Dear Ice Man-san
Chapter 2: He Understood!
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS for if I did, Eriol and Tomoyo were the main characters.
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Listening to music that soothed even the most raging souls, Tomoyo Daidouji was wearing her clothes to work, once again desperately finding her car keys.
"If Eriol-kun says I'm late again…" Tomoyo silently cursed, "I don't get it… just because he always gets there early doesn't mean I'm late…"
Going down a flight of stairs, Tomoyo found herself face to face with her mother, "Okaa-san… I'm going to meet with Eriol-kun now…"
"Hai, hai go on Tomoyo… Do you need anything? Do you have many customers today? Did you finally get a boy friend? Do you need a ride to go to the coffee shop then to work?" Sonomi barraged her daughter with questions that made Tomoyo sweatdrop.
"No, I guess; it's just the normal number of people, no and no again…" Tomoyo gave her mother a quick peck on the cheek before exiting through the door.
"Be careful Tomoyo!" Sonomi said as her daughter nodded; grinning before entering her car.
Knowing it was only a 2 to 5 minute drive to the shop, she didn't bother to turn on the air-conditioner nor the radio. Seeing herself as correct, she arrived at the shop sometime between her estimated 2 to 5 minute span. Entering the shop and sitting at her normal table, it shocked her to find her best friend not yet there… Seeing that it was actually a time for her to be the one to buy and wait; she right away went to the counter to order what they usually order… on her way back she encountered her best friend.
"So you're the one late this time, Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo smirked as Eriol gestured to carry the tray in which Tomoyo made him carry anyway.
"No, no Tomoyo-san, I'm not late, you're just early…" laughed Eriol.
"Why haven't I used this tactic before?" sighed Tomoyo as they finally sat down.
"Ah… that's simple, because it wouldn't work anyway." Eriol noted haughtily.
"Yes, nothing does seem to go through that thick skull of yours, huh?" Tomoyo replied sarcastically.
"No, your beauty is vividly and permanently trapped in my mind." Eriol replied as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in Tomoyo's voice.
"Sure Eriol… whatever…" Tomoyo rolled her eyes but soon asked, "But really, why are you late?"
"I told you… I'm not late but that you were early, although the fact is that I had to get something important from my office, I want to start early so it would be easier later." Eriol replied.
"I didn't know porn stars had offices or anything to do for last time I heard they only posed and acted." Tomoyo noted.
"And what made you assume I was a porn star?" Eriol grinned lopsidedly.
"I guessed; if you tell me my mind won't need to work this hard anymore…" smiled Tomoyo so sweetly that one could have cavities.
"Don't think I forgot the promise Tomoyo-san… good try and sweet but… it's a bit too sweet that you make a person's teeth rot." Eriol laughed.
"Ha, ha Eriol-kun, darn…" Tomoyo said after she stole a glance at her watch, "I really have to go… bye Eriol-kun…" Tomoyo said getting her hand bag and storming right out.
"Storming out again… Tomoyo-san sure has changed since she was a kid…" Eriol sighed watching Tomoyo, "I have to go as well anyway, better grab these letters…"
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"Hiiragisawa-san, it's odd but I check your mailbox yesterday and it was flooding with letters but now they're all missing…" a man said.
"Ah… don't worry about it Kawata-san…" said Eriol in a calm voice.
"Demo, if you don't have any letters… What will you do in the show?" the man said glaring at Eriol as if he was the most irresponsible person he ever met.
"Calm down, I just took them to a coffee shop to help me foresee what I'm handling; there are quite a lot, aren't there?" Eriol smiled showing his manager the letters.
"Maybe you're not as irresponsible as I thought… maybe…" his manager muttered under his breath.
"What did you say?" Eriol said pretending not to hear; he was the reincarnation of Clow Reed such simple things like hearing such is no problem for a guy like him.
"Nothing, just go in there and start the show." The man ordered pointing to a room, making Eriol sprint and soon go in.
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Stuck in the traffic, which Tomoyo thought was never possible since high ways were usually easy to go through, she found herself bored, impatient and simply bored. Trying to find some sort of relief from boredom, she turned on the radio hoping to listen to some tunes but instead hearing the voice of the cocky new radio host she just heard yesterday…
"Well folks I'm back… hmm… thankfully… or maybe not?" he laughed.
'I wonder if he got the letter, if he really is a he… maybe he's a robot, object or even female! Though I don't think the female thing is true… if he/it did… I wonder how he'd reply…' thought Tomoyo as she tapped the steering wheel of the car seeing that the traffic jam was not getting any better.
"I was exhilarated when I saw my little mail box was filled with letters from you! I was thrilled!" He laughed good-naturedly then continued, "Let's begin then… if we don't my manager might fire me… Okay, here's one not signed but hell, that alright!"
'This guy is really a charmer… if he didn't remind me too much of a certain cocky person maybe I'll be acting as if this guy is Sakura-chan… maybe… nah…' Tomoyo thought as she bit her nails, the thought of being late with her meeting with the models frightened her, 'I wonder what they'll do to me; I heard that models are dangerous when not given clothes on the proper time, I better cross my fingers that they don't kill me…'
"Okay, here's the first…" he cleared his throat and made a girlish impersonation, "Ice Man-san! I don't know what to do! My mother's going to murder me for failing! Onegai, TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"
Tomoyo laughed lightly, that letter seemed to be written by a twelve year-old girl… she must be the only person in her twenties who wrote to him; pushing that out of her mind she concentrated on getting out of the traffic jam.
"Hey, uh… you see I can't speak like what I would say since if you're a kid I should tell you to study harder demo… you can always run-away from home… joke… Anyway, you should just tell her it's not as if your mother would murder you, right? Will she? God, what kind of mother would that be? She'll give you sermons but it's better to tell her now so you won't get sermons on honesty too… that would be awful and not to mention boring and might even be harsh," he finally answered the first letter and soon clearing his throat to read another.
'Nice answer, not like all those sentimental, cliché and stuff that always have to be good, safe on both sides… I think.' Tomoyo thought absentmindedly as she made a turn and realized the traffic jam was loosing up.
"Second from someone who's depressed, umm… yeah it is from someone who is depressed that was the name used…" he laughed lightly, "Ice Man-san, my boyfriend went to another country to study college, what should I do?" he said in a girly sing-song voice to make it more felt by the audience.
'Move on,' Tomoyo answered in her mind what she thought he would answer.
"Move on," he began…
'Typical, doesn't anyone believe in true love anymore? Look at Sakura and Li, Sakura waited for Li and look at them now, happy…' Tomoyo thought but her mind argued that no matter how she waits she never found someone to love that loved her back, namely because the one she loved is still and always will be Sakura-chan.
"If you really love each other though, wait… until he comes back or even follow him, even if that is impractical I myself did that…" he continued.
"Follow the person? Maybe I was wrong in saying he didn't believe in true love…" Tomoyo murmured as she was finally nearing her office.
"Here's the third from anonymous… eh? That name's so cliché! Can't people be unique for once?" he said going back to his cool and collected self.
Tomoyo suddenly got alarmed shoving off the comment about the name… HENCE, WHY SHOULD SHE CARE IF THE GUY JUST INSULTED THE NAME SHE USED?
"Anyway… here it is…" he oddly still continued with his same serious, deep and calm voice, "Dear Ice Man-san, they say love is always bliss dakedo in my case it was love supposedly let go. I loved this person ever since I was a child yet in just a few moments when the 'one' entered this person's life I was quickly neglected. Not that I'm saying that my love was noticed… I was just the supportive best-friend… nothing more, nothing less yet why can't I accept the fact that this person is gone in my life, why can't I love again?"
A moment of silence, Tomoyo stomach was churning because the fact that he might laugh or insult her…
"Though your name is cliché, I can't say that your situation or whatever you call it is cliché or common…" he replied slowly.
'I knew this was a bad idea…' Tomoyo's mind chanted.
"Still even not common, I have the same problem myself and I am learning to solve it… I myself had someone I loved, loved yes, for the fact that I cannot be with her any longer because she died and I had to let go of the firm grip I had on her… I myself cannot find myself to love again for I just want to live cherishing the memories of her I had… I became an ice cube, an ice cube impossible to melt. Though this time I have no solution… I hope this was enough to help you and that you would write again…"
Tomoyo bit her lip, 'How could such a man understand her like an open book? Was the letter that much of a hint? Is all he is saying a lie? Yet, why does he sound so sincere? He is a great man indeed… because in more ways than one, I get furious if one can read me yet now I even seem happy.' Tomoyo noted surely eager to write another letter, seeing if the man was telling the truth, if ice man-san was really as great as he seems…
Tomoyo soon parked her car on her office's parking space and looked at her watch with a smile seeing that she was early, knowing that she still have time to write a letter to a certain sexy radio host. Entering her office, not caring to play the radio show of the cocky radio host any longer… Anyway, she already heard what she wanted. She quickly sat on her comfy swivel chair and got the same pen and stationary to write to the letter…
Tsuzuku
Note: Does all know who Ice Man-san is already? Gee… I guess it's too predictable…