Lchan: Expect the worst ending, okay? No, not exactly worst, I mean, I
can't say I'm not proud...but it's not award-winning or anything
spectacular. The confessions aren't at all romantic and mushy. Not too OOC
on anyone's part either. Fairly casual. I like it better that way.
You people just read on, okay? And then you can click the submit review button...please? Lyka loves you. ;; Riiiiiight...well, go on.
XIV - Completion
Syaoran stood up slowly from the far edge of the lavender-flecked white bed opposite Sakura and remained still standing. He was staring hard at the floor, as if absorbing every single detail there was in that certain area.
But actually...he was thinking hard. Very hard.
Of what to do.
He felt really cold, scared, nervous, even sick, trying to gather all of his courage on what he would do next. His heart pounded against his ribcage, mercilessly, a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins.
Dug-dug...dug-dug...dug-dug...
'Darn it.'
Sakura felt his weight leave the bouncy bed, and she turned around in surprise. "Where are you going, Syaoran-kun? What's wrong?" she asked. She, too, stood up, but didn't run to him for fear she'd melt if she got close enough.
Syaoran didn't answer, but instead steeled himself, closed his eyes to relax and heaved a defeated sigh.
He raised his head.
"Hoe? Syaoran-kun?" Sakura was now more worried for him than herself and her feelings. "Daijobu?"
Syaoran, listening to the comforting melody each line she said relayed, smiled, or perhaps more appropriately--smirked.
'So innocent...'
He turned around, amber eyes finding themselves looking deep into glistening emerald pools. His heart stopped beating for just a split second, his bravery threatening to betray him...and he closed his eyes again to calm himself, his brain shouting 'face your fears' like a mantra-- an annoying, SO not comforting mantra.
He clenched his fist and walked forward, one foot in front of the other, feeling like a short-circuiting robot. When he opened his eyes, he found he was a few feet from her concerned eyes, the object of her curious gaze.
He looked away, unsure...but then faced her again. He was beginning to loose his nerve.
"Sakura, I...I...I think...uhm...argh!" he stopped, perplexed and then shook his head slowly, turning his head to the right to avoid her gaze, a vexed frown creasing between his eyebrows. He shrugged, sullenly, embarrassment tinting his face. He flicked his amber eyes to her expectant stare, and then away.
He flushed.
"Listen, I...I love you."
Sakura's eyes widened. "H-hoe?"
Syaoran shrugged again, hints of another blushing session starting to surface. He breathed in and let out air in a soft sigh, unable to keep himself from glancing at her. He closed his amber eyes and brushed past her, wanting to escape her probing gaze...
"I love you," he repeated, like it meant nothing (and in the process unknowingly magnifying its gravity even more), looking back up and gazing at the ceiling before he lost his nerve.
Sakura's emerald orbs fell downwards in shock--to the floor. "Y-you do...?" she replied, stupidly. 'You do? You DO, Syoran, REALLY??'
"Sure. It's been a while since I started to feel this way." Syaoran flushed hotly, but managed to keep his voice neutral.
"Honto...honto ni?" came her sweet tone again. "What you're saying... It's...true?"
He lowered his gaze from the ceiling to stare straight ahead towards the purple-streaked wallpaper, willing himself not to shrivel and turn to ash. "Too true." Adrenaline speaking. "I cursed myself for this, honestly...but it's impossible. I just...can't...you know...let you go, I mean...I'd be happy to die for you, or haven't you noticed?" He grinned a secret grin. "Darn hopelessness..."
"Oh, then...then why...why do you love ME...?" Sakura asked, feeling suddenly exhilarated.
He shrugged again. "I don't know. Because of everything..."
"I see. Uhm...and...you...you're telling the truth?" She couldn't keep her voice from sounding hopeful although the line sounded strangely familiar-- like she'd already asked it before, which, she realized upon his answer, she actually did.
"I just told you..." Syaoran said, softly. "Yes. And I just thought...maybe you felt...I mean--maybe you wanted to know..." He dropped his stare from the wall to the floor then shifted them backwards to try and see Sakura's reaction.
She still had her back to him.
"Sakura?"
No answer.
He sighed, steeling himself for the obviously upcoming rejection. 'Stupid, Syaoran! Talk about tactless...' He prepared his legs for a long walk home, desperately trying to keep his heart intact.
Sakura felt hot tears form in her emerald eyes. He...loved her...? Annoyingly, madly in love with her...like she was with him? Just as crazy, just as hopeful...just as...just as much!? It was...stupendous! Brilliant! Fantastic! Perfect!!
It was her ultimate dream coming true.
"Syaoran..."
Syaoran bolted from his pool of sorrow, where her silence had made him go-- or drown in, more like--feeling the first stirrings of hope. He turned around, feeling suddenly weak. "Yeah...?" he asked, softly. He raised his eyes, every fiber of him wanting and dreading to see her face at the same time...
'Whoa.'
She was...SMILING.
No what could THAT mean?? Syaoran looked away and lowered his head a bit, enough to hide his feelings and restore some pride.
'Oh...kay...relax...relax, Syaoran...just relax...'
Then, too swiftly for him to notice, Sakura ran--towards him, crossing the space between them in five quick steps. And then her arms found their way around his neck, overwhelming him in a tight hug.
He felt his heart stop.
He felt he would melt.
He felt her squeeze.
His heart banged in his chest again.
"Sa-Sakura...!" he gasped out, a blush highlighting his cheeks. He struggled his hardest to remain impassive, but couldn't. His brain was wailing out questions: 'What to say...what to ask...what to do!!!'
"Me too, Syaoran! Me, too!!" Sakura cried, joyfully, embracing him tighter.
His amber eyes widened to dinner plates. "You...you do...honestly!?" he cried out.
Sakura smiled and savored the feeling of his soft chestnut locks caressing her cheeks. She nodded mutely and inhaled. "Yes..." she whispered... "Honestly..."
'He loves me!! He LOVES me!! He loves meeeeeeee!!!!'
Syaoran's hands rose from his sides to hug her back, amber eyes still wide with shock. "I...I'm...glad..." he murmured, not actually knowing the proper dialogue for mush. And then his arms tightened around her, and everything came naturally.
"Thanks...for loving me back," he murmured.
Sakura giggled against his neck and relaxed in his arms. "It's nothing...it was worth the effort."
Syaoran grinned and shook his head, struggling to maintain his sanity, when he felt her head push and lean softly against his. He felt he would burst. His face suffered through seventeen shades of red, every single part of him tingling with electricity, amber eyes bolted through by shock.
Then he relaxed. After all...she loved him too...
And he pulled back to stare deep into her emerald green orbs the way he never imagined he could ever do but had always dreamed of doing. He smiled at her. And she smiled back.
Then a new voice that wasn't Tomoyo's broke that precious moment. "Xiao Lang Li, I want to talk to you right now!!!" Yelan's stern tone filtered through the speaker phone and echoed through the room, renting the silence.
He broke away from Sakura as she too stared at the phone in shock.
Their faces enlarged into a zoom in.
"Kawaiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!" Tomoyo squealed, eyes wide and starry as she stared at her telly's fifty-inch screen.
Sakura smiled at Syaoran. Syaoran flushed.
Sheifa, Fuutie, Feimei and Fanren, all four biting into their tear-soaked handkerchiefs, all burst into excited squeals. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!! Our little brother's growing up!"
Yelan stared, pale and shocked. "X-Xiao Lang...Xiao Lang...w-why...how..."
Meiling bit her lip and kept from crying. "Mou, Syaoran!!" she cried instead, in a happy-sad-reprimanding voice. "You could have at least been a bit smoother!!"
Syaoran blushed crimson as Tomoyo rewound the tape for the fourth time that evening. "I...I'm sorry..." he said, lamely.
Meiling grinned at his embarrassment. "Nah," she reconsidered. "You couldn't have said it better,"
"Yeah!" Fuutie jumped in. "If you'd done it in another way, I know you'd have messed up!!"
Five females giggled loudly, excluding Yelan. The Li family had arrived an hour earlier, while the original trio, or rather, TOMOYO was midway through her second screening.
Sakura flushed, her eyes darting to meet Syaoran's. Then she scowled at her excited teasers: "Fuutie-neechan! Meiling-chan! Tomoyo-chan!" She staged narrowing her eyes and gave a soft giggle.
As the VCR once again replayed the bit of mush Tomoyo had taken, the phone rang, midway through Syaoran's first "I love you".
"Moshi moshi!?" Tomoyo squealed into the phone.
"Konbanwa, Tomoyo..."
"Ah! Eriol-kun!!"
Syaoran walked over and snapped on the speaker phone, a malicious glint in his eyes. Tomoyo's eyes widened. She reached for the button, but Syaoran caught her hand. Sheifa started to play with the camera.
"Why, hello to you too, my cute little descendant."
"Shut up!" Syaoran snapped, ignoring the look his mother shot him.
"Touchy..." Eriol's mysterious voice said, the laughter in his voice obvious. "It's okay. Apology accepted."
"I didn't say sorry!"
"You were about to."
"No."
"Yeah right."
"Why you...!"
"I called to speak with TOMOYO, little descendant. Not you. I care about you too, thank you very much, but I've something to confess here...to Tomoyo. Kindly please get lost."
Syaoran bit back a retort, suddenly conscious of that fact and the other that his mother was watching him disgrace the old ancestor in cute teen's clothing.
Tomoyo felt her heart soar. "Eriol-kun? What is it?"
Eriol smiled. "Well...at last I'm finally hearing your divine voice, Daidouji. I see my cute little descendant has beaten me to telling loved ones the words..."
Tomoyo cocked her head. "Yes, yes...it was so kawaii...!!"
Eriol smiled. "So are you."
Syaoran's eyebrow shot up. 'Where did that fancy pick-up line come from?'
"Eriol-kun...d-do you...want me to get Sakura?" Tomoyi asked, confused and slightly deflated. Maybe Eriol knew the speaker phone was on and was directing his words to Sakura or something...but...hadn't he specifically told Syaoran that he wanted to speak with her?
Or...not...?
Sakura murmured a 'hoe'. Syaoran snapped to a glare. The four sisters clutched at their handkerchiefs. Yelan's eyes narrowed. Tomoyo sank onto the bed.
Eriol looked surprised, blue eyes glimmering behind his glasses. "What? Sakura? No."
"Well...so then...whose number do you want?" Tomoyo started to feel a little hope.
"Ah...Daidouji Tomoyo-san..." Eriol said, softly. His mysterious smirk reappeared on his face, and everyone in Tomoyo's room felt it.
"Y-yes?" Tomoyo pressed.
"I called you...I meant you."
Tomoyo face-faulted, unable to comprehend what he was saying. "Huh, what?"
Eriol's rich, British-tinted voice broke once again over the line after a few seconds of agonizing tranquility. "Aishiteru."
Sakura and Syaoran caught each other's eyes.
"Wh-what?" Tomoyo asked, feeling her lungs scream for air.
Eriol's grin grew wider. "I know you heard me. I love you."
Tomoyo felt herself melt. "Oh my, gosh...I mean...I..."
"Yes...?"
"I...th--thanks...I-I'm glad...flattered...I mean, happy...ah...thanks...a lot, I mean...my goodness...I...I never..."
Eriol smiled. "Yeah...I get your point." Silence. "Well...don't you have something to confess as well?" he asked, an odd edge to his voice...sort of like a tint of hope in his usual old mysterious air.
Tomoyo stared, shocked and beet red. "Eriol-kun!" she gasped out. Her face burst out in shades of red. "Uhm...I...I..."
Eriol smiled, finally able to breathe again after realizing he'd been holding it in. "I'm flattered."
Tomoyo gaped at the phone. "Eriol-kun!!"
Eriol smirked, his heart soaring at her obvious guilt. "I know. Serious chemistry going on. I guess I'll just come over in a few days for our own embracing session, ne, Daidouji-san? And I'll do better than my idiotic cute little descendant."
Syaoran and Sakura flushed.
"You'll do that," Tomoyo replied, smiling, getting over her shock, feeling herself swoon before melting into a pool of sweet honey.
"I will."
Tomoyo giggled once more, and then stopped to go with the sudden silence. "Uhm..."
Eriol flashed his mysterious smile again, knowing what she wanted to say. "Aishiteru, Tomoyo."
Tomoyo giggled. "You beat me to that. Rebound, Eriol-kun..."
Click.
Click.
Sheifa clicked off the camcorder.
And four squeals rent the air.
Tomoyo dropped to her back on the bed, the telephone pressed tightly to her chest, inaudible squeals spilling, soaring inside her head. Eriold liked her! Eriold LOVED her!! The reincarnation of Clow Reed, the mysterious exchange student from England...truly LOVED her!!
And he wanted to hug her too! Exactly how cool can things get!?!?
Dark, chocolate-brown eyes were tightly locked gazes with emerald green pools, both pairs glimmering with a certain emotion's intensity that couldn't be expressed better through words.
Tomoyo's gaze was centered into space, vividly envisioning Eriol Hiiragizawa's features dancing with the wind...smiling at her, like it used to do, although she had never been sure why. He had always been so quiet...her very own enigma...
The mysterious reincarnation of Clow Reed had his deep midnight eyes obscured beneath his dark hair, concealing an emotion he was alien to feeling. A sort of...light...feathery...WEIRD thing. Like extreme...joy...or maybe, well...a very strong...infatuation...
Nakuru and Spinel bumped each other at the look on their master's face. Oh, yes...it was the understatement of the century...and all the other centuries they had been through together...
Eight privileged spectators watched as chocolate, emerald, amethyst and deep blue windows to four souls all at the same time reflected the strange, indescribable bliss that a sentiment called love had bubbled up inside each of their four hearts. Everything seemed to just lock into place.
Falling in love...
So...this is how it is feels...
Complete...
owari
Lchan: Whoa...mushy, eh? Okay, to all who aren't satisfied, I'm sorry. I was never really that good with endings...and you HAVE to understand about this kissing-scene-less chappie! They are TEN YEARS OLD!!! W can't have the kids 'devouring' each other's lips! Ee-yuck!
Well...since this IS the last chapter, PLEASE review!!! I'll be glad to hear some good ones for this, I mean...I don't want flames at the very last chapter.
I'll be meeting you again in my next fic, right!?
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XIV - Completion
Syaoran stood up slowly from the far edge of the lavender-flecked white bed opposite Sakura and remained still standing. He was staring hard at the floor, as if absorbing every single detail there was in that certain area.
But actually...he was thinking hard. Very hard.
Of what to do.
He felt really cold, scared, nervous, even sick, trying to gather all of his courage on what he would do next. His heart pounded against his ribcage, mercilessly, a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins.
Dug-dug...dug-dug...dug-dug...
'Darn it.'
Sakura felt his weight leave the bouncy bed, and she turned around in surprise. "Where are you going, Syaoran-kun? What's wrong?" she asked. She, too, stood up, but didn't run to him for fear she'd melt if she got close enough.
Syaoran didn't answer, but instead steeled himself, closed his eyes to relax and heaved a defeated sigh.
He raised his head.
"Hoe? Syaoran-kun?" Sakura was now more worried for him than herself and her feelings. "Daijobu?"
Syaoran, listening to the comforting melody each line she said relayed, smiled, or perhaps more appropriately--smirked.
'So innocent...'
He turned around, amber eyes finding themselves looking deep into glistening emerald pools. His heart stopped beating for just a split second, his bravery threatening to betray him...and he closed his eyes again to calm himself, his brain shouting 'face your fears' like a mantra-- an annoying, SO not comforting mantra.
He clenched his fist and walked forward, one foot in front of the other, feeling like a short-circuiting robot. When he opened his eyes, he found he was a few feet from her concerned eyes, the object of her curious gaze.
He looked away, unsure...but then faced her again. He was beginning to loose his nerve.
"Sakura, I...I...I think...uhm...argh!" he stopped, perplexed and then shook his head slowly, turning his head to the right to avoid her gaze, a vexed frown creasing between his eyebrows. He shrugged, sullenly, embarrassment tinting his face. He flicked his amber eyes to her expectant stare, and then away.
He flushed.
"Listen, I...I love you."
Sakura's eyes widened. "H-hoe?"
Syaoran shrugged again, hints of another blushing session starting to surface. He breathed in and let out air in a soft sigh, unable to keep himself from glancing at her. He closed his amber eyes and brushed past her, wanting to escape her probing gaze...
"I love you," he repeated, like it meant nothing (and in the process unknowingly magnifying its gravity even more), looking back up and gazing at the ceiling before he lost his nerve.
Sakura's emerald orbs fell downwards in shock--to the floor. "Y-you do...?" she replied, stupidly. 'You do? You DO, Syoran, REALLY??'
"Sure. It's been a while since I started to feel this way." Syaoran flushed hotly, but managed to keep his voice neutral.
"Honto...honto ni?" came her sweet tone again. "What you're saying... It's...true?"
He lowered his gaze from the ceiling to stare straight ahead towards the purple-streaked wallpaper, willing himself not to shrivel and turn to ash. "Too true." Adrenaline speaking. "I cursed myself for this, honestly...but it's impossible. I just...can't...you know...let you go, I mean...I'd be happy to die for you, or haven't you noticed?" He grinned a secret grin. "Darn hopelessness..."
"Oh, then...then why...why do you love ME...?" Sakura asked, feeling suddenly exhilarated.
He shrugged again. "I don't know. Because of everything..."
"I see. Uhm...and...you...you're telling the truth?" She couldn't keep her voice from sounding hopeful although the line sounded strangely familiar-- like she'd already asked it before, which, she realized upon his answer, she actually did.
"I just told you..." Syaoran said, softly. "Yes. And I just thought...maybe you felt...I mean--maybe you wanted to know..." He dropped his stare from the wall to the floor then shifted them backwards to try and see Sakura's reaction.
She still had her back to him.
"Sakura?"
No answer.
He sighed, steeling himself for the obviously upcoming rejection. 'Stupid, Syaoran! Talk about tactless...' He prepared his legs for a long walk home, desperately trying to keep his heart intact.
Sakura felt hot tears form in her emerald eyes. He...loved her...? Annoyingly, madly in love with her...like she was with him? Just as crazy, just as hopeful...just as...just as much!? It was...stupendous! Brilliant! Fantastic! Perfect!!
It was her ultimate dream coming true.
"Syaoran..."
Syaoran bolted from his pool of sorrow, where her silence had made him go-- or drown in, more like--feeling the first stirrings of hope. He turned around, feeling suddenly weak. "Yeah...?" he asked, softly. He raised his eyes, every fiber of him wanting and dreading to see her face at the same time...
'Whoa.'
She was...SMILING.
No what could THAT mean?? Syaoran looked away and lowered his head a bit, enough to hide his feelings and restore some pride.
'Oh...kay...relax...relax, Syaoran...just relax...'
Then, too swiftly for him to notice, Sakura ran--towards him, crossing the space between them in five quick steps. And then her arms found their way around his neck, overwhelming him in a tight hug.
He felt his heart stop.
He felt he would melt.
He felt her squeeze.
His heart banged in his chest again.
"Sa-Sakura...!" he gasped out, a blush highlighting his cheeks. He struggled his hardest to remain impassive, but couldn't. His brain was wailing out questions: 'What to say...what to ask...what to do!!!'
"Me too, Syaoran! Me, too!!" Sakura cried, joyfully, embracing him tighter.
His amber eyes widened to dinner plates. "You...you do...honestly!?" he cried out.
Sakura smiled and savored the feeling of his soft chestnut locks caressing her cheeks. She nodded mutely and inhaled. "Yes..." she whispered... "Honestly..."
'He loves me!! He LOVES me!! He loves meeeeeeee!!!!'
Syaoran's hands rose from his sides to hug her back, amber eyes still wide with shock. "I...I'm...glad..." he murmured, not actually knowing the proper dialogue for mush. And then his arms tightened around her, and everything came naturally.
"Thanks...for loving me back," he murmured.
Sakura giggled against his neck and relaxed in his arms. "It's nothing...it was worth the effort."
Syaoran grinned and shook his head, struggling to maintain his sanity, when he felt her head push and lean softly against his. He felt he would burst. His face suffered through seventeen shades of red, every single part of him tingling with electricity, amber eyes bolted through by shock.
Then he relaxed. After all...she loved him too...
And he pulled back to stare deep into her emerald green orbs the way he never imagined he could ever do but had always dreamed of doing. He smiled at her. And she smiled back.
Then a new voice that wasn't Tomoyo's broke that precious moment. "Xiao Lang Li, I want to talk to you right now!!!" Yelan's stern tone filtered through the speaker phone and echoed through the room, renting the silence.
He broke away from Sakura as she too stared at the phone in shock.
Their faces enlarged into a zoom in.
"Kawaiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!" Tomoyo squealed, eyes wide and starry as she stared at her telly's fifty-inch screen.
Sakura smiled at Syaoran. Syaoran flushed.
Sheifa, Fuutie, Feimei and Fanren, all four biting into their tear-soaked handkerchiefs, all burst into excited squeals. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!! Our little brother's growing up!"
Yelan stared, pale and shocked. "X-Xiao Lang...Xiao Lang...w-why...how..."
Meiling bit her lip and kept from crying. "Mou, Syaoran!!" she cried instead, in a happy-sad-reprimanding voice. "You could have at least been a bit smoother!!"
Syaoran blushed crimson as Tomoyo rewound the tape for the fourth time that evening. "I...I'm sorry..." he said, lamely.
Meiling grinned at his embarrassment. "Nah," she reconsidered. "You couldn't have said it better,"
"Yeah!" Fuutie jumped in. "If you'd done it in another way, I know you'd have messed up!!"
Five females giggled loudly, excluding Yelan. The Li family had arrived an hour earlier, while the original trio, or rather, TOMOYO was midway through her second screening.
Sakura flushed, her eyes darting to meet Syaoran's. Then she scowled at her excited teasers: "Fuutie-neechan! Meiling-chan! Tomoyo-chan!" She staged narrowing her eyes and gave a soft giggle.
As the VCR once again replayed the bit of mush Tomoyo had taken, the phone rang, midway through Syaoran's first "I love you".
"Moshi moshi!?" Tomoyo squealed into the phone.
"Konbanwa, Tomoyo..."
"Ah! Eriol-kun!!"
Syaoran walked over and snapped on the speaker phone, a malicious glint in his eyes. Tomoyo's eyes widened. She reached for the button, but Syaoran caught her hand. Sheifa started to play with the camera.
"Why, hello to you too, my cute little descendant."
"Shut up!" Syaoran snapped, ignoring the look his mother shot him.
"Touchy..." Eriol's mysterious voice said, the laughter in his voice obvious. "It's okay. Apology accepted."
"I didn't say sorry!"
"You were about to."
"No."
"Yeah right."
"Why you...!"
"I called to speak with TOMOYO, little descendant. Not you. I care about you too, thank you very much, but I've something to confess here...to Tomoyo. Kindly please get lost."
Syaoran bit back a retort, suddenly conscious of that fact and the other that his mother was watching him disgrace the old ancestor in cute teen's clothing.
Tomoyo felt her heart soar. "Eriol-kun? What is it?"
Eriol smiled. "Well...at last I'm finally hearing your divine voice, Daidouji. I see my cute little descendant has beaten me to telling loved ones the words..."
Tomoyo cocked her head. "Yes, yes...it was so kawaii...!!"
Eriol smiled. "So are you."
Syaoran's eyebrow shot up. 'Where did that fancy pick-up line come from?'
"Eriol-kun...d-do you...want me to get Sakura?" Tomoyi asked, confused and slightly deflated. Maybe Eriol knew the speaker phone was on and was directing his words to Sakura or something...but...hadn't he specifically told Syaoran that he wanted to speak with her?
Or...not...?
Sakura murmured a 'hoe'. Syaoran snapped to a glare. The four sisters clutched at their handkerchiefs. Yelan's eyes narrowed. Tomoyo sank onto the bed.
Eriol looked surprised, blue eyes glimmering behind his glasses. "What? Sakura? No."
"Well...so then...whose number do you want?" Tomoyo started to feel a little hope.
"Ah...Daidouji Tomoyo-san..." Eriol said, softly. His mysterious smirk reappeared on his face, and everyone in Tomoyo's room felt it.
"Y-yes?" Tomoyo pressed.
"I called you...I meant you."
Tomoyo face-faulted, unable to comprehend what he was saying. "Huh, what?"
Eriol's rich, British-tinted voice broke once again over the line after a few seconds of agonizing tranquility. "Aishiteru."
Sakura and Syaoran caught each other's eyes.
"Wh-what?" Tomoyo asked, feeling her lungs scream for air.
Eriol's grin grew wider. "I know you heard me. I love you."
Tomoyo felt herself melt. "Oh my, gosh...I mean...I..."
"Yes...?"
"I...th--thanks...I-I'm glad...flattered...I mean, happy...ah...thanks...a lot, I mean...my goodness...I...I never..."
Eriol smiled. "Yeah...I get your point." Silence. "Well...don't you have something to confess as well?" he asked, an odd edge to his voice...sort of like a tint of hope in his usual old mysterious air.
Tomoyo stared, shocked and beet red. "Eriol-kun!" she gasped out. Her face burst out in shades of red. "Uhm...I...I..."
Eriol smiled, finally able to breathe again after realizing he'd been holding it in. "I'm flattered."
Tomoyo gaped at the phone. "Eriol-kun!!"
Eriol smirked, his heart soaring at her obvious guilt. "I know. Serious chemistry going on. I guess I'll just come over in a few days for our own embracing session, ne, Daidouji-san? And I'll do better than my idiotic cute little descendant."
Syaoran and Sakura flushed.
"You'll do that," Tomoyo replied, smiling, getting over her shock, feeling herself swoon before melting into a pool of sweet honey.
"I will."
Tomoyo giggled once more, and then stopped to go with the sudden silence. "Uhm..."
Eriol flashed his mysterious smile again, knowing what she wanted to say. "Aishiteru, Tomoyo."
Tomoyo giggled. "You beat me to that. Rebound, Eriol-kun..."
Click.
Click.
Sheifa clicked off the camcorder.
And four squeals rent the air.
Tomoyo dropped to her back on the bed, the telephone pressed tightly to her chest, inaudible squeals spilling, soaring inside her head. Eriold liked her! Eriold LOVED her!! The reincarnation of Clow Reed, the mysterious exchange student from England...truly LOVED her!!
And he wanted to hug her too! Exactly how cool can things get!?!?
Dark, chocolate-brown eyes were tightly locked gazes with emerald green pools, both pairs glimmering with a certain emotion's intensity that couldn't be expressed better through words.
Tomoyo's gaze was centered into space, vividly envisioning Eriol Hiiragizawa's features dancing with the wind...smiling at her, like it used to do, although she had never been sure why. He had always been so quiet...her very own enigma...
The mysterious reincarnation of Clow Reed had his deep midnight eyes obscured beneath his dark hair, concealing an emotion he was alien to feeling. A sort of...light...feathery...WEIRD thing. Like extreme...joy...or maybe, well...a very strong...infatuation...
Nakuru and Spinel bumped each other at the look on their master's face. Oh, yes...it was the understatement of the century...and all the other centuries they had been through together...
Eight privileged spectators watched as chocolate, emerald, amethyst and deep blue windows to four souls all at the same time reflected the strange, indescribable bliss that a sentiment called love had bubbled up inside each of their four hearts. Everything seemed to just lock into place.
Falling in love...
So...this is how it is feels...
Complete...
owari
Lchan: Whoa...mushy, eh? Okay, to all who aren't satisfied, I'm sorry. I was never really that good with endings...and you HAVE to understand about this kissing-scene-less chappie! They are TEN YEARS OLD!!! W can't have the kids 'devouring' each other's lips! Ee-yuck!
Well...since this IS the last chapter, PLEASE review!!! I'll be glad to hear some good ones for this, I mean...I don't want flames at the very last chapter.
I'll be meeting you again in my next fic, right!?
Well...I luv you folks, always such good persons, keeping ol' LYKAchan healthy like that. Well...as I said, here are my reviewers, and I luv y'all! Don't be offended if I forgot you, okay? Anyone who's anyone who reviewed...you have my arigatos. To all who don't have enclosed messages beside your names, blanks mean thanks, okay?
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Ja ne and domo arigato gozaimasu!
Love lots, Lchan