"talking"
'thinking'
*next scene*
(((dream)))
"Eriol Hiiragizawa."
Dead silence followed Tomoyo's words.
Syaoran immeaditly erupted.
"What? That baka is coming back here? What does he think that he is doing? Last time he came, he nearly hurt-killed, even- Sakura. There is no way that I'm letting him get near her!" Syaoran ranted and raved until Sakura silenced him with a very severe look.
Tomoyo smiled at the unusual interchange between the couple. Sakura silenced him, he fell silent, only grumbleing under his breath.
"So when is he coming back, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura asked, all innocence.
"Next week Thursday. I offered if he wanted to come to the dance club with us, and he agreed, he said that his boss gave him a week's leave to get situated and adjusted to the time zone." Tomoyo quickly explained all the details.
"You actually think that the reincarnation of Clow Reed would go to a dance club?" Sakura and Syaoran both looked skeptical.
"He agreed." Tomoyo suddenly grinned very evilly. "Guess what Sakura-chan?" Sakura eyed Tomoyo warily.
"What, Tomoyo-chan?"Suspition laid thick in her voice.
"We get to shopping!" Tomoyo squealed. "Or, I suppose I could make you an outfit, if you really wanted me to. I made a design during history class, and I think that it would make Li-kun and all the other boys there simply drool." Tomoyo was off on a rant. Of course, Syaoran and Sakura were sweatdropping at Tomoyo, who took no notice, imagining Sakura in all of her kawaii outfits.
"Why don't we just go shopping, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura suggested warily, after viewing Tomoyo's outfits. They were all very provocitive, and showed more midriff and cleavage than nessecary.
"But Sakura-chan, it would be so kawaii!" Tomoyo pouted cutely. "I want to make them for you!"
"Ah, Daidouji-san...I think it would be best if you take Sakura-chan shopping. After all, you can help her pick out her clothes and you can make something for youself this time."
"All right, Li-san. But I think that you should get a new shirt, at least. You don't want Hiiragizawa-kun thinking that you only have a limited wardrobe." Syaoran blushed at her comment, and gruffly said he would go get a new shirt to "show that prissy-boy Hiiragizawa".
"Tomoyo, what are you going to wear?" Sakura asked. Sakura was quite aware that her best friend had matured over the years, with the exception of video taping and designing clothing. Sakura realized that her friend was quite attractive, and that she was quite sensual when she wanted to be.
"Oh, I think that I'll wear black."
"Again, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura knew that her favorite girlfriend was nearly gothic, and that if she wanted to be, she very well could. "I think that you should wear something with color, since it is a special occasion."
"Well, I suppose that could work, although I don't know what exactly I'd wear. Perhaps I'll wear something...lavander, perhaps. It is the hottest color, along with other pastels, but then my outfit wouldn't work out the way I wanted it to...." Tomoyo's voice trailed off, thinking of all the possibilities for the clothes.
"Daidouji-san will never change, will she?" Syaoran asked his girlfriend. "Will she, Ying Fa?"
"No, I suppose she won't." Sakura said absent mindedly. Tomoyo had pulled out a sketchbook and was franticlly drawing everywhere. Arrows pointing to certian parts of a dress, and then scribbled out as Tomoyo furiously shook her head and scribbled out the whole design.
*that night, Tomoyo's house*
"No, that wouldn't work..." Tomoyo scribbled out yet another design for the night at the club. "I think that the over all over effect would be ruined." Tomoyo muttered to herself. The design was nearly perfect, only something was missing. Perhaps the jewelry? The sketch held a long slinky skirt and a belly shirt revealing her perfectly flat stomache. The shirt had sheer, puffy sleeves with an open neck. Both were black, and as Tomoyo criticized her jewelry adorning her already, only about half of it seemed to actually go with the theme. Inspiration hit her, and Tomoyo dug out a black silk cord and a small black and silver charm. She had bought the charm a few years ago, but its elegant simplicity had never really gone with anything that she had made before. It fit this design very well. Smiling, Tomoyo strung the charm onto the cord.
Tomoyo glanced at the clock. 3:30 in the morning. Oh well. It wasn't like she was going to do anything tomorrow that would tire her out especially. Besides the norm of hiding how she felt about Sakura, of course. But she had grown used to it, and she couldn't understand why it was so much harder now that she had seen Sakura and Syaoran at the park, claiming their unending love for each other and Syaoran offering a promise ring. Not a wedding ring, but merely a promise ring about his love to her.
Hiiragizawa would be here in a few days. Tomoyo wondered how life would change this time while he was here....
Tomoyo's musings were cut short as a great grandfather clock next to the wall rang. Four o'clock in the morning. She really should get some sleep, if only for the strength to get through class the next day....Sighing, Tomoyo climbed in to a huge lavander smelling bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.
((("Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura gracefully ran up the steps of their school. She slid her hand into hers, and together they skipped into the school. There, Syaoran and Eriol both sat at their desks and they both smiled at the girls. Tomoyo went over to her regular seat and watched Sakura move around the room and greet everyone "good morning". She slowly made her way back to the three standing there, staring at Sakura's perkiness and ability to make everyones day a little bit better. Sakura walked back to Tomoyo, and rested her chin on Tomoyo's head. Tomoyo let out a little sigh of contentment, and just as Sakura opened her mouth to say something, Eriol interrupted. "Tomoyo-san, I want you to be happy....")))
Tomoyo's eyes snapped open. THAT damn dream again. The same one now, time after time. What was the meaning of it? For someone who was all about reading people, it was quite frusterating now to be able to read her own subconscience....
*later that week, wednesday night*
"So, Sakura-chan. Are you looking forward to seeing Hiiragizawa again?" Tomoyo giggled into the phone. She and Sakura performed this ritual nearly every night, from about 9:30 to 10:00. Talk ranged from how the night's date with Syaoran went, to whatever was the gossip around school was.
Giggles radiated from the phone, and Sakura answered the question.
"Well, I am looking forward to it, but Syaoran isn't. Whenever I even mention his name, though, Syao-kun just get's all bent out of shape and he started mumbling under his breath in chinese, although I occasionally catch a 'baka' in there."
"Well, Sakura-chan, if he keeps it up, you might just have to let Hiiragizawa-kun have a dance with you at the club...." Tomoyo giggled. "Just think of how bent out of shape that will make Li-kun then...."
"Oh, Tomoyo-chan. You are to evil." Sakura giggled, a sound that made Tomoyo's heart soar. "I don't know if I could do that, though...Eriol-kun might just be to preoccupied with _you_ Tomoyo-chan."
"Isn't that a thought Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo laughed, but if she had been standing right next to Sakura and had seen the spacey dreamy eyed look that she had, Tomoyo's laughter would have been stifled quite immediately.
"Ah, did you hear about Naoko's news?" Sakura suddenly veered off of the topic of Hiiragizawa. "I think she had a boyfriend now. She mentioned something about it during cheerleading practice, but then coach blew the whistle. She said something about a boy she met in a bookstore...."
And with that, Tomoyo and Sakura talked the rest of the night away.
Whew! That was rather longish, I think. But that's alright. Please please please r&r, it would mean a lot to me. Btw, I just want to commemorate Kit Spooner on her wonderful job on A Cappella, and Suppi-chan in Icebreakers. I luv those fics!
btw, thanks to all who reviewed, and also to my best friend in the world, Katie!
'thinking'
*next scene*
(((dream)))
"Eriol Hiiragizawa."
Dead silence followed Tomoyo's words.
Syaoran immeaditly erupted.
"What? That baka is coming back here? What does he think that he is doing? Last time he came, he nearly hurt-killed, even- Sakura. There is no way that I'm letting him get near her!" Syaoran ranted and raved until Sakura silenced him with a very severe look.
Tomoyo smiled at the unusual interchange between the couple. Sakura silenced him, he fell silent, only grumbleing under his breath.
"So when is he coming back, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura asked, all innocence.
"Next week Thursday. I offered if he wanted to come to the dance club with us, and he agreed, he said that his boss gave him a week's leave to get situated and adjusted to the time zone." Tomoyo quickly explained all the details.
"You actually think that the reincarnation of Clow Reed would go to a dance club?" Sakura and Syaoran both looked skeptical.
"He agreed." Tomoyo suddenly grinned very evilly. "Guess what Sakura-chan?" Sakura eyed Tomoyo warily.
"What, Tomoyo-chan?"Suspition laid thick in her voice.
"We get to shopping!" Tomoyo squealed. "Or, I suppose I could make you an outfit, if you really wanted me to. I made a design during history class, and I think that it would make Li-kun and all the other boys there simply drool." Tomoyo was off on a rant. Of course, Syaoran and Sakura were sweatdropping at Tomoyo, who took no notice, imagining Sakura in all of her kawaii outfits.
"Why don't we just go shopping, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura suggested warily, after viewing Tomoyo's outfits. They were all very provocitive, and showed more midriff and cleavage than nessecary.
"But Sakura-chan, it would be so kawaii!" Tomoyo pouted cutely. "I want to make them for you!"
"Ah, Daidouji-san...I think it would be best if you take Sakura-chan shopping. After all, you can help her pick out her clothes and you can make something for youself this time."
"All right, Li-san. But I think that you should get a new shirt, at least. You don't want Hiiragizawa-kun thinking that you only have a limited wardrobe." Syaoran blushed at her comment, and gruffly said he would go get a new shirt to "show that prissy-boy Hiiragizawa".
"Tomoyo, what are you going to wear?" Sakura asked. Sakura was quite aware that her best friend had matured over the years, with the exception of video taping and designing clothing. Sakura realized that her friend was quite attractive, and that she was quite sensual when she wanted to be.
"Oh, I think that I'll wear black."
"Again, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura knew that her favorite girlfriend was nearly gothic, and that if she wanted to be, she very well could. "I think that you should wear something with color, since it is a special occasion."
"Well, I suppose that could work, although I don't know what exactly I'd wear. Perhaps I'll wear something...lavander, perhaps. It is the hottest color, along with other pastels, but then my outfit wouldn't work out the way I wanted it to...." Tomoyo's voice trailed off, thinking of all the possibilities for the clothes.
"Daidouji-san will never change, will she?" Syaoran asked his girlfriend. "Will she, Ying Fa?"
"No, I suppose she won't." Sakura said absent mindedly. Tomoyo had pulled out a sketchbook and was franticlly drawing everywhere. Arrows pointing to certian parts of a dress, and then scribbled out as Tomoyo furiously shook her head and scribbled out the whole design.
*that night, Tomoyo's house*
"No, that wouldn't work..." Tomoyo scribbled out yet another design for the night at the club. "I think that the over all over effect would be ruined." Tomoyo muttered to herself. The design was nearly perfect, only something was missing. Perhaps the jewelry? The sketch held a long slinky skirt and a belly shirt revealing her perfectly flat stomache. The shirt had sheer, puffy sleeves with an open neck. Both were black, and as Tomoyo criticized her jewelry adorning her already, only about half of it seemed to actually go with the theme. Inspiration hit her, and Tomoyo dug out a black silk cord and a small black and silver charm. She had bought the charm a few years ago, but its elegant simplicity had never really gone with anything that she had made before. It fit this design very well. Smiling, Tomoyo strung the charm onto the cord.
Tomoyo glanced at the clock. 3:30 in the morning. Oh well. It wasn't like she was going to do anything tomorrow that would tire her out especially. Besides the norm of hiding how she felt about Sakura, of course. But she had grown used to it, and she couldn't understand why it was so much harder now that she had seen Sakura and Syaoran at the park, claiming their unending love for each other and Syaoran offering a promise ring. Not a wedding ring, but merely a promise ring about his love to her.
Hiiragizawa would be here in a few days. Tomoyo wondered how life would change this time while he was here....
Tomoyo's musings were cut short as a great grandfather clock next to the wall rang. Four o'clock in the morning. She really should get some sleep, if only for the strength to get through class the next day....Sighing, Tomoyo climbed in to a huge lavander smelling bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.
((("Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura gracefully ran up the steps of their school. She slid her hand into hers, and together they skipped into the school. There, Syaoran and Eriol both sat at their desks and they both smiled at the girls. Tomoyo went over to her regular seat and watched Sakura move around the room and greet everyone "good morning". She slowly made her way back to the three standing there, staring at Sakura's perkiness and ability to make everyones day a little bit better. Sakura walked back to Tomoyo, and rested her chin on Tomoyo's head. Tomoyo let out a little sigh of contentment, and just as Sakura opened her mouth to say something, Eriol interrupted. "Tomoyo-san, I want you to be happy....")))
Tomoyo's eyes snapped open. THAT damn dream again. The same one now, time after time. What was the meaning of it? For someone who was all about reading people, it was quite frusterating now to be able to read her own subconscience....
*later that week, wednesday night*
"So, Sakura-chan. Are you looking forward to seeing Hiiragizawa again?" Tomoyo giggled into the phone. She and Sakura performed this ritual nearly every night, from about 9:30 to 10:00. Talk ranged from how the night's date with Syaoran went, to whatever was the gossip around school was.
Giggles radiated from the phone, and Sakura answered the question.
"Well, I am looking forward to it, but Syaoran isn't. Whenever I even mention his name, though, Syao-kun just get's all bent out of shape and he started mumbling under his breath in chinese, although I occasionally catch a 'baka' in there."
"Well, Sakura-chan, if he keeps it up, you might just have to let Hiiragizawa-kun have a dance with you at the club...." Tomoyo giggled. "Just think of how bent out of shape that will make Li-kun then...."
"Oh, Tomoyo-chan. You are to evil." Sakura giggled, a sound that made Tomoyo's heart soar. "I don't know if I could do that, though...Eriol-kun might just be to preoccupied with _you_ Tomoyo-chan."
"Isn't that a thought Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo laughed, but if she had been standing right next to Sakura and had seen the spacey dreamy eyed look that she had, Tomoyo's laughter would have been stifled quite immediately.
"Ah, did you hear about Naoko's news?" Sakura suddenly veered off of the topic of Hiiragizawa. "I think she had a boyfriend now. She mentioned something about it during cheerleading practice, but then coach blew the whistle. She said something about a boy she met in a bookstore...."
And with that, Tomoyo and Sakura talked the rest of the night away.
Whew! That was rather longish, I think. But that's alright. Please please please r&r, it would mean a lot to me. Btw, I just want to commemorate Kit Spooner on her wonderful job on A Cappella, and Suppi-chan in Icebreakers. I luv those fics!
btw, thanks to all who reviewed, and also to my best friend in the world, Katie!