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~Chapter 3~

Tomoyo drank her coffee silently as she folded out the newspaper that was sent early that morning. Her attention was soon called up when Eriol walked into the room, dressed with a suite, ready for his work. Tomoyo smiled to see his handsome figure dressed so elegantly, for she always thought he looked even more charmingly.

"Well I'm off to work." Eriol announced smiling, as he picked up a toast from Tomoyo's plate.

"Hey that's mine." Whined Tomoyo jokingly.

He chuckled at her cute action and headed towards the counter to grab his keys and suitcase. Tomoyo then walked up and slowly adjusted the tie that looked crocked, while Eriol kept still, watching her adoringly without her noticing.

"There." She spoke with a satisfied smile.

Feeling awkward that she acted like a wife, Tomoyo quickly turned to walk away, but Eriol softly stopped her by taking her hand with his, while leaning forward to peck her kindly on her check. Letting her hand go, Tomoyo felt herself blush in warmth as Eriol walked towards the door.

"Well, see you!" he spoke before leaving the apartment with a smirk on his face.

Tomoyo slowly laid her hand on the kiss he gave her some minutes ago. She smiled sweetly, but realizing what she done, Tomoyo frowned and dropped her hand back down.

'Why am I acting so silly over a simple kiss.' she scolded herself inwardly, while heading back to the table.

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"No, Jeffery. We need them today. Please try to convince them!" spoke Tomoyo tiredly as she hung up the phone with a heavy sigh.

Closing the folder that she held, Tomoyo dropped the papers carelessly onto the table. She leaned back in exhaustion onto her black, leather armchair, while turning her position towards the wide-open window to look outside the open view. Sitting there silently, Tomoyo couldn't help but wonder how Eriol was doing at his own business, but as quickly as she thought about him, her mind went back to the paperwork she still had to complete.

Taking over her mother's company wasn't an easy task. Demands, expectations, and obligations were all held upon Tomoyo, the soon to be president of one of Japan's most famous toy company. Although Tomoyo did have the qualities, her time limited her to work harder, causing the lady to stress herself over simple tasks. Tomoyo did not wish to disappoint her mother nor disappoint herself.

Feeling the urge to run away from her tiredness, Tomoyo suddenly felt two large hands massaging her shoulders. A moan of comfort escaped her mouth, as she felt her muscles relax under those strong hands. Feeling now less tense and non-preoccupied, Tomoyo began to notice that the owner of those hands knew exactly the spots that made her comfortable. Turning her chair slowly around, Tomoyo found Eriol standing there with a smile.

"Feel better?" he asked.

"Much better. Thank you." Tomoyo replied back, somehow blushing to that careless smile of his.

"So, how did you get in?"

"Through the door." He joked, making Tomoyo chuckle a bit, "Your mother spotted me and let me through the security."

"And don't you knock?" questioned Tomoyo as she gathered the scattered papers on her table.

Eriol moved aside and stood watching her, "Well I did knock, three times actually, and you didn't answer." He spoke.

"Oh. Sorry about that." She looked up with an apologetic smile that made Eriol fuzzy and warm inside. "I was too observed into my thoughts that I didn't hear the knock."

"No worries about that."

"So." started Tomoyo, as she gave her full attention to the gentleman, when finished with the quick cleaning. "What brings you here?"

"Well. I was wondering if you would like to go have lunch with me?"

Tomoyo smiled to that idea. "Sure." She spoke delighted. "But, you will have to pay."

Eriol chuckled. "Of course."

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Tomoyo took a sip of her soda before going back in conversation with Eriol, who proved to be still an interesting person after all these years.

'And I thought I knew everything about him.' she thought inwardly.

Eriol kept Tomoyo entertained, as he was surprised and delighted by her witty answers and great knowledge. Her angelic voice and mesmerizing smile still caused Eriol's stomach to flip. He couldn't get enough of her and yet she wasn't his, funny how things didn't change.

"Eriol Hiiragizawa?" questioned a male voice that walked towards the table.

They broke their gaze from each other to look at the visitor who approached. He looked at the couple with mischief eyes and a sly smile on his face. Eriol's confused expression caused the visitor to chuckle.

"It's me. Your old buddy, Douglas Mc. Litle." Spoke the man with a British accent.

Tomoyo hearing the name loud and clear cringed as the memories of the past came back full force. Eriol noticing Tomoyo's discomfort, quickly stood up and took his friend outside the restaurant, where they did their greetings and chat.

Tomoyo sighed in relief as the gentleman was gone, but the pain and discomfort still remained inside. Douglas M. Litel, how she hated him. In fact, Douglas was one of the reasons of her departure from the day she turned her back to the man she loved, and still loved, although she did not admit it to herself. All those plans, all those lies, and those entire schemes were planned and executed by Douglas, and he even dared to approach her as if they were old friends. What amused her the most was the fact that Eriol had nothing in common with Douglas, and yet they were good friends.

Eriol coming back from outside, smiled apologetically as he took his seat. But his smile soon faded away as Tomoyo's face showed anger and pain.

"I'm sorry Eriol, but I'm not hungry anymore." she announced while standing up and leaving.

Eriol quickly followed behind as he left some money on top of the table. Catching up with the fuming woman, Eriol took her hand and made her stop.

"Tomoyo, I'm sorry." He spoke in guilt.

She just stood there frowning. How could she ever get mad at him? Tomoyo couldn't force herself to hate him, although she desperately wanted to. Who she really was upset with was Douglas and the events that lead to her departure from Eriol. How she hated that moment. All these years trying to blind her memories away, when in fact all she wanted was to turn back and forgive him for the mistake that pained her deeply.

Tears carelessly started to emerge, as Tomoyo found herself crying, while Eriol stood there looking into her eyes with remorse.

"Don't cry Tomoyo." He spoke guilty, as he slowly wiped her pearl tears away with his finger.

Tomoyo averted her face towards the side avoiding his gaze. "I'm not crying." She whispered.

Eriol slowly pushed her face back towards him. "So tell me why your checks are wet?"

"I don't know." She stubbornly answered.

Eriol chuckled a bit, as he looked down at her cute pouting face. "Forgive me." he spoke while laying a kiss on her soft hand.

Tomoyo felt the shivers crawl up her spin, as his warm lips tingled her hand with delight. This was her chance to move on and forget what was behind. But something didn't feel right. She somehow wasn't convinced to let her past go just now. Forgiveness shouldn't be given out easily, for Tomoyo wanted to be certain that he could promise her the love for life together with him.

"Let's just go back." Was all she said, leaving Eriol in disappointment to know that his apology was not accepted.

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Tomoyo opened the door to her apartment, exhausted from work. All she wished now was for a good night sleep and a nice warm bath, after all the paperwork and meetings she had in that one day. Lunch started out great but towards the end things got awkward and awfully silent, making her day even more stressful.

Strolling her way through her apartment, Tomoyo noticed that the lights at the living room were switched on. Sighing, she made her way towards the lit room, but stopped at the entrance to find a handsome figure on the couch sleeping silently. Cautiously, she made her way towards the gentleman and blushed to see his charming face so peacefully asleep. On Eriol's lap, to her surprise, Tomoyo found a dozen roses with a card.

"Too bad I ruined your surprise." She whispered softly.

Picking the bouquet of roses, Tomoyo took an empty vase and left the roses inside, not minding to fill it with water. Quietly she sat down beside Eriol and traced his face with her fingers, admiring his features that shined under the moonlight. She reached his lips, and memories of their passionate kisses began to play itself upon her mind, how she missed her past sometimes.

"Thank you. For waiting me up." she whispered into his ears and soon saw a smile tug itself upon Eriol's face, making her giggle silently.

Tomoyo then grabbed a blanket nearby and laid a kiss on Eriol's check before laying her head onto his broad shoulders comfortably.

"You are truly a gentleman." She whispered, while allowing sleep to take over her body.

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Chapter 3 is finished!!! So what did you think??? Good, bad??? Plz leave me a review!!! Wanna thank all of you people that did leave me something, I really appreciate it! Next update will be coming soon. I'm thinking of updating every one-week, but not sure if it'll happen. Well thanx again^^