(A/N: Damn it! I still can't keep my promise... I think I better'd not set
a deadline. ^^; And, off you go, Chapter 16, Fear. Oh, I'm TRYING MY VERY
best to return Tomoyo and Eriol into their TRUE characteristic... Starting
from the second-half of the chapter. Really...)
(Warning: Eh... Minor mature contents in it... Don't be surprised if you read them. ^^; [Man, my mind has been polluted...])
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. CLAMP owned it.
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The door opened and two figures entered the room. They looked at each other and smiled.
The couple had just arrived to America from the flight from Japan. It was already ten past thirty minutes night and they both just arrived to the hotel recommended by Kaho.
"This room is big." Tomoyo commented as Eriol nodded in agreement as the couple entered the room. They looked around. There were two rooms, one on each side of the living room. Unbelievably, the living rooms were huge enough to contain a full set of furniture.
"I'll be in this room!" Said Tomoyo as she pointed to the room on the left.
"Um," Said Eriol and he walked towards the another room. "I'll be in here."
Tomoyo unpacked her stuffs in her room and finally, she was all done. She wiped away her sweat and smiled in satisfaction at her tidied room. She changed into her pajamas as it was already 11 thirty p.m. Then, she opened her room door and walked into the living room.
And there, she found Eriol sitting on the sofa in the living. He was holding two cans of beer, one on each hand.
"Eriol?" Cried Tomoyo, almost stunned. "Where on earth did you get the...?"
"Shh..." Eriol put a finger over his lips and smiled. "Breaking the law once wouldn't hurt, would it?"
Tomoyo smiled at the smiling guy. She knew that there's no way where she can reject that guy.
They both drank the beer where Eriol got. Eriol drank up almost the whole can in a gulp. Tomoyo took sips of it. It was bitter.
Tomoyo looked at the clock as Eriol drank up his third can. It was already 12 midnight. They've got to report to the Professors tomorrow.
"Ne, Eriol, it's pretty late now..." Before Tomoyo could finished what she wanted to say, Eriol had sealed her up with a kiss. Eriol grabbed her and put his hands behind her head and lay onto of her on the sofa. Eriol grabbed her waist with another hand as he lay on top of Tomoyo. She felt his tongue exploring in her mouth.
She pushed Eriol away with all her might, but it seemed like she could only pushed him away to look at him in his eyes. Tomoyo almost cried out when she found Eriol flushed with bright red!
Oh no, Thought Tomoyo as Eriol leaned closer to her face again. He's drunk!
"Eriol, wake up! Eriol!" Cried Tomoyo as she struggled to push Eriol away. But it failed. Eriol forced to lift her head up so that he could get the taste of her mouth again. His kisses were strong and determined, yet warm and passionate at the same time. At last, Tomoyo couldn't resist it and returned his kisses. She hugged him tight and they tasted the sensation in their mouths. Eriol moved away from Tomoyo's mouth and unknowingly, Tomoyo muttered, "Don't stop kissing me."
Eriol obeyed her and Tomoyo immediately knew she had said the wrong stuffs. Instead of kissing on her lips, Eriol moved down to her collarbones and Tomoyo felt his hands underneath her clothes and on her skin. Tomoyo widened her eyes with a red face. She grabbed a can from the table and hit it on Eriol's head.
Tomoyo sweatdropped as Eriol passed off, leaving Tomoyo chili red.
She wouldn't stop blushing even when she had returned to her own room, living Eriol in the living room.
~*~
Eriol woke up the next morning as the sunrays shone brightly into his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and climbed up from his sofa.
"Itai!" He cried as he rubbed his messy head. It hurts! His head hurts. Must have something to due with the beer he drank yesterday... But wait! Thought Eriol as he felt something on his head. Was it my imagination but I thought I felt a bun on my head? Eriol thought as he sweatdropped.
Tomoyo's door opened as Tomoyo walked out of the room in her pajamas.
"Ah," Cried Eriol softly as he sees the sleepy Tomoyo rubbing her eyes. Her hair was messy like a lion's hair. "Ohayou!" He greeted in his most cheerful voice he can have in the morning.
Tomoyo looked at him and almost greeted him back when she suddenly recalled the incident yesterday night. She blushed brightly in embarrassment and turned around. "We've better get hurry before we are late!" Said Tomoyo, trying to keep her cool.
Eriol raised an eyebrow as he sees Tomoyo acting weirdly.
"Okay." Said Eriol as he turned to his room. "Oh yeah!" He suddenly remembered. "Could you help me see if I have a bun on my head 'cause..." Tomoyo had slammed her door before Eriol could finish his sentence.
~*~
Tomoyo changed into her ballerina suit of purple. She walked towards the door with the name, ' Dance Studio 1' entitled on it. Her heart was pumping loudly. So loud that Tomoyo was so sure that it might come out anytime. She grabbed the handle and pushed the door open.
Tomoyo stopped breathing for a moment when dozens pairs of eyes stared at her. She tried to avoid the gaze with the people there and looked down onto the floor, as she stood to one side of the room, alone.
It was a pity that the dancing school separated the male ballerinas from the female ballerinas for every lesson in the weekdays except Friday. Each gender would have a different coach and a different place to learn their dance. The troupes of ballerinas would only combine their dance training on Fridays and Saturdays for performances.
Tomoyo felt anxious without anyone she knew in this room. Everyone around her were strangers. In fact, cold strangers in her opinion.
"Ni hao!" Said a voice coming from in front of her. Tomoyo was unsure of the language. She looked up and found a Chinese-looking girl in front of her. She had too buns on her head and a pair of red, ruby eyes.
"Ha... Hao?" Tomoyo in a Japanese accent.
The girl giggled. "I meant ' hello'." Said the girl in English, with her Chinese-accent in it. "You must be the new Japanese girl, Daidouji Tomoyo san, ne?" She asked in Japanese, with her inevitable Chinese-accent.
Tomoyo nodded her head, glad that there was someone who could speak Japanese. Yes, she had learnt English in Japan, but weren't that good in speaking it fluently. "You are...?"
"I'm Li Meilin!" She said as she took out her hand for a warm shake. "I'm sure you've heard of me!"
Tomoyo thought for a moment and finally remembered. "Ah!" She cried in a soft tone. "You're Li kun's cousin, aren't you?"
Meilin smiled at her cheerily and took her hand for a shake. "My cousin told me about you. And it just happen that I am in your class."
"Eh? But Li kun said you study Chinese dance."
Meilin frowned. "Mou, how many times must I remind Syaoran that I take up ballet as well?" Cried Meilin as she crossed her arms. Tomoyo giggled. She sounded friendly.
"If you take up ballet, how did you go for your Chinese dance lesson? Isn't this held everyday except Sundays?" Asked Tomoyo curiously.
"You are quite a chat," Meilin teased as Tomoyo blushed. "I only take ballet on Mondays to Wednesdays. And Thursdays to Saturdays, I take Chinese Dance. And of course, rest day for me on Sundays!" Said Meilin with a wink.
"Oh..." Said Tomoyo as the sound of a door opening was heard. Tomoyo turned and saw a lady walking in. She was tall and had blonde hair. She took off her sunglasses and showed her emerald eyes.
"Class!" Shouted a girl as everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the teacher. "Gather!" With that, everyone walked towards the lady. Meilin gave Tomoyo a light push.
"Let's start the class!" The lady announced in a strong voice.
Tomoyo looked at Meilin. "She's Mrs Garrison." Said Meilin as she patted on Tomoyo shoulder. "She never introduce herself to new students or introduce the new student to her class. Never mind about her." Tomoyo nodded her head.
"Miss Daidouji." Cried Mrs Garrison as Tomoyo looked at her in surprise. " Please show us some dance you have learnt in Japan." Tomoyo nodded her head anxiously and walked towards the center where the troupe had formed.
Then, the music started and Tomoyo started dancing with the tune. She felt anxious at first, but calmed down after a few steps. Soon, the music ended and Tomoyo stopped.
Usually, people who had seen her dance would probably stare at her in admiration and applause for her. But, all she got now was the cold stares from the people.
She waited awkwardly in the middle, waiting for some reaction.
"That was practically bad." Said Mrs Garrison finally. Tomoyo looked at her, somehow astonished by her answers. "I never realized the dance standard in Japan is so bad. I'm pretty sure anyone in this class can do better than you." Those were the last words Tomoyo heard from her.
Soon, the class ended and everyone left. Tomoyo heard some ballerinas criticizing on how bad her dance was in English as they leave the room. Tomoyo packed her stuffs and left the room quietly.
A hand touched her shoulder. It was Meilin.
"Hey, Daidouji san," Said Meilin as she looked at her with a forced smile. She wasn't really good at this. "I reckon your dance was pretty good. Mrs Garrison was just..."
"Gomen." Said Tomoyo coldly in a soft tone. "I gotta rush." With that, Tomoyo ran off, leaving Meilin alone with a worried look on her face.
"Daidouji san..."
~*~
Tomoyo opened the door.
Eriol isn't back yet. She thought as she walked into the living room in darkness.
The door behind her closed.
Her knees dropped onto the ground.
She cried.
She never dreamt of such a nightmare on her first day. She felt terrible. She never expected this to happen. She had never expected herself to feel so hurt because of some hush words.
There was fear in her mind. She feared that she wouldn't be able to dance anymore. She feared that she wouldn't be able to fulfill her mother's last wish. She feared that...
She wouldn't be able to face Eriol anymore.
Then, the door behind her opened silently and the lights lit.
Eriol was back and found Tomoyo kneeling on the ground.
Eriol stared Tomoyo. She was crying.
"Tomoyo...?" Tomoyo heard Eriol's voice turned her head around and saw him. They stared at each other's eyes for moments. "Why are you crying?" Asked Eriol worriedly and approached to Tomoyo as Tomoyo wiped away her tears.
"I'm, I'm not! I got sand in my eyes." Tomoyo, forcing a smile. Eriol kneeled down in front of Tomoyo.
Eriol grabbed her hands and looked at her. Tomoyo looked away. "You're lying. Tell me, why are crying?"
"I'm not." Tomoyo repeated in an uneasy tone. "I'm okay! I'll go back to my room." Said Tomoyo.
Just before Tomoyo could go, Eriol pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. Tomoyo's eyes widen in surprise. "You know," Said Eriol in a caring and charming voice. "I'll always be with you."
Tomoyo's eyes widen. She calmed down and held onto Eriol's arms. " Arigatou," She said in her smoothing voice. "Eriol. But..." Said Tomoyo as she turned around and gave Eriol her most earnest sweet smile. "I'm alright now."
Eriol smiled. "Glad that you are alright." Tomoyo nodded her head.
Then, she snuggled into Eriol's arm, causing Eriol to lie on the ground. Eriol was shocked, but rested his arms on her and closed his eyes.
That's right, thought Tomoyo. Eriol's by my side.
They both drifted to sleep.
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(A/N:
(Warning: Eh... Minor mature contents in it... Don't be surprised if you read them. ^^; [Man, my mind has been polluted...])
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. CLAMP owned it.
+~+
The door opened and two figures entered the room. They looked at each other and smiled.
The couple had just arrived to America from the flight from Japan. It was already ten past thirty minutes night and they both just arrived to the hotel recommended by Kaho.
"This room is big." Tomoyo commented as Eriol nodded in agreement as the couple entered the room. They looked around. There were two rooms, one on each side of the living room. Unbelievably, the living rooms were huge enough to contain a full set of furniture.
"I'll be in this room!" Said Tomoyo as she pointed to the room on the left.
"Um," Said Eriol and he walked towards the another room. "I'll be in here."
Tomoyo unpacked her stuffs in her room and finally, she was all done. She wiped away her sweat and smiled in satisfaction at her tidied room. She changed into her pajamas as it was already 11 thirty p.m. Then, she opened her room door and walked into the living room.
And there, she found Eriol sitting on the sofa in the living. He was holding two cans of beer, one on each hand.
"Eriol?" Cried Tomoyo, almost stunned. "Where on earth did you get the...?"
"Shh..." Eriol put a finger over his lips and smiled. "Breaking the law once wouldn't hurt, would it?"
Tomoyo smiled at the smiling guy. She knew that there's no way where she can reject that guy.
They both drank the beer where Eriol got. Eriol drank up almost the whole can in a gulp. Tomoyo took sips of it. It was bitter.
Tomoyo looked at the clock as Eriol drank up his third can. It was already 12 midnight. They've got to report to the Professors tomorrow.
"Ne, Eriol, it's pretty late now..." Before Tomoyo could finished what she wanted to say, Eriol had sealed her up with a kiss. Eriol grabbed her and put his hands behind her head and lay onto of her on the sofa. Eriol grabbed her waist with another hand as he lay on top of Tomoyo. She felt his tongue exploring in her mouth.
She pushed Eriol away with all her might, but it seemed like she could only pushed him away to look at him in his eyes. Tomoyo almost cried out when she found Eriol flushed with bright red!
Oh no, Thought Tomoyo as Eriol leaned closer to her face again. He's drunk!
"Eriol, wake up! Eriol!" Cried Tomoyo as she struggled to push Eriol away. But it failed. Eriol forced to lift her head up so that he could get the taste of her mouth again. His kisses were strong and determined, yet warm and passionate at the same time. At last, Tomoyo couldn't resist it and returned his kisses. She hugged him tight and they tasted the sensation in their mouths. Eriol moved away from Tomoyo's mouth and unknowingly, Tomoyo muttered, "Don't stop kissing me."
Eriol obeyed her and Tomoyo immediately knew she had said the wrong stuffs. Instead of kissing on her lips, Eriol moved down to her collarbones and Tomoyo felt his hands underneath her clothes and on her skin. Tomoyo widened her eyes with a red face. She grabbed a can from the table and hit it on Eriol's head.
Tomoyo sweatdropped as Eriol passed off, leaving Tomoyo chili red.
She wouldn't stop blushing even when she had returned to her own room, living Eriol in the living room.
~*~
Eriol woke up the next morning as the sunrays shone brightly into his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and climbed up from his sofa.
"Itai!" He cried as he rubbed his messy head. It hurts! His head hurts. Must have something to due with the beer he drank yesterday... But wait! Thought Eriol as he felt something on his head. Was it my imagination but I thought I felt a bun on my head? Eriol thought as he sweatdropped.
Tomoyo's door opened as Tomoyo walked out of the room in her pajamas.
"Ah," Cried Eriol softly as he sees the sleepy Tomoyo rubbing her eyes. Her hair was messy like a lion's hair. "Ohayou!" He greeted in his most cheerful voice he can have in the morning.
Tomoyo looked at him and almost greeted him back when she suddenly recalled the incident yesterday night. She blushed brightly in embarrassment and turned around. "We've better get hurry before we are late!" Said Tomoyo, trying to keep her cool.
Eriol raised an eyebrow as he sees Tomoyo acting weirdly.
"Okay." Said Eriol as he turned to his room. "Oh yeah!" He suddenly remembered. "Could you help me see if I have a bun on my head 'cause..." Tomoyo had slammed her door before Eriol could finish his sentence.
~*~
Tomoyo changed into her ballerina suit of purple. She walked towards the door with the name, ' Dance Studio 1' entitled on it. Her heart was pumping loudly. So loud that Tomoyo was so sure that it might come out anytime. She grabbed the handle and pushed the door open.
Tomoyo stopped breathing for a moment when dozens pairs of eyes stared at her. She tried to avoid the gaze with the people there and looked down onto the floor, as she stood to one side of the room, alone.
It was a pity that the dancing school separated the male ballerinas from the female ballerinas for every lesson in the weekdays except Friday. Each gender would have a different coach and a different place to learn their dance. The troupes of ballerinas would only combine their dance training on Fridays and Saturdays for performances.
Tomoyo felt anxious without anyone she knew in this room. Everyone around her were strangers. In fact, cold strangers in her opinion.
"Ni hao!" Said a voice coming from in front of her. Tomoyo was unsure of the language. She looked up and found a Chinese-looking girl in front of her. She had too buns on her head and a pair of red, ruby eyes.
"Ha... Hao?" Tomoyo in a Japanese accent.
The girl giggled. "I meant ' hello'." Said the girl in English, with her Chinese-accent in it. "You must be the new Japanese girl, Daidouji Tomoyo san, ne?" She asked in Japanese, with her inevitable Chinese-accent.
Tomoyo nodded her head, glad that there was someone who could speak Japanese. Yes, she had learnt English in Japan, but weren't that good in speaking it fluently. "You are...?"
"I'm Li Meilin!" She said as she took out her hand for a warm shake. "I'm sure you've heard of me!"
Tomoyo thought for a moment and finally remembered. "Ah!" She cried in a soft tone. "You're Li kun's cousin, aren't you?"
Meilin smiled at her cheerily and took her hand for a shake. "My cousin told me about you. And it just happen that I am in your class."
"Eh? But Li kun said you study Chinese dance."
Meilin frowned. "Mou, how many times must I remind Syaoran that I take up ballet as well?" Cried Meilin as she crossed her arms. Tomoyo giggled. She sounded friendly.
"If you take up ballet, how did you go for your Chinese dance lesson? Isn't this held everyday except Sundays?" Asked Tomoyo curiously.
"You are quite a chat," Meilin teased as Tomoyo blushed. "I only take ballet on Mondays to Wednesdays. And Thursdays to Saturdays, I take Chinese Dance. And of course, rest day for me on Sundays!" Said Meilin with a wink.
"Oh..." Said Tomoyo as the sound of a door opening was heard. Tomoyo turned and saw a lady walking in. She was tall and had blonde hair. She took off her sunglasses and showed her emerald eyes.
"Class!" Shouted a girl as everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the teacher. "Gather!" With that, everyone walked towards the lady. Meilin gave Tomoyo a light push.
"Let's start the class!" The lady announced in a strong voice.
Tomoyo looked at Meilin. "She's Mrs Garrison." Said Meilin as she patted on Tomoyo shoulder. "She never introduce herself to new students or introduce the new student to her class. Never mind about her." Tomoyo nodded her head.
"Miss Daidouji." Cried Mrs Garrison as Tomoyo looked at her in surprise. " Please show us some dance you have learnt in Japan." Tomoyo nodded her head anxiously and walked towards the center where the troupe had formed.
Then, the music started and Tomoyo started dancing with the tune. She felt anxious at first, but calmed down after a few steps. Soon, the music ended and Tomoyo stopped.
Usually, people who had seen her dance would probably stare at her in admiration and applause for her. But, all she got now was the cold stares from the people.
She waited awkwardly in the middle, waiting for some reaction.
"That was practically bad." Said Mrs Garrison finally. Tomoyo looked at her, somehow astonished by her answers. "I never realized the dance standard in Japan is so bad. I'm pretty sure anyone in this class can do better than you." Those were the last words Tomoyo heard from her.
Soon, the class ended and everyone left. Tomoyo heard some ballerinas criticizing on how bad her dance was in English as they leave the room. Tomoyo packed her stuffs and left the room quietly.
A hand touched her shoulder. It was Meilin.
"Hey, Daidouji san," Said Meilin as she looked at her with a forced smile. She wasn't really good at this. "I reckon your dance was pretty good. Mrs Garrison was just..."
"Gomen." Said Tomoyo coldly in a soft tone. "I gotta rush." With that, Tomoyo ran off, leaving Meilin alone with a worried look on her face.
"Daidouji san..."
~*~
Tomoyo opened the door.
Eriol isn't back yet. She thought as she walked into the living room in darkness.
The door behind her closed.
Her knees dropped onto the ground.
She cried.
She never dreamt of such a nightmare on her first day. She felt terrible. She never expected this to happen. She had never expected herself to feel so hurt because of some hush words.
There was fear in her mind. She feared that she wouldn't be able to dance anymore. She feared that she wouldn't be able to fulfill her mother's last wish. She feared that...
She wouldn't be able to face Eriol anymore.
Then, the door behind her opened silently and the lights lit.
Eriol was back and found Tomoyo kneeling on the ground.
Eriol stared Tomoyo. She was crying.
"Tomoyo...?" Tomoyo heard Eriol's voice turned her head around and saw him. They stared at each other's eyes for moments. "Why are you crying?" Asked Eriol worriedly and approached to Tomoyo as Tomoyo wiped away her tears.
"I'm, I'm not! I got sand in my eyes." Tomoyo, forcing a smile. Eriol kneeled down in front of Tomoyo.
Eriol grabbed her hands and looked at her. Tomoyo looked away. "You're lying. Tell me, why are crying?"
"I'm not." Tomoyo repeated in an uneasy tone. "I'm okay! I'll go back to my room." Said Tomoyo.
Just before Tomoyo could go, Eriol pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. Tomoyo's eyes widen in surprise. "You know," Said Eriol in a caring and charming voice. "I'll always be with you."
Tomoyo's eyes widen. She calmed down and held onto Eriol's arms. " Arigatou," She said in her smoothing voice. "Eriol. But..." Said Tomoyo as she turned around and gave Eriol her most earnest sweet smile. "I'm alright now."
Eriol smiled. "Glad that you are alright." Tomoyo nodded her head.
Then, she snuggled into Eriol's arm, causing Eriol to lie on the ground. Eriol was shocked, but rested his arms on her and closed his eyes.
That's right, thought Tomoyo. Eriol's by my side.
They both drifted to sleep.
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