Complicated Life
By: Na-chan
Disclaimer: Do I have to say this again? IDONOTOWNCCSITSCOPYRIGHTEDBYCLAMP. Got that? Good. And I
don't own the song "Tomorrow Morning." Someone else does.
Chapter 9: The end of the beginning
Author's Notes: Confusing title! Wahhh!!! Took me awhile to get this out. Finally my late fic has
come to an end. Thank you to all those who reviewed!!! I am forever indebted to you...I think.
This fic has been discombobulating from the start. I hope you didn't get lost somewhere in
between. ^___^ Enjoy!
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The last of the tourists exited the Tokyo Tower. Some of them sported dissatisfied looks while
others grumbled about the sudden notice of inconvenience. This disappointment was due to the
fact that it was only 7:30 and the upper observation deck was already closed. If this was another
ordinary day it would have been still open until 9:00. The staff, however, found this day to be
distinct from the rest. Especially since they were constantly bothered by the occasional pounds
and sporadic screams coming from the janitor's closet found at the upper observation deck. Eager
as they were to scout out the source of this unpleasant noise, the staff head had informed them
to leave the matter be and simply close the said observation deck. And this order they followed
docilely. They knew very well that it was useless to go against the boss.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inside the certain object of curiosity....
Tick tock tick tock.
"Aarg! I can't take this anymore. I want to get out of here," Tomoyo Daidouji was not placid. Who
would be after being trapped inside a small room for 30 minutes?
"You might lose your voice if you keep yelling like that."
She turned to the one who had spoken. "I can't see why you're so calm, Hiiragizawa."
Eriol looked amused. "Those who panic are those who lose."
She raised an eyebrow. "Nobody said this was a competition."
"It was just some words of wisdom to soothe your negative aura."
"Thank you for being so thoughtful," She replied, sarcastic.
"You're always welcome, Daidouji-san."
The room grew silent.
It was Tomoyo who spoke first. "So...do you think we'll starve here? They could find us in maybe
days or weeks..." She shuddered at a mental image of her being nothing but bones.
He, on the other hand, took the matter lightly. "Nothing to worry about. With the noise you've
created, the whole Japan would be looking for the source of disturbance."
"Haha."
"But I'm not complaining. It's better than your silence. Though it is annoying after awhile," He
smiled in an attempt to try and keep the conversation going.
"........"
"I'd prefer it if you sang instead."
Her eyes gave away her concealed surprise. "I don't sing."
"Really? I was 100% sure I heard your soprano voice a few days ago by the balcony."
She blushed. "I don't sing for an audience."
"I'm not one to beg Daidouji-san but since it's very difficult to persuade you..." He inched
closer. "I happen to be informed on your weak points."
"Are you sure? Well I'm all for spraying you with some pepper spray if you try something."
He tried to look hurt at that statement. "I guess that means I can't tickle you until you yield
for mercy."
"Exactly." Then after a moment, "All right. I'll sing for you. Just one song, okay?"
He nodded.
She started off humming a tune then..
Lonely, lost every part of me
maybe, outstayed my company
walking in to sad scenes
hold me tight and say goodbye
I've seen, behind tomorrow's sky
you be, my missing alibi
bone me over backwards
turn around and change my mind
Cause I've been thinking
about our world tonight
slowly sinking into my appetite
tomorrow morning
are you a friend of mine
She stopped singing in the middle of the song. Even though Eriol did not recognize the song, he
felt like it was hanging in some sort of way. "Please continue."
"I don't remember the lyrics," She lied.
Luckily, he did not press the matter. "Thank you, Tomoyo-san. I'm speechless."
"You're welcome, Eriol."
He smiled. They were finally on a first name basis. Then his stomach let out a groan. He turned
beet red.
She laughed. "I guess you're hungry. C'mon maybe there's food in one of these cabinets."
A moment later...
"Look, there's a present in one of the cabinets," Eriol remarked. He scanned the wrapped article
carefully when a card fell from it.
Tomoyo picked it up and read it out loud. "To Tsubasa, Happy anniversary. Love, Kazuma."
To summarize the events that occurred after the discovery, Eriol and Tomoyo were not happy
campers.
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"Moshi, moshi. Shinobiki residence," Tsubasa greeted the other line.
"Tsubasa, it's me."
"I knew it was you. So how's it going with Spinel?"
"The cat's well-behaved," Kazuma replied. "But that's not the problem," He added.
"What is?" She was starting to get worried.
He paused. "I don't know how to say this..."
"The truth shall set you free."
He winced at the impatient tone in her voice. "You see... I bought your anniversary present
yesterday."
"And?" She had no idea why this would be a source of trouble. It was actually good that he
remembered that they would be dating for 6 months already.
"While we were fixing the janitor's closet, I accidentally left it there."
"What!? Did it have a card?" Dread rang clear through her voice.
He nodded through the phone. "Yeah."
"This is bad. This is really, really bad."
"I know."
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Morning seemed to be taking the scenic route since it took forever before the first rays of dawn
seeped into the glass interior of the Tokyo tower. Our locked couple, however, was not informed
of the transition from night to day. Both were still asleep after dreaming up revenge schemes
until midnight. It was Eriol who woke up first.
His first instinct was to check the time. 7:02. Too early to get up. He was about to close his
eyes when he felt something warm leaning on his shoulder. Tomoyo. Last night had taken its toll
on her. She had fallen asleep beside him after laughing too hard because of one of his stories.
Not having the heart to wake her, he hadn't moved from the spot where he had been seated. And it
was worth it, seeing her like this, a serene smile on her lips. A strand of hair had intruded
onto her pale face and he pushed it into place. He closed his eyes and tried to savor the moment.
Who knows when he'll ever be able to be this close to her again?
"I guess this is one of the highlights of an early bird."
Eriol's eyes snapped open at the girl's voice. "Good morning, Tomoyo-san."
"Good morning," She greeted back and rubbed her temple.
"Sleep well last night?" He queried, noticing her attempts to calm a forming headache.
"Not exactly."
"Me too."
"I'm going to kill Tsubasa and Kazuma when I get out of here."
He grinned. "I had no idea you were a morning person, Tomoyo-san."
"I'm not."
His grin widened. "I'm not a morning person either."
She raised an eyebrow as if to ask, "Then why are you so cheery this early?".
"...I guess since I'm with you."
She blushed lightly. "I'm immune to your sweet talk."
"It doesn't hurt to try."
She narrowed her eyes, still pink. "Fine." Then she added, "Then I'll try to open the door
again." Walking over to the harassed looking door (due to Tomoyo's pounding the night before),
she yanked it open, a half of her willing it open and the other half, praying it would not. How
the other half had come to exist, she did not know.
Miraculously, it did. Open that is.
Both parties locked in the forsaken closet couldn't have been happier.
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It was still dark when the couple had been freed of their prison. The tower was already open
though, so they were able to leave the historical location for a ride in Eriol's car. How they
were able to contain their vengeful spirits from storming their friends' homes, we'll never know.
All know that the Altis sped through the streets at 60 kph, its direction, home. The two
passengers were engaged in a conversation.
"Are you as famished as me?" The driver asked.
"Yep. They could've have at least left some chips in one of the cabinets," Tomoyo complained.
He smirked.
"What?"
"It's nothing."
"Tell me."
"Last night was fun. More than our date. I got to know a lot about you."
"Is that your definition of fun?" She laughed.
He sighed. "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
A pregnant pause.
"I like you, Tomoyo-san."
Her eyes widened slightly. Eriol? Likes me? No way.
"I'm sorry if I've been a jerk sometimes. Whenever I'm with you...it's a weird feeling."
Maybe, just maybe, she could let him know her, the real her. She smiled. "Yeah, me too. But I'm
still unsure."
He stopped the car. "Really?" His eyes suddenly brightened at the first statement.
"Yep, hence the Tomorrow Morning song," she admitted, blushing slightly.
"You never finished it."
She hesitated. "Do you want to hear the other part?"
"Of course. You're voice is heavenly. I'm not kidding."
"Oh, all right."
I swear, you've left me open
Nowhere, to hide this moment
Overcrowded daydreams
We're lost or so it seems
"Now it feels complete."
"Uh..."
"What's wrong Tomoyo?"
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Oh, sorry! I forgot," He grinned sheepishly and gunned the engine. Sheesh, every time she smiles
I act so featherheaded.
"So, Hiiragizawa Eriol is a sucker for pretty girls like me."
"And Daidouji Tomoyo is a sucker for gorgeous guys...like me."
"Don't bet on it," She pushed him playfully.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a new beginning for the both of them, Eriol and Tomoyo. It was like a baby being born or
a flower blooming. It could be likened to the rising sun and contrasted to the setting star. But
enough of the comparisons. It's time for our ending scene.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Well, we're here."
"Yeah. Walk me to my next class?"
"Sure."
It was a completely ordinary conversation between two people in the eyes of many. But to the eyes
of their close friends, Tsubasa and Kazuma, this was nothing but monumental.
"Oh my gosh! Our plan really did work," Tsubasa exclaimed as she eavesdropped on her bestfriend's
idle talk.
Kazuma raised an cynical eyebrow. "Really? Maybe they're just faking it," Then, "What!? Is that
Daidouji holding hands with Hiiragizawa? Are my eyes deceiving me?"
She pinched him.
"Oww! What was that for?"
"See? You're awake. And keep it down. We don't want them to find us."
"I know what you mean," He said as he rubbed his head where Tomoyo had bonked him earlier with an
extremely thick Physics book.
"Shh. They're coming this way."
The couple was indeed coming their way but they were taking their time.
"Can they walk any slower?"
"Maybe. Duck."
The two spies hid behind a corner, shielded from view. By doing this they missed Tomoyo giving
Eriol a kiss on the cheek. When they rebounded, they only caught a fleeting glimpse of the said
act.
"How could I miss that!?"
"It's not your fault. I didn't see it either."
"B-But!"
"No buts Tsubasa. Hurry up, we still have class."
"Oh, okay."
It truly was the end of the beginning.
~~Not yet the end!
Author's Notes: Okay, this will be continued but three years have passed. R&R!
By: Na-chan
Disclaimer: Do I have to say this again? IDONOTOWNCCSITSCOPYRIGHTEDBYCLAMP. Got that? Good. And I
don't own the song "Tomorrow Morning." Someone else does.
Chapter 9: The end of the beginning
Author's Notes: Confusing title! Wahhh!!! Took me awhile to get this out. Finally my late fic has
come to an end. Thank you to all those who reviewed!!! I am forever indebted to you...I think.
This fic has been discombobulating from the start. I hope you didn't get lost somewhere in
between. ^___^ Enjoy!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The last of the tourists exited the Tokyo Tower. Some of them sported dissatisfied looks while
others grumbled about the sudden notice of inconvenience. This disappointment was due to the
fact that it was only 7:30 and the upper observation deck was already closed. If this was another
ordinary day it would have been still open until 9:00. The staff, however, found this day to be
distinct from the rest. Especially since they were constantly bothered by the occasional pounds
and sporadic screams coming from the janitor's closet found at the upper observation deck. Eager
as they were to scout out the source of this unpleasant noise, the staff head had informed them
to leave the matter be and simply close the said observation deck. And this order they followed
docilely. They knew very well that it was useless to go against the boss.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inside the certain object of curiosity....
Tick tock tick tock.
"Aarg! I can't take this anymore. I want to get out of here," Tomoyo Daidouji was not placid. Who
would be after being trapped inside a small room for 30 minutes?
"You might lose your voice if you keep yelling like that."
She turned to the one who had spoken. "I can't see why you're so calm, Hiiragizawa."
Eriol looked amused. "Those who panic are those who lose."
She raised an eyebrow. "Nobody said this was a competition."
"It was just some words of wisdom to soothe your negative aura."
"Thank you for being so thoughtful," She replied, sarcastic.
"You're always welcome, Daidouji-san."
The room grew silent.
It was Tomoyo who spoke first. "So...do you think we'll starve here? They could find us in maybe
days or weeks..." She shuddered at a mental image of her being nothing but bones.
He, on the other hand, took the matter lightly. "Nothing to worry about. With the noise you've
created, the whole Japan would be looking for the source of disturbance."
"Haha."
"But I'm not complaining. It's better than your silence. Though it is annoying after awhile," He
smiled in an attempt to try and keep the conversation going.
"........"
"I'd prefer it if you sang instead."
Her eyes gave away her concealed surprise. "I don't sing."
"Really? I was 100% sure I heard your soprano voice a few days ago by the balcony."
She blushed. "I don't sing for an audience."
"I'm not one to beg Daidouji-san but since it's very difficult to persuade you..." He inched
closer. "I happen to be informed on your weak points."
"Are you sure? Well I'm all for spraying you with some pepper spray if you try something."
He tried to look hurt at that statement. "I guess that means I can't tickle you until you yield
for mercy."
"Exactly." Then after a moment, "All right. I'll sing for you. Just one song, okay?"
He nodded.
She started off humming a tune then..
Lonely, lost every part of me
maybe, outstayed my company
walking in to sad scenes
hold me tight and say goodbye
I've seen, behind tomorrow's sky
you be, my missing alibi
bone me over backwards
turn around and change my mind
Cause I've been thinking
about our world tonight
slowly sinking into my appetite
tomorrow morning
are you a friend of mine
She stopped singing in the middle of the song. Even though Eriol did not recognize the song, he
felt like it was hanging in some sort of way. "Please continue."
"I don't remember the lyrics," She lied.
Luckily, he did not press the matter. "Thank you, Tomoyo-san. I'm speechless."
"You're welcome, Eriol."
He smiled. They were finally on a first name basis. Then his stomach let out a groan. He turned
beet red.
She laughed. "I guess you're hungry. C'mon maybe there's food in one of these cabinets."
A moment later...
"Look, there's a present in one of the cabinets," Eriol remarked. He scanned the wrapped article
carefully when a card fell from it.
Tomoyo picked it up and read it out loud. "To Tsubasa, Happy anniversary. Love, Kazuma."
To summarize the events that occurred after the discovery, Eriol and Tomoyo were not happy
campers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Moshi, moshi. Shinobiki residence," Tsubasa greeted the other line.
"Tsubasa, it's me."
"I knew it was you. So how's it going with Spinel?"
"The cat's well-behaved," Kazuma replied. "But that's not the problem," He added.
"What is?" She was starting to get worried.
He paused. "I don't know how to say this..."
"The truth shall set you free."
He winced at the impatient tone in her voice. "You see... I bought your anniversary present
yesterday."
"And?" She had no idea why this would be a source of trouble. It was actually good that he
remembered that they would be dating for 6 months already.
"While we were fixing the janitor's closet, I accidentally left it there."
"What!? Did it have a card?" Dread rang clear through her voice.
He nodded through the phone. "Yeah."
"This is bad. This is really, really bad."
"I know."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Morning seemed to be taking the scenic route since it took forever before the first rays of dawn
seeped into the glass interior of the Tokyo tower. Our locked couple, however, was not informed
of the transition from night to day. Both were still asleep after dreaming up revenge schemes
until midnight. It was Eriol who woke up first.
His first instinct was to check the time. 7:02. Too early to get up. He was about to close his
eyes when he felt something warm leaning on his shoulder. Tomoyo. Last night had taken its toll
on her. She had fallen asleep beside him after laughing too hard because of one of his stories.
Not having the heart to wake her, he hadn't moved from the spot where he had been seated. And it
was worth it, seeing her like this, a serene smile on her lips. A strand of hair had intruded
onto her pale face and he pushed it into place. He closed his eyes and tried to savor the moment.
Who knows when he'll ever be able to be this close to her again?
"I guess this is one of the highlights of an early bird."
Eriol's eyes snapped open at the girl's voice. "Good morning, Tomoyo-san."
"Good morning," She greeted back and rubbed her temple.
"Sleep well last night?" He queried, noticing her attempts to calm a forming headache.
"Not exactly."
"Me too."
"I'm going to kill Tsubasa and Kazuma when I get out of here."
He grinned. "I had no idea you were a morning person, Tomoyo-san."
"I'm not."
His grin widened. "I'm not a morning person either."
She raised an eyebrow as if to ask, "Then why are you so cheery this early?".
"...I guess since I'm with you."
She blushed lightly. "I'm immune to your sweet talk."
"It doesn't hurt to try."
She narrowed her eyes, still pink. "Fine." Then she added, "Then I'll try to open the door
again." Walking over to the harassed looking door (due to Tomoyo's pounding the night before),
she yanked it open, a half of her willing it open and the other half, praying it would not. How
the other half had come to exist, she did not know.
Miraculously, it did. Open that is.
Both parties locked in the forsaken closet couldn't have been happier.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was still dark when the couple had been freed of their prison. The tower was already open
though, so they were able to leave the historical location for a ride in Eriol's car. How they
were able to contain their vengeful spirits from storming their friends' homes, we'll never know.
All know that the Altis sped through the streets at 60 kph, its direction, home. The two
passengers were engaged in a conversation.
"Are you as famished as me?" The driver asked.
"Yep. They could've have at least left some chips in one of the cabinets," Tomoyo complained.
He smirked.
"What?"
"It's nothing."
"Tell me."
"Last night was fun. More than our date. I got to know a lot about you."
"Is that your definition of fun?" She laughed.
He sighed. "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
A pregnant pause.
"I like you, Tomoyo-san."
Her eyes widened slightly. Eriol? Likes me? No way.
"I'm sorry if I've been a jerk sometimes. Whenever I'm with you...it's a weird feeling."
Maybe, just maybe, she could let him know her, the real her. She smiled. "Yeah, me too. But I'm
still unsure."
He stopped the car. "Really?" His eyes suddenly brightened at the first statement.
"Yep, hence the Tomorrow Morning song," she admitted, blushing slightly.
"You never finished it."
She hesitated. "Do you want to hear the other part?"
"Of course. You're voice is heavenly. I'm not kidding."
"Oh, all right."
I swear, you've left me open
Nowhere, to hide this moment
Overcrowded daydreams
We're lost or so it seems
"Now it feels complete."
"Uh..."
"What's wrong Tomoyo?"
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Oh, sorry! I forgot," He grinned sheepishly and gunned the engine. Sheesh, every time she smiles
I act so featherheaded.
"So, Hiiragizawa Eriol is a sucker for pretty girls like me."
"And Daidouji Tomoyo is a sucker for gorgeous guys...like me."
"Don't bet on it," She pushed him playfully.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a new beginning for the both of them, Eriol and Tomoyo. It was like a baby being born or
a flower blooming. It could be likened to the rising sun and contrasted to the setting star. But
enough of the comparisons. It's time for our ending scene.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Well, we're here."
"Yeah. Walk me to my next class?"
"Sure."
It was a completely ordinary conversation between two people in the eyes of many. But to the eyes
of their close friends, Tsubasa and Kazuma, this was nothing but monumental.
"Oh my gosh! Our plan really did work," Tsubasa exclaimed as she eavesdropped on her bestfriend's
idle talk.
Kazuma raised an cynical eyebrow. "Really? Maybe they're just faking it," Then, "What!? Is that
Daidouji holding hands with Hiiragizawa? Are my eyes deceiving me?"
She pinched him.
"Oww! What was that for?"
"See? You're awake. And keep it down. We don't want them to find us."
"I know what you mean," He said as he rubbed his head where Tomoyo had bonked him earlier with an
extremely thick Physics book.
"Shh. They're coming this way."
The couple was indeed coming their way but they were taking their time.
"Can they walk any slower?"
"Maybe. Duck."
The two spies hid behind a corner, shielded from view. By doing this they missed Tomoyo giving
Eriol a kiss on the cheek. When they rebounded, they only caught a fleeting glimpse of the said
act.
"How could I miss that!?"
"It's not your fault. I didn't see it either."
"B-But!"
"No buts Tsubasa. Hurry up, we still have class."
"Oh, okay."
It truly was the end of the beginning.
~~Not yet the end!
Author's Notes: Okay, this will be continued but three years have passed. R&R!
