A.N: Just thought that while I had the time I might write chapter eight.
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Well....here it is...Enjoy and R & R
Learning to Love
Chapter eight:
"Can I talk to you?" Eriol smiled warmly.
"H..Hai." Tomoyo stuttered.
"Come here," He said taking her hand and leading her to the living room.
Eriol stood by the fireplace, thinking how he was going to say what he wanted to say.
"Tomoyo-chan....I.."
"Nani??" she replied nervous.
"I've been thinking for a while...about...." he stopped, unsure how to go on.
"It's okay...just say it whatever it is." She said politely.
"I....I...I think....Oh hell, why don't I just show your," he said impatiently grabbing her and pulling her towards him kissing her.
Tomoyo kissed him back, hands slowly reaching his face.
Eriol felt again what he had felt that night. That this was right, that loving Tomoyo was right, that being with her no matter what anyone else thought, was all that mattered.
He ran his hand through her hair, his fingers entwining with her tendrils of hair. His other hand holding hers. Her skin was so soft, so warm. Suddenly she felt so delicate, so fragile.
Then he felt something wet against his cheek. A tear, and another and another.
She pulled away, still holding his hand.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered, "I'm so sorry..."
"Tomoyo-chan...." Eriol said making an attempt to pull her close to him, upset that she was hurting.
Again she pushed him away, "I'm sorry," she said again, "I can't....I just can't."
She looked at him tearfully once more before she ran to her room, closing the door,
Eriol lay face up in his bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the different colours of the sun against the roof.
He looked out the open door towards Tomoyo's closed door.
She had been in there for three hours now. He knew it had been a mistake. Never should have done it, it was a bad idea.
He groaned angrily. Why was did he always have to be so stupid?
Suddenly he heard the door creak open and he watched as Tomoyo crept out and went outside.
Eriol moved over to the balcony, to watch her. He looked at his watch, Yep, right on schedule.
Tomoyo walked slowly through the shallow water, surf wetting the hem of her dress. What had she felt that moment back there? Was it just her, or did it feel....perfect. That being with him was the best decision she could ever make?
Tears began to fall again, she wiped them away quickly. This was nothing to cry about. Why was she crying anyway? There was no reason to cry, nothing he did back there made her upset. But why did she cry?
She remembered back in kindergarten when she used to cry.
The boys all laughed at her and called her a crybaby, yet it was those same boys who'd wanted to date her later on. But never would she forget the hurtful things they said to her.
Then there was the Kindergarten teacher, and her words which would forever scar her and change her view of thinking.
She had said, 'you make everyone sad by crying, and when everyone's sad, the world isn't a happy place,'
That's why she never cried, never, never. She would only make the world a sadder place than it already was. She had promised herself a long time ago that she would never cry.
She remembered yelling into the mirror at herself. 'Don't cry!! You'll make everyone sad!! It'll all be your fault.' Yet she was crying now, Why?
What had he done that made her this upset? He must think that there was something wrong with him.
She sighed as the water lapped around her feet.
What was wrong with her? She'd never been happy. Come to think of it, she never really knew what being happy was. Not with Sakura, not with Masatake.
Always put others before yourself, or was it the other way around. She could never remember.
Eriol sat on the balcony, watching the little petite figure sit in the sand, staring out at the ocean, deep in thought.
Why couldn't she see? She meant so much to him yet she couldn't see, or is it she refused to see. Kaho refused to see.
But Tomoyo was different to Kaho. Kaho, so cruel, so heartless. And Tomoyo. No words could describe her, nothing seemed good enough to describe her. She was so much more than just words. She was like a big bunch of..of...there were no words. There were never any words.
She was hurting, for a long time she had been hurting, that's why she drank that night, that's why she buried herself in her work, that's why she hid from the world. That's why slowly she pulled away from him, that's why she pushed the wedge between them even further.
He thought back home in England when even after Kaho had left for overseas, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Every time he tried to push her out of his mind, she'd be back with only one swift moment.
Then she came along and for some reason seemed to brighten up his day.
He remembered the day he left Japan after the battle with Sakura, Tomoyo had come to see him off and had said to him, "If it's worth it, go for it, don't hold anything back."
Eriol thought about her advice. She was definitely worth it.....
Quickly Eriol got up and raced outside.....
Yes, yes...I know..this one's short...I just got so much going on I can't handle everything so forgive me if I don't update soon, but I'll try my best..
Learning to Love
Chapter eight:
"Can I talk to you?" Eriol smiled warmly.
"H..Hai." Tomoyo stuttered.
"Come here," He said taking her hand and leading her to the living room.
Eriol stood by the fireplace, thinking how he was going to say what he wanted to say.
"Tomoyo-chan....I.."
"Nani??" she replied nervous.
"I've been thinking for a while...about...." he stopped, unsure how to go on.
"It's okay...just say it whatever it is." She said politely.
"I....I...I think....Oh hell, why don't I just show your," he said impatiently grabbing her and pulling her towards him kissing her.
Tomoyo kissed him back, hands slowly reaching his face.
Eriol felt again what he had felt that night. That this was right, that loving Tomoyo was right, that being with her no matter what anyone else thought, was all that mattered.
He ran his hand through her hair, his fingers entwining with her tendrils of hair. His other hand holding hers. Her skin was so soft, so warm. Suddenly she felt so delicate, so fragile.
Then he felt something wet against his cheek. A tear, and another and another.
She pulled away, still holding his hand.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered, "I'm so sorry..."
"Tomoyo-chan...." Eriol said making an attempt to pull her close to him, upset that she was hurting.
Again she pushed him away, "I'm sorry," she said again, "I can't....I just can't."
She looked at him tearfully once more before she ran to her room, closing the door,
Eriol lay face up in his bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the different colours of the sun against the roof.
He looked out the open door towards Tomoyo's closed door.
She had been in there for three hours now. He knew it had been a mistake. Never should have done it, it was a bad idea.
He groaned angrily. Why was did he always have to be so stupid?
Suddenly he heard the door creak open and he watched as Tomoyo crept out and went outside.
Eriol moved over to the balcony, to watch her. He looked at his watch, Yep, right on schedule.
Tomoyo walked slowly through the shallow water, surf wetting the hem of her dress. What had she felt that moment back there? Was it just her, or did it feel....perfect. That being with him was the best decision she could ever make?
Tears began to fall again, she wiped them away quickly. This was nothing to cry about. Why was she crying anyway? There was no reason to cry, nothing he did back there made her upset. But why did she cry?
She remembered back in kindergarten when she used to cry.
The boys all laughed at her and called her a crybaby, yet it was those same boys who'd wanted to date her later on. But never would she forget the hurtful things they said to her.
Then there was the Kindergarten teacher, and her words which would forever scar her and change her view of thinking.
She had said, 'you make everyone sad by crying, and when everyone's sad, the world isn't a happy place,'
That's why she never cried, never, never. She would only make the world a sadder place than it already was. She had promised herself a long time ago that she would never cry.
She remembered yelling into the mirror at herself. 'Don't cry!! You'll make everyone sad!! It'll all be your fault.' Yet she was crying now, Why?
What had he done that made her this upset? He must think that there was something wrong with him.
She sighed as the water lapped around her feet.
What was wrong with her? She'd never been happy. Come to think of it, she never really knew what being happy was. Not with Sakura, not with Masatake.
Always put others before yourself, or was it the other way around. She could never remember.
Eriol sat on the balcony, watching the little petite figure sit in the sand, staring out at the ocean, deep in thought.
Why couldn't she see? She meant so much to him yet she couldn't see, or is it she refused to see. Kaho refused to see.
But Tomoyo was different to Kaho. Kaho, so cruel, so heartless. And Tomoyo. No words could describe her, nothing seemed good enough to describe her. She was so much more than just words. She was like a big bunch of..of...there were no words. There were never any words.
She was hurting, for a long time she had been hurting, that's why she drank that night, that's why she buried herself in her work, that's why she hid from the world. That's why slowly she pulled away from him, that's why she pushed the wedge between them even further.
He thought back home in England when even after Kaho had left for overseas, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Every time he tried to push her out of his mind, she'd be back with only one swift moment.
Then she came along and for some reason seemed to brighten up his day.
He remembered the day he left Japan after the battle with Sakura, Tomoyo had come to see him off and had said to him, "If it's worth it, go for it, don't hold anything back."
Eriol thought about her advice. She was definitely worth it.....
Quickly Eriol got up and raced outside.....
Yes, yes...I know..this one's short...I just got so much going on I can't handle everything so forgive me if I don't update soon, but I'll try my best..