A.N: Last chapter then the epilogue...post both at the same time..
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Learning to Love
Chapter ten:
Tomoyo picked up her luggage from the baggage collecting area, Eriol by her side. She stood up after pulling the last bag off the conveyer belt and faced Eriol. He gave her a warm smile, pulling her towards him slowly, his lips meeting hers.
As she pulled away she smiled, but she couldn't help but feel that someone was watching them. Eriol began to push the trolley, Tomoyo latched to his arm.
She remembered the week before they left and the phone call she received. 'Masatake...' She thought to herself.
She remembered his words, "Tomoyo-san, I'm in Japan for a while.....I've missed you....thought about you a lot....call me when you get back, maybe we can patch things up...."
Sure, there were many, many times she had thought about Masatake. Until about a month ago, she had still loved him. Still dwelled over his memory, thought about him and wondered if he was thinking about her....but she had Eriol now.
Eriol had asked about Masatake, yet she had dismissed it, told him it was nothing and he seemed to carry on as usual.
Back on vacation she had told herself that she would just avoid him, just stay away from him. But now that she was back in Japan and knew that he was standing on the same soil she suddenly felt nervous. Like every little thing she did mattered, like every movement she made was being watched.
She held onto Eriol tighter and he looked at her, troubled look on his face.
"Daijoubu ka?" he asked, the note in his voice wavering with concern.
"Daijoubu...I just feel that we're being watched....." she replied
"Don't worry, they can't hurt you," he smiled reassuringly.
She smiled, leaning against his shoulder gently, as they walked out to the awaiting car.
Masatake watched from his car as Tomoyo ran around chasing a young man with a hose, the garden filled with giggles as the pair tried to wash the car, too caught up in their own emotions.
Masatake scowled in rage as the space between their lips disappeared. How dare he? Tomoyo was his, always had been and always would be. He had known she'd been on a trip with a friend, but not this kind of friend.
"If I cannot have you, Tomoyo, no one will....." he mumbled angrily to himself before starting the car and driving off.
Tomoyo pressed the button on the answering machine, red number flashing five.
"Tomoyo-san, Masatake here, call me, we'll catch up." The first message recited.
Tomoyo pressed the skip button and waited for the next message to play.
"Tomoyo-san, Masatake again, my phone number is the old one.....just incase you didn't know, call me..."
Tomoyo pressed skip twice, going onto the fifth message, third and fourth no doubt from Masatake.
"Tomoyo-san...where are you? You can't be out that long, pick up the phone. We really need to talk....Koishiteru, Tomoyo-san"
Tomoyo sighed, stopping the answering machine, won't he ever go away and leave her alone. Maybe she should call him and tell him to leave her alone.
Eriol emerged at the doorway, "Problem?" he asked
Tomoyo shook her head, erasing the messages, "Iie....everythings fine...."she smiled
"Tomoyo-chan, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
She smiled walking over and embracing him, "I know....It's all right....I can handle this."
"But if you have any problems, just tell me, okay?" He said softly, kissing her forehead.
"You can count on it...." she smiled as he cupped her cheek in his hand.
Masatake watched as Tomoyo walked into the huge office building holding the young man's hand, smiling and giggling like a school-girl.
He frowned, she had never been like this with him, always serious, quiet, she always had a lot to reflect on.
She had always told him that she could be herself with him, but with this guy she was different. Who had she been acting for? Himself or this guy?
It had been two weeks and about 80 messages yet no response on her account. He remembered when he had left Tomoyo, how she had left oh so many messages on his machine, and he had never replied.
He could see how much she had been hurting when he didn't reply, just like how he was hurt that she didn't reply. 'I love you Tomoyo.....' he thought to himself.
Eriol watched Tomoyo as she slept, raven tresses spread out over the pillow. She seemed so peaceful except for every now and then when her forehead bunched up into a troubled expression.
He respected her privacy about keeping Masatake's residence in Japan a secret. He knew about the five messages a day, knew about the fact that Tomoyo just wanted to avoid him. But he worried about her, he wanted to protect her from everything to hurt her.
She moved, gradually waking up, he soft body curling closer towards his. Her soft eyes fluttered open and she smiled at him, "I'm so tired....."
He smiled softly, caressing her cheek, "What's your greatest fear?"
She laughed lightly, "Why do you want to know??"
"So I can protect you from it...."
She smiled, then realizing he was serious. "I'm afraid of the dark.....but you already protect me from that....." she said smiling snuggling closer to him, her head resting against his chest.
"That's it??"
She nodded, "What's your greatest fear?"
"There was never a deal for me to tell you..."
"But that's not fair!"
"Life not fair, Tomoyo-chan." He smiled getting up.
"Please.....what is it?"
"Spiders," Eriol joked.
"No really, what is it?"
"Spiders." He smirked.
"Eriol!!" Tomoyo yelled, getting frustrated.
Eriol rushed down the steps as the doorbell was rung again impatiently.
"Matte..." he called.
He opened the door, to see someone very familiar, someone who he could be sure he had seen before, he just couldn't pinpoint where.
"Is Daidouji Tomoyo in?"
"Hai...."Eriol said uncertainly, "I'll go get her."
Tomoyo heard Eriol call her from the lobby and walked out, still reading her book to see who it was.
"Masatake...." She whispered as the book dropped to the ground.
"Konnichiwa Tomoyo-san, long time no see."
"It's Daidouji-san...." She corrected him
Eriol moved over to Tomoyo, watching every move Masatake made carefully.
"Daidouji-san, I've tried calling you, did you get my messages?"
Tomoyo nodded
"Then why haven't you - "
Tomoyo grasped Eriol's hand for support, "Can't you see, we just want to be left alone."
"I can't do that..." Masatake replied.
"Why?"
"I love you Tomoyo, I can't live without you...."
"I don't share your feelings...."
"Well, what about last time...didn't our relationship mean anything to you?"
"It used to....but not any more..I've moved on and you should too."
"I can't...."
"It's possible..." Tomoyo scowled, "I did it and you can too."
"If your not mine, you wont be his either...." He said softly as he drew out a gun and pointed at Eriol.
Eriol could see it happening all in slow motion, as the bullet neared he braced himself for the impact, but just as it seemed it was about to hit, he saw Tomoyo's small delicate figure puch herself between the bullet and himself.
He heard her scream as she fell to the floor, blood streaming from her chest. She dropped, and he caught her, lowering her slowly to the floor, as she flinched in pain.
Eriol looked up to see Masatake run into his car and drive off. Every part of him wanted to run after Masatake and kill him, yet another part told him to stay with Tomoyo.
He looked down at her a troubled look on his face. "Why?" he asked.
She smiled softly, "You mean the world to me..." she whispered hoarsely, reciting his words.
He caressed her cheek, pressing his finger to her small mouth, silencing her, "Save your strength." He whispered.
"What's your worst fear?" she said her breathing heavy and laboured.
"My greatest fear.....is losing you, so don't leave me okay, stay here, don't fall asleep, please....."
Tomoyo smiled at him softly before watching as the world blacked out around her, Eriol's voice begging her not to go, his soft sobs, as she sighed and suddenly felt free.
A.N: Last chapter....hmmmmmm....not over yet.... still got the epilogue to go, should be after this now, if you're one of the first people reading this.... Anyway read on...
Learning to Love
Chapter ten:
Tomoyo picked up her luggage from the baggage collecting area, Eriol by her side. She stood up after pulling the last bag off the conveyer belt and faced Eriol. He gave her a warm smile, pulling her towards him slowly, his lips meeting hers.
As she pulled away she smiled, but she couldn't help but feel that someone was watching them. Eriol began to push the trolley, Tomoyo latched to his arm.
She remembered the week before they left and the phone call she received. 'Masatake...' She thought to herself.
She remembered his words, "Tomoyo-san, I'm in Japan for a while.....I've missed you....thought about you a lot....call me when you get back, maybe we can patch things up...."
Sure, there were many, many times she had thought about Masatake. Until about a month ago, she had still loved him. Still dwelled over his memory, thought about him and wondered if he was thinking about her....but she had Eriol now.
Eriol had asked about Masatake, yet she had dismissed it, told him it was nothing and he seemed to carry on as usual.
Back on vacation she had told herself that she would just avoid him, just stay away from him. But now that she was back in Japan and knew that he was standing on the same soil she suddenly felt nervous. Like every little thing she did mattered, like every movement she made was being watched.
She held onto Eriol tighter and he looked at her, troubled look on his face.
"Daijoubu ka?" he asked, the note in his voice wavering with concern.
"Daijoubu...I just feel that we're being watched....." she replied
"Don't worry, they can't hurt you," he smiled reassuringly.
She smiled, leaning against his shoulder gently, as they walked out to the awaiting car.
Masatake watched from his car as Tomoyo ran around chasing a young man with a hose, the garden filled with giggles as the pair tried to wash the car, too caught up in their own emotions.
Masatake scowled in rage as the space between their lips disappeared. How dare he? Tomoyo was his, always had been and always would be. He had known she'd been on a trip with a friend, but not this kind of friend.
"If I cannot have you, Tomoyo, no one will....." he mumbled angrily to himself before starting the car and driving off.
Tomoyo pressed the button on the answering machine, red number flashing five.
"Tomoyo-san, Masatake here, call me, we'll catch up." The first message recited.
Tomoyo pressed the skip button and waited for the next message to play.
"Tomoyo-san, Masatake again, my phone number is the old one.....just incase you didn't know, call me..."
Tomoyo pressed skip twice, going onto the fifth message, third and fourth no doubt from Masatake.
"Tomoyo-san...where are you? You can't be out that long, pick up the phone. We really need to talk....Koishiteru, Tomoyo-san"
Tomoyo sighed, stopping the answering machine, won't he ever go away and leave her alone. Maybe she should call him and tell him to leave her alone.
Eriol emerged at the doorway, "Problem?" he asked
Tomoyo shook her head, erasing the messages, "Iie....everythings fine...."she smiled
"Tomoyo-chan, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
She smiled walking over and embracing him, "I know....It's all right....I can handle this."
"But if you have any problems, just tell me, okay?" He said softly, kissing her forehead.
"You can count on it...." she smiled as he cupped her cheek in his hand.
Masatake watched as Tomoyo walked into the huge office building holding the young man's hand, smiling and giggling like a school-girl.
He frowned, she had never been like this with him, always serious, quiet, she always had a lot to reflect on.
She had always told him that she could be herself with him, but with this guy she was different. Who had she been acting for? Himself or this guy?
It had been two weeks and about 80 messages yet no response on her account. He remembered when he had left Tomoyo, how she had left oh so many messages on his machine, and he had never replied.
He could see how much she had been hurting when he didn't reply, just like how he was hurt that she didn't reply. 'I love you Tomoyo.....' he thought to himself.
Eriol watched Tomoyo as she slept, raven tresses spread out over the pillow. She seemed so peaceful except for every now and then when her forehead bunched up into a troubled expression.
He respected her privacy about keeping Masatake's residence in Japan a secret. He knew about the five messages a day, knew about the fact that Tomoyo just wanted to avoid him. But he worried about her, he wanted to protect her from everything to hurt her.
She moved, gradually waking up, he soft body curling closer towards his. Her soft eyes fluttered open and she smiled at him, "I'm so tired....."
He smiled softly, caressing her cheek, "What's your greatest fear?"
She laughed lightly, "Why do you want to know??"
"So I can protect you from it...."
She smiled, then realizing he was serious. "I'm afraid of the dark.....but you already protect me from that....." she said smiling snuggling closer to him, her head resting against his chest.
"That's it??"
She nodded, "What's your greatest fear?"
"There was never a deal for me to tell you..."
"But that's not fair!"
"Life not fair, Tomoyo-chan." He smiled getting up.
"Please.....what is it?"
"Spiders," Eriol joked.
"No really, what is it?"
"Spiders." He smirked.
"Eriol!!" Tomoyo yelled, getting frustrated.
Eriol rushed down the steps as the doorbell was rung again impatiently.
"Matte..." he called.
He opened the door, to see someone very familiar, someone who he could be sure he had seen before, he just couldn't pinpoint where.
"Is Daidouji Tomoyo in?"
"Hai...."Eriol said uncertainly, "I'll go get her."
Tomoyo heard Eriol call her from the lobby and walked out, still reading her book to see who it was.
"Masatake...." She whispered as the book dropped to the ground.
"Konnichiwa Tomoyo-san, long time no see."
"It's Daidouji-san...." She corrected him
Eriol moved over to Tomoyo, watching every move Masatake made carefully.
"Daidouji-san, I've tried calling you, did you get my messages?"
Tomoyo nodded
"Then why haven't you - "
Tomoyo grasped Eriol's hand for support, "Can't you see, we just want to be left alone."
"I can't do that..." Masatake replied.
"Why?"
"I love you Tomoyo, I can't live without you...."
"I don't share your feelings...."
"Well, what about last time...didn't our relationship mean anything to you?"
"It used to....but not any more..I've moved on and you should too."
"I can't...."
"It's possible..." Tomoyo scowled, "I did it and you can too."
"If your not mine, you wont be his either...." He said softly as he drew out a gun and pointed at Eriol.
Eriol could see it happening all in slow motion, as the bullet neared he braced himself for the impact, but just as it seemed it was about to hit, he saw Tomoyo's small delicate figure puch herself between the bullet and himself.
He heard her scream as she fell to the floor, blood streaming from her chest. She dropped, and he caught her, lowering her slowly to the floor, as she flinched in pain.
Eriol looked up to see Masatake run into his car and drive off. Every part of him wanted to run after Masatake and kill him, yet another part told him to stay with Tomoyo.
He looked down at her a troubled look on his face. "Why?" he asked.
She smiled softly, "You mean the world to me..." she whispered hoarsely, reciting his words.
He caressed her cheek, pressing his finger to her small mouth, silencing her, "Save your strength." He whispered.
"What's your worst fear?" she said her breathing heavy and laboured.
"My greatest fear.....is losing you, so don't leave me okay, stay here, don't fall asleep, please....."
Tomoyo smiled at him softly before watching as the world blacked out around her, Eriol's voice begging her not to go, his soft sobs, as she sighed and suddenly felt free.
A.N: Last chapter....hmmmmmm....not over yet.... still got the epilogue to go, should be after this now, if you're one of the first people reading this.... Anyway read on...