A.N: I haven't got anything to say coz I haven't seen if you've written any
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Until Eternity
Tomoyo sat on the plane, wringing the invitation in her hands.
Perhaps she shouldn't have done that, she thought as she looked down at the crumpled crème invitation.
She hadn't seen Sakura and about five years. She'd tried her best to keep in contact, but there was nothing much sustaining her to do so.
Something just told her to stop calling, stop writing, it's no use, the two of you will never be as close as before.
Eriol on the other hand, was a bigger matter. Over the years they had gotten pretty close, she had to admit that, yet never once had they seen pictures or seen what each other had become.
She had always expected him to stay the same sweet boy as he was over the phone.
She remembered the day she had moved to Hong Kong to get away from Sakura and Syaoran's love life in Japan.
It had just got too much and in the end she had gone to live with Meiling, also about to be married.
Funny how all the people around her seemed to be getting on with their lives, while Tomoyo lived on someone else's memories.
Yes, someone else's memories.
I person she didn't even know the name of, living in her mind, slowly, day by day consuming her, sucking her into these memories, sucking her into the past and engulfing her in a love for a man Tomoyo didn't even know.
The dark mysterious man who haunted her dreams. Incredibly handsome, soft- voiced, gentle nature. Someone who probably didn't even exist.
And it was because of her unrequited love for this man she didn't know and these memories that stopped her from moving on with her life, getting over her failed relationships, getting over her broken friendships with people who were too far away.
She rubbed her temples as her head began to throb, why her?? Why did these memories plague her?? Couldn't she be alone and left to live her life as any normal person?? Why was it her that was picked?? What was so damn special about her??
"Please buckle your seatbelts passengers, we are about to land...." Came a polite voice over the intercom.
Tomoyo ignored the first warning, lost in her own thoughts.
"Please Miss, Could you buckle your safety belt??"
Tomoyo looked up at the air stewardess with a polite smile plastered on her over made-up face.
Tomoyo rubbed her eyes tiredly, "Aa....." She replied.
~*~
Eriol sat beside Nakuru as she complained on and on to a stewardess who looked close to tears.
Gently, Eriol touched Nakuru's arm. "Nakuru, I think that's enough....."
Nakuru looked at him sorrowfully, "Hai, Eriol-sama......"
The stewardess walked away, bursting into tears moments later.
"You can really be quite cruel......" Eriol smiled.
"It's a part of my personality, you created me, so you of all people should know," she replied haughtily.
"Of course, Nakuru-sama......" Eriol replied, a smirk on his face.
"You seem a lot happier than when we were at home......" Suppi commented from Nakuru's handbag
"Aa, I believe I am......"
"It's because she's going to be there, isn't it??"
Eriol looked out the window avoiding the question.
"Oh look, he's blushing......" Nakuru squealed
Eriol looked away from her, watching as the scenery below them passed by like a huge patchwork quilt.
So much like the one she sent him when he commented to her that it was cold in England.
He smiled to himself; maybe he was only going because she would be there....
Just maybe....
~*~
Tomoyo looked around the crowded airport, searching for her friend.
Finally she saw a crop of auburn hair bouncing through the crowd, dragging someone along behind her.
"Tomoyo-chan!!!!!!!!!" a voice yelled over all the noise and racket, Sakura finally bounding into Tomoyo's arms.
"Sakura-chan..." Tomoyo said smiling politely at Syaoran who stood at a distance.
"How are you Daidouji-san??" he asked
"I'm good, things are good..... everything's good....." she said awkwardly.
"Ne Tomoyo-chan," Sakura said as she led her through the crowded airport, "We have to go find the best man, so just hang on a minute, ne?"
"Hai."
Sakura left Tomoyo standing by the huge pillar, running off, dragging Syaoran along.
Tomoyo sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear, sitting down on her bag. Things would never change between the two of them, not as long as she was this close to Syaoran. They'd never be the friends that they used to.
A chill ran down her spine as pictures of a woman's memory flashed before her.
~*~
Eriol looked around the waiting lounge.
They weren't here yet; he scanned the sea of faces and spotted a young woman standing by a pillar, pressing one hand against it, the other holding her head.
He watched as she slowly began to collapse, running to her side hoping to keep her up.
He caught her in his arms, her lifeless body almost pliable in his arms.
"Onna-san!!!" he said holding her up.
She let out a sigh but didn't move.
He scooped her up into his arms, holding her as she fell unconscious.
She seemed so familiar.
"Eriol-kun!!!" a voice said over the crowd, a crop of auburn hair rushing to him.
Sakura stopped as she saw the woman in his arms.
"I see you've found Tomoyo-chan...." she said slightly dazed.
~*~
Tomoyo rolled over, sitting bolt upright realizing she wasn't in the airport.
She looked around the plush room, the white creamy curtains which trailed along the floor, walls painted a soft pink.
She looked to her left hand and saw somebody sleeping in a chair leaning against the bed, her hand firmly in his grasp.
Quickly she squirmed away from the stranger, fear running through her veins.
She watching him closely, moving closer as curiosity got the best of her.
She brushed his hair away from his eyes, noticing the glasses on the table.
Suddenly his eyes flickered open, breaking into a smile as she quickly moved back to the other side of the bed.
"You're awake....."
"Who....Who are you??!!!!"
"Me??"
Tomoyo nodded energetically.
"Tomoyo-chan!!!!! You're awake!!" Sakura voice screamed as she burst into the room.
"Sakura-chan?? What are you doing here??"
"This is Syaoran's house," Sakura said puzzedly.
"I'm confused......" Tomoyo said burying her head in her hands.
"Daijoubu da yo....it'll all be explained in a minute......" the stranger smiled, now standing, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"We thought you were sick, fainting like that, it was a good thing Eriol- kun found you..."
"Eriol-kun??" she said turning to her hero.
"Konnichiwa, Tomoyo-san....." he smiled
"Eriol-kun!!!!" she yelled happily hugging him tightly.
"It's good to see you too......" he smiled holding her close.
"Hoe...." Sakura said softly, turning red at watching the two, "Is there something I don't know about??"
"Tomoyo-san and I have been in contact since I left, that's all....." Eriol filled in still holding onto Tomoyo who squeezed him tightly.
"Ohhhhh....." Sakura nodded, finally understanding.
"Oi, Sakura-chan....." Syaoran said bursting in and stopping at the sight of Tomoyo and Eriol.
He looked from one to the other, the two not paying heed to him.
"Nani??!!" he screamed looking quickly from one to the other.
Sakura walked towards him, muttering words in his ear.
"Hontou?" Syaoran broke out.
Sakura nodded and began to whisper again, Syaoran nodding continuosly. Suddenly Syaoran turned bright red.
"Sakura!!" he said in surprise.
Sakura leaned over and whispered something again, Syaoran turning from a light red to deep scarlet.
"Come on," he said dragging her out of the room.
"Ja ne!" she smiled, following as Syaoran lead her out of the room.
Eriol let go of Tomoyo sitting again the chair beside the bed.
She was no longer the young raven-haired girl who sat infront of him in elementary school.
Instead, a young woman replaced her, deep, dark hair cascading down her back., framing her pale face.
"Nani??" she asked, after she noticed he was staring at her.
"Nanimo nai... It's just that you've changed..."
"That's what people do," she replied.
"Aa..." Eriol smiled.
"You've changed too." She smiled, "You're not the liar you used to be." Tomoyo said sitting up straighter
"Liar??" Eriol scoffed, smiling
"Hai."
"I only made up stuff..." he smiled
"That's considered lying," she said, pointing her finger at him.
"It's great seeing you after all this time..."
"You too..." Tomoyo smiled gently.
"How long has it been??"
Tomoyo thought for a minute, "About thirteen years."
"You've been counting too."
"That depends, have you been counting too??" her eyes narrowed.
"Iie...." Eriol smiled, looking back out the window, only to find that there wasn't one.
"The window's that way..." Tomoyo giggled as Eriol turned bright red, looking at his feet.
"Don't worry," she continued, "I've been counting too...." she said softly as she stood up and left.
**
Tsuzuku
Until Eternity
Tomoyo sat on the plane, wringing the invitation in her hands.
Perhaps she shouldn't have done that, she thought as she looked down at the crumpled crème invitation.
She hadn't seen Sakura and about five years. She'd tried her best to keep in contact, but there was nothing much sustaining her to do so.
Something just told her to stop calling, stop writing, it's no use, the two of you will never be as close as before.
Eriol on the other hand, was a bigger matter. Over the years they had gotten pretty close, she had to admit that, yet never once had they seen pictures or seen what each other had become.
She had always expected him to stay the same sweet boy as he was over the phone.
She remembered the day she had moved to Hong Kong to get away from Sakura and Syaoran's love life in Japan.
It had just got too much and in the end she had gone to live with Meiling, also about to be married.
Funny how all the people around her seemed to be getting on with their lives, while Tomoyo lived on someone else's memories.
Yes, someone else's memories.
I person she didn't even know the name of, living in her mind, slowly, day by day consuming her, sucking her into these memories, sucking her into the past and engulfing her in a love for a man Tomoyo didn't even know.
The dark mysterious man who haunted her dreams. Incredibly handsome, soft- voiced, gentle nature. Someone who probably didn't even exist.
And it was because of her unrequited love for this man she didn't know and these memories that stopped her from moving on with her life, getting over her failed relationships, getting over her broken friendships with people who were too far away.
She rubbed her temples as her head began to throb, why her?? Why did these memories plague her?? Couldn't she be alone and left to live her life as any normal person?? Why was it her that was picked?? What was so damn special about her??
"Please buckle your seatbelts passengers, we are about to land...." Came a polite voice over the intercom.
Tomoyo ignored the first warning, lost in her own thoughts.
"Please Miss, Could you buckle your safety belt??"
Tomoyo looked up at the air stewardess with a polite smile plastered on her over made-up face.
Tomoyo rubbed her eyes tiredly, "Aa....." She replied.
~*~
Eriol sat beside Nakuru as she complained on and on to a stewardess who looked close to tears.
Gently, Eriol touched Nakuru's arm. "Nakuru, I think that's enough....."
Nakuru looked at him sorrowfully, "Hai, Eriol-sama......"
The stewardess walked away, bursting into tears moments later.
"You can really be quite cruel......" Eriol smiled.
"It's a part of my personality, you created me, so you of all people should know," she replied haughtily.
"Of course, Nakuru-sama......" Eriol replied, a smirk on his face.
"You seem a lot happier than when we were at home......" Suppi commented from Nakuru's handbag
"Aa, I believe I am......"
"It's because she's going to be there, isn't it??"
Eriol looked out the window avoiding the question.
"Oh look, he's blushing......" Nakuru squealed
Eriol looked away from her, watching as the scenery below them passed by like a huge patchwork quilt.
So much like the one she sent him when he commented to her that it was cold in England.
He smiled to himself; maybe he was only going because she would be there....
Just maybe....
~*~
Tomoyo looked around the crowded airport, searching for her friend.
Finally she saw a crop of auburn hair bouncing through the crowd, dragging someone along behind her.
"Tomoyo-chan!!!!!!!!!" a voice yelled over all the noise and racket, Sakura finally bounding into Tomoyo's arms.
"Sakura-chan..." Tomoyo said smiling politely at Syaoran who stood at a distance.
"How are you Daidouji-san??" he asked
"I'm good, things are good..... everything's good....." she said awkwardly.
"Ne Tomoyo-chan," Sakura said as she led her through the crowded airport, "We have to go find the best man, so just hang on a minute, ne?"
"Hai."
Sakura left Tomoyo standing by the huge pillar, running off, dragging Syaoran along.
Tomoyo sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear, sitting down on her bag. Things would never change between the two of them, not as long as she was this close to Syaoran. They'd never be the friends that they used to.
A chill ran down her spine as pictures of a woman's memory flashed before her.
~*~
Eriol looked around the waiting lounge.
They weren't here yet; he scanned the sea of faces and spotted a young woman standing by a pillar, pressing one hand against it, the other holding her head.
He watched as she slowly began to collapse, running to her side hoping to keep her up.
He caught her in his arms, her lifeless body almost pliable in his arms.
"Onna-san!!!" he said holding her up.
She let out a sigh but didn't move.
He scooped her up into his arms, holding her as she fell unconscious.
She seemed so familiar.
"Eriol-kun!!!" a voice said over the crowd, a crop of auburn hair rushing to him.
Sakura stopped as she saw the woman in his arms.
"I see you've found Tomoyo-chan...." she said slightly dazed.
~*~
Tomoyo rolled over, sitting bolt upright realizing she wasn't in the airport.
She looked around the plush room, the white creamy curtains which trailed along the floor, walls painted a soft pink.
She looked to her left hand and saw somebody sleeping in a chair leaning against the bed, her hand firmly in his grasp.
Quickly she squirmed away from the stranger, fear running through her veins.
She watching him closely, moving closer as curiosity got the best of her.
She brushed his hair away from his eyes, noticing the glasses on the table.
Suddenly his eyes flickered open, breaking into a smile as she quickly moved back to the other side of the bed.
"You're awake....."
"Who....Who are you??!!!!"
"Me??"
Tomoyo nodded energetically.
"Tomoyo-chan!!!!! You're awake!!" Sakura voice screamed as she burst into the room.
"Sakura-chan?? What are you doing here??"
"This is Syaoran's house," Sakura said puzzedly.
"I'm confused......" Tomoyo said burying her head in her hands.
"Daijoubu da yo....it'll all be explained in a minute......" the stranger smiled, now standing, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"We thought you were sick, fainting like that, it was a good thing Eriol- kun found you..."
"Eriol-kun??" she said turning to her hero.
"Konnichiwa, Tomoyo-san....." he smiled
"Eriol-kun!!!!" she yelled happily hugging him tightly.
"It's good to see you too......" he smiled holding her close.
"Hoe...." Sakura said softly, turning red at watching the two, "Is there something I don't know about??"
"Tomoyo-san and I have been in contact since I left, that's all....." Eriol filled in still holding onto Tomoyo who squeezed him tightly.
"Ohhhhh....." Sakura nodded, finally understanding.
"Oi, Sakura-chan....." Syaoran said bursting in and stopping at the sight of Tomoyo and Eriol.
He looked from one to the other, the two not paying heed to him.
"Nani??!!" he screamed looking quickly from one to the other.
Sakura walked towards him, muttering words in his ear.
"Hontou?" Syaoran broke out.
Sakura nodded and began to whisper again, Syaoran nodding continuosly. Suddenly Syaoran turned bright red.
"Sakura!!" he said in surprise.
Sakura leaned over and whispered something again, Syaoran turning from a light red to deep scarlet.
"Come on," he said dragging her out of the room.
"Ja ne!" she smiled, following as Syaoran lead her out of the room.
Eriol let go of Tomoyo sitting again the chair beside the bed.
She was no longer the young raven-haired girl who sat infront of him in elementary school.
Instead, a young woman replaced her, deep, dark hair cascading down her back., framing her pale face.
"Nani??" she asked, after she noticed he was staring at her.
"Nanimo nai... It's just that you've changed..."
"That's what people do," she replied.
"Aa..." Eriol smiled.
"You've changed too." She smiled, "You're not the liar you used to be." Tomoyo said sitting up straighter
"Liar??" Eriol scoffed, smiling
"Hai."
"I only made up stuff..." he smiled
"That's considered lying," she said, pointing her finger at him.
"It's great seeing you after all this time..."
"You too..." Tomoyo smiled gently.
"How long has it been??"
Tomoyo thought for a minute, "About thirteen years."
"You've been counting too."
"That depends, have you been counting too??" her eyes narrowed.
"Iie...." Eriol smiled, looking back out the window, only to find that there wasn't one.
"The window's that way..." Tomoyo giggled as Eriol turned bright red, looking at his feet.
"Don't worry," she continued, "I've been counting too...." she said softly as she stood up and left.
**
Tsuzuku