Tanjoubi Omedetou, Eriol – kun. : A CCS fic

by: nikki hiiragizawa sailorsjini@yahoo.com

Genre: drama/romance/E and T pairing

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I know you already know this, but in case you don't know yet, I want to let you know that I know CCC is not mine. The wonderful CLAMP ladies own them. Please I do not need anyone suing me… The song "Scarlet", on the other hand, was taken from the series Ayashi no Ceres. It was the opening song and coincidentally, Tomoyo's seiyuu Iwao Junko sang this song.

Nikki: Whew! I just made a fic in time for Eriol's birthday. This is for all you growing E/T fans. If you are other than pleased to see E/T pairings, you better not read this. Anyway, too much talking has got to stop. On with the fic!

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CHAPTER 1: Kuroi Yume (Black Dreams)

Hiiragizawa Eriol could hardly believe his ears. He clutched the arms of his chair as he glared at the girl standing by the balcony. "You know very well what you are saying, right?"

"Sou desu1." The girl slowly turned around to face Eriol. She shakily combed her long wavy hair with her slim fingers. "Yappari.2 Anything between us wouldn't work." She backed away so that she was standing on the balcony.

"Doushite3…We did everything. Where did we go wrong?" Eriol, unable to restrain himself, stood up, yanked away the curtains slightly covering the entrance to the balcony and grabbed the girl's fair arm. "Doushite, Tomoyo?"

Daidouji Tomoyo did not look at him. "Kone saki wa ikarimasen.4 No matter what we do, we'll just end up being hurt. I have decided it is better if we leave each other alone. Now let me go." Eriol dropped her arm in disgust.

"Just like that! After all we went through." He leaned against the balcony's railings and sighed deeply. "You don't know what you are saying."

"I believe I know what I am saying," Tomoyo quietly replied. "I know that each of us has dreams we have to pursue. Our being together is keeping it from being so."

"What about our dream, Tomoyo?! Our dream?! Our dream that made me come back, made us reconstruct this house, made us plan… it is already starting to solidify…"

"Well you have it wrong, Eriol!" Tomoyo interrupted, flustered. Her pale face flushed, and her dress was carelessly whipped by the wind. "You wouldn't understand, because all you ever did was be yourself, while I try to fit in here…in your house!"

"Me? Behave like myself? What the heck do you think you are saying?! I was the one trying to please you, and all you ever did was find faults with things!" They now stood closer to each other, their noses almost touching. The exchange of glares went on until Tomoyo looked away.

"We can't accomplish anything like this," she finally said. "I have to go. If we're really for each other we'll be together, Eriol, although it may be impossible knowing all that we went through."

"Tomoyo…matte…I…" Tomoyo shook her head and proceeded inside. She bent her slim figure to pick up her suitcases, and bowed slightly at Eriol.

"Thank you." She turned around and started to go down.

"Kuso…" Eriol cursed under his breath. These were all so sudden. He had thought everything was going well, until Tomoyo did this. Now he realized, their relationship was built on the rocks. Demo, we love each other. We shouldn't give up. We must not give up. Standing up, he decided to get Tomoyo back.

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Eriol was in a different living room, but he was still facing the same girl, the same one he loves. "You are making this difficult for me, Eriol," Tomoyo announced as she sat down.

"No, you are making this difficult for me. How could you do it so suddenly? Why do you have to leave me when everything is okay? Of course I know we've had met a storm or two, but isn't it worth another chance?"

Tomoyo crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "Another chance…again…Whatever we do, no matter how many times we try, we'll still have the same results." She met Eriol's sapphire eyes with her amethyst ones. "We cannot change what we are, Eriol. We are just…not meant to be. That's all. We fight all the time, we cannot even agree on what color of curtains we should use…Can you imagine a lifetime of those?"

"I don't care!" Eriol jumped up from his chair and kneeled in front of Tomoyo to clasp her hands in his. "Don't you love me anymore? Don't you even care about us, Tomoyo?"

The girl bowed her head. "It…it is not a matter of love, Eriol."

"What do you mean? Does that mean you did not even though about love since we started out relationship?"

"In this world, love does not count as one of the best virtues," Tomoyo carelessly said. "We have to practical all the time and think for the best." She stood up and stepped towards the door. "If you don't have anything more to say, I suggest you leave, Hiiragizawa Eriol."

This is madness, Eriol thought. He clenched his fist. Was it really Tomoyo he was looking at and speaking with a while ago? The sweet girl had turned to a practical wench! How could she say she hadn't even thought about love?? Eriol felt used and manipulated. Flushing with anger, he announced his departure. "Fine! Go live your happy life as you call it! I shall never forget the day Daidouji Tomoyo had tricked somebody's heart into loving her…all for practicality." He stomped out of the room and left Tomoyo unable to speak.

Eriol…Tears that had been perfectly prevented a while ago now unconsciously streamed down Tomoyo's cheeks. Not wanting anybody to see her, she flew to her room….to weep…to mourn…until no tears could be shed for Eriol anymore.

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Nakuru and Spinel Sun did not dare approach Eriol from where he sat by the fire. "Ne, suppi," Nakuru said. "Do you think Master Eriol and Mistress Tomoyo had a fight?"

"Who is Suppi?" Spinel snapped, annoyed. "And don't ask me those questions. I don't know anything about those things." Nakuru placed her forefinger on her temple and thought hard, almost as hard as Eriol's thinking.

Eriol stared at the crackling fire. He still could not believe Tomoyo could hurt him like that. She had always been such a nice friend and a sweet lover. Cold nights were warmed by her mere presence, and cold hearts were deeply touched by her mere voice. My angel, Eriol had always called her. This angel had left everything to be with him – she left her family and lived with him under one roof, she left her career as a singer and decided to be his future wife. He did not think people could change easily.

With the strong emotions, Eriol sobbed. This will be the last time I cry, he thought. I will forget, but I shall never forgive Daidouji Tomoyo.

Within three days, Eriol left Tomoeda, leaving his studies as a sophomore unfinished and his house forgotten…England was his only comfort, and there he hoped to cure his wounds…

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GLOSSARY of TERMS:

Sou desu – That's right. Yappari – I knew it. Doushite – What's wrong; Why Kone saki wa ikarimasen – You cannot go any further than this.

Nikki: That was quite a bad start, gomen. But it would be better in the approaching chapters, I promise ^^'