could ever compare to his first love, Tomoyo Daidouji, who unknowingly owned his heart, his soul..his everything.
Tomoyo, on the other hand, felt the pure sincerity and reverence for her of his kiss. She suddenly wanted to cry out for joy.
Before they knew it, the ride was over, and the spell was broken. As the carriage was opened, they both stood up quickly, jumping away from each other. Both of them were blushing furiously.
"Eriol.."
"Tomoyo.."
Everything wasn't the same as before. A fragile mirror of platonic friendship shattered into a thousand pieces of incomprehensible little fragments of emotions refused to be acknowledged.
These scarred Tomoyo's heart. She didn't want to feel something deeper than warm companionship for him. She didn't want to get hurt by the double-edged sword of love again. She had barely recovered from the heartache with Sakura and here she was, putting her heart on the line once more.
Worse, she was falling for a man who scoffs at love. A bitter prisoner of the past. Someone whose heart was as cold as his blue eyes.
She was crazy for feeling this.
"Tomoyo?"
She blinked. She didn't realize that they were in his car already on the way home.
"Tomoyo, please speak to me. If you hated what I did, slap me. Scream at me. Just don't give me this silent treatment!" he begged.
"W-What do you want me to say?" she asked in despair.
Eriol parked the car by the curb and looked at her in confusion. "Honestly, I don't care. I just want us to talk again."
"Let's just go home. I'm beat," she said.
"Tomoyo,listen-"
"No, I'm tired," she said. but Eriol was determined to speak his mind out.
"Tomoyo, I love you," he whispered.
She gaped at him in shock.
**to be continued**
Zephyr 14:Madness
Tomoyo was starting to get dizzy with his intoxicatingly spicy cologne..or was it his breath? Whatever it was, it was driving her senses already.
"Tomoyo.." She heard him murmur sexily. Her cheeks flushed. Heavens, he was just a few centimeters away and coming closer.
"Tomoyo.." she heard him murmur sexily. Heavens, he was just a few centimeters away and coming closer.
Her heart was racing as she felt his hand tuck a few strands of her stray hair behind her ear. His touch tickled her the way his breath fanning her face did.
Slap him. Push him away. Jump off from the carriage. A million ideas flooded her mind but her heart stubbornly told her to stay put.
She was insane. Oh damn, she was crazy, allowing this married man to do this to her.
Suddenly she felt the ride move. Eriol lost his balance and fell on top of her, lips locked with hers.
An explosion of colors. The feeling of lightheadedness. The swirling twirling whirlpool of emotions she had never ever felt before- not even with Sakura. Her heart was spinning wildly out of control like a Merry go round as she drowned willingly in his powerfully fierce, passionate kiss.
Their intimate moment ended when she felt the ride ascend once again. She hardly felt its descent!
They were bothy gasping for breath, both staring at each other in daze, both speechless.
Was the kiss a dream? A hallucination? A moment of utter madness?
Eriol wanted to make sure it was not. He kissed her again, slowly, sweetly, gently. He was taking his time. He felt forever was in his hands.
This was his first kiss. He had never kissed anyone yet in his entire life- not even Kaho. He was too in love with Tomoyo. God, no one could ever compare to his first love, Tomoyo Daidouji, who unknowingly owned his heart, his soul..his everything.
Tomoyo, on the other hand, felt the pure sincerity and reverence for her of his kiss. She suddenly wanted to cry out for joy.
Before they knew it, the ride was over, and the spell was broken. As the carriage was opened, they both stood up quickly, jumping away from each other. Both of them were blushing furiously.
"Eriol.."
"Tomoyo.."
Everything wasn't the same as before. A fragile mirror of platonic friendship shattered into a thousand pieces of incomprehensible little fragments of emotions refused to be acknowledged.
These scarred Tomoyo's heart. She didn't want to feel something deeper than warm companionship for him. She didn't want to get hurt by the double-edged sword of love again. She had barely recovered from the heartache with Sakura and here she was, putting her heart on the line once more.
Worse, she was falling for a man who scoffs at love. A bitter prisoner of the past. Someone whose heart was as cold as his blue eyes.
She was crazy for feeling this.
"Tomoyo?"
She blinked. She didn't realize that they were in his car already on the way home.
"Tomoyo, please speak to me. If you hated what I did, slap me. Scream at me. Just don't give me this silent treatment!" he begged.
"W-What do you want me to say?" she asked in despair.
Eriol parked the car by the curb and looked at her in confusion. "Honestly, I don't care. I just want us to talk again."
"Let's just go home. I'm beat," she said.
"Tomoyo,listen-"
"No, I'm tired," she said. but Eriol was determined to speak his mind out.
"Tomoyo, I love you," he whispered.
She gaped at him in shock.
**to be continued**
