Hi everyone, I'm back with another chapter, although I think it's
only fair to warn you guys, the fic's almost nearing it's end.
There will be another 2-3 chapters though. Anyway thanks to
everyone who helped me cross the 50 review mark. This time I
could not believe my eyes when I got 20 reviews in 24 hrs! The
reviews this time were extremely interesting and fun to read.
Once again thanks everyone.
This chapter is dedicated to the entire Indian cricket team for their fantastic performance in the world cup so far and to everyone who has read and reviewed my fic. Hope you'll continue to do so.
To:
Moshi san - thanks so much.
Ranka - well they did not go all the way for the simple reason, I cannot write about them going all the way. * cheeks flaming *
Tomoyo-Sakura - I hope u r reading this, and yes I do remember to study.
Meta Lise - thanks for your good wishes, I need loads of them right now.
Dana Daidouji - yes tomoyo is going to be cold towards him, and I'll try and make my chapters long. Thanks for reviewing every one of my chaps.
crystal~heart - lols, u r probably gonna kill me at the end of this chap, but yes you will now know what's going to happen next, atleast partly.
fefa-chan - thanks for checking me out. And yes eriol definitely crossed the line, but atleast he realised it and stopped.
wingsoflove - no this is not the end. There will be atleast another 2-3 chapters.
lilkitten - plz don't kill me for the suspense in this one.
Blayde - neither did I imagine Eriol that way in the beginning. I guess my imagination took over.
Kirika - sorry for being evil, but I can't help it.
Ruby-servantof-eli - your wish is granted in this chap. Lols. Neither have I ever been to a pool party.
Thanks to everyone else who reviewed.
Chapter 6 - The Beauty and the Beast.
Tomoyo slammed her locker shut, with all the pent up emotions of the past few days. Just as she was about to enter class, she saw the poster put up outside the class, stating that the Winter Ball was going to be held the coming Friday evening. Oh great. Just what she needed. Now she had to worry about who was going to be her date, when she did'nt really want to go, just to stop Sakura from lining up guys in front of her and giving her the ultimatum of having to date one of them.
She shuddered. He was going to be there too, and she actually did not relish the prospect of seeing him again. She then lifted up her chin defiantly. There was absolutely no reason for her to be miserable, while that jerk would be having the time of his life, and played Romeo to the hilt, with the rest of the female population in Tomeoda High. Infact it only made her resolve harder, that she was not going to sit around and wait for him. And with that she confidently entered her class.
" Hey, Tomoyo, could you please spare me a minute after class", asked a tall, broad shouldered, handsome guy, as he walked up to her. " Sure, Ambrose", she said, a little puzzled though.
After class, she waited in the hallway while Ambrose approached her. She smiled at him, her face lit up in genuine warmth. " Hie" she said, while waiting for him to speak up. Instead he looked awkwardly at her and then down at the floor.
" Well", she said prompting him gently. " I was wondering if you could be my date for the upcoming ball", he asked, a little nervous. She smiled at him a little sadly.
" Ambrose", she said in a very gentle voice, " Yes, I could be your date for the upcoming ball, but it's only fair to let you know there can never be anything between us. We can only be friends."
He took it very well, and was very sporting about it. " I should have known that a pretty lady like you would be taken. So tell me, who's the lucky guy."
" I'll let you know when I'm ready" was her soft reply. He then looked at her with what she could only describe, as a look that a guy would sport, infront of the girl of his dreams. Too bad it was the wrong guy for her.
He then pressed his lips to hers gently. But this kiss left her feeling numb. There was no tingling feeling in her body, neither did she go weak kneed. Eriol's kisses brought her alive, and to him she gave all with no reservation, wheras Ambrose could not evoke any feeling in her.
He then stopped. " Well, can't blame me for trying", he said with a sad smile. " I'm really sorry Ambrose", she said feeling really guilty, for she never wanted to hurt his feelings. " Hey, it's okay, friend's it is then. I'll pick you up at 7:00 PM on Friday evening" he said. He then dropped a chaste kiss on her forehead. " Take care", he whispered and then was on his way.
She turned to leave, only to run into a rock solid wall. " What the hell were you thinking, kissing Keston", snarled Eriol. She was momentarily startled and then she flared up. " What I do with anyone is none of your business. I'll kiss all the guys in the whole damn school if I want to." His expression hardened. " And maybe I decided I wanted some experience", she went on recklessly.
" Well, is that so", he purred silkily. " I'll make sure you get all the damn experience you'll ever want!" and with that he yanked her roughly into his arms and proceeded to give her the most shameful treatment ever possible. His lips crushed hers and he trapped her against the wall, while his lips began a slow exploration. She kept her lips firmly clamped together.
She would be dammed if she let him have his way. He tried to force her lips apart, and she could feel her control slowly slipping away, as he licked her lips and then bit them gently. When that did not work, he brought his right hand up from her waist and squeezed her left breast.
That did it. The last vestiges of her self control slipped away and she opened her mouth and moaned, partly in shock, at him doing such a private thing in the middle of the school hallway, and partly in pleasure. He took full advantage of it and plundered her mouth, making her gasp and moan. She clutched on to him, as a fire burned through her very soul, and she responded with equal fervour and ardour. She matched him kiss for kiss, and all of a sudden she could no longer feel his lips on hers.
She looked at him through eyes hooded with desire, only to meet the triumphant look on his face. " Looks, like you can't stop wanting me", he said arrogantly, watching her closely. She completely snapped and did something she would never dream of doing under normal circumstances.
She slapped him! Her palm cracked his cheek with a force which swung his head to one side. He stared at her in complete disbelief, while she watched his expression, her chest heaving with emotion. And then satisfied, she managed to walk away, instead of collapsing right there.
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As she danced in Ambrose's arms, it was very ironical that her mind was completely on another man. Eriol had arrived looking more handsome than ever in his tux, with a simpering blonde on his arm, who wore the least clothes possible. She on the other hand in her cream gown, with a halter neck and a neck line that was deep and showed off her creamy breasts, was no match for the blonde who had long legs that reached her armpits. As she saw Eriol on the dance floor with her, caressing her naked back, she turned pale.
" Are you all right?" questioned Ambrose in concern. " I- I'm fine" she croaked. Not convinced at all, he said " Why don't you sit down for a while, and I'll get you something to drink." She nodded her head in assent.
As she waited for Ambrose, she felt a sudden tug at her arm. It was Pete Crenshaw, the school's biggest flirt leering at her, and reeking of liqour. " What do you want", she said sharply. " Tomoyo dear", he said, " always so pretty. Come and take a little walk with me", he said in a voice which the wily wolf used just before devouring the lamb.
Not wanting to create a scene she agreed, none too happy. As they reached a fountain in a secluded part of the school campus she said, " I think we should go back", feeling a little scared. Just then he brought his thick rough lips down on hers with force. " Now, now Tomoyo dear, there's nothing to be scared about. I've only just begun" he said as he began to press his lips all over her face and neck.
Completely revolted and disgusted she tried unsuccessfully to push him off, but he was too strong for her. Panic flooded her like a tidal wave. She began to struggle. " Let me Go' she cried. " Tomoyo darling, there's no need to be shy" he said, his face twisted into an ugly look. She began to struggle but to no avail.
He pushed her onto the ground, and lay down on top of her effectively pinning her with his brute strength. ' Let me go" she cried, and began to hammer him with her fists, while he captured both her hands in one of his and began to kiss her breasts slavishly.
" Help" she screamed. " Somebody please help me", but no one would be able to hear her over the din of the music. She gasped in fright and horror as her gown ripped at the seams. No, this could not be happening to her!
That's it for this chapter. I'm sorry to leave you'll in a cliffy * grins wickedly * but the next part is too long, plus I'm exhausted. Dana, I hope this chapter was long. I tried to make it long. I hope you'll liked it. Please read and review. And finally the long awaited slap arrived. I know Eriol deserved this slap ages ago, but as my cousin pointed out, I like him too much to slap him. * sweat drops sheepishly *
embattledcurve.
This chapter is dedicated to the entire Indian cricket team for their fantastic performance in the world cup so far and to everyone who has read and reviewed my fic. Hope you'll continue to do so.
To:
Moshi san - thanks so much.
Ranka - well they did not go all the way for the simple reason, I cannot write about them going all the way. * cheeks flaming *
Tomoyo-Sakura - I hope u r reading this, and yes I do remember to study.
Meta Lise - thanks for your good wishes, I need loads of them right now.
Dana Daidouji - yes tomoyo is going to be cold towards him, and I'll try and make my chapters long. Thanks for reviewing every one of my chaps.
crystal~heart - lols, u r probably gonna kill me at the end of this chap, but yes you will now know what's going to happen next, atleast partly.
fefa-chan - thanks for checking me out. And yes eriol definitely crossed the line, but atleast he realised it and stopped.
wingsoflove - no this is not the end. There will be atleast another 2-3 chapters.
lilkitten - plz don't kill me for the suspense in this one.
Blayde - neither did I imagine Eriol that way in the beginning. I guess my imagination took over.
Kirika - sorry for being evil, but I can't help it.
Ruby-servantof-eli - your wish is granted in this chap. Lols. Neither have I ever been to a pool party.
Thanks to everyone else who reviewed.
Chapter 6 - The Beauty and the Beast.
Tomoyo slammed her locker shut, with all the pent up emotions of the past few days. Just as she was about to enter class, she saw the poster put up outside the class, stating that the Winter Ball was going to be held the coming Friday evening. Oh great. Just what she needed. Now she had to worry about who was going to be her date, when she did'nt really want to go, just to stop Sakura from lining up guys in front of her and giving her the ultimatum of having to date one of them.
She shuddered. He was going to be there too, and she actually did not relish the prospect of seeing him again. She then lifted up her chin defiantly. There was absolutely no reason for her to be miserable, while that jerk would be having the time of his life, and played Romeo to the hilt, with the rest of the female population in Tomeoda High. Infact it only made her resolve harder, that she was not going to sit around and wait for him. And with that she confidently entered her class.
" Hey, Tomoyo, could you please spare me a minute after class", asked a tall, broad shouldered, handsome guy, as he walked up to her. " Sure, Ambrose", she said, a little puzzled though.
After class, she waited in the hallway while Ambrose approached her. She smiled at him, her face lit up in genuine warmth. " Hie" she said, while waiting for him to speak up. Instead he looked awkwardly at her and then down at the floor.
" Well", she said prompting him gently. " I was wondering if you could be my date for the upcoming ball", he asked, a little nervous. She smiled at him a little sadly.
" Ambrose", she said in a very gentle voice, " Yes, I could be your date for the upcoming ball, but it's only fair to let you know there can never be anything between us. We can only be friends."
He took it very well, and was very sporting about it. " I should have known that a pretty lady like you would be taken. So tell me, who's the lucky guy."
" I'll let you know when I'm ready" was her soft reply. He then looked at her with what she could only describe, as a look that a guy would sport, infront of the girl of his dreams. Too bad it was the wrong guy for her.
He then pressed his lips to hers gently. But this kiss left her feeling numb. There was no tingling feeling in her body, neither did she go weak kneed. Eriol's kisses brought her alive, and to him she gave all with no reservation, wheras Ambrose could not evoke any feeling in her.
He then stopped. " Well, can't blame me for trying", he said with a sad smile. " I'm really sorry Ambrose", she said feeling really guilty, for she never wanted to hurt his feelings. " Hey, it's okay, friend's it is then. I'll pick you up at 7:00 PM on Friday evening" he said. He then dropped a chaste kiss on her forehead. " Take care", he whispered and then was on his way.
She turned to leave, only to run into a rock solid wall. " What the hell were you thinking, kissing Keston", snarled Eriol. She was momentarily startled and then she flared up. " What I do with anyone is none of your business. I'll kiss all the guys in the whole damn school if I want to." His expression hardened. " And maybe I decided I wanted some experience", she went on recklessly.
" Well, is that so", he purred silkily. " I'll make sure you get all the damn experience you'll ever want!" and with that he yanked her roughly into his arms and proceeded to give her the most shameful treatment ever possible. His lips crushed hers and he trapped her against the wall, while his lips began a slow exploration. She kept her lips firmly clamped together.
She would be dammed if she let him have his way. He tried to force her lips apart, and she could feel her control slowly slipping away, as he licked her lips and then bit them gently. When that did not work, he brought his right hand up from her waist and squeezed her left breast.
That did it. The last vestiges of her self control slipped away and she opened her mouth and moaned, partly in shock, at him doing such a private thing in the middle of the school hallway, and partly in pleasure. He took full advantage of it and plundered her mouth, making her gasp and moan. She clutched on to him, as a fire burned through her very soul, and she responded with equal fervour and ardour. She matched him kiss for kiss, and all of a sudden she could no longer feel his lips on hers.
She looked at him through eyes hooded with desire, only to meet the triumphant look on his face. " Looks, like you can't stop wanting me", he said arrogantly, watching her closely. She completely snapped and did something she would never dream of doing under normal circumstances.
She slapped him! Her palm cracked his cheek with a force which swung his head to one side. He stared at her in complete disbelief, while she watched his expression, her chest heaving with emotion. And then satisfied, she managed to walk away, instead of collapsing right there.
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As she danced in Ambrose's arms, it was very ironical that her mind was completely on another man. Eriol had arrived looking more handsome than ever in his tux, with a simpering blonde on his arm, who wore the least clothes possible. She on the other hand in her cream gown, with a halter neck and a neck line that was deep and showed off her creamy breasts, was no match for the blonde who had long legs that reached her armpits. As she saw Eriol on the dance floor with her, caressing her naked back, she turned pale.
" Are you all right?" questioned Ambrose in concern. " I- I'm fine" she croaked. Not convinced at all, he said " Why don't you sit down for a while, and I'll get you something to drink." She nodded her head in assent.
As she waited for Ambrose, she felt a sudden tug at her arm. It was Pete Crenshaw, the school's biggest flirt leering at her, and reeking of liqour. " What do you want", she said sharply. " Tomoyo dear", he said, " always so pretty. Come and take a little walk with me", he said in a voice which the wily wolf used just before devouring the lamb.
Not wanting to create a scene she agreed, none too happy. As they reached a fountain in a secluded part of the school campus she said, " I think we should go back", feeling a little scared. Just then he brought his thick rough lips down on hers with force. " Now, now Tomoyo dear, there's nothing to be scared about. I've only just begun" he said as he began to press his lips all over her face and neck.
Completely revolted and disgusted she tried unsuccessfully to push him off, but he was too strong for her. Panic flooded her like a tidal wave. She began to struggle. " Let me Go' she cried. " Tomoyo darling, there's no need to be shy" he said, his face twisted into an ugly look. She began to struggle but to no avail.
He pushed her onto the ground, and lay down on top of her effectively pinning her with his brute strength. ' Let me go" she cried, and began to hammer him with her fists, while he captured both her hands in one of his and began to kiss her breasts slavishly.
" Help" she screamed. " Somebody please help me", but no one would be able to hear her over the din of the music. She gasped in fright and horror as her gown ripped at the seams. No, this could not be happening to her!
That's it for this chapter. I'm sorry to leave you'll in a cliffy * grins wickedly * but the next part is too long, plus I'm exhausted. Dana, I hope this chapter was long. I tried to make it long. I hope you'll liked it. Please read and review. And finally the long awaited slap arrived. I know Eriol deserved this slap ages ago, but as my cousin pointed out, I like him too much to slap him. * sweat drops sheepishly *
embattledcurve.