Disclaimer: I have never and will never own CCS *sniff* So I do the next
best thing, borrow them =^_^=
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Summary of this story: ExT A shift of time, mumbo of jumbo. Meeting him and
adventure begins. I'm trying out a fic which is mixed with humor and angst.
I want to write better so kindly give me your support. ARIGATOU!!
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Fanny chan: Okie. I guess my writing for this fic is getting from bad to worse. It's just that I have my schoolwork piling atop me and my passion for writing this particular fic had died down. So I hope I will manage to post this fic's epilogue by early-mid feb. And I would like to extend my sincere thanks to everyone who reviewed this fic. You rock! Tomoyo: Fanny's birthday is coming soon. So she will post another chapter on her birthday which is. Chibi Fanny: 31st JANUARY!!!!!! *squeals* Tomoyo: *sighs* You didn't have to cut me off did you? *shakes head* Fanny chan: *grins* Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me =^_^=
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The End ~Fanny chan~ Secrets told, the inevitable truth ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Tomoyo wearily blinked open her eyes, yawning. She had a marvelous surprise, a beautiful dance and her lover in a night. What more could she asked for?
"Good morning sleepy head." A kiss was gently dropped onto her forehead. She glanced around and the first thing that registered in her mind was that this was not her room. The second thing is that Eriol had just kissed her, though perhaps not on the lips as she hoped and the third thing is that she is in her nightgown and she knew she definitely did not changed it by herself.
Just at that moment, before any drastic actions were taken which may involve waking up the whole academy, Firasi came in.
She smiled at Eriol and Tomoyo in turn before setting down the tray she was carrying.
As she off-handedly noticed Tomoyo's dazed, confused state, she remarked.
"You fell asleep on Eriol's shoulder last night so he brought you to my room. I changed you. After all, I wouldn't want to ruin that nice dress of yours nor do I want you to be waking up with a stiff neck. Besides that, you will leave this place and go on your own adventure today. I have given you the option of Eriol to accompany you, or rather you accompany him."
Firasi narrowed her eyes in a mock glare.
"You had better appreciate what I'm doing for you darling. I had to sleep on that ruddy old couch while you have the bed and do you know the troubles I went through to tell Eriol of your graduation? I think not." Firasi huffed indignantly.
Tomoyo exchanged a glance with Eriol before returning her attention to Firasi. "I definitely appreciate it Fira. Thank you so much." And with that, Tomoyo embraced the smiling professor before giving a chaste kiss on Eriol's lips.
Eriol smile warmly at her. "It had been so long Tomoyo since I had seen you and I think you have grown up nicely." Suddenly his expression turned solemn.
"Remember the secret I had been keeping from you, the one which had forced you to avoid me, for our friendship to end?" Tomoyo nodded slowly, still reluctant to think about those awful week four years ago.
"I'll tell them to you now, and you will then decide if you will stay with such a dangerous creature as myself."
"Years ago, when I was only three, my mother told me of a uncle I had. His name was Figuo, uncle Figuo. He was a handsome young man, cheerful and kind, warm and friendly. But it had seemed that on his twenty-fifth birthday, when I was only at the age of one, something went wrong. Nobody knows what happened. One minute he was grinning merrily, drinking his favorite bottle of red wine and the next, he was snarling, glaring. His eyes began to glow dark red, the sign of pure evil, as if something terrible had possessed his body.
My great-grandmother, one the oldest living member of your family, was present that very day. She was grasping her heart, pointing desperately at the spot where my once-good-now-crazed-uncle stood. She kept muttering "Sahigon Sahigon Sahigon" endlessly until she collapsed, twitching involuntarily, rapidly. She died of a massive heart attack that very day.
As everyone gathered around my fallen great-grandmother, no one noticed that Uncle Figuo had slipped out of the front door, now a threat to us all."
Tomoyo mouth stood slacked. Her eyes big and iris diluted.
"A sahigon is a powerful wizard who draws on the negative energy for his or her more powerful spells." Firasi added resignedly.
"For the next four years after that incident, nothing major had affected our lives much. Well, not yet anyway. A month after my fifth birthday, a traumatic experience changed my life, as well as the world's.
It was late at night and I had gone to my room to get ready for bed as usual. I had closed my door when something, or rather, someone grabbed me from behind. I shivered as I stared into those livid red eyes. His next words were the one that chilled me to the bone. He told me he was my uncle Figuo. I had never in my life seen uncle Figuo face to face and at that moment, thoughts of terror ran through my mind, rooting me to the spot, the stories my mother told me. The world had become distinctively hazy.
He fished into the large cloak surrounding him and that was when I snapped out of my reverie. I made a grab for the door but he was too quick. He seemed to have shouted a spell and the next thing I knew, fiery heat was coursing through my entire body, licking my flesh.
And as I lay there, writhing with pain and agony, he came up to me and I could nearly imagine the cruel smirk dancing on his lips. He told my anguished mind that I will be his successor. The fire suddenly melted away and a rough hand gripped my chin and he forced his blood down my throat via a small cylinder.
My mother had came in at that moment and he glanced at her, than at me for the last time before fleeing through my open window.
And no matter how desperately I had tried to force his blood out, it was no longer of use. It had already seeped through my veins into my blood, tainting it." Eriol chuckled darkly.
"That's the beauty of the blood of a sahigon. Once you are picked and the blood is drunk, you have became a descendant of the sahigon that picked you and I was my uncle's."
"My family did not desert me, instead they started to care for me even more if that was possible. They brought me to Mafis the following month and I had studied the basics of magic then. The following year, the news of our uncle reached our ears- he was looking for his successor and is doing everything he can to get what he wants- destroying my homeland.
For one month, I had rapid training in the arts of swordfight, which was much easier to master than magic. This training was to help me live the haunted forest.
As my parents and I stood at the silver gates of the forest, my mother told me about you and everything about you. She is a seer, and had read my future. She told me what questions to ask. She had told me they were to die when they returned to Crisla [A/N: His homeland] and your mission as well."
Tomoyo gaze at him, weary from all the information she had to absorb. "Why hadn't you tell me then?"
"She told me I am only to tell to you after I discover my true feelings for you. I had no idea what she had meant but now I do."
Eriol gave Tomoyo a small smile. "Your mission is to protect me from the clutches of my uncle, but. but you won't succeed."
Tomoyo blinked, aura flaring around her with determination. "I will succeed."
Eriol grinned weakly and shrugged in response. Firasi had left the room leaving the couple alone.
"So now I have told you my story, will you give me your answer?"
"I'll do it." Tomoyo answer, lips set in resolution.
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~Completed on: 26th December 2002~ ~Amended by: 29th January 2003~
Fanny chan: Okie. I guess my writing for this fic is getting from bad to worse. It's just that I have my schoolwork piling atop me and my passion for writing this particular fic had died down. So I hope I will manage to post this fic's epilogue by early-mid feb. And I would like to extend my sincere thanks to everyone who reviewed this fic. You rock! Tomoyo: Fanny's birthday is coming soon. So she will post another chapter on her birthday which is. Chibi Fanny: 31st JANUARY!!!!!! *squeals* Tomoyo: *sighs* You didn't have to cut me off did you? *shakes head* Fanny chan: *grins* Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me =^_^=
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The End ~Fanny chan~ Secrets told, the inevitable truth ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Tomoyo wearily blinked open her eyes, yawning. She had a marvelous surprise, a beautiful dance and her lover in a night. What more could she asked for?
"Good morning sleepy head." A kiss was gently dropped onto her forehead. She glanced around and the first thing that registered in her mind was that this was not her room. The second thing is that Eriol had just kissed her, though perhaps not on the lips as she hoped and the third thing is that she is in her nightgown and she knew she definitely did not changed it by herself.
Just at that moment, before any drastic actions were taken which may involve waking up the whole academy, Firasi came in.
She smiled at Eriol and Tomoyo in turn before setting down the tray she was carrying.
As she off-handedly noticed Tomoyo's dazed, confused state, she remarked.
"You fell asleep on Eriol's shoulder last night so he brought you to my room. I changed you. After all, I wouldn't want to ruin that nice dress of yours nor do I want you to be waking up with a stiff neck. Besides that, you will leave this place and go on your own adventure today. I have given you the option of Eriol to accompany you, or rather you accompany him."
Firasi narrowed her eyes in a mock glare.
"You had better appreciate what I'm doing for you darling. I had to sleep on that ruddy old couch while you have the bed and do you know the troubles I went through to tell Eriol of your graduation? I think not." Firasi huffed indignantly.
Tomoyo exchanged a glance with Eriol before returning her attention to Firasi. "I definitely appreciate it Fira. Thank you so much." And with that, Tomoyo embraced the smiling professor before giving a chaste kiss on Eriol's lips.
Eriol smile warmly at her. "It had been so long Tomoyo since I had seen you and I think you have grown up nicely." Suddenly his expression turned solemn.
"Remember the secret I had been keeping from you, the one which had forced you to avoid me, for our friendship to end?" Tomoyo nodded slowly, still reluctant to think about those awful week four years ago.
"I'll tell them to you now, and you will then decide if you will stay with such a dangerous creature as myself."
"Years ago, when I was only three, my mother told me of a uncle I had. His name was Figuo, uncle Figuo. He was a handsome young man, cheerful and kind, warm and friendly. But it had seemed that on his twenty-fifth birthday, when I was only at the age of one, something went wrong. Nobody knows what happened. One minute he was grinning merrily, drinking his favorite bottle of red wine and the next, he was snarling, glaring. His eyes began to glow dark red, the sign of pure evil, as if something terrible had possessed his body.
My great-grandmother, one the oldest living member of your family, was present that very day. She was grasping her heart, pointing desperately at the spot where my once-good-now-crazed-uncle stood. She kept muttering "Sahigon Sahigon Sahigon" endlessly until she collapsed, twitching involuntarily, rapidly. She died of a massive heart attack that very day.
As everyone gathered around my fallen great-grandmother, no one noticed that Uncle Figuo had slipped out of the front door, now a threat to us all."
Tomoyo mouth stood slacked. Her eyes big and iris diluted.
"A sahigon is a powerful wizard who draws on the negative energy for his or her more powerful spells." Firasi added resignedly.
"For the next four years after that incident, nothing major had affected our lives much. Well, not yet anyway. A month after my fifth birthday, a traumatic experience changed my life, as well as the world's.
It was late at night and I had gone to my room to get ready for bed as usual. I had closed my door when something, or rather, someone grabbed me from behind. I shivered as I stared into those livid red eyes. His next words were the one that chilled me to the bone. He told me he was my uncle Figuo. I had never in my life seen uncle Figuo face to face and at that moment, thoughts of terror ran through my mind, rooting me to the spot, the stories my mother told me. The world had become distinctively hazy.
He fished into the large cloak surrounding him and that was when I snapped out of my reverie. I made a grab for the door but he was too quick. He seemed to have shouted a spell and the next thing I knew, fiery heat was coursing through my entire body, licking my flesh.
And as I lay there, writhing with pain and agony, he came up to me and I could nearly imagine the cruel smirk dancing on his lips. He told my anguished mind that I will be his successor. The fire suddenly melted away and a rough hand gripped my chin and he forced his blood down my throat via a small cylinder.
My mother had came in at that moment and he glanced at her, than at me for the last time before fleeing through my open window.
And no matter how desperately I had tried to force his blood out, it was no longer of use. It had already seeped through my veins into my blood, tainting it." Eriol chuckled darkly.
"That's the beauty of the blood of a sahigon. Once you are picked and the blood is drunk, you have became a descendant of the sahigon that picked you and I was my uncle's."
"My family did not desert me, instead they started to care for me even more if that was possible. They brought me to Mafis the following month and I had studied the basics of magic then. The following year, the news of our uncle reached our ears- he was looking for his successor and is doing everything he can to get what he wants- destroying my homeland.
For one month, I had rapid training in the arts of swordfight, which was much easier to master than magic. This training was to help me live the haunted forest.
As my parents and I stood at the silver gates of the forest, my mother told me about you and everything about you. She is a seer, and had read my future. She told me what questions to ask. She had told me they were to die when they returned to Crisla [A/N: His homeland] and your mission as well."
Tomoyo gaze at him, weary from all the information she had to absorb. "Why hadn't you tell me then?"
"She told me I am only to tell to you after I discover my true feelings for you. I had no idea what she had meant but now I do."
Eriol gave Tomoyo a small smile. "Your mission is to protect me from the clutches of my uncle, but. but you won't succeed."
Tomoyo blinked, aura flaring around her with determination. "I will succeed."
Eriol grinned weakly and shrugged in response. Firasi had left the room leaving the couple alone.
"So now I have told you my story, will you give me your answer?"
"I'll do it." Tomoyo answer, lips set in resolution.
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~Completed on: 26th December 2002~ ~Amended by: 29th January 2003~