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THE BEGINNING OF CHANGES
"Oh Tomoyo-chan, I'm so happy." Sakura sighed as she twirled around Tomoyo's massive room. Tomoyo stiffled a giggle. Sakura had been waltzing around dreamily for the past five minuets and the more she did, the more Tomoyo felt a surge of excitement.
Sakura deserved to be happy. Tomoyo thought happily as she saw Sakura, now waltzing around with her robe as though drifting in clouds. After all she had gone through. First the fact that she had lost her mother. Then her father hadn't been there for her as much as he should have. Her brother almost out for a part time job all the time, and then the card capturing along with being dumped by Yukito.She really deserved to be happy.and only he could give her that happiness.
Tomoyo sighed with happiness as Sakura collapsed in her bed finally, looking in to space with a dreamy smile on her face.
It was just like a romantic fairy tale, Tomoyo thought as she watched Sakura's chest rise and fall with the rhythm of her breathing. Just when Sakura thought another love would be parted away from her forever, he saved her from the misery and gave her the happiness she had never dreamed of.. No other boy I know could have done this for her.. I had always known there was something special about Li-kun, even if his behavior would have doubted many people.
Tomoyo smiled as her best friend sighed, gazing in to nowhere and wrapped her arms around her thin frame.
"I'm Happy too Sakura chan." Tomoyo whispered truthfully as she looked over at Sakura. Sakura wasn't listening, just as Tomoyo had suspected. Her eyes were clouded with happiness.
Tomoyo smirked, "Yeah.I cant wait for the big day, you can count on me Sakura chan to make you the best." She paused for dramatic effects as the smirk grew slyer and wider on her face, "Wedding dress."
"HOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Sakura cried, snapping out of her daydream and blushing furiously.
Tomoyo let out a fitful of giggles as Sakura blushed. "Tomoyo chan!!!" Sakura cried, burying her face in her hands, but Tomoyo could see a dreamy smile from the corner of her face.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Still laughing with tears streaming down her face, Tomoyo got up and opened the door. The look on Sakura's face was priceless.
A maid stood behind the door. She smiled weakly as Tomoyo (Still laughing) gestured her to come in.
"Tomoyo-chan.please." Sakura whined from behind her hands.
Tomoyo felt her laughter disappearing as she saw the maid not meeting her eyes.
"What is it Ririko-chan?" Tomoyo asked, wiping the last tear away from her eyes. "Daidouji-san." the maid whispered, her voice sounding a little shaky,
Sakura looked up from her hands at Ririko in concern. "What is it?" asked Sakura, going near Tomoyo as Tomoyo watched with confusion. "Ririko.chan." Tomoyo whispered as she saw tears falling down her maids face. "To-Dai-Daidouji.san." Ririko sobbed quietly with her head still down, "Y- you mother wants you."
Tomoyo and Sakura looked at eachother worriedly as Ririko ran out of the room. "Tomoyo-chan." Tomoyo smiled, trying to reassure Sakura that everything will be alright, "Daijobu Sakura-chan," said Tomoyo as cheerfully as she could, "I'm sure it's nothing that serious, Ririko-chan, after all, is the most sensitive-" "Demo." Sakura gazed at Tomoyo, as though trying to figure out if it was true. "Daijobu, you just sit right here and I'll be back in a flash, she must be going to another of her business trips again."
Sakura relaxed as Tomoyo walked out of the room. Tomoyo-chan is right. Sakura thought as the sound of Tomoyo's footsteps disappeared, After all, how bad could it be.
Tomoyo's heals clicked and echoed as she walked down the hall towards the staircase. For some reason,
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the lights were closed all through. The only light was from down the staircase, illuminating that part of the hall.
Tomoyo's heart was beating faster then usual. Thoughts and question ran through her usually clear and carefree mind. Why had Ririko been so upset? Why had her mother called her at this hour? What was so urgent that she couldn't have waited for in the morning?
Tomoyo knew that it couldn't have been a business trip. A maid or her bodyguards could have always informed her of such a thing.
There is no need for Sakura-chan to worry. Tomoyo thought as she started down the stairs, I hadn't exactly lied to her, it's probably nothing. Maybe she had just called to give me a lecture or something about staying up late. But for some reason she was doubtful.
You're just being paranoid. Tomoyo scolded herself as she reached the bottom and started to walk towards the den, across another dark hallway.
She walked passed a few classic paintings, which looked as expensive and valuable as almost everything in the Daidouji mension. The Daidouji's had recently moved a to a new mension because of something related to business. She hadn't told exactly what and Tomoyo knew better then to ask her more about it. She knew how much her mother was already stressed about it all in her office, she didn't wanted her to feel uncomfortable in home as well.
All in all, Tomoyo didn't really minded moving away. It was only a few blocks away from her old house and she still get to go to her old school.
A few feet away from her were large French doors underneath which bright yellow light pierced through the solid darkness. Tomoyo quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door wide enough to peak in.
The room was massive with large paintings and portraits hung the wall in golden frames. The wall was painted a creamy white color, which contrasted excellently with the rich, chocolate brown color of the exclusive furniture in the room.
One large, four-poster bed stood in the center with it's light, smooth peach colored cloth pulled back like a curtain and tied neatly with a silk rose pink colored ribbon. A very fluffy creamy pink colored rug was openly visible under the large bed, contrasting attractively to the maroon carpet. Two drawers of the same peach color with gray and red lines, criss-crossing here and there. Behind the bed was a large window through which Tomoyo saw bright and shining stars winking at her from the sky. She hadn't realized how beautiful the night looked this late. The cloth behind the bed was pulled upwards in swirls. The French windows were open outwards and Tomoyo instantly felt a cool breeze cares her face.
On the right side of the beds were large walls of shelves. A similar looking fluffy rug, that was underneath the large bed, sat in the middle of the space between the bed and the small library.
On the left side of the bed was a huge fireplace, the flames hissed and crackled as the shadows of the furniture surrounding it, danced across the large walls.
Tomoyo saw, on one of the huge, arm-chairs, her mother sitting with one arm resting comfortable on the arm of the chair, looking in to space with her head tilted slightly so Tomoyo could only see half of it, the other half was covered in shadow. Her index finger rested on the temple of her head while the other three were curved inwards with the thumb touching her chin lightly.
She didn't seemed to have noticed Tomoyo but Tomoyo saw the way she looked so tiered and old in the light of the fire. Tomoyo hoped it was only because of the light but she couldn't help noticing that her mother looked as though she had aged quiet a few years suddenly. Her eyes seemed extra shiny and liquefied.
Tomoyo opened the door a little wider and entered the room, gently closing the door behind her. She walked timidly towards her, her steps noiseless under the soft carpet. "Okaa-san." she whispered, hating to break the silent she had grown accustomed to while in the soft, cozy room.
Sonomi didn't reacted to her voice. Tomoyo noticed her eyes grew brighter. She looked down and noticed a silver tray near Sonomi with china tea set. Sonomi's saucer was empty but there was a clean white letter beside the cup from which a thin, gold ribbon cascaded down the paper.
Tomoyo looked back at Sonomi and was startled to see a tear slid down her creamy face. "Okaa-san." Tomoyo whispered and she walked over to her. She sat on the arm of the chair and wrapped her arms around her mother's neck.
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Instantly Sonomi broke in to tears and hugged Tomoyo tight. Tomoyo slid on to her lap and hugged her mother tightly, hoping to ease the pain a little for her.
She hated to see her mother cry like this. Usually she was a very strong person who seldom showed any signs of pain. Questions were screaming in Tomoyo's heart but she kept a calm and collective mind. Why was her mother crying? Why had Ririko been crying? Tomoyo had felt something was wrong as she had consoled Sakura. She knew something was wrong when she had walked from her room to her mother's. But Tomoyo knew something was definitely wrong now.
Tomoyo's eye caught a painting of a woman she knew was her aunt, Nadeshiko Fujitaka, Sakura's mother and her mother's cousin. She knew her mother and Nadeshiko were very close, as close as she and Sakura are. She also knew how much Sonomi missed Nadeshiko. They were practically like sisters. Sonomi had even tried to make Tomoyo like Nadeshiko, but gave up when she learned that it wasn't in Tomoyo's heart.
Tomoyo had never seen this painting before. The woman sat gracefully in a chair with Nadeshiko's covering her hair like a tiara. Her emerald eyes shone with light and happiness as she sat there with a graceful smile on her red, cherry lips. Tomoyo had never seen Nadeshiko this beautiful. Was this the reason why her mother was crying? She missed Nadeshiko.
It made sense. Maybe she missed Nadeshiko allot so she wished to see Tomoyo. Ririko was always good in sensing other people's sadness so maybe she had cried out of that.
A wave of relief filled Tomoyo's heart as she hugged her mother tighter.
"Daijobu.Okaa-san." she whispered soothingly as she rubbed her back. It went for quiet a while as Tomoyo continued to sooth and comfort her mother. Finally after Sonomi had calmed down a little, Tomoyo poured her a glass of water which she drank gratefully.
"Daijobu.Okaa-san," Tomoyo whispered, gazing at her mother with concern filling her heart. Sonomi didn't reply. She didn't even looked at Tomoyo as she slid off her lap. Tomoyo gently took her mother's hands in her own. Noticing how small they looked compared to her's. "Okaa-san?" She asked gently. Sonomi's eyes were still red with a faint blush covering her cheeks and nose. "Tomoyo-san." Sonomi stated at last, her voice weak and shaking as if she would burst again.
Tomoyo squeezed her hand lightly. In reality, she didn't know what to do. Sonomi had never acted like this for as long as Tomoyo remembered. She only hoped that comforting her, just like she used to comfort Sakura would help.
Sonomi brought Tomoyo closer and leaned over so that her lips were directly next to Tomoyo's ear. Her lips moved to an o and then wide. It moved in other different ways and as they moved, Sonomi's tears began to fall again.
Tomoyo's eyes were wide as she pulled back from her mother. Sonomi looked back at Tomoyo through blurred tears. Tomoyo calmed herself and looked at the fire. Flickering and hissing with the light that seemed to dance on Tomoyo's face.
There wasn't the usual, optimistic smile on her face, but there wasn't any grief. Her face was completely expressionless as Sonomi looked at her with despair.
"Tomoyo-san." Sonomi whispered as Tomoyo continued to face the fire. "Daijobu.Okaa-san." Said Tomoyo Before Sonomi could say anything, Tomoyo turned and rushed away. "Tomoyo-san!" Sonomi called after her, grief all over her face. "Gomen." Tears slid down her face as she fell on her knees and cried before the flickering flames, still dancing merrily. "Gomen nasai.Tomoyo-san."
Tomoyo panted as she leaned on the wall besides the stairs. Tears were welling up in her eyes and she didn't want anyone to get upset. She slid down on the floor and pulled her knees up to her chest, burying her face in them and trying to calm down. It was no use crying. It wouldn't help. She had to clear her head. Think things over.
FLASH BACK
A young girl of three ran down the stairs excitedly, her purple frock flowing back with her long silky hairs. "Ottou-san!" She cried as she ran in the dining room and jumped on a man's lap. The man laughed and hugged her. "How's my little princess?" he asked "Perfect!" the little girl, cried as she beamed up at her father.
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"Tomoyo-san." A younger version of Sonomi called out, smiling at her daughter slyly with a raised eyebrow. "Gomen nasai.Okaa-san." said Tomoyo hopping down her father's lap. She turned back to her father and smiled happily, "Gomen nasai Ottou-san!" she cried, "Where's Toji-kun and Kauru-chan?" "There upstairs in there room Tomoyo-san," said her father apologetically, "It was quiet a long trip." "Daijobu Ottou-san!" Tomoyo cried carelessly as she jumped next to her father and hugged his arm. "Guess what Ottou-san! I'm going to go to school in two more years!" The man laughed at his daughter's enthusiasm, she was really unusual.
END FLASHBACK
Tomoyo took a couple of deep breaths and stood up. She walked over to the golden framed mirror that hung a few distances away from the wall, leading to the den.
She sighed as a few tears slipped from her eyes again. She quickly wiped them away and stared at the reflection. Before her a young girl of 12 stood. Her face was pale with a hint of blush on her nose and cheeks. Her eyes were red and the tears were still visible from her eyelids.
She wiped her eyes and looked around. The hall was completely deserted. She could hear faint sobs from the den but she tried to get her mind of it.
She reached behind the mirror and removed a silk silver bag tied tightly with a white ribbon. She opened it and took out a face powder.
Quickly and expertly, she added the powder to her cheeks and nose to hide the blush. Then she added some face colored cream to her face, hiding the paleness. She took out a small napkin and ran it over her eyelids slowly, wiping away the tears. She looked back at her reflection. Her eyes were still red.
She took out an eyedropper from the bag and dipped a few drops in the middle of her eyeball. She closed her eyes as she straightened her head and moved it sideways and back. After she felt the liquid spread out evenly in her eyes, she opened it gently. Her eyes were redder for a few minuets because of the wind that immediately hit it. But soon it grew lighter and lighter until the white of Tomoyo's eyes were the normal color.
Tomoyo smiled weakly at her reflection. No one could have told she had just cried. She put on her best cheerful smile. Suddenly she frowned. Even through her eyes had gone the same, normal color; she could still see the pain in them.
Tomoyo closed her eyes again and frowned in concentration. She opened her eyes again to see the same twinkle she had faked so many times in front of Sakura.
She smiled again though it hurt her jaw even though she had been trying this for years, no one, not even her bodyguards could find out what Tomoyo did. Tomoyo had hid several boxes in the same way in other certain places where she was sure no one would find them.
FLASHBACK
"Matte Ottou-san!" cried a four year old Tomoyo, running down the stairs and in to the driveway. Two heads, identical to Tomoyo's popped out of the window of the limousine and looked sadly at the running figure of they're sister. A girl, identical to Tomoyo except her face was a little pale and a boy, also identical to Tomoyo, except that his hairs were shorter (Ofcourse!) glanced back at their father. The man sighed as he gestured the driver to stop the car. As soon as the car was stopped, the two children got off and ran towards Tomoyo. Tomoyo immediately hugged them tightly and began sobbing. Sonomi watched from the distance with sadness evident on her face. The man walked out of the car and Tomoyo broke away from the hug. She looked at her father with a mixture of anger, confusion and hurt. "Ottou-san! You said you wouldn't go away again!" cried Tomoyo indignantly as she rushed to him and started hitting him on the stomach, where she could reach. "You promised!" Cried Tomoyo as fresh tears trailed down her cheeks as she repeated the word with every hit. "Please Tomoyo-chan." the man said, "It hurts to see you cry. Tomoyo immediately stopped and the man took the opportunity to hug her tightly. Tomoyo broke down on
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his shoulder again.
"Gomen Tomoyo-san." he whispered, "I promise we will be together someday." "No.Your lying." Tomoyo shook her head, but she didn't broke away. "I promise Tomoyo-chan, we will be together one day, it's just not today, understand?"
Tomoyo didn't speak for a moment, but she had stopped crying. "Promise?" she asked, tightening her grip. The man gently took her small arms from around his neck and smiled down at her. "Promise." he said, putting his hand near his heart, clasping it in to a fist and helding it out to Tomoyo.
Tomoyo smiled, it was a secret promise sign that her father had taught her and her brother and sister. Tomoyo extended her hand and the man opened his fist and pressed it on her's. Tomoyo took her hand and pressed it where her heart was.
"Don't brake your promise Ottou-san." she whispered, The man kissed her on the cheek and stood up. "Tomoyo-chan!" called the boy as he neared his third and smallest triplet. He and Kauru made the same signs . Tomoyo smiled, feeling better already and extending her hand where they both opened their palms. "We'll see you soon." Said Toji. Kauru nodded as she hugged her sister. "I love you Tomoyo-chan." "I love you guys too." Tomoyo whispered and she pressed her palm to her heart.
END FLASHBACK
As soon as Tomoyo entered the room, Sakura sprang up from her bed. "Tomoyo-chan!" she cried, rushing over to her, "Daijobu desu ka?" "Um" Tomoyo said as she smiled at Sakura, "Daijobu Sakura-chan"
Sky: Well that's the end of chapter one. Hope you have enjoyed it and PLEASE REVIEW! ^_^. If you have any suggestions to make my story better, plz plz plz plz plz give it! I really want to improve my writing coz for once I want to be satisfied. I'm never satisfied with my writing. AND PLEASE REVIEW! The more reviews, the more I write, te more I write, te more the chapters will be updated!
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THE BEGINNING OF CHANGES
"Oh Tomoyo-chan, I'm so happy." Sakura sighed as she twirled around Tomoyo's massive room. Tomoyo stiffled a giggle. Sakura had been waltzing around dreamily for the past five minuets and the more she did, the more Tomoyo felt a surge of excitement.
Sakura deserved to be happy. Tomoyo thought happily as she saw Sakura, now waltzing around with her robe as though drifting in clouds. After all she had gone through. First the fact that she had lost her mother. Then her father hadn't been there for her as much as he should have. Her brother almost out for a part time job all the time, and then the card capturing along with being dumped by Yukito.She really deserved to be happy.and only he could give her that happiness.
Tomoyo sighed with happiness as Sakura collapsed in her bed finally, looking in to space with a dreamy smile on her face.
It was just like a romantic fairy tale, Tomoyo thought as she watched Sakura's chest rise and fall with the rhythm of her breathing. Just when Sakura thought another love would be parted away from her forever, he saved her from the misery and gave her the happiness she had never dreamed of.. No other boy I know could have done this for her.. I had always known there was something special about Li-kun, even if his behavior would have doubted many people.
Tomoyo smiled as her best friend sighed, gazing in to nowhere and wrapped her arms around her thin frame.
"I'm Happy too Sakura chan." Tomoyo whispered truthfully as she looked over at Sakura. Sakura wasn't listening, just as Tomoyo had suspected. Her eyes were clouded with happiness.
Tomoyo smirked, "Yeah.I cant wait for the big day, you can count on me Sakura chan to make you the best." She paused for dramatic effects as the smirk grew slyer and wider on her face, "Wedding dress."
"HOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Sakura cried, snapping out of her daydream and blushing furiously.
Tomoyo let out a fitful of giggles as Sakura blushed. "Tomoyo chan!!!" Sakura cried, burying her face in her hands, but Tomoyo could see a dreamy smile from the corner of her face.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Still laughing with tears streaming down her face, Tomoyo got up and opened the door. The look on Sakura's face was priceless.
A maid stood behind the door. She smiled weakly as Tomoyo (Still laughing) gestured her to come in.
"Tomoyo-chan.please." Sakura whined from behind her hands.
Tomoyo felt her laughter disappearing as she saw the maid not meeting her eyes.
"What is it Ririko-chan?" Tomoyo asked, wiping the last tear away from her eyes. "Daidouji-san." the maid whispered, her voice sounding a little shaky,
Sakura looked up from her hands at Ririko in concern. "What is it?" asked Sakura, going near Tomoyo as Tomoyo watched with confusion. "Ririko.chan." Tomoyo whispered as she saw tears falling down her maids face. "To-Dai-Daidouji.san." Ririko sobbed quietly with her head still down, "Y- you mother wants you."
Tomoyo and Sakura looked at eachother worriedly as Ririko ran out of the room. "Tomoyo-chan." Tomoyo smiled, trying to reassure Sakura that everything will be alright, "Daijobu Sakura-chan," said Tomoyo as cheerfully as she could, "I'm sure it's nothing that serious, Ririko-chan, after all, is the most sensitive-" "Demo." Sakura gazed at Tomoyo, as though trying to figure out if it was true. "Daijobu, you just sit right here and I'll be back in a flash, she must be going to another of her business trips again."
Sakura relaxed as Tomoyo walked out of the room. Tomoyo-chan is right. Sakura thought as the sound of Tomoyo's footsteps disappeared, After all, how bad could it be.
Tomoyo's heals clicked and echoed as she walked down the hall towards the staircase. For some reason,
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the lights were closed all through. The only light was from down the staircase, illuminating that part of the hall.
Tomoyo's heart was beating faster then usual. Thoughts and question ran through her usually clear and carefree mind. Why had Ririko been so upset? Why had her mother called her at this hour? What was so urgent that she couldn't have waited for in the morning?
Tomoyo knew that it couldn't have been a business trip. A maid or her bodyguards could have always informed her of such a thing.
There is no need for Sakura-chan to worry. Tomoyo thought as she started down the stairs, I hadn't exactly lied to her, it's probably nothing. Maybe she had just called to give me a lecture or something about staying up late. But for some reason she was doubtful.
You're just being paranoid. Tomoyo scolded herself as she reached the bottom and started to walk towards the den, across another dark hallway.
She walked passed a few classic paintings, which looked as expensive and valuable as almost everything in the Daidouji mension. The Daidouji's had recently moved a to a new mension because of something related to business. She hadn't told exactly what and Tomoyo knew better then to ask her more about it. She knew how much her mother was already stressed about it all in her office, she didn't wanted her to feel uncomfortable in home as well.
All in all, Tomoyo didn't really minded moving away. It was only a few blocks away from her old house and she still get to go to her old school.
A few feet away from her were large French doors underneath which bright yellow light pierced through the solid darkness. Tomoyo quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door wide enough to peak in.
The room was massive with large paintings and portraits hung the wall in golden frames. The wall was painted a creamy white color, which contrasted excellently with the rich, chocolate brown color of the exclusive furniture in the room.
One large, four-poster bed stood in the center with it's light, smooth peach colored cloth pulled back like a curtain and tied neatly with a silk rose pink colored ribbon. A very fluffy creamy pink colored rug was openly visible under the large bed, contrasting attractively to the maroon carpet. Two drawers of the same peach color with gray and red lines, criss-crossing here and there. Behind the bed was a large window through which Tomoyo saw bright and shining stars winking at her from the sky. She hadn't realized how beautiful the night looked this late. The cloth behind the bed was pulled upwards in swirls. The French windows were open outwards and Tomoyo instantly felt a cool breeze cares her face.
On the right side of the beds were large walls of shelves. A similar looking fluffy rug, that was underneath the large bed, sat in the middle of the space between the bed and the small library.
On the left side of the bed was a huge fireplace, the flames hissed and crackled as the shadows of the furniture surrounding it, danced across the large walls.
Tomoyo saw, on one of the huge, arm-chairs, her mother sitting with one arm resting comfortable on the arm of the chair, looking in to space with her head tilted slightly so Tomoyo could only see half of it, the other half was covered in shadow. Her index finger rested on the temple of her head while the other three were curved inwards with the thumb touching her chin lightly.
She didn't seemed to have noticed Tomoyo but Tomoyo saw the way she looked so tiered and old in the light of the fire. Tomoyo hoped it was only because of the light but she couldn't help noticing that her mother looked as though she had aged quiet a few years suddenly. Her eyes seemed extra shiny and liquefied.
Tomoyo opened the door a little wider and entered the room, gently closing the door behind her. She walked timidly towards her, her steps noiseless under the soft carpet. "Okaa-san." she whispered, hating to break the silent she had grown accustomed to while in the soft, cozy room.
Sonomi didn't reacted to her voice. Tomoyo noticed her eyes grew brighter. She looked down and noticed a silver tray near Sonomi with china tea set. Sonomi's saucer was empty but there was a clean white letter beside the cup from which a thin, gold ribbon cascaded down the paper.
Tomoyo looked back at Sonomi and was startled to see a tear slid down her creamy face. "Okaa-san." Tomoyo whispered and she walked over to her. She sat on the arm of the chair and wrapped her arms around her mother's neck.
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Instantly Sonomi broke in to tears and hugged Tomoyo tight. Tomoyo slid on to her lap and hugged her mother tightly, hoping to ease the pain a little for her.
She hated to see her mother cry like this. Usually she was a very strong person who seldom showed any signs of pain. Questions were screaming in Tomoyo's heart but she kept a calm and collective mind. Why was her mother crying? Why had Ririko been crying? Tomoyo had felt something was wrong as she had consoled Sakura. She knew something was wrong when she had walked from her room to her mother's. But Tomoyo knew something was definitely wrong now.
Tomoyo's eye caught a painting of a woman she knew was her aunt, Nadeshiko Fujitaka, Sakura's mother and her mother's cousin. She knew her mother and Nadeshiko were very close, as close as she and Sakura are. She also knew how much Sonomi missed Nadeshiko. They were practically like sisters. Sonomi had even tried to make Tomoyo like Nadeshiko, but gave up when she learned that it wasn't in Tomoyo's heart.
Tomoyo had never seen this painting before. The woman sat gracefully in a chair with Nadeshiko's covering her hair like a tiara. Her emerald eyes shone with light and happiness as she sat there with a graceful smile on her red, cherry lips. Tomoyo had never seen Nadeshiko this beautiful. Was this the reason why her mother was crying? She missed Nadeshiko.
It made sense. Maybe she missed Nadeshiko allot so she wished to see Tomoyo. Ririko was always good in sensing other people's sadness so maybe she had cried out of that.
A wave of relief filled Tomoyo's heart as she hugged her mother tighter.
"Daijobu.Okaa-san." she whispered soothingly as she rubbed her back. It went for quiet a while as Tomoyo continued to sooth and comfort her mother. Finally after Sonomi had calmed down a little, Tomoyo poured her a glass of water which she drank gratefully.
"Daijobu.Okaa-san," Tomoyo whispered, gazing at her mother with concern filling her heart. Sonomi didn't reply. She didn't even looked at Tomoyo as she slid off her lap. Tomoyo gently took her mother's hands in her own. Noticing how small they looked compared to her's. "Okaa-san?" She asked gently. Sonomi's eyes were still red with a faint blush covering her cheeks and nose. "Tomoyo-san." Sonomi stated at last, her voice weak and shaking as if she would burst again.
Tomoyo squeezed her hand lightly. In reality, she didn't know what to do. Sonomi had never acted like this for as long as Tomoyo remembered. She only hoped that comforting her, just like she used to comfort Sakura would help.
Sonomi brought Tomoyo closer and leaned over so that her lips were directly next to Tomoyo's ear. Her lips moved to an o and then wide. It moved in other different ways and as they moved, Sonomi's tears began to fall again.
Tomoyo's eyes were wide as she pulled back from her mother. Sonomi looked back at Tomoyo through blurred tears. Tomoyo calmed herself and looked at the fire. Flickering and hissing with the light that seemed to dance on Tomoyo's face.
There wasn't the usual, optimistic smile on her face, but there wasn't any grief. Her face was completely expressionless as Sonomi looked at her with despair.
"Tomoyo-san." Sonomi whispered as Tomoyo continued to face the fire. "Daijobu.Okaa-san." Said Tomoyo Before Sonomi could say anything, Tomoyo turned and rushed away. "Tomoyo-san!" Sonomi called after her, grief all over her face. "Gomen." Tears slid down her face as she fell on her knees and cried before the flickering flames, still dancing merrily. "Gomen nasai.Tomoyo-san."
Tomoyo panted as she leaned on the wall besides the stairs. Tears were welling up in her eyes and she didn't want anyone to get upset. She slid down on the floor and pulled her knees up to her chest, burying her face in them and trying to calm down. It was no use crying. It wouldn't help. She had to clear her head. Think things over.
FLASH BACK
A young girl of three ran down the stairs excitedly, her purple frock flowing back with her long silky hairs. "Ottou-san!" She cried as she ran in the dining room and jumped on a man's lap. The man laughed and hugged her. "How's my little princess?" he asked "Perfect!" the little girl, cried as she beamed up at her father.
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"Tomoyo-san." A younger version of Sonomi called out, smiling at her daughter slyly with a raised eyebrow. "Gomen nasai.Okaa-san." said Tomoyo hopping down her father's lap. She turned back to her father and smiled happily, "Gomen nasai Ottou-san!" she cried, "Where's Toji-kun and Kauru-chan?" "There upstairs in there room Tomoyo-san," said her father apologetically, "It was quiet a long trip." "Daijobu Ottou-san!" Tomoyo cried carelessly as she jumped next to her father and hugged his arm. "Guess what Ottou-san! I'm going to go to school in two more years!" The man laughed at his daughter's enthusiasm, she was really unusual.
END FLASHBACK
Tomoyo took a couple of deep breaths and stood up. She walked over to the golden framed mirror that hung a few distances away from the wall, leading to the den.
She sighed as a few tears slipped from her eyes again. She quickly wiped them away and stared at the reflection. Before her a young girl of 12 stood. Her face was pale with a hint of blush on her nose and cheeks. Her eyes were red and the tears were still visible from her eyelids.
She wiped her eyes and looked around. The hall was completely deserted. She could hear faint sobs from the den but she tried to get her mind of it.
She reached behind the mirror and removed a silk silver bag tied tightly with a white ribbon. She opened it and took out a face powder.
Quickly and expertly, she added the powder to her cheeks and nose to hide the blush. Then she added some face colored cream to her face, hiding the paleness. She took out a small napkin and ran it over her eyelids slowly, wiping away the tears. She looked back at her reflection. Her eyes were still red.
She took out an eyedropper from the bag and dipped a few drops in the middle of her eyeball. She closed her eyes as she straightened her head and moved it sideways and back. After she felt the liquid spread out evenly in her eyes, she opened it gently. Her eyes were redder for a few minuets because of the wind that immediately hit it. But soon it grew lighter and lighter until the white of Tomoyo's eyes were the normal color.
Tomoyo smiled weakly at her reflection. No one could have told she had just cried. She put on her best cheerful smile. Suddenly she frowned. Even through her eyes had gone the same, normal color; she could still see the pain in them.
Tomoyo closed her eyes again and frowned in concentration. She opened her eyes again to see the same twinkle she had faked so many times in front of Sakura.
She smiled again though it hurt her jaw even though she had been trying this for years, no one, not even her bodyguards could find out what Tomoyo did. Tomoyo had hid several boxes in the same way in other certain places where she was sure no one would find them.
FLASHBACK
"Matte Ottou-san!" cried a four year old Tomoyo, running down the stairs and in to the driveway. Two heads, identical to Tomoyo's popped out of the window of the limousine and looked sadly at the running figure of they're sister. A girl, identical to Tomoyo except her face was a little pale and a boy, also identical to Tomoyo, except that his hairs were shorter (Ofcourse!) glanced back at their father. The man sighed as he gestured the driver to stop the car. As soon as the car was stopped, the two children got off and ran towards Tomoyo. Tomoyo immediately hugged them tightly and began sobbing. Sonomi watched from the distance with sadness evident on her face. The man walked out of the car and Tomoyo broke away from the hug. She looked at her father with a mixture of anger, confusion and hurt. "Ottou-san! You said you wouldn't go away again!" cried Tomoyo indignantly as she rushed to him and started hitting him on the stomach, where she could reach. "You promised!" Cried Tomoyo as fresh tears trailed down her cheeks as she repeated the word with every hit. "Please Tomoyo-chan." the man said, "It hurts to see you cry. Tomoyo immediately stopped and the man took the opportunity to hug her tightly. Tomoyo broke down on
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his shoulder again.
"Gomen Tomoyo-san." he whispered, "I promise we will be together someday." "No.Your lying." Tomoyo shook her head, but she didn't broke away. "I promise Tomoyo-chan, we will be together one day, it's just not today, understand?"
Tomoyo didn't speak for a moment, but she had stopped crying. "Promise?" she asked, tightening her grip. The man gently took her small arms from around his neck and smiled down at her. "Promise." he said, putting his hand near his heart, clasping it in to a fist and helding it out to Tomoyo.
Tomoyo smiled, it was a secret promise sign that her father had taught her and her brother and sister. Tomoyo extended her hand and the man opened his fist and pressed it on her's. Tomoyo took her hand and pressed it where her heart was.
"Don't brake your promise Ottou-san." she whispered, The man kissed her on the cheek and stood up. "Tomoyo-chan!" called the boy as he neared his third and smallest triplet. He and Kauru made the same signs . Tomoyo smiled, feeling better already and extending her hand where they both opened their palms. "We'll see you soon." Said Toji. Kauru nodded as she hugged her sister. "I love you Tomoyo-chan." "I love you guys too." Tomoyo whispered and she pressed her palm to her heart.
END FLASHBACK
As soon as Tomoyo entered the room, Sakura sprang up from her bed. "Tomoyo-chan!" she cried, rushing over to her, "Daijobu desu ka?" "Um" Tomoyo said as she smiled at Sakura, "Daijobu Sakura-chan"
Sky: Well that's the end of chapter one. Hope you have enjoyed it and PLEASE REVIEW! ^_^. If you have any suggestions to make my story better, plz plz plz plz plz give it! I really want to improve my writing coz for once I want to be satisfied. I'm never satisfied with my writing. AND PLEASE REVIEW! The more reviews, the more I write, te more I write, te more the chapters will be updated!
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