Polaris
By heavenangelrl
Disclaimer: I still don't know CCS or characters from it, sorry.
A/N: Yippee! You reviewed! ::cough cough:: I mean, thanks for you lovely responses. I uh. appreciate it. Anyway, this chapter is longer than the other 2 because those were baby chapters ::awwww::. So, enjoy!
Chapter 4: A Bitter Reunion
Daidouji Tomoyo ran breathlessly into the firm. When she arrived, she leaned against the receptionist's counter for a few seconds while the receptionist handed her a glass of water. "No matter how early I set the alarm clock, I'm always late," she muttered to herself. Then, she turned towards the young woman behind the counter. "Ayako-san, did the new boss arrive yet?"
"Yea, and guess what, he's so cute, not the old guy we expected at all! I think he's definitely marriage material. So I'm determined to snatch him for myself. Don't fight with me for this one. He is really-" By that time, Tomoyo had already ran towards her desk, wishing she wouldn't get caught.
"Hey Tomoyo-chan! You're lucky they haven't made introductions yet. I didn't think you'd really have the guts to be late on the first day our new boss is here. I mean, if you get caught and gets fired, then I'll miss sitting across from you everyday and getting to see your pretty face," the 27 year old assistant said as he flashed a toothy smile.
Tomoyo stopped what she was doing and looked up at the young man sitting across from her. "Midaichi-san, there are four things you must take notice of. First, don't call me 'Tomoyo-chan.' Second, it's not like I wanted to be late. Third, if I get fired, it really is none of your business. And Lastly, you're scribbling all over the manuscript," she said calmly with a smile of her own before resuming her work. It was only then that Midaichi Taro looked down at his three hour worth work being scribbled upon by his own hand.
Just then a cough came from the young boss and caught everyone's attention. Signaling everyone to line up, another man stepped out from behind him. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet your temporary boss, Hiiragizawa Eriol." At this, Tomoyo's eyes snapped up. "Now where is that Daidouji, don't tell me she's late again." Just then, the sweat forming in her palms made her loosen her grip and a teacup that was about to be filled went crashing towards the floor. "Ah, Daidouji, there you are. What in heavens name are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, Kana-san. It just slipped. I'll clean it right up," she said frantically as her shaking hand went out to pick up the broken porcelain pieces. She bit down on her lip hard as she felt Eriol's gaze upon her. 'Please don't remember me,' she thought hardly as she squeezed her eyes shut for a split second.
However, a second before her hand touched the shattered remains of the once elegant teacup, the end of a broom came into view and forced her to raise her gaze. "Use this, it's dangerous to touch broken porcelain pieces. You can get a cut," a familiar voice matched the dark blue of his eyes. Tears almost emerged from her own amethyst eyes when she heard the cold shrill hidden in his voice and the ice glare hidden in his once gentle eyes. With a quick nod and a quiet thanks, she took the broom and began cleaning up the mess she'd made.
Seeing the tension in the room, especially between the odd pair, Azukane Ayako stepped in. "It's very nice to meet you, Hiiragizawa-san. I'm the receptionist here. My name is Azukane Ayako. I hope we work well together!" She said cheerfully with a polite bow. Equally polite, he returned the bow.
"The one you really have to work well with is Daidouji here, Hiiragizawa-kun. She's your secretary. Even though she is infamous for being late, she's one heck of a helper," the dense lawyer said cheerfully. Once again, Eriol's eyes fell upon Tomoyo.
Feeling embarrassed to be mentioned, Tomoyo could only use humor as her only defense. With a joking smile on her face, she looked up at her former boss, "Kana-san. How come you never say that to my face?" At that, the two of them both let out a chuckle.
"Daidouji, you're already late in habit, I wouldn't want you to become too proud. Your humbleness is a force of stability in your career here." Again, the two gave a hint of laughter to the joke.
Just as the atmosphere in the room began to lighten, one line from Eriol made everyone tense up again. "Punctuality is an important virtue. I hope you remember that, Daidouji-san." With that, he turned around and walked back to his office, closing the door sharply behind him. Tomoyo visibly winced at the hint of vengeance in his voice.
Everyone else in the office can see that their new boss wasn't too happy with his secretary. So one by one, with a sigh, gave her a comforting pat on the back before getting back to their work. After all, they had to watch their own backs.
In his office, Eriol felt a headache emerge as he pressed his fingertips against his temples. She hadn't changed at all- the same pair of sparkling eyes, those soft, luscious locks, and that breathtaking smile of hers. "Take a hold of yourself, Hiiragizawa. She hurt you once, don't let her do it again," Eriol muttered under his breath. Just then, a knock on the door cleared his head. "Come in," he granted permission to the intruder. He kept his surprise under control when the person in his thoughts came in and handed him the recent case files.
Tomoyo looked down and knotted her fingers together as Eriol skimmed through the files that were just presented to him. "Well, if there isn't anything else." Tomoyo began quietly. She just wanted to get out of there. She despise the tension the builds up when they're alone, because it just reminded her of the tenderness she lost.
"I hope you don't misunderstand my presence," Eriol said with the same icy tone he'd used earlier. Tomoyo only gave him a confused look and he caught it with one quick glance. For a second he almost smiled at the rarity and cuteness of Tomoyo's confused expression, but he immediately caught himself. "I didn't decide to take this firm just to work with you. In fact, I didn't even know you worked here. What I'm trying to say is that. I'm here strictly for business and I don't intend on minding our personal lives. I hope you can use your professional point of view to look at this. situation," he explained, choosing his words carefully. All he really meant was for her to just stay away from him, so his old scar wouldn't once again bring infinite pain to his heart.
"I. understand, Hiiragizawa-san," Tomoyo replied quietly. It was odd how inarticulate she becomes in front of him, even after all these years. Her usual charm and wit was gone when confronted by him. Was it his magic that held such a powerful hold on her? No, she knew it wasn't. Deep in her heart, she always knew that Hiiragizawa was the one man she would ever love in her life. She may be old-fashioned, but she'd always believed that he's her soul mate, and once you've found that special someone, it's impossible to love another.
"By the way, why still Daidouji-san?" His deep rich voice snapped her out of her trance. For the second time in years, she gave him a puzzled expression. "I thought, well, that you would've found your Prince Charming and wed by now. Perhaps you decided that you want to keep your maiden name or."
"I'm not married," she immediately cut him off and held up her left hand to prove her statement by the empty ring finger. She didn't want him to get that idea that she'd found someone to replace him because Lord knows that there is no such man in the world. However, she couldn't explain to him how she felt. She didn't deserve his forgive, and surely he would not be willing to give it.
"Well I-"
"Hiiragizawa-san, didn't we just agree that we would keep this strictly professional?" she said before he could bring up any more memories. The professionalism would certainly make things easier and help keep their emotions in check. Yes, that's exactly what she wanted, distance.
Immediately silenced, Eriol closed his mouth and turned his attention back to the documents before him. "Yes, we did, didn't we? Well then, you can go now," he muttered with a bitter smile on his face. His blue eyes became frozen once again as the ice glazed over. He shut his eyes when he heard the quiet click of the door as Tomoyo walked out. It was funny, how that little sound could make his heart skip a beat.
Disclaimer: I still don't know CCS or characters from it, sorry.
A/N: Yippee! You reviewed! ::cough cough:: I mean, thanks for you lovely responses. I uh. appreciate it. Anyway, this chapter is longer than the other 2 because those were baby chapters ::awwww::. So, enjoy!
Chapter 4: A Bitter Reunion
Daidouji Tomoyo ran breathlessly into the firm. When she arrived, she leaned against the receptionist's counter for a few seconds while the receptionist handed her a glass of water. "No matter how early I set the alarm clock, I'm always late," she muttered to herself. Then, she turned towards the young woman behind the counter. "Ayako-san, did the new boss arrive yet?"
"Yea, and guess what, he's so cute, not the old guy we expected at all! I think he's definitely marriage material. So I'm determined to snatch him for myself. Don't fight with me for this one. He is really-" By that time, Tomoyo had already ran towards her desk, wishing she wouldn't get caught.
"Hey Tomoyo-chan! You're lucky they haven't made introductions yet. I didn't think you'd really have the guts to be late on the first day our new boss is here. I mean, if you get caught and gets fired, then I'll miss sitting across from you everyday and getting to see your pretty face," the 27 year old assistant said as he flashed a toothy smile.
Tomoyo stopped what she was doing and looked up at the young man sitting across from her. "Midaichi-san, there are four things you must take notice of. First, don't call me 'Tomoyo-chan.' Second, it's not like I wanted to be late. Third, if I get fired, it really is none of your business. And Lastly, you're scribbling all over the manuscript," she said calmly with a smile of her own before resuming her work. It was only then that Midaichi Taro looked down at his three hour worth work being scribbled upon by his own hand.
Just then a cough came from the young boss and caught everyone's attention. Signaling everyone to line up, another man stepped out from behind him. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet your temporary boss, Hiiragizawa Eriol." At this, Tomoyo's eyes snapped up. "Now where is that Daidouji, don't tell me she's late again." Just then, the sweat forming in her palms made her loosen her grip and a teacup that was about to be filled went crashing towards the floor. "Ah, Daidouji, there you are. What in heavens name are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, Kana-san. It just slipped. I'll clean it right up," she said frantically as her shaking hand went out to pick up the broken porcelain pieces. She bit down on her lip hard as she felt Eriol's gaze upon her. 'Please don't remember me,' she thought hardly as she squeezed her eyes shut for a split second.
However, a second before her hand touched the shattered remains of the once elegant teacup, the end of a broom came into view and forced her to raise her gaze. "Use this, it's dangerous to touch broken porcelain pieces. You can get a cut," a familiar voice matched the dark blue of his eyes. Tears almost emerged from her own amethyst eyes when she heard the cold shrill hidden in his voice and the ice glare hidden in his once gentle eyes. With a quick nod and a quiet thanks, she took the broom and began cleaning up the mess she'd made.
Seeing the tension in the room, especially between the odd pair, Azukane Ayako stepped in. "It's very nice to meet you, Hiiragizawa-san. I'm the receptionist here. My name is Azukane Ayako. I hope we work well together!" She said cheerfully with a polite bow. Equally polite, he returned the bow.
"The one you really have to work well with is Daidouji here, Hiiragizawa-kun. She's your secretary. Even though she is infamous for being late, she's one heck of a helper," the dense lawyer said cheerfully. Once again, Eriol's eyes fell upon Tomoyo.
Feeling embarrassed to be mentioned, Tomoyo could only use humor as her only defense. With a joking smile on her face, she looked up at her former boss, "Kana-san. How come you never say that to my face?" At that, the two of them both let out a chuckle.
"Daidouji, you're already late in habit, I wouldn't want you to become too proud. Your humbleness is a force of stability in your career here." Again, the two gave a hint of laughter to the joke.
Just as the atmosphere in the room began to lighten, one line from Eriol made everyone tense up again. "Punctuality is an important virtue. I hope you remember that, Daidouji-san." With that, he turned around and walked back to his office, closing the door sharply behind him. Tomoyo visibly winced at the hint of vengeance in his voice.
Everyone else in the office can see that their new boss wasn't too happy with his secretary. So one by one, with a sigh, gave her a comforting pat on the back before getting back to their work. After all, they had to watch their own backs.
In his office, Eriol felt a headache emerge as he pressed his fingertips against his temples. She hadn't changed at all- the same pair of sparkling eyes, those soft, luscious locks, and that breathtaking smile of hers. "Take a hold of yourself, Hiiragizawa. She hurt you once, don't let her do it again," Eriol muttered under his breath. Just then, a knock on the door cleared his head. "Come in," he granted permission to the intruder. He kept his surprise under control when the person in his thoughts came in and handed him the recent case files.
Tomoyo looked down and knotted her fingers together as Eriol skimmed through the files that were just presented to him. "Well, if there isn't anything else." Tomoyo began quietly. She just wanted to get out of there. She despise the tension the builds up when they're alone, because it just reminded her of the tenderness she lost.
"I hope you don't misunderstand my presence," Eriol said with the same icy tone he'd used earlier. Tomoyo only gave him a confused look and he caught it with one quick glance. For a second he almost smiled at the rarity and cuteness of Tomoyo's confused expression, but he immediately caught himself. "I didn't decide to take this firm just to work with you. In fact, I didn't even know you worked here. What I'm trying to say is that. I'm here strictly for business and I don't intend on minding our personal lives. I hope you can use your professional point of view to look at this. situation," he explained, choosing his words carefully. All he really meant was for her to just stay away from him, so his old scar wouldn't once again bring infinite pain to his heart.
"I. understand, Hiiragizawa-san," Tomoyo replied quietly. It was odd how inarticulate she becomes in front of him, even after all these years. Her usual charm and wit was gone when confronted by him. Was it his magic that held such a powerful hold on her? No, she knew it wasn't. Deep in her heart, she always knew that Hiiragizawa was the one man she would ever love in her life. She may be old-fashioned, but she'd always believed that he's her soul mate, and once you've found that special someone, it's impossible to love another.
"By the way, why still Daidouji-san?" His deep rich voice snapped her out of her trance. For the second time in years, she gave him a puzzled expression. "I thought, well, that you would've found your Prince Charming and wed by now. Perhaps you decided that you want to keep your maiden name or."
"I'm not married," she immediately cut him off and held up her left hand to prove her statement by the empty ring finger. She didn't want him to get that idea that she'd found someone to replace him because Lord knows that there is no such man in the world. However, she couldn't explain to him how she felt. She didn't deserve his forgive, and surely he would not be willing to give it.
"Well I-"
"Hiiragizawa-san, didn't we just agree that we would keep this strictly professional?" she said before he could bring up any more memories. The professionalism would certainly make things easier and help keep their emotions in check. Yes, that's exactly what she wanted, distance.
Immediately silenced, Eriol closed his mouth and turned his attention back to the documents before him. "Yes, we did, didn't we? Well then, you can go now," he muttered with a bitter smile on his face. His blue eyes became frozen once again as the ice glazed over. He shut his eyes when he heard the quiet click of the door as Tomoyo walked out. It was funny, how that little sound could make his heart skip a beat.