DISCLAIMER: CCS isn't and never will be mine T.T why must people always rub it in??
ME: Hiya everyone! ^.^
*dodges a bunch of knives* AHH! ~.~' ok, ok, I KNOW that you all want to kill me for leaving this fic halfway done for so long! *cringes*
KERO: Well that's what you get for being lazy DFS! ^.^ *sticks out tongue*
ME: Quiet Kero! *bashes him with a pillow* ^.^ heh... on with the fic!!!!
KERO: 0.o
ME: warning, fluffy goodness ahead! (for those people who insist on reading romance fics and then get annoyed when the characters actually hug or something *lol*)
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"I dare you to....."
Tomoyo paused for effect, her eyes shining mischievously from under long lashes. Yes, this was perfect. Something that Eriol would NEVER agree to do. Never. This game was as good as hers, and the nervous expression on her handsome friend's face was making it even better.
"..... draw a big smiley face with permanent marker on your chest!"
Eriol blanked, his eyes first registering a look of surprise, then horror as he glanced down at his bare chest. A smiley face? In PERMANENT marker? He looked up at Tomoyo quickly to see if she was kidding, but all he got was a triumphant grin as she wagged a marker in his face, which had been sitting on the desk. Eriol combed a hand through his bluish-black hair, letting out an aggravated sigh. Damn her.
"Alright then," Eriol said, forcing his face into his regular grin. "But you'll have to draw it!"
Tomoyo's eyebrows shot up in shock. He was actually going to do it?! He was more competitive then she thought! But despite losing that turn, Tomoyo couldn't help giggling as she grabbed up the marker and went to work drawing a big smiley on his skin. First the left eye, then the right eye..... and then the huge smile.....
Eriol sat perfectly still as he watched the girl in front of him, dressed in his clothes, drawing a picture on his chest. The marker smelled bad, and the feel of the marker on his skin tickled him, but he didn't notice either. That was because the girl in front of him had one warm arm pressed against his leg and the other trailing slightly against his chest as she drew. He could actually feel the warmth of her breath against him, and he watched as her pretty face slowly formed a frown from trying to draw a perfect smiley face. When she was done she looked up, grinning evilly.
"All done Mr. Smiles!" She laughed, jumping back into her seat. Deep down inside her heart was pounding wildly, remembering the feel of his skin, the muscles hardening and softening as he breathed in and out. She wondered what it would be like to lean her head against that chest.... to feel and hear his slow calm heartbeat. For Eriol to wrap his arms around her and-
'Stop Tomoyo, BAD!' Tomoyo commanded herself, as if she were commanding a dog. 'He's in love with someone else, remember? He told you earlier! He said he was in love with someone.....'
'But what if that someone else was you?' A tiny voice in the back of her mind asked, making her shiver.
'It's not,' She told herself firmly, clenching her teeth, 'That's why you couldn't tell him before that you were in love with someone too.... cause then he might have guessed you were talking about him! Just stop, Tomoyo, now!'
'But......' The little voice in the back of her mind began, but stopped when Eriol finally started to speak from across the table, still staring down at his chest.
"Very well done Daidouji," he stated sarcastically, frowning at the black ink on his skin. Tomoyo giggled, her eyes flashing evilly.
"You're very welcome Eriol. Now it's your turn."
"Truth or Dare?" he asked grumpily, casting a brooding eye towards the storm outside.
"Dare," she answered after a slight pause, realizing that she had already done three Truths' in a row. Eriol turned to her and narrowed his eyes challengingly.
"I dare you to wash all of this off my chest!"
Tomoyo felt her lips twitch slightly as she glanced at the smiley on his chest, then hide a large grin behind her hand as she continued to stare. Finally she started to laugh, ignoring Eriol's evil death glare.
Still giggling helplessly, Tomoyo got up and headed out the door of the office, only to return minutes later with a small dishtowel covered in hot water and soap. Quickly, before the marker could dry too much, she began to scrub the ink off his skin. Surprisingly, it began to wash off with the hot water and soap.
Eriol gritted his teeth as she scrubbed hard against his chest, keeping his eyes on her face. Her pretty purple eyes stared only at the job in front of her as she worked, ignoring him completely. Her face was starting to flush red with the exertion and all Eriol could do was grin wickedly, trying to ignore the pounding in his chest.
'I hope he doesn't see me blushing!' Tomoyo thought helplessly to herself, feeling her cheeks burning a hot red. Her heart was beating faster then usual.
After a long ten minutes of scrubbing, Tomoyo finally managed to get all the ink off. Glaring at Eriol and throwing the towel onto the desk, she jumped back into her seat and folded her arms across the baggy material of Eriol's shirt.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," he answered warily, also glaring. But the glares each held weren't full of hate or resentment...... they were full of competitive strength. The game was getting deeper.
"Is it true that you used to like Sakura?"
Eriol looked over, pausing a while before shaking his head.
"Nope, never. Well, I mean, as a friend and as her being my heir...... but nothing else. Where did you get that funny idea Tomoyo?"
"Syaoran always used to complain about it, and I just had to know if it was true," Tomoyo said with a grin, leaning back in her chair. Then her eyes went wide and she frowned, snapping her fingers. "I forgot to ask who the person you liked was!"
She saw what seemed like relief flash through his eyes before Eriol leaned forward, an evil grin on his face.
"Truth or Dare, Tomoyo Daidouji?"
His tone of voice was almost unnerving but Tomoyo kept her cool, propping her head in one hand calmly as she examined Eriol's face.
"Dare," she finally said, much to her own surprise. Eriol's sneer grew bigger as he leaned forward, a triumphant look on his face.
"I dare you to seduce me!"
Tomoyo blinked, her eyes going wide as she registered what he had just said. She was about to protest when she saw the look on his face. The look that said plainly, `Ha, you lose'.
"You don't think I'll do it?" Tomoyo growled, folding her arms. Eriol chuckled, shaking his head.
"Tomoyo, just admit it. I won,"
Fuming with repressed adrenaline and energy, Tomoyo jumped to her feet and walked calmly over to Eriol's chair, her lips set in a line. Then, leaning down so that her face was just an inch from Eriol's, her face twisted into a smirk.
"We'll see about that."
Before Eriol knew what was happening Tomoyo was straddling his lap, her expression unreadable. Her lips were set into a seductive smirk as she brushed one hand down Eriol's chest. He tried to hide his shiver, feeling his heart speed up. Blood pounded in his ears as her warm, melting fingers trailed up and around his neck, brushing through his hair and curling around the back of his head.
The other hand snaked its way up to his cheek, caressing it softly, as Tomoyo's majestic purple eyes remained trained on Eriol's face. He was mesmerized by those eyes, entranced by the way longing flickered through them and silky black hairs fell over their crystalline depths. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the room as she leaned closer, pressing herself against him.
Eriol's body remained stiff, even though he had unknowingly leaned into the hand against his cheek. It took every muscle in his body to stop himself from wrapping his arms around her and holding her tightly against him. Why had he made this stupid dare? He could barely concentrate on anything at all, letting her alluring scent of blossoms and spice wash over him......
Tomoyo leaned even closer, her heart pounding radically in her chest. Why was she doing this? Why couldn't she just let him win and give up on this silly game? But it was more then a game now...... it was a matter of pride. Which one of them would lay down their pride first and admit defeat?
She wanted to, she really did. But deep inside, something wasn't going to let her. Because right now she was on Eriol's lap, staring into his stormy eyes that crashed against hers like waves against the rocks. She could feel his arms stiffen as she traced his cheek bone with one pale finger, her face only half an inch away from his. How much she wanted to continue...... to see what he would do if she kissed him. But Tomoyo wasn't like that..... and so she didn't.
Stopping herself from falling too deep into Eriol's captivating eyes, Tomoyo suddenly jerked back and grinned, removing her hands.
"Thought I couldn't do it, didn't ya?" She asked with a wide grin, starting to hop off his lap, "On with the game. Your turn!"
Suddenly Tomoyo felt strong hands grab her and keep her in place on his lap. Looking up, Tomoyo realized Eriol was staring at her, his lips a setline. Without a word he pulled her back towards him until their faces were once again just an inch a part. His voice seemed deep and halting when he spoke, as if he were having trouble talking.
"The game can go to hell."
Tomoyo's eyes widened as he smiled warmly, dipping his head down in one smooth motion and capturing her lips in a kiss. It wasn't a hard kiss, but soft and gentle, with an edge of possessiveness. His arms snaked around her small waist, forcing her to lean fully against him as the kiss deepened. Warmth built up in the bottom of Tomoyo's stomach as she felt him lean in closer.
His heart caught in his throat, Eriol could only sigh as he suddenly felt her lips press against his on their own, and then smooth arms wrap around his neck and shoulders. Was Tomoyo...... really...... kissing him back? Could that mean, maybe, that she might like him to?
All thoughts fled his mind as he broke away to breath, his forehead leaning against Tomoyo's. She seemed about to say something, even pull away, but before she could Eriol claimed her lips again, this time in a deep and searing kiss.
Fire. That was the only thing Tomoyo could think of. She felt like she was drowning in warm flames, flames that grew deep inside of her and spread throughout her entire body. Fire that grew with Eriol's warmth.
Finally Tomoyo and Eriol parted, breathing hard and still staring into the others eyes. Tomoyo lowered her gaze after awhile, worry building up inside of her. Why had he kissed her? She should probably get up now......
But Eriol had a firm hold around her waist, and even as she tried to get up she realized it was hopeless. Eriol had his eyes locked calmly on her face as he removed one arm from her waist to brush a strand of black hair out of her eyes. Tomoyo blinked, looking back towards him and tilted her head to one side. A slow smile spread to Eriol's face as he spoke.
"I'm sorry Daidouji...... but I'm not going to let you up. I have something to tell you first."
"Wha-" Tomoyo began, but stopped when Eriol leaned forward, nuzzling his face against her neck. His lips made contact with her skin and he kept them there, his warm breath tickling her neck.
"I'm in love with you Tomoyo Daidouji."
The girl froze, his words still echoing in her head as he nuzzled deeper into her shoulder, strengthening his hold around her as if he were afraid she was going to try and leave him there. As if she were going to run.
A silvery giggle filled the silence of the room and Eriol looked up wide-eyed to see Tomoyo staring down at him, a sweet impish smile on her face. Then she poked him gently in the chest, giggling again.
"And I think I've fallen in love with you to, Mr. Smiles!"
Eriol pretended to growl at the mention of the mention of the hated name, but he couldn't hide a grin as he leaned over and buried his head once again in her shoulder. Tomoyo laughed, leaning her head softly against his and closing her eyes. They could both hear the rain pounding against the window of the room, beating in a never-ending dance.
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"Did you to see that huge storm yesterday? It lasted for hours!!" Sakura squealed, walking up to Tomoyo and Eriol with Syaoran in tow. Tomoyo laughed, nodding her head. Eriol grinned.
"Yes, Daidouji got stuck at my house yesterday because of it."
"What did you two do that whole time?" Syaoran cut in, an angry gleam in his eyes. Tomoyo looked over at him, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. Eriol was the only one who caught it.
"Just a game of Truth or Dare."
"Truth or Dare? Between you two?" Sakura asked with a laugh, shaking her head, "I would have paid money to see that! Who won?"
Eriol and Tomoyo glanced at each other, a silent message passing between the two. They both smirked, turning back to Sakura and Syaoran.
"Actually, both of us lost......" Eriol said, his eyes twinkling.
"......but then again, both of us won." Tomoyo finished, winking in Eriol's direction.
Sakura and Syaoran just blinked, utterly confused.
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THE END! FINISHED! DONE! WAHOO!!
ME: ^.^ see? I warned you of a lil' mushiness.... But ya'll don't mind, right?
KERO: *rolls eyes* DFS, your psycho.
ME: *twitches* um...... anyway, hope you enjoyed the fic! EXT!!!!! (plz don't hit me for taking so long!! *pouts*)
KERO: *whacks her on the head* There, they don't need to now!
ME: 0.o
KERO: *laughs evilly* ^.^ I always wanted to do that! Sayonara folks!
ME: 0.o ...... pretty...... stars...... bye-bye........
ME: Hiya everyone! ^.^
*dodges a bunch of knives* AHH! ~.~' ok, ok, I KNOW that you all want to kill me for leaving this fic halfway done for so long! *cringes*
KERO: Well that's what you get for being lazy DFS! ^.^ *sticks out tongue*
ME: Quiet Kero! *bashes him with a pillow* ^.^ heh... on with the fic!!!!
KERO: 0.o
ME: warning, fluffy goodness ahead! (for those people who insist on reading romance fics and then get annoyed when the characters actually hug or something *lol*)
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"I dare you to....."
Tomoyo paused for effect, her eyes shining mischievously from under long lashes. Yes, this was perfect. Something that Eriol would NEVER agree to do. Never. This game was as good as hers, and the nervous expression on her handsome friend's face was making it even better.
"..... draw a big smiley face with permanent marker on your chest!"
Eriol blanked, his eyes first registering a look of surprise, then horror as he glanced down at his bare chest. A smiley face? In PERMANENT marker? He looked up at Tomoyo quickly to see if she was kidding, but all he got was a triumphant grin as she wagged a marker in his face, which had been sitting on the desk. Eriol combed a hand through his bluish-black hair, letting out an aggravated sigh. Damn her.
"Alright then," Eriol said, forcing his face into his regular grin. "But you'll have to draw it!"
Tomoyo's eyebrows shot up in shock. He was actually going to do it?! He was more competitive then she thought! But despite losing that turn, Tomoyo couldn't help giggling as she grabbed up the marker and went to work drawing a big smiley on his skin. First the left eye, then the right eye..... and then the huge smile.....
Eriol sat perfectly still as he watched the girl in front of him, dressed in his clothes, drawing a picture on his chest. The marker smelled bad, and the feel of the marker on his skin tickled him, but he didn't notice either. That was because the girl in front of him had one warm arm pressed against his leg and the other trailing slightly against his chest as she drew. He could actually feel the warmth of her breath against him, and he watched as her pretty face slowly formed a frown from trying to draw a perfect smiley face. When she was done she looked up, grinning evilly.
"All done Mr. Smiles!" She laughed, jumping back into her seat. Deep down inside her heart was pounding wildly, remembering the feel of his skin, the muscles hardening and softening as he breathed in and out. She wondered what it would be like to lean her head against that chest.... to feel and hear his slow calm heartbeat. For Eriol to wrap his arms around her and-
'Stop Tomoyo, BAD!' Tomoyo commanded herself, as if she were commanding a dog. 'He's in love with someone else, remember? He told you earlier! He said he was in love with someone.....'
'But what if that someone else was you?' A tiny voice in the back of her mind asked, making her shiver.
'It's not,' She told herself firmly, clenching her teeth, 'That's why you couldn't tell him before that you were in love with someone too.... cause then he might have guessed you were talking about him! Just stop, Tomoyo, now!'
'But......' The little voice in the back of her mind began, but stopped when Eriol finally started to speak from across the table, still staring down at his chest.
"Very well done Daidouji," he stated sarcastically, frowning at the black ink on his skin. Tomoyo giggled, her eyes flashing evilly.
"You're very welcome Eriol. Now it's your turn."
"Truth or Dare?" he asked grumpily, casting a brooding eye towards the storm outside.
"Dare," she answered after a slight pause, realizing that she had already done three Truths' in a row. Eriol turned to her and narrowed his eyes challengingly.
"I dare you to wash all of this off my chest!"
Tomoyo felt her lips twitch slightly as she glanced at the smiley on his chest, then hide a large grin behind her hand as she continued to stare. Finally she started to laugh, ignoring Eriol's evil death glare.
Still giggling helplessly, Tomoyo got up and headed out the door of the office, only to return minutes later with a small dishtowel covered in hot water and soap. Quickly, before the marker could dry too much, she began to scrub the ink off his skin. Surprisingly, it began to wash off with the hot water and soap.
Eriol gritted his teeth as she scrubbed hard against his chest, keeping his eyes on her face. Her pretty purple eyes stared only at the job in front of her as she worked, ignoring him completely. Her face was starting to flush red with the exertion and all Eriol could do was grin wickedly, trying to ignore the pounding in his chest.
'I hope he doesn't see me blushing!' Tomoyo thought helplessly to herself, feeling her cheeks burning a hot red. Her heart was beating faster then usual.
After a long ten minutes of scrubbing, Tomoyo finally managed to get all the ink off. Glaring at Eriol and throwing the towel onto the desk, she jumped back into her seat and folded her arms across the baggy material of Eriol's shirt.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," he answered warily, also glaring. But the glares each held weren't full of hate or resentment...... they were full of competitive strength. The game was getting deeper.
"Is it true that you used to like Sakura?"
Eriol looked over, pausing a while before shaking his head.
"Nope, never. Well, I mean, as a friend and as her being my heir...... but nothing else. Where did you get that funny idea Tomoyo?"
"Syaoran always used to complain about it, and I just had to know if it was true," Tomoyo said with a grin, leaning back in her chair. Then her eyes went wide and she frowned, snapping her fingers. "I forgot to ask who the person you liked was!"
She saw what seemed like relief flash through his eyes before Eriol leaned forward, an evil grin on his face.
"Truth or Dare, Tomoyo Daidouji?"
His tone of voice was almost unnerving but Tomoyo kept her cool, propping her head in one hand calmly as she examined Eriol's face.
"Dare," she finally said, much to her own surprise. Eriol's sneer grew bigger as he leaned forward, a triumphant look on his face.
"I dare you to seduce me!"
Tomoyo blinked, her eyes going wide as she registered what he had just said. She was about to protest when she saw the look on his face. The look that said plainly, `Ha, you lose'.
"You don't think I'll do it?" Tomoyo growled, folding her arms. Eriol chuckled, shaking his head.
"Tomoyo, just admit it. I won,"
Fuming with repressed adrenaline and energy, Tomoyo jumped to her feet and walked calmly over to Eriol's chair, her lips set in a line. Then, leaning down so that her face was just an inch from Eriol's, her face twisted into a smirk.
"We'll see about that."
Before Eriol knew what was happening Tomoyo was straddling his lap, her expression unreadable. Her lips were set into a seductive smirk as she brushed one hand down Eriol's chest. He tried to hide his shiver, feeling his heart speed up. Blood pounded in his ears as her warm, melting fingers trailed up and around his neck, brushing through his hair and curling around the back of his head.
The other hand snaked its way up to his cheek, caressing it softly, as Tomoyo's majestic purple eyes remained trained on Eriol's face. He was mesmerized by those eyes, entranced by the way longing flickered through them and silky black hairs fell over their crystalline depths. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the room as she leaned closer, pressing herself against him.
Eriol's body remained stiff, even though he had unknowingly leaned into the hand against his cheek. It took every muscle in his body to stop himself from wrapping his arms around her and holding her tightly against him. Why had he made this stupid dare? He could barely concentrate on anything at all, letting her alluring scent of blossoms and spice wash over him......
Tomoyo leaned even closer, her heart pounding radically in her chest. Why was she doing this? Why couldn't she just let him win and give up on this silly game? But it was more then a game now...... it was a matter of pride. Which one of them would lay down their pride first and admit defeat?
She wanted to, she really did. But deep inside, something wasn't going to let her. Because right now she was on Eriol's lap, staring into his stormy eyes that crashed against hers like waves against the rocks. She could feel his arms stiffen as she traced his cheek bone with one pale finger, her face only half an inch away from his. How much she wanted to continue...... to see what he would do if she kissed him. But Tomoyo wasn't like that..... and so she didn't.
Stopping herself from falling too deep into Eriol's captivating eyes, Tomoyo suddenly jerked back and grinned, removing her hands.
"Thought I couldn't do it, didn't ya?" She asked with a wide grin, starting to hop off his lap, "On with the game. Your turn!"
Suddenly Tomoyo felt strong hands grab her and keep her in place on his lap. Looking up, Tomoyo realized Eriol was staring at her, his lips a setline. Without a word he pulled her back towards him until their faces were once again just an inch a part. His voice seemed deep and halting when he spoke, as if he were having trouble talking.
"The game can go to hell."
Tomoyo's eyes widened as he smiled warmly, dipping his head down in one smooth motion and capturing her lips in a kiss. It wasn't a hard kiss, but soft and gentle, with an edge of possessiveness. His arms snaked around her small waist, forcing her to lean fully against him as the kiss deepened. Warmth built up in the bottom of Tomoyo's stomach as she felt him lean in closer.
His heart caught in his throat, Eriol could only sigh as he suddenly felt her lips press against his on their own, and then smooth arms wrap around his neck and shoulders. Was Tomoyo...... really...... kissing him back? Could that mean, maybe, that she might like him to?
All thoughts fled his mind as he broke away to breath, his forehead leaning against Tomoyo's. She seemed about to say something, even pull away, but before she could Eriol claimed her lips again, this time in a deep and searing kiss.
Fire. That was the only thing Tomoyo could think of. She felt like she was drowning in warm flames, flames that grew deep inside of her and spread throughout her entire body. Fire that grew with Eriol's warmth.
Finally Tomoyo and Eriol parted, breathing hard and still staring into the others eyes. Tomoyo lowered her gaze after awhile, worry building up inside of her. Why had he kissed her? She should probably get up now......
But Eriol had a firm hold around her waist, and even as she tried to get up she realized it was hopeless. Eriol had his eyes locked calmly on her face as he removed one arm from her waist to brush a strand of black hair out of her eyes. Tomoyo blinked, looking back towards him and tilted her head to one side. A slow smile spread to Eriol's face as he spoke.
"I'm sorry Daidouji...... but I'm not going to let you up. I have something to tell you first."
"Wha-" Tomoyo began, but stopped when Eriol leaned forward, nuzzling his face against her neck. His lips made contact with her skin and he kept them there, his warm breath tickling her neck.
"I'm in love with you Tomoyo Daidouji."
The girl froze, his words still echoing in her head as he nuzzled deeper into her shoulder, strengthening his hold around her as if he were afraid she was going to try and leave him there. As if she were going to run.
A silvery giggle filled the silence of the room and Eriol looked up wide-eyed to see Tomoyo staring down at him, a sweet impish smile on her face. Then she poked him gently in the chest, giggling again.
"And I think I've fallen in love with you to, Mr. Smiles!"
Eriol pretended to growl at the mention of the mention of the hated name, but he couldn't hide a grin as he leaned over and buried his head once again in her shoulder. Tomoyo laughed, leaning her head softly against his and closing her eyes. They could both hear the rain pounding against the window of the room, beating in a never-ending dance.
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"Did you to see that huge storm yesterday? It lasted for hours!!" Sakura squealed, walking up to Tomoyo and Eriol with Syaoran in tow. Tomoyo laughed, nodding her head. Eriol grinned.
"Yes, Daidouji got stuck at my house yesterday because of it."
"What did you two do that whole time?" Syaoran cut in, an angry gleam in his eyes. Tomoyo looked over at him, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. Eriol was the only one who caught it.
"Just a game of Truth or Dare."
"Truth or Dare? Between you two?" Sakura asked with a laugh, shaking her head, "I would have paid money to see that! Who won?"
Eriol and Tomoyo glanced at each other, a silent message passing between the two. They both smirked, turning back to Sakura and Syaoran.
"Actually, both of us lost......" Eriol said, his eyes twinkling.
"......but then again, both of us won." Tomoyo finished, winking in Eriol's direction.
Sakura and Syaoran just blinked, utterly confused.
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THE END! FINISHED! DONE! WAHOO!!
ME: ^.^ see? I warned you of a lil' mushiness.... But ya'll don't mind, right?
KERO: *rolls eyes* DFS, your psycho.
ME: *twitches* um...... anyway, hope you enjoyed the fic! EXT!!!!! (plz don't hit me for taking so long!! *pouts*)
KERO: *whacks her on the head* There, they don't need to now!
ME: 0.o
KERO: *laughs evilly* ^.^ I always wanted to do that! Sayonara folks!
ME: 0.o ...... pretty...... stars...... bye-bye........
