Polaris
By heavenangelgrl
Disclaimer: I don't own character, or CCS. This is sooooo boring.
A/N: I'm really trying my luck here with posting this chapter. It's really short and basically just explains what the hell is going on. But what happens next, many of you will kill me for (if you don't figure it out in this chapter, you will in the next). Anyway, thanks for soooo many reviews!! I love you guys!
Chapter 7: Life Sucks
"Life. sucks," Eriol said as he threw another empty bottle at the wall. He'd finally found the love of his life, and she decides to have a child with his 'cute little descendent.' "Why do you do this to me?" (AN: to make you suffer, mwahahah!) he asked no one in particular. He looked over at the counter to see the now empty six-pack box that he'd bought earlier. "Oh great," he muttered. Realizing that the best solution right now is to drown his sorrows in alcohol, he grabbed his jacket and walked down to the market.
He could barely step out of his apartment at first. But after he stopped seeing three of the same thing, he was about to get in the elevator and force himself down the street. Somehow, he managed to struggle down to the twenty four hour mini market down the street feeling ridiculously dizzy. "Apparently, I'm horrible at holding my liquor." he mumbled. But this was what he needed right now.
As he walked back up the slope (AN: OMG, Algebra is getting to me!), he felt his mind begin to slip again. He almost collapse face down if a tall figure hadn't caught him. Since his sight wasn't working very well, he used his other senses. He could smell a faint scent of lavender and feel long, soft locks running down the woman's back. Perhaps alcohol was playing tricks on him, but right now, he could care less. Without a moment of hesitation, he leaned forward and whispered, "Tomoyo-chan," before kissing the woman fully on the lips.
* * *
"I'm so sorry, I should have been more careful," Tomoyo said apologetically to Syaoran and Sakura right after she put Kara to bed. Tears were already filling up her eyes and she could feel her voice begin to break. "I should've realized that he was following me, and. and I."
"No, Tomoyo-chan. There's nothing you could've done. And you did what you did. Now all we have to do is just play along, right? I mean, what can possibly go wrong? Everyone else thinks that Kara is Syaoran's daughter. Even Kara doesn't know the truth!" Sakura said softly as she sat beside her best friend on the couch and gently pat her on the back.
"Sakura-chan's right. It's not your fault and you're just thinking of Hiiragizawa-kun's best interest. I think the fact that you don't want Hiiragizawa-kun to feel obligated to you because of Kara-chan is a sign of how much you love him. As much as I loathe, despise, detest, and hate him, he's the love of your life, and you shouldn't feel responsible for that," Syaoran said in a soft voice.
"I know, but because of my stupid and selfish idea, everyone hated you for the longest time. You and Sakura-chan couldn't even go out on a date in public because she had to pretend to be mad at you. For God's sake, my mother tried to hire an assassin to kill you!" Now Tomoyo was hysterical. It was almost impossible to recount everything that happened over the past few years. The saddest thing was, nobody even knew that Syaoran was just being a noble friend. Everyone just thought that one night he got drunk and 'accidentally' created a new life in Tomoyo's belly. Eventually they learned to accept him again, but it was never the same.
"You just need some rest right now, Tomoyo-chan. Kara-chan can stay here tonight and I'll drop her off along with Akira-chan at the daycare. Go home and try to relax, okay sweetie? Everything will be fine," Sakura said as she handed Tomoyo her car keys. She smiled at the name of her own little bundle of joy. Just like his father, the four-year-old Akira had this thing about being overprotective of her older 'sister.'
"Do you want me to drive you?" Syaoran asked, concerned. After all, Tomoyo was in no condition to drive.
With a sniff and a deep sigh, Tomoyo stood up and walked towards the door. "I'm fine, thanks. Thank you for everything, you guys." After giving each of them a hug, she walked out the door and drove home. A nice warm bath began the sleepless night.
* * *
The next morning wasn't exactly filled with sunshine for the young lawyer. A headache attacked his skull before he could even open his eyes. However, a smile crept to his face when he remembered what happened last night. Even though the faint scent of lavender had disappeared, he was still looking forward to seeing those amethyst eyes and that bright smile when he would open his eyes. So slowly, not to ruin the moment, he raised his tired eyelids. His smile left and his eyes widened at the sight before him.
Instead of those dreamy amethyst waves, long tendrils of red and orange flame practically devoured the black pillowcases and bedspread. In front of him was the one person he'd not expected. The chance of running into a stranger would be higher. "Mizuki-san?" As if not believing his eyes, he grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and stared long and hard at the face in front of him.
"Morning, Eriol-kun. So we meet again," a sly smile played on the woman's lips as she opened her amber eyes. When she tried to lean closer towards him, Eriol practically rolled off the bed. Still shocked, he just stared at the image in front of him. Without second thought, he quickly began to get dressed while he mumbled 'sorry' repeatedly. "Why are you sorry?" the woman asked. He could've sworn that a fire of fierce anger burned in her eyes, but quickly disappeared.
"I thought you were. someone else. Sorry, but I really have to go to work. Just lock the door on your way out." Not giving her time to reply, he just ran out of the apartment. 'What the hell did I do?' The thought was repeated over and over again in his mind. However, he collected his thoughts and ceased the trembling of his hands so he can focus on the road. 'As I was saying last night, life sucks.'
Disclaimer: I don't own character, or CCS. This is sooooo boring.
A/N: I'm really trying my luck here with posting this chapter. It's really short and basically just explains what the hell is going on. But what happens next, many of you will kill me for (if you don't figure it out in this chapter, you will in the next). Anyway, thanks for soooo many reviews!! I love you guys!
Chapter 7: Life Sucks
"Life. sucks," Eriol said as he threw another empty bottle at the wall. He'd finally found the love of his life, and she decides to have a child with his 'cute little descendent.' "Why do you do this to me?" (AN: to make you suffer, mwahahah!) he asked no one in particular. He looked over at the counter to see the now empty six-pack box that he'd bought earlier. "Oh great," he muttered. Realizing that the best solution right now is to drown his sorrows in alcohol, he grabbed his jacket and walked down to the market.
He could barely step out of his apartment at first. But after he stopped seeing three of the same thing, he was about to get in the elevator and force himself down the street. Somehow, he managed to struggle down to the twenty four hour mini market down the street feeling ridiculously dizzy. "Apparently, I'm horrible at holding my liquor." he mumbled. But this was what he needed right now.
As he walked back up the slope (AN: OMG, Algebra is getting to me!), he felt his mind begin to slip again. He almost collapse face down if a tall figure hadn't caught him. Since his sight wasn't working very well, he used his other senses. He could smell a faint scent of lavender and feel long, soft locks running down the woman's back. Perhaps alcohol was playing tricks on him, but right now, he could care less. Without a moment of hesitation, he leaned forward and whispered, "Tomoyo-chan," before kissing the woman fully on the lips.
* * *
"I'm so sorry, I should have been more careful," Tomoyo said apologetically to Syaoran and Sakura right after she put Kara to bed. Tears were already filling up her eyes and she could feel her voice begin to break. "I should've realized that he was following me, and. and I."
"No, Tomoyo-chan. There's nothing you could've done. And you did what you did. Now all we have to do is just play along, right? I mean, what can possibly go wrong? Everyone else thinks that Kara is Syaoran's daughter. Even Kara doesn't know the truth!" Sakura said softly as she sat beside her best friend on the couch and gently pat her on the back.
"Sakura-chan's right. It's not your fault and you're just thinking of Hiiragizawa-kun's best interest. I think the fact that you don't want Hiiragizawa-kun to feel obligated to you because of Kara-chan is a sign of how much you love him. As much as I loathe, despise, detest, and hate him, he's the love of your life, and you shouldn't feel responsible for that," Syaoran said in a soft voice.
"I know, but because of my stupid and selfish idea, everyone hated you for the longest time. You and Sakura-chan couldn't even go out on a date in public because she had to pretend to be mad at you. For God's sake, my mother tried to hire an assassin to kill you!" Now Tomoyo was hysterical. It was almost impossible to recount everything that happened over the past few years. The saddest thing was, nobody even knew that Syaoran was just being a noble friend. Everyone just thought that one night he got drunk and 'accidentally' created a new life in Tomoyo's belly. Eventually they learned to accept him again, but it was never the same.
"You just need some rest right now, Tomoyo-chan. Kara-chan can stay here tonight and I'll drop her off along with Akira-chan at the daycare. Go home and try to relax, okay sweetie? Everything will be fine," Sakura said as she handed Tomoyo her car keys. She smiled at the name of her own little bundle of joy. Just like his father, the four-year-old Akira had this thing about being overprotective of her older 'sister.'
"Do you want me to drive you?" Syaoran asked, concerned. After all, Tomoyo was in no condition to drive.
With a sniff and a deep sigh, Tomoyo stood up and walked towards the door. "I'm fine, thanks. Thank you for everything, you guys." After giving each of them a hug, she walked out the door and drove home. A nice warm bath began the sleepless night.
* * *
The next morning wasn't exactly filled with sunshine for the young lawyer. A headache attacked his skull before he could even open his eyes. However, a smile crept to his face when he remembered what happened last night. Even though the faint scent of lavender had disappeared, he was still looking forward to seeing those amethyst eyes and that bright smile when he would open his eyes. So slowly, not to ruin the moment, he raised his tired eyelids. His smile left and his eyes widened at the sight before him.
Instead of those dreamy amethyst waves, long tendrils of red and orange flame practically devoured the black pillowcases and bedspread. In front of him was the one person he'd not expected. The chance of running into a stranger would be higher. "Mizuki-san?" As if not believing his eyes, he grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and stared long and hard at the face in front of him.
"Morning, Eriol-kun. So we meet again," a sly smile played on the woman's lips as she opened her amber eyes. When she tried to lean closer towards him, Eriol practically rolled off the bed. Still shocked, he just stared at the image in front of him. Without second thought, he quickly began to get dressed while he mumbled 'sorry' repeatedly. "Why are you sorry?" the woman asked. He could've sworn that a fire of fierce anger burned in her eyes, but quickly disappeared.
"I thought you were. someone else. Sorry, but I really have to go to work. Just lock the door on your way out." Not giving her time to reply, he just ran out of the apartment. 'What the hell did I do?' The thought was repeated over and over again in his mind. However, he collected his thoughts and ceased the trembling of his hands so he can focus on the road. 'As I was saying last night, life sucks.'