Author's notes:
Lenna: Sorry!! Soooooo sorry about the HUGE delay!!
Nelly: We had SO much work for school and also such an
enormous writer's block… _ But now we're back!!
Lenna: All right, now this is chapter nine for ya!
Once again, thank you for the really encouraging reviews!
Nelly: OK! Now in this chapter, there is going to be
T+E!! I promise!!
Lenna: Oh, and we did a lil' mistake in the last
chapter – in this chapter, it's Tomoyo ho discovers something!
Kyra: Read if you really want to know. We don't own
CCS.
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Hurt of love, reborn as an Angel
Chapter
nine
Sakura: Ne, Xialing? You coming out
or not? – Sakura giggled, looking at the submerged figure of her martial arts
instructor. She smiled happily at him, oblivious to his frantic attempts to
stay underwater without drowning. He was holding his breath since they fell
into the lake, struggling to keep thinking straight at the image of a soaking
wet Sakura in front of him, her clothes clinging to her body, hugging every
curve, revealing her perfect features… He shook his head furiously, and started
turning some really weird shade, a mixture of his blush and the blue he turned
under the lack of air.
Eriol laughed to himself, the ever
so known evil smile on his face. Aw, his poor 'sister' was having problems. He
wasn't able to get out of the water, since if he did Sakura would recognize him right away. And it couldn't be more
obvious that he was a man if the girls saw his flat chest, so he definitely was
stuck in the water. 'Serves him well. That's what he gets for daydreaming about
the Princess instead of working.' He thought, his smirk growing wider.
The work he meant, was the
oh-so-challenging task of finding suitable feminine accessories. Such as
clothes, jewelry, makeup and so on. And sadly, this included also a bathing
suit. Syaoran, with the excuse that he wouldn't swim anyway, had plainly
refused to wear any sort of female bathing suit. He had put on his dress, simply
and sloppily, not ever thinking about the consequences. OK, so Eriol himself
didn't really like the idea of being clothed like a girl as well, but hey, at
least he tried.
Tomoyo: Eriola, aren't you
swimming? – Tomoyo's sweet voice cut off his thoughts, and he snapped back to
reality. His eyes bugged out and he suddenly had to hold his nose to avoid a
nosebleed. In front of him, stood a dark-haired angel wearing a bikini, staring
at him with curious eyes. He stumbled back, twitching and trembling slightly.
She frowned inquisitively, and those damned cheeks started to turn red. Red
being one MAJOR understatement, mind you.
Tomoyo: What's wrong? You don't
look very well, are you sick? – The Princess stepped forward concerned,
touching his forehead gently. She brushed a few soft bangs out of his eyes,
careful not to touch his glasses, and stared at him worriedly. Eriol's right
eye started to twitch under the closeness of their faces, their noses almost
brushing.
Eriol: I-I'm f-fine… - Eriol
mumbled nervously, muttering afterwards something under his breath that sounded
oddly like "but not for long if you get any closer to my face".
Tomoyo smiled, and grabbed his hand.
Tomoyo: Then why don't we go
swimming? – She chirped, leading him happily towards the lake. He tried, he
really did, but couldn't find in himself the will to stop her from dragging
him. Heck, they were holding hands. When do you get a chance to hold hands with
your one and only secret crush?
Reluctantly and regretting his acts
totally, he wordlessly apologized to Tomoyo and her friends, whispering
something under his breath. Out of nowhere, the light blue sky was filled with
heavy gray clouds, carrying fresh rain. Only a faint haze of blue magic
remained from what had once been a bright day.
Meilin's head shot up when she saw
the shadow that one of the clouds formed above her.
Meilin: Nani?! What the?! – She
shouted, shocked when she saw the sky. She growled dangerously at the clouds,
glaring. The day had been so beautiful one second ago, what the heck had
happened?! She mumbled (or rather grunted) something under her breath, suddenly
infuriated. This couldn't be any ordinary weather change. And if she stained
her senses, she was able to sense a dim flicker of some oddly blue aura in the
air, which meant that some colossal moron had played some really idiotically
annoying trick on them. She narrowed her eyes. 'That person's gonna GET IT!'
She shot fuming death glares at no one in particular.
Kwaai Wo snorted, trying to contain
his laughter, watching Meilin grumble harsh expressions to herself and stomp
around irate. He looked away nervously as the enraged girl glared towards him.
She huffed at him, puffing her cheeks. He glanced only sideways at her, not
really glaring but definitely not smiling. Meilin's eyes narrowed, and she
screeched at him:
Meilin: You should be helping us
pack our stuff, not staring at me! Come on, MOVE! – She spat at him, and he
winced at the tune in her voice. He grumbled when she looked away again. But he
couldn't help but smile crookedly as she kept on cursing names under her breath
while grudgingly starting to pack their crap, before rain started to pour down.
'She sure has spirit.' He smirked, just imagining what face she wouldn't have
made if she ever discovered that she had insulted and provoked the Prince of
their enemy country. This could result in a war, he thought with a wider smirk.
Suddenly, Kwaai Wo felt a very
faint flicker of blue magic. He knew the owner of those blue powers very well,
and raised an eyebrow suspiciously. Was Eriol the cause of this sudden weather
change? He didn't have to do this at all, unless he were embarrassed or- 'No,
wait a minute.' Kwaai Wo's right eyebrow began to twitch. Analyzing his
hypotheses and with a tiny hint given by Eriol's cheeks, suddenly reality
struck him. Out of nowhere, he grabbed his head in panic, horror clear in his
stare. 'HE!! No, now he has fallen for the female's trap as well!! ARGH!!' The
Prince thought frantically as a jumble of anger, shock and fury started to take
him over. He gritted his teeth, slowly steadying himself again.
Now he was all alone to complete
this mission.
Meilin: Will you HELP?! – Meilin
screamed angrily in his face, breaking him out of his thoughts. It took him a
moment to finally realize that her face was one inch apart from his, and that
she didn't really look happy.
Kwaai Wo: H-Huh? – He blinked
nervously at her, something suddenly catching Eriol's eyes. A faint tint of
pink had appeared on Kwaai Wo's face.
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And another thunder hollered, once
again as loud as ever, and Tomoyo winced. 'I hate thunders.' She thought to
herself, strolling through somewhere she wasn't sure anymore whether she knew.
Rain was pouring down, heavy drops of water splashed on the ground, on the
earth that was now thick and slippery mud. Tomoyo was stumbling aimlessly
through the storming weather, ever since had, somehow, lost the others. Another
lightning struck somewhere near, and she flinched as a thunder rumbled again.
She kept on walking wearily, not
knowing where to, shielding her eyes as best as she could with her arm. The
wind blew powerfully, carrying the rain and as if on purpose, making it
splatter forcefully on Tomoyo's face. But she still wandered, trying to ignore
the now painful droplets of water that stung on her skin.
The wind gusted stronger, and a
thunder was once again heard. She was compelled to stop, breathing heavily. 'I
need to find a shelter. Somewhere. Anywhere…' She thought resignedly. 'If only
somebody were here to help me…' Her eyes saddened, she still couldn't
understand why she had lost the others, or how.
Tomoyo: I need… to go on.. – She
looked up at the sky, tiredly hugging herself in a futile attempt to gather
some warmth. The downpour didn't slow down, in fact, it seemed to get only
stronger. It was getting colder, her vision was blurred with unshed tears of
fright, the chilly wind matching the coldness of the also icy raindrops. She
winced again at the sound of another thunder. And with a sigh, she resigned
walking, every step requiring all of her strength.
Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen
minutes. How long would she need to find a refuge? She sighed. She was
exhausted, she wouldn't be able to continue through this rain. She tripped on
something, falling into the sludge. She laid there for a while, feeling the
heavy tear-like drops of water soak the ground, and drench herself. She heard
something through the booming precipitation. Wearily, the Princess raised her head with the last bit of
strength left to her, looking up at something that seemed to be approaching her
through the torrential weather. And before fainting, she heard a yell that
sounded peculiarly like her name.
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Tomoyo's eyes fluttered open as she
slowly woke up, revealing her beautiful purplish-blue eyes. 'How long have I
been fainted?' She thought numbly, sitting up with a little difficulty.
Adjusting her vision to the very dimly lit surroundings, she saw that she found
herself in a cave of some sort. And she suddenly noticed that, strangely, she
wasn't wet or coughing from the pneumonia she was certain she would catch. Her
clothes were dry as they ever were, only her hair was still slightly damp.
Then she heard something. 'Oh
great, another thunder.' She shivered unconsciously. But… If it was still
raining, how did someone manage to bring her here? And who would be strong
enough to carry her here besides Meilin anyways? 'Meilin wouldn't come back
only to carry me, that's out of her concepts… Then who?' She shook her head,
confused, and struggled to get up. She was still a little weak, and now she was
starting to get extremely hungry.
She was getting a headache.
Actually, a bodyache. Her whole body hurt, she groaned to herself. But it
wasn't half as bad as being in the rain out there, she tried to shrug, only to
find that it hurt.
Walking a few steps further, she
suddenly saw something huddled in a corner. She started to smile, it was
probably who had helped her. However, when she looked a little more carefully,
her jaw dropped instantly to the ground. This actually innocent-looking person,
hugging what seemed like a stone, was actually – a boy. Controlling herself not
to yell a when she realized that he was wearing only some really weird-looking
pants, she backed away slowly, scared. Boys were dangerous. 'That's what you
learnt, boys are dangerous.' She reminded herself, deciding to get out of there
as soon as possible.
She turned, but when she was about
to walk away, she found that she couldn't. Her conscience kept nagging her,
saying that she had to, at least, thank the guy. Hesitantly, she turned to look
at the sleeping boy again. Gulping nervously, she carefully kneeled down in
front of him, staring with slight curiosity at the apparently so peaceful form.
'But boys are NOT peaceful.' She tried to keep thinking that, but it was
getting harder. If he was so mean, then why did he help her? If he was so
cruel, why didn't he just leave her in the rain? If he was really so evil, then
why didn't he kill her right away? She looked down, confused and distressed.
Breaking the silence, she heard him
mumble something in his sleep. Upon deciphering what, her eyes widened. 'He
knows… my name?' She looked at his face again.
Gathering courage, she crawled a
little closer to him. She leaned closer to his face, and suddenly paled. Her
eyes widened and she was ghost-white, but she stood there without backing away
this time.
Tomoyo: E-Eriola…? – She breathed,
putting a hand in front of her mouth. 'She was a he? No, I mean, Eriola is a
boy?' She shook her head slowly, the new discovery sinking in.
Indeed. How hadn't she realized it
before? It was so obvious, now she could see it clearly. He was flat-chested,
had absolutely no feminine trace, wasn't exactly graceful like a woman,
definitely wasn't fragile – and in truth his hair was short. The Princess
frowned, looking at the boy's face. She managed to calm a bit down. No, but
Eriola couldn't be bad. She- no, he, had saved her. She smiled slightly at
this, and breathed relieved.
She didn't have to fear him.
Tomoyo's curiosity took her over,
allowing her to inspect what a boy really looked like better. Now calmer, the
Princess moved even closer to him, soundlessly, and looked directly at his face.
Smiling lightly, she touched his face with the tip of her fingers. His skin
wasn't rough, it was actually soft, and she felt the tips of her finger tingle.
Realizing what she was doing, she blinked confused and withdrew quickly.
But she didn't stop watching him
sleep. It tranquilized her, somehow, to watch him as he slept. And a smile
slowly crept to her lips, while she once again lost control over her body. She
stroked his hair gently, tracing the line of his jaw with her fingers. Her
actions caused herself to blush deeply, and she stopped herself nervously.
'Wait a minute, what am I DOING?!' She gasped, shaking her head.
Eriol: W-Who…? – Eriol mumbled, as
he slowly woke up to find for a second time the dark-haired angel in front of
him. He raised his eyebrow, why was she – shaking her head?
Eriol: Ehm… - He tried to get her
attention, tapping her shoulder lightly. Her head jerked up, and he blushed
when he realized that they were really close to each other.
Eriol: Oh, hey! You better? – He
asked all of a sudden, looking at her concerned as he remembered that she was
unconscious a while ago. Tomoyo nodded dazedly, a little confused of why he was
so worried.
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Lenna: OK, so it was one
VERY stupid part to stop – but so many people already claimed that we were
taking too long-
Nelly: Which we were.
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Lenna: That we decided
to put up this chapter anyway! Please don't kill us, we will get the next
chapter up sooner!
Nelly: We hope there
aren't too many grammar mistakes. We didn't even have time to check it!!
Kyra: ¬_¬ No comments
about that.