A/N: Thank you for all your reviews! =D As promised, I tried to update once a week, and I'm actually on time this week.
Disclaimer: If I owned CCS….we would never have to even see an implied relationship between Eriol and Kaho in the first place.
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Chapter 2: Same Dance Class
Just back from England, Eriol Hiiragizawa strolled down the sleek halls of Tomoeda High. England had been a completely different scene and it was nice to come back to Japan where everyone spoke quick Japanese and the sidewalks were dotted with swaying cherry blossom trees.
The mage was extra early to school today, so the halls were all still quiet. He enjoyed the tranquility while he could, for he knew his other classmates would arrive soon with the traditional first-day-of-school pandemonium trailing along with them.
Just then, he spotted a familiar looking figure moving - consciously - down the walkway. Pale skin, waterfall of dark tresses…yup, it was unmistakably Tomoyo Daidouji. Looks like she's early to school again, Eriol mused. Why am I not surprised? Hmm, her aura seems a little unstable. I wonder why…
Her name brought back a rush of memories. Eriol suddenly felt conscious of his toe. Of course, he had healed it was a snap of his fingers, but that had been the first time anyone had ever broken his toe in both his lifetimes. He smiled, remembering how it happened.
Eriol had meant to write to Tomoyo over the summer vacation just to tease her about the incident, but he never got a chance to. Now was his perfect chance while they were still alone.
"Why if it isn't Miss Tomoyo-san, the best singer and killer dancer in all of Tomoeda!" his words clearly depicted what he wanted to tease about, and by the sound of Tomoyo's response, Eriol could tell Tomoyo knew exactly what he was going to do.
"Hiiragizawa-kun!" Tomoyo squeaked as she turned around, in a voice that was high even for her. Her face was a little redder than usual. "Why are you here so early?"
Eriol grinned. He figured out why she was so nervous. He was delighted, he hardly did anything and he was already getting to her. Poor Daidouji, but he was really eager to have a word with her.
She recommenced walking.
"I think that we've known each other long enough for you to call me by my first name. Don't you agree?" Eriol asked as he fell into step beside her.
It was true, in fact. On Sakura's request, or actually, Sakura's demand, and Tomoyo and Eriol's consent, Eriol had been calling Tomoyo Daidouji by her first name ever since seventh grade. However, Tomoyo never in turn addressed Eriol by his first name. It was about time she did.
"Ahh--heh, yeah--h, sure, E-Eriol-kun," Tomoyo was nearing a nervous breakdown. "How was England?"
"It was nice, but I enjoy Japan more. Would you like to know why?" he baited. His face gleamed with a impish wickedness. This is when the fun starts, he thought.
Tomoyo didn't quite trust his expression. "Why…?" she asked unhurriedly and guardedly.
"Because people dance more in Japan, and you are familiar with my pleasant experiences with dancing." Eriol answered, putting extra emphasis on the words 'dance' and 'dancing'.
"Eheheheh, pleasant experiences? I don't seem to recall anything pleasant about dancing that involved you."
"Oh, I'm very sure that you do, Miss Tomoyo. You know exactly what I'm talking about. The thing that happened on our graduation dance… break anymore toes over the summer, Miss Killer Dancer?" he teased.
Tomoyo's face flamed. "No, believe it or not Hiiragizawa-kun, all the toes around me were safe. How's your toe, by the way?" Tomoyo was glad that she was able to regain her composure.
"ERIOL-kun," he corrected. "Everyone around you must have worn shoes with steel toes when they were around you." Eriol joked yet again. He was really getting a kick out of it. "And my toe is as good as new, thank you." He wouldn't have walked around for even an hour with a broken toe.
"Oh, didn't see that one coming." Tomoyo responded sarcastically, a sign that she was finally past her embarrassment.
"Aww, the Killer Dancer is over her humiliation already? But it's not fun anymore when you're not embarrassed." Eriol whined playfully.
"What's fun for you is hell for me." Tomoyo muttered under her breath.
"Which is what makes it even more fun!" Eriol grinned cheekily in her face.
"Ha ha, very funny, Hiiragizawa-kun." Tomoyo said dryly, but she was pleased to see that there was no tension between them.
"It's ERIOL. But I'll see you later Miss Killer Dancer. I need to meet up with Yamazaki." Eriol said as he started to stroll away in another direction.
"It's TOMOYO!" Tomoyo called after him.
Eriol grinned again. Then he paused in his step; he just remembered something. "Chotto matte, Tomoyo-san."
"What?" Tomoyo asked, surprised at his lack of joking.
"What classes do you have this year?"
"Umm, the usual requirements…and the new ballroom dancing class. Why?"
Eriol grinned mischievously. "Oh nothing, just wondering. I'll see you later, Tomoyo-san."
He left Tomoyo with a baffled expression on her face.
The truth was, HE had the ballroom dancing class too, and since it was offered in only one period…he'll be looking forward to seeing Tomoyo-san again in fourth period.
TBC
A/N: I have no idea whatsoever about the dancing status of people in Japan, I'm just making this up, so if I have this wrong, I'm sorry.
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