He was received at the airport by a limo and he was really impressed. 'Plum-
Cherry House of Fashion' he thought to himself and again smirked his all so
famous smirk, which made all the women in the airport, turn back to look.
Even if he were not the best photographer in England, he was one of the wealthiest people in London. Even if he was not that rich, his looks would have itself brought him fame, which was clear from the attention he got from the complete female-population in the airport.
* * * * * * *
He was lodged in the best hotel in the city, and had been requested to come to the headquarters the next day.
He was still thinking of Tomoyo when he suddenly realized that Tomoyo, if he ever saw her, would have changed from the one he knew. With that thought in his mind, he slept more disturbed than he had in the past few weeks.
* * * * * * *
The next day he walked to The Plum-Cherry Fashion House which was just a few blocks away from his hotel. He was remembering the roads, which he had roamed with his friends, Sakura, Syaoran, Rika, etc., and mainly with Tomoyo (which was not a lot), yet the road on which he was walking just then was the same one on which Tomoyo had fainted, the road before the mall. And he noticed that the Malls building presently housed the Plum-Cherry House of Fashion, again he smirked to himself, 'What a silly name' he thought to himself but Meling had exclaimed that it was really "Kawaii"
* * * * * * *
As soon as he told his name at the reception table, a very good-looking girl, not yet out of her teens, attended him. She was blushing by the time she completed her introductions and this did not surprise Eriol who was by now used to these reactions.
He just flirted with her until a loud "Ahem !" interrupted.
He turned to look at the most beautiful eyes he had ever looked into, the eyes of a person he knew much better than he knew himself, the eyes of his sweet Tomoyo.
He just stood looking at the girl, his Tomoyo.
* * * * * *
'SAKU . . . R . .A . . , how could you do this to me', Tomoyo thought to herself as soon as she saw the person to whom Sam was talking to, Sam was their personnel assistant (both Sakura and Tomoyo).
Tomoyo had handed over the charge of calling the photographer, and her ever so dense friend had called Eriol, which she had informed Tomoyo on the day of his arrival. 'He would have changed from the Eriol Hiiragizawa I know' she had thought to herself, and now she knew that she had been wrong all the way. 'I am 26 yrs and should be able to know that this is mere attraction' she thought to herself. 'God! Help me!!! And don't let me kill that Sakura' she thought to herself as she braced herself for the meeting.
* * * * * *
"Good Morning, Mr. Hiiragizawa" she said as much cool as she could muster.
"Oh! Good Morning, Miss Daidouji" he said with a smile showing his amusement at her being so formal, and the smile nearly made her go dizzy with happiness 'STEADY STEADY, you're not in high school and you are not 16 yrs now' she thought to herself.
She was never able to erase the image of Eriol from her mind. And here he was standing cooly with an infuriating smile, 'MEN' she thought to herself angrily.
* * * * * *
The hint of irritation on the face of the sweet Tomoyo he knew amused Eriol and it amused him evenmore to realize that he was the reason for her anger. All he wanted to hug her close and cover her face with kisses, and do just anything possible to remove that expression. 'Eriol,you . . . surprise me' told his consciense. * * * * * *
Even if he were not the best photographer in England, he was one of the wealthiest people in London. Even if he was not that rich, his looks would have itself brought him fame, which was clear from the attention he got from the complete female-population in the airport.
* * * * * * *
He was lodged in the best hotel in the city, and had been requested to come to the headquarters the next day.
He was still thinking of Tomoyo when he suddenly realized that Tomoyo, if he ever saw her, would have changed from the one he knew. With that thought in his mind, he slept more disturbed than he had in the past few weeks.
* * * * * * *
The next day he walked to The Plum-Cherry Fashion House which was just a few blocks away from his hotel. He was remembering the roads, which he had roamed with his friends, Sakura, Syaoran, Rika, etc., and mainly with Tomoyo (which was not a lot), yet the road on which he was walking just then was the same one on which Tomoyo had fainted, the road before the mall. And he noticed that the Malls building presently housed the Plum-Cherry House of Fashion, again he smirked to himself, 'What a silly name' he thought to himself but Meling had exclaimed that it was really "Kawaii"
* * * * * * *
As soon as he told his name at the reception table, a very good-looking girl, not yet out of her teens, attended him. She was blushing by the time she completed her introductions and this did not surprise Eriol who was by now used to these reactions.
He just flirted with her until a loud "Ahem !" interrupted.
He turned to look at the most beautiful eyes he had ever looked into, the eyes of a person he knew much better than he knew himself, the eyes of his sweet Tomoyo.
He just stood looking at the girl, his Tomoyo.
* * * * * *
'SAKU . . . R . .A . . , how could you do this to me', Tomoyo thought to herself as soon as she saw the person to whom Sam was talking to, Sam was their personnel assistant (both Sakura and Tomoyo).
Tomoyo had handed over the charge of calling the photographer, and her ever so dense friend had called Eriol, which she had informed Tomoyo on the day of his arrival. 'He would have changed from the Eriol Hiiragizawa I know' she had thought to herself, and now she knew that she had been wrong all the way. 'I am 26 yrs and should be able to know that this is mere attraction' she thought to herself. 'God! Help me!!! And don't let me kill that Sakura' she thought to herself as she braced herself for the meeting.
* * * * * *
"Good Morning, Mr. Hiiragizawa" she said as much cool as she could muster.
"Oh! Good Morning, Miss Daidouji" he said with a smile showing his amusement at her being so formal, and the smile nearly made her go dizzy with happiness 'STEADY STEADY, you're not in high school and you are not 16 yrs now' she thought to herself.
She was never able to erase the image of Eriol from her mind. And here he was standing cooly with an infuriating smile, 'MEN' she thought to herself angrily.
* * * * * *
The hint of irritation on the face of the sweet Tomoyo he knew amused Eriol and it amused him evenmore to realize that he was the reason for her anger. All he wanted to hug her close and cover her face with kisses, and do just anything possible to remove that expression. 'Eriol,you . . . surprise me' told his consciense. * * * * * *