All in the Game of Love
YAY! FINALLY FINALLY the 13th chappie! I was beginning to panic if I don't write this soon but here it comes! Once again, I'm busy preparing for my finals * I think all of you are sick of hearing this but…* and I hope you will understand if the chapter isn't going well. Trust me, this chapter took 4 hours out of my time! The first draft I wrote totally sucked…I had a bad day at school and couldn't focus. So I returned the next day and…TAADAA!!
Well, hope you guys enjoy and RnR!!
As always
Mysterio000
p.s. the almighty one!
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Now that was one heck of a headache.
Eriol Hiiragizawa uttered a groan as his fingers shot to his throbbing temples, feeling the hard poundings making their way into his brain. He snapped open his eyes as darkness circled around his vision. Still rubbing against his forehead hoping the pain would ease off, Eriol allowed a sigh to escape from his lips.
It wasn't practically abnormal for him to have a headache right smack in the middle of the night. Ever since he was a young child, he had been jerked away from his slumber every occasional night. He remembered what the doctor had said when his father had brought him to visit the clinic. It was the cause of nightmares.
Nightmares? The strange thing was, Eriol could never recall what he dreamt the previous night. There were times when he would wake up sweating profusely or just having a pounding headache. There was also a serious incident when he sat up from his bed on a late night, almost screaming the whole mayor down. He didn't remembered, of course. His father had explained that it had taken place when he was a young child. Ever since then, his father gave up on any cure to his mysterious nights.
Eriol sat up slowly from his bed, trying to ignore the pain that was ripping across his head. He propped himself on an elbow with a grimace before hitting the button on his digital clock by his bed lamp. The red digits glared viciously back at him, causing him to shield up his hands with the sudden beam of light entering his dark vision. Lying back on the sheets, he stared up at the ceiling.
3:00am.
Wait.
Was that something he heard?
He tensed as he pricked his ears to catch the slightest sound, almost afraid to look to the direction in which the sound was coming.
Something, or somebody, was beside him.
Somebody?
He sat up straight from his bed, dark wisps of hair framing his boyish features. His lips straightened into a vertical line as he recalled the events of the previous day.
Tomoyo.
"Oh hot damn." He couldn't help but curse as his blue orbs fell onto the petite body. True enough, Tomoyo was sleeping soundly beside him. Eriol tensed even further, his fingers unconsciously gripped into a tight clench.
Goddammit but…
She was beautiful.
Even in the almost pitch-black darkness, he could still make out the mesmerizing image of her. With her dark, silky tresses cascading down her shoulders and her beautifully-curved lashes closing as she slept, lord damn him, but he couldn't deny that the sight of her was arresting right then. She had pulled the blue blankets up to her chin, only allowing a delicate hand to be visible as it rested gently on the sheets. Her cheeks were embraced with usual shades of red and her lips carried the enticing petal-like image.
Eriol breathed.
He knew he should stop staring. He knew he should stop thinking how she was capturing every sense that existed in his soul now. He really should. Yeah, if he was made of stone, maybe. But he wasn't, so he continued locking his gaze on hers.
Now, Hiiragizawa, get your eyes off her.
He tried to do so but his mind refused to response to his call.
Eriol…You're getting out of hand.
He knew, of course. He knew how she held the capability to command him to do as she wished at the moment. He knew he was acting like a fool at that moment. But so what? His eyes still couldn't break the intensity that he was feeling now. He could have sworn that her presence in his room was definitely emitting a sort of invisible glow around. He couldn't apprehend why. The way she was looking so innocent at that moment, even sleeping, was enough to radiate an air of vibrancy around, uplifting the dark atmosphere that the room once held in place.
He didn't care how he didn't really like her. He didn't care the poundings aching in his head. He didn't care if he was still lacking of sleep. He didn't care if he was wide-awake in the middle of the night.
All he knew was that she looked like an angel right then.
He blinked.
What?
Lose that idea right now.
He resisted the urge to give a reluctant sigh as he sat on the edge of the bed, trying his best to keep his attention on the misty window that was beginning to carry the first signs of a dawning morning. Just as much as he wanted to gaze at her like he did just now, he stopped himself.
No, no and no. There was no way he should look at her again. If he did, he was afraid he would come up with the symptoms of being labelled as a 'pervertic maniac'. He sure wouldn't like that. The last thing he thought he could resort to was ogling at girls and…
I was not ogling at her. I swear I'm not. He placed a firm thought in his mind before his conscience unexpectedly kicked in.
Yeah right. You sound horrendously sarcastic.
The blue-eyed boy rolled his eyes as he settled back down on the soft bed. That was it. He was probably tired, that's all. He needed sleep. As soon as his head hit the pillow, the first yawn came. He sighed as he pulled the blankets closer to him. It was getting chilly now. Was it about to rain?
He suddenly snapped open.
"Merciful shit!"
Yet another exclamation from his cursing vocabulary. He was getting better at this every moment.
Unable to control his frustrated emotions, he lifted a hand to smack his forehead, only to feel the pain in his head multiplying by two notches. Great, maybe that was a lousy way to punish himself.
He flicked on the alarm clock again and the digits read half an hour past 3. He shrugged. He had spent more than a few minutes staring at the girl beside him? Again, he swore to slap himself later…mentally. He WAS NOT staring at her. Ok, maybe that was a pathetic attempt at a lie.
First, he admitted to saying she was beautiful. Next, he was denying the fact that he was even staring at her. He was contradicting himself. Damn straight.
Laying back heavily on the pillow, he felt the first symptoms of the Monday blues blooming through his head. It was no help that the poundings were still knocking hard, too.
Yes, there was school today.
Wait.
SCHOOL!?
Then Tomoyo…
…Great. What shit had he gotten himself in now?
Forget it. I'll just wake her up later.
*
Eriol fluttered his eyes opened as the rays of morning sun beamed through his window, sending a wave of warmth across the room.
He glanced at the clock. 8:05am.
He stiffened as he felt a person moved beside him.
Oh, Tomoyo. He still wasn't used to the idea that there was another stranger sleeping in his room. Stranger? He frowned. Tomoyo was a stranger? He touched his forehead. The headache was gone by now. He sat up.
What the heck?
"HOLY SHIT!" He no longer struggled to keep his emotions on check. Everything was going wrong!
School had started already!
Why hadn't he set the alarm on? Where were his brains?
He glanced at the girl beside him who had stirred awake by his exclamation. Now, she returned his intense gaze before her eyes rounded.
"Eriol! You--I--" She looked around, flustered, "Oh God! I didn't mean to--"
"Forget it," He cut in. There wasn't time to waste. "Whatever it is, we're both late for school."
Eriol thought her eyes would burst if it widened any larger.
"School?" She looked totally horrified, "I completely forgot about it!"
"Good, because I did, too." Eriol climbed out of the bed, looking as if he was suffering from a hangover, "So let's just get up and head for school."
"Holy lord," Tomoyo groaned as she pushed the blankets out of her way, regaining her stand on the ground, "Speaking about school, the Shades committee members are visiting us today and all of us are supposed to be in uniforms."
Eriol gaped.
Yes, uniforms. And where was Tomoyo's?
Right at home.
How wonderful things were starting off on a Monday morning and it wasn't even the first hour yet.
*
"Tomoyo! Hurry!!!" Eriol hollered as he held open the main door of the Hiiragizawa manor. It was past 15 minutes on the clock and the both had made it in record time to change and all.
"I am hurrying!" Tomoyo shouted as she made her appearance at the top of the stairway. Her hair was quickly brushed behind and she was still in her previous outfit, since she hadn't had her uniform to change into yet. As for Eriol, things weren't looking on the bright side either. He hadn't bothered to comb his hair nor tuck in his shirt, although to Tomoyo, that added a dozen points to the 'cute' factor.
When Tomoyo reached his side at the door, she suddenly shot him a quizzical look.
"Look Eriol, I don't mean to make things much worse for you but…" She met his equally worried pair of blue eyes.
She bit her lips.
"How are we going to school?"
Now that thought hadn't crossed his mind. In his hurry, he had forgotten about transport. His Dad wasn't here to save the day. The train station was a mile away from his house. Ok, so he was exaggerating, but at this moment, the both of them were not be able to reach Shades for another two hours or so.
And that was bad.
"I've got it!"
Eriol blinked, looking at Tomoyo who had a mischievous glimmer in her eyes despite the pressure of the situation there were in.
"Yea?" Noticing her look, Eriol knew she was having something up her sleeves. It couldn't be anything good either. Well, he hoped it was, for once.
"Your garage," She started, her eyes dancing, "does hold a solution for us, doesn't it?"
*
"It's beginning to rain, Eriol!"
"Yeah! Try telling that to the Heavens to see if they will spare us!" Eriol snorted as the skies began falling fat, transparent droplets. Gray clouds loomed overhead, zapping the last trace of sunlight away from their sight. Eriol winced inwardly. Just the last thing they needed to complete their wonderful afternoon of spending the time in Detention Class. Their journey to the Daidouji's home and back on track to school had already broken the traffic record for the modern history. Well, maybe not that serious but they were close to it.
As fast as he dared, Eriol raised the speed as he tightened his grip on the handles. The motorbike swerved across roads now drenched with raindrops as he expertly dodged all the traffic and the police officers close-by.
"Eriol, for goodness's sake! That's the fifth red light you're crossing against!" Tomoyo giggled good-naturedly, keeping her hands on his broad shoulders. Upon reaching her home, she had made a quick change into her uniform and was now sitting behind Eriol on the bike. At the speed he was going, there was no wonder if the whole of the neighbourhood's policemen raced after him. But they didn't, for he was too fast for them to even catch sight of the speeding black bike.
"Rules are for breaking," Behind that helmet, a grin played on his lips, "Weren't those your words, Tomoyo?"
"Well--Gosh! My skirt's soaked with rainwater now!" Tomoyo groaned as the bike skidded through a puddle.
Eriol sighed. Girls.
"Tomoyo," His voice turning serious as the bike approached the next traffic light, "Hold on tight. I'm turning on this curve and going against the next red light."
She mocked a sigh, "You're hopeless, Hiiragizawa."
When he felt her arms encircling around his waist, his heart skipped a few beats. Avoiding thinking and all, he pushed his focus back on the road and successfully skipped the red light.
*
Dark azure eyes scanned the empty corridor before signalling to the amethyst-eyed girl, "Hurry." Tomoyo nodded to the call and easily slipped behind the thick pillar with Eriol. The latter cast another glance down the next corridor before leading the way down to the locker room.
Tomoyo heaved a sigh as she yanked open her locker, taking out her books and stationery before eyeing herself in the mirror with an almost horrified look. "I am sooo wet, Eriol!" She desperately attempted to comb her tangled wet locks and dry her clothes but it still looked the same as before. Turning around to meet Eriol, she was delightfully surprised that he was going through the same stage as her.
He wasn't any better off either. With beads of rainwater hanging at the ends of his azure hair and his uniform looking crumpled and wet, he didn't look too happy. She giggled as she leant forward to brush a few strands of his soaked hair to the side.
"There. Much better." She gave a teasing laugh before taking his hand and trotting down to their classroom. She didn't realize she was just a second late in catching his face taint with pink.
Not too far away, the droning voice of Ms. Kilsberg, their English drama teacher, was heard.
"From this interesting book full of actions and drama, I would like all of you to write a review on it," Ms. Kilsberg stopped in annoyance as the students groaned in unison. Book reviews! What a bore!
"Well," She continued, irritated, "Apart from that, we will now look at the script I handed out yesterday to--"
She was cut off by a knock on the opened door.
Instantly, all students turned their attention to the direction, only to be showered with surprise and amusement.
"Syaoran," Sakura nudged her boyfriend by the ribs, "Did you force them on a morning date or something?"
Her boyfriend couldn't answer. He was equally shocked, too.
Ms. Kilsberg coughed, gaining the attention back in her hands as she nodded for the two drenched students to step into the classroom.
"Wait," She crossed her hands in a frown, "I did not allow the two of you to head back to your seats."
The duo looked at her with dread obvious in their expression.
"Now, explain," She wagged a bony, index finger at them, "Explain how the two of you have the decency to come to school only at 9 in the morning and to appear all wet in my class."
Amidst the overbearing silence, girls darted jealous looks at Tomoyo and boys shot daggers at the blue-eyed boy. For most, it was an astonishing sight to see their Truth-and-Dare couple coming to school in the same wet state early in the morning.
Ms. Kilsberg shook her head in despair, "Forget it. I'm in no hands to handle a loving couple."
The couple blinked.
WHAT?
Snickers emerged from the sea of faces before them but before Eriol could find out who, so as to make them pay back later, Ms. Kilsberg was speaking again.
"Never mind. Head back to your seat and take out the scripts I handed out the previous time."
Eriol shrugged. That was it?
Unfortunately, the both had missed the sly look flashing across Ms. Kilsberg face.
"Alright, before I start on the script, the school drama leaders would like each class to act out a play." Ms. Kilsberg held up a thin book in her hands, " 'The Little Lost Faery', my favorite book of all times. We will be portraying a few scenes from the book and I would like to draw lots for people to play in different roles."
Gulps filled the room. Acting wasn't their number one talent, that was for sure.
"Well, basically, this story is about a faery who is banished to Earth for defending her friend back in her never land. Within five days, she must be able to brighten up the life of any person or the never land's gateway will never open up for her again. Somehow, she chose a young man who will no longer resign to love in his life." A wrinkled smile lit up her face, as though she truly knew how to appreciate that book, "Will the little lost faery be strong enough to make him love again? And in turn, will he fall for her?"
Silence loomed across the room. Nobody spoke for a long time. The story was intriguing but…acting? It was a no-no.
"Let's start by choosing the roles for the male character and the lost faery."
It was sentenced as a death statement for all to hear as nervous glances were exchanged all around.
Her gray eyes twinkled, as though she had already long knew whom she had wanted to call.
"How would all of you love to welcome Eriol Hiiragizawa and Tomoyo Daidouji up here?"
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OOOOH! Sneaky Ms. Kilsberg! Well, let's clear some things up here. Ms. Kilsberg is a rather old lady who hasn't married so far so if you're wondering about her bony finger and all, this is the reason. And as for the play 'The Little Lost Faery', PLEASE BE NOTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ----à
I would really appreciate it if you guys help me to choose the boy and girl's names in 'The Little Lost Faery' that Tomoyo and Eriol would be playing as. As you know, I don't really like racking my brains straight after studying for so long so…yeah! Have some fun and drop my comments on what names you think the two main characters should carry! Appreciated! =)
As always
Mysterio000
p.s. the almighty one!