Business Over Love
Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me.
Author's Note: I'm back! Yes, I am! =) I hope you'll enjoy this new chapter. My last chapter for To Fall In Love With A Dancer wasn't all too great. I'll try to make this one better! Review please! It shows me that you like my story. Enjoy!
Chapter 5-False Identity
'Breathe..' Tomoyo instructed herself.
'I look fine. Quentin will not think I am ugly. He will think I am a goddess.'
Even as the lavender-haired female tried to calm herself down, her heart was beating quickly, wondering if her date would find her ugly. She barely knew Quentin, but something in her heart told her to hold on to him. That he would protect her. Hold her. Love her. She just couldn't let this one go.
Tomoyo held back a gasp when she heard the doorbell ring. Taking a quick glance at herself in the mirror, she held her head up high and made her way towards the door.
"Damn you look beautiful" was the reply she got from the door.
Tomoyo blushed lightly and thanked her black-haired, not to mention, absolutely gorgeous looking date.
As Tomoyo locked her door from the outside, she felt a pair of arms encircle her waist.
"Do you know that you look like an angel?" Quentin breathed into her ear.
Tomoyo shivered in pleasure and inhaled in his familiar cologne.
Quentin slowly turned her around and his lips met hers in a sweet kiss.
Before he broke away from the kiss, he ran his tongue over her bottom lip, earning a soft moan from the goddess he held in his arms.
"We better stop Tomoyo, or I won't be able to keep my hands off of you." Quentin murmured in her ear.
Tomoyo quickly nodded and followed him into his shiny black sports car, silently scolding herself for imagining that it was Eriol kissing her.
~
Eriol Hiiragizawa groaned as he dragged himself out of bed. The damn phone had to ring when he almost kissed a beautiful violet-eyed angel.
"Talk to me."
"I'm looking for a Quentin. Does he live here?"
Eriol rubbed his chin.
"Yes, he's my roommate. May I ask why you are looking for him?"
"His sister is in the hospital at this moment. She's in critical condition. A drunk driver hit her when she was driving home. She wants to see her brother."
Eriol's heart pounded fiercely. What was he to do?
And as if a miracle happened, the front door opened.
"One moment please."
Eriol set down the phone and searched for Quentin.
"Tomoyo dear, I think you had a bit too much wine."
Tomoyo giggled. "Really? I feel fine. And you, Quentin, look gorgeous. Why don't you give me a kiss? It might wake me up. Like in, sleeping beauty!"
Quentin couldn't help but laugh at Tomoyo's cuteness.
There was a soft knocking on his door.
"Stay here sleeping beauty. I'll be right back."
Tomoyo whined for him to stay, but he simply smiled at her and opened the door.
"Quentin. Your sister. She's at the hospital. In critical condition. A drunk driver hit her."
Quentin bit his lip and angrily punched the wall.
"Calm down. Go to her immediately. She needs you." Eriol stated, patting his friend's back comfortingly.
Quentin breathed slowly.
"Thanks man. Tell them I'll be there in five minutes." Quentin grabbed his coat and headed towards the door.
"Oh yeah, Tomoyo is in my room. Tell her something came up. Tell her that I had a great time tonight and that I'll call her. Thanks a lot."
And with that, the front door slammed shut.
Eriol stood silently for what seemed like a long time.
He was lost after he heard his friend's first sentence. Tomoyo.
"Quentin?"
The sweet angelic voice woke him from his trance. He picked up the phone from the counter and told the man that Quentin was going to be at the hospital ASAP and hung up.
Slowly, Eriol made his way towards Quentin's darkened room, heart pounded fiercely.
All those years of guilt, now was the time.
To tell her that he was sorry.
That he didn't mean it.
That he fell in love with her.
And was still in love with her.
Was it worth ruining his friendship with Quentin?
His mind yelled no, but his heart screamed yes.
His heart won the battle.
"Tomoyo, are you still there?"
Eriol quietly entered the room, searching for the beautiful lavender haired angel.
"Quentin. You're back."
Eriol sucked in his breath.
She thought he was Quentin? He mentally scolded himself as he replied.
"Yes darling, I'm back. I just had to do something."
He could see Tomoyo smile in the darkness.
"Come here, Quentin. Hold me."
As if in a hypnotized state, Eriol did as she requested and held Tomoyo close to him. She fit so well into him. Like she was his missing puzzle. Her scent intoxicated him. He gently stroked her long hair and kissed her forehead.
"You're so warm, Quentin. And I'm so cold. Warm me up." Came her soft voice.
"How?" Eriol asked.
"Kiss me."
Those two words were like torture to Eriol. Kiss me. How he longed to do so for so many years. And now she was right in front of him, asking him to do so.
"Aren't you going to kiss your sleeping beauty? I want your kiss so badly my prince." She giggled and stroked Eriol's cheek softly.
"You know, you look an awful lot like Eriol. I remember the day he asked me to prom."
Tomoyo giggled again.
"I thought I was in heaven. He was my angel. He looked so handsome, and treated me like a princess. I fell in love with him that night." Her voice grew softer and Eriol caught his breath in his throat. She fell in love with him?
Eriol saw the tears forming in her large violet eyes. "It was all a joke though. He never really wanted to go with me. It was all a damn joke."
Eriol saw the pain in her eyes and cursed himself. How could he let his friends do that to her?
He gently tilted her face towards him and whispered, "I'm sorry Tomoyo, I am."
And with that, he captured her lips with his own. Though she was rigid at first, she slowly melted against him, and his lips softly moved over hers. It was not until she pressed herself hardly against him and responded hotly to his kisses that he lost control. His hands roamed her body everywhere and his kisses became ruthless and demanding. His pent up passion was finally released and he couldn't hold it any longer. His violet-eyed angel willing opened her mouth and invited his warm tongue in. When they broke the fiery kiss, Eriol gently bit her earlobe and earned a moan from Tomoyo.
"Oh Eriol." She sighed ever so softly. "I love you so much. Even after the pain you put me through." She spoke louder, "Quentin, you have the same cologne as him. Maybe that's why I like you so much." And with that she fell sound asleep.
Eriol couldn't breathe.
Author's Note: Yikes! The things wine does to you. =P What will Eriol do? What will Tomoyo do? What does Quentin's sister have to do with this story? You'll find out. Review!
Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me.
Author's Note: I'm back! Yes, I am! =) I hope you'll enjoy this new chapter. My last chapter for To Fall In Love With A Dancer wasn't all too great. I'll try to make this one better! Review please! It shows me that you like my story. Enjoy!
Chapter 5-False Identity
'Breathe..' Tomoyo instructed herself.
'I look fine. Quentin will not think I am ugly. He will think I am a goddess.'
Even as the lavender-haired female tried to calm herself down, her heart was beating quickly, wondering if her date would find her ugly. She barely knew Quentin, but something in her heart told her to hold on to him. That he would protect her. Hold her. Love her. She just couldn't let this one go.
Tomoyo held back a gasp when she heard the doorbell ring. Taking a quick glance at herself in the mirror, she held her head up high and made her way towards the door.
"Damn you look beautiful" was the reply she got from the door.
Tomoyo blushed lightly and thanked her black-haired, not to mention, absolutely gorgeous looking date.
As Tomoyo locked her door from the outside, she felt a pair of arms encircle her waist.
"Do you know that you look like an angel?" Quentin breathed into her ear.
Tomoyo shivered in pleasure and inhaled in his familiar cologne.
Quentin slowly turned her around and his lips met hers in a sweet kiss.
Before he broke away from the kiss, he ran his tongue over her bottom lip, earning a soft moan from the goddess he held in his arms.
"We better stop Tomoyo, or I won't be able to keep my hands off of you." Quentin murmured in her ear.
Tomoyo quickly nodded and followed him into his shiny black sports car, silently scolding herself for imagining that it was Eriol kissing her.
~
Eriol Hiiragizawa groaned as he dragged himself out of bed. The damn phone had to ring when he almost kissed a beautiful violet-eyed angel.
"Talk to me."
"I'm looking for a Quentin. Does he live here?"
Eriol rubbed his chin.
"Yes, he's my roommate. May I ask why you are looking for him?"
"His sister is in the hospital at this moment. She's in critical condition. A drunk driver hit her when she was driving home. She wants to see her brother."
Eriol's heart pounded fiercely. What was he to do?
And as if a miracle happened, the front door opened.
"One moment please."
Eriol set down the phone and searched for Quentin.
"Tomoyo dear, I think you had a bit too much wine."
Tomoyo giggled. "Really? I feel fine. And you, Quentin, look gorgeous. Why don't you give me a kiss? It might wake me up. Like in, sleeping beauty!"
Quentin couldn't help but laugh at Tomoyo's cuteness.
There was a soft knocking on his door.
"Stay here sleeping beauty. I'll be right back."
Tomoyo whined for him to stay, but he simply smiled at her and opened the door.
"Quentin. Your sister. She's at the hospital. In critical condition. A drunk driver hit her."
Quentin bit his lip and angrily punched the wall.
"Calm down. Go to her immediately. She needs you." Eriol stated, patting his friend's back comfortingly.
Quentin breathed slowly.
"Thanks man. Tell them I'll be there in five minutes." Quentin grabbed his coat and headed towards the door.
"Oh yeah, Tomoyo is in my room. Tell her something came up. Tell her that I had a great time tonight and that I'll call her. Thanks a lot."
And with that, the front door slammed shut.
Eriol stood silently for what seemed like a long time.
He was lost after he heard his friend's first sentence. Tomoyo.
"Quentin?"
The sweet angelic voice woke him from his trance. He picked up the phone from the counter and told the man that Quentin was going to be at the hospital ASAP and hung up.
Slowly, Eriol made his way towards Quentin's darkened room, heart pounded fiercely.
All those years of guilt, now was the time.
To tell her that he was sorry.
That he didn't mean it.
That he fell in love with her.
And was still in love with her.
Was it worth ruining his friendship with Quentin?
His mind yelled no, but his heart screamed yes.
His heart won the battle.
"Tomoyo, are you still there?"
Eriol quietly entered the room, searching for the beautiful lavender haired angel.
"Quentin. You're back."
Eriol sucked in his breath.
She thought he was Quentin? He mentally scolded himself as he replied.
"Yes darling, I'm back. I just had to do something."
He could see Tomoyo smile in the darkness.
"Come here, Quentin. Hold me."
As if in a hypnotized state, Eriol did as she requested and held Tomoyo close to him. She fit so well into him. Like she was his missing puzzle. Her scent intoxicated him. He gently stroked her long hair and kissed her forehead.
"You're so warm, Quentin. And I'm so cold. Warm me up." Came her soft voice.
"How?" Eriol asked.
"Kiss me."
Those two words were like torture to Eriol. Kiss me. How he longed to do so for so many years. And now she was right in front of him, asking him to do so.
"Aren't you going to kiss your sleeping beauty? I want your kiss so badly my prince." She giggled and stroked Eriol's cheek softly.
"You know, you look an awful lot like Eriol. I remember the day he asked me to prom."
Tomoyo giggled again.
"I thought I was in heaven. He was my angel. He looked so handsome, and treated me like a princess. I fell in love with him that night." Her voice grew softer and Eriol caught his breath in his throat. She fell in love with him?
Eriol saw the tears forming in her large violet eyes. "It was all a joke though. He never really wanted to go with me. It was all a damn joke."
Eriol saw the pain in her eyes and cursed himself. How could he let his friends do that to her?
He gently tilted her face towards him and whispered, "I'm sorry Tomoyo, I am."
And with that, he captured her lips with his own. Though she was rigid at first, she slowly melted against him, and his lips softly moved over hers. It was not until she pressed herself hardly against him and responded hotly to his kisses that he lost control. His hands roamed her body everywhere and his kisses became ruthless and demanding. His pent up passion was finally released and he couldn't hold it any longer. His violet-eyed angel willing opened her mouth and invited his warm tongue in. When they broke the fiery kiss, Eriol gently bit her earlobe and earned a moan from Tomoyo.
"Oh Eriol." She sighed ever so softly. "I love you so much. Even after the pain you put me through." She spoke louder, "Quentin, you have the same cologne as him. Maybe that's why I like you so much." And with that she fell sound asleep.
Eriol couldn't breathe.
Author's Note: Yikes! The things wine does to you. =P What will Eriol do? What will Tomoyo do? What does Quentin's sister have to do with this story? You'll find out. Review!