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Miss Independent
Chapter 3: Don't Start
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"No, you don't get it Sakura. I don't like him," Tomoyo said, shifting the phone from one ear to the other.
"Then how come you haven't started threatening me?"
"Because I can't think of any right now. But rest assured when I can I will."
"Now that's a surprise, threat making it one of your talents."
"Shut up."
"Whatever, all I know is, is that you like him." Sakura said in a sing-song voice, and then she broke into a song repeating 'You like him' in different tones and melodies over and over again.
"Stop singing that horrid song right now or I'll personally come over and wring your neck," Tomoyo said with a glare.
"Only if you admit you like him," Sakura sang. Tomoyo could tell she was dancing around.
"I can just hang up right now you know."
"Doesn't matter. I'll leave hundreds of messages with this song on them on your answering machine and cell phone."
"I'm changing my number after this."
"Oh you know I'll find out what it is sooner or later."
"I'm still not saying I like him because I don't you know!"
"So, I know you do." And so, the song began again.
"Okay, just so you'll shut the hell up and not leave that on my messages I admit, he wasn't as bad as I thought he'd be."
Sakura shrieked in delight. "Okay can I put you on hold for a second?"
"Yeah whatever," Tomoyo mumbled.
She sat on her couch channel surfing with the portable phone still clinging to her ear for a few minutes when Sakura's voice came back on.
"So what were you doing?" Tomoyo asked.
"Making a date."
"Not again, you know I don't know why you like guys so much."
"Oh it's not for me it's for you."
"WHAT!" Tomoyo screamed jumping out of her seat and dropping the remote to the floor.
"How could you do that?" Tomoyo yelled.
"I dialed his number and told him you liked him and would like to go on a second date," Sakura answered simply.
"That's a lie."
"Only half of it is."
"It's still lying!" Tomoyo replied through gritted teeth.
"It's for your own good!" Sakura fought back.
"How did you get his number?"
"I kept the piece of paper and put it in my address book."
"So when is it?"
"Tonight."
Tomoyo groaned and fell back on the couch, and made a face at what she saw on TV. "I'll call you later okay?" She didn't even wait for a reply before hanging up.
The ebony haired girl slumped lower on the sofa and sighed. Things just got a little more complicated.
If she only hadn't gone on that first date things wouldn't have led to this. Like she knew why she had even went out the day before. Impulse maybe? That was unlikely, she had never reacted on impulse before and she didn't think she'd start now. Perhaps it was curiosity that tugged at the back of her mind that hadn't left her alone until that day.
Of course everybody just has this curiosity on what will happen on a date right? So why should she be any different?
It didn't matter anyway; it wasn't like she could change the past. And now she was stuck with another date.
Of course she hated guys but she wasn't rude. Okay scratch that. Sure she would insult them and glare at them but it didn't mean that she didn't have to be crude enough to stand them up or cancel something they thought she had set up.
Tomoyo clicked the TV off and went into the kitchen to fix a snack. After setting the phone back on its receiver she looked of the contents of the fridge.
Maybe tonight she'd just tell Hiiragizawa it was all Sakura's fault and the date wasn't even her idea.
She smiled as she pulled out a few things, 'That's exactly what I'll do.'
Putting down the bread she walked back to the phone only to set it back on the wall and slapped herself mentally.
She didn't have his number.
Sakura did.
Growling a bit she picked up the phone again and dialed Sakura's number.
"Hello?" said a cheery voice.
"Sakura give me Hiiragizawa's number," Tomoyo ordered.
"Hiiragizawa? Oh Eriol, duh. So why do you want it?" she questioned.
"To call him," Tomoyo answered, keeping her voice as flat as it would go.
"And what would you talk about?"
"Stuff." She was also trying to keep her teeth from gritting together.
"Exactly what. . ."
"Just give me his number!"
A silence was at the other end of the line, Tomoyo knew this meant she was thinking about something.
"No."
"And why is that?" Her brain lost control of her jaw and her teeth were finally grinding at each word.
"Because knowing you you'll probably just cancel the date. And we can't have that now can we?"
"Sakura please?" she almost pleaded.
Her friend laughed, "No, I don't want you to lose your only possible husband."
"P-Possible husband!?"
The collage student could almost see that annoying beam on her emerald eyed friend, "Yes."
"Whatever, bye," she mumbled before hanging up and turning back to her food.
"I'll just have to tell him later tonight," she sighed and cut the sandwich in half. Taking a bite out of the sandwich she propped her elbows against the counter and continued eating.
Things were starting to go steadily downhill.
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Tomoyo was currently taking a light nap when the doorbell rudely awakened her. Scrunching her face up she buried her face in the white pillow and screamed, "Go away!" knowing exactly who it was.
The doorbell rang again and she sighed. Getting up she started combing out some of the knots in her hair before turned the doorknob and seeing a smiling face in front of her.
"Hey," she muttered, then yawned.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" he asked.
"Well actually I was taking a nap. So yeah, you sort of did," she told him.
"Oh."
"No, its okay I'm awake now. But anyway I have to tell you," she started.
His face brightened a bit but he didn't look too hopeful, "Yeah?"
"This date. Yesterday's date, I didn't want them. My friend Sakura set them up and I just-"
He cut her off, "I know."
Her eyebrows rose at this, "You did?"
"Well I hardly believed YOU would've made these dates by the way you have acted towards me so far."
"I'm sorry it's just. . ."
"No it's okay. You still want to go out now?" he asked with false hope.
Tomoyo laughed and a small glitter lit her eyes, "You sure you'd want to go out with me a second time?"
"Yeah!" he answered.
"Well I don't know. . .You are you after all." She gave him a thoughtful look. "But since I'll probably be wasting my time on something even more stupid tonight I guess I will."
"Wow this must be some miracle huh?" Eriol asked her.
"You have no idea." A hint of coldness appeared in her tone again.
"I must be the luckiest guy in this whole city eh?"
"Luckiest guy in the world."
"Now who's the one that's flattering themselves?"
Tomoyo rolled her eyes and let him in. She gestured towards the couch, "Wait there while I go change. You can watch some TV if you want but no eating out of my fridge. I hate going grocery shopping for people other then me." She told him.
A little while later she found him staring out of the window instead of watching wrestling or something like she expected him to. "Okay let's go," she said.
He turned around and smiled, "Sure."
"You seem I little kinder to me tonight," he said as they were in the elevator.
"I don't think you should get cocky about it," she said coldly.
"I wasn't going to. I was just pointing out that you were."
She side glanced him. He was looking at her so she quickly averted her eyes to the metal pole beside her. Eriol chuckled lightly in amusement. Tomoyo frowned at the metal bar and still wondered if he was mentally insane.
But even if he did belong in an asylum for the mentally unstable, he was. . .
'Okay.'
So maybe there was some truth to what she told Sakura earlier. But it wasn't like she liked it. Besides, she couldn't control these feelings, they just did as they felt.
Tomoyo snorted softly so Eriol wouldn't hear. Exactly, they did as they felt. And that's exactly how love and petty feelings can turn their back on you.
That's why people have heartbreak and pain. Because of uncontrollable feelings. Feelings she never wanted to be a part of.
"Are you coming?"
The sudden statement knocked Tomoyo out of her train of thought and she looked up at the voice. "What?"
"Are you coming?" Eriol repeated.
"Oh, yeah." She stepped out of the elevator, and with crossed arms, she followed him out.
He wasn't like other guys. Guys who seemed to be so cocky and full of them selves. It disgusted her. Eriol was a bit, kinder, sort of.
Tomoyo also knew not all men were all total idiots. But she had still yet to meet one who hadn't flirted with her unceremoniously so why should she care?
The day had grown dim and cast dark shadows on her pale face when they stepped outside. She wrapped her arms around her when a strong breeze blew around them and she could've sworn she saw her breath.
"Cold?"
Tomoyo shook her head; her stubbornness earned her another draft and more goose bumps. She soon felt a warm jacket draped across hers shoulders and she looked behind her. What she saw was Eriol's face smiling back at her.
"Why are you giving me your jacket Aren't we going to your car?" she asked him
He shook his head, "We're going to walk there tonight."
She raised an eyebrow, "Walk, where?"
"You'll see." Tomoyo eyed him suspiciously as he stepped in front of her; she followed only a few steps behind.
She clutched the black jacket around her loosely. An unfamiliar scent rose from the collar.
'Is that smell sugar?' she thought. When she looked closer she saw a few sugar crystals sprinkled on the outside of the collar.
Eriol had been looking over his shoulder at her and saw what she was doing, he smiled. "Nakuru must have been making cookies again and spilled some sugar on my coat," he told her.
Tomoyo mouthed an 'Oh' and they continued walking.
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They were at another restaurant, but it wasn't as fancy as the night before. Actually, it was hardly a restaurant. More like a cross between a bar, fast food place, and a dance club.
Tomoyo frowned a bit at the slightly drunk people sitting at the bar. "Don't worry about them," said Eriol, knowing exactly what she was thinking, "The bartender makes sure they don't cause too much trouble."
"Too much?" She took off his jacket and handed it too him.
He laughed, "Don't be so uptight, come on lets dance." He took her wrist and start pulling her to the dance floor.
And just like suspected, she tried her best to resist. Tomoyo dug her heels into the dark, almost black, green carpet. "I do NOT want to dance. Especially not while suffocating in that crowd of people," she yelled over the music.
Eriol rolled his eyes, "You won't suffocate."
"And do you realize how hot it is in here? We've only been in this place for five minutes and I'm already sweating."
"Dancing is NOT that bad." His strength was overpowering hers and the heels of her white sneakers were stating to slide.
"I don't want to!" she cried.
Eriol's grip loosened slightly, "We aren't scared, now are we?"
Tomoyo's eyes narrowed, "No."
"Or is it that you can't dance?"
She was glaring venom, "No."
"Then what's the problem?"
"Absolutely nothing."
Eriol smiled triumphantly, "Then prove it."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"FINE!" It wasn't a scream, but people still looked at them.
Tomoyo ignored them and pulled Eriol towards the dance floor, he was still smiling. He knew that would work.
The amethyst eyed girl was actually pretty surprised at herself. Truth be told, she pretty much WASN'T a good dancer, at least she wasn't in her opinion. But at least she wasn't embarrassing herself in front of tall these people. She was also trying not to pay too much attention to Eriol while dancing. Because in case she did look like a fool, she didn't want him to tell it to her.
'But the music is also fast, no slow dances. That's good,' she thought. Then the upbeat music stopped and a slow one started.
'God must hate me,' she thought as people around her started pairing up with their loved ones.
"You know," she started, "I'm really tired lets sit down."
He pulled at her wrist just as she was about to leave, "One last dance, I like this song."
"And I should care because?"
"Just one dance, then we can do whatever you like."
Tomoyo's shoulders slumped and she gave in. Linking her arms so loosely around his neck it barely touched him she started moving to the music.
She tried focusing her eyes on something other then those mysteriously dark, enigmatic, alluring sapphire orbs. . .
'Oh my god what am I thinking?!' she screamed to herself. 'I am in need of serious help right now.'
He however was looking straight at her and she saw this. Feeling uncomfortable she shifted her weight slightly. Eriol was still staring at her with a light smile.
"Is there something on face?" she asked, breaking the silence between them.
"No, nothing."
"Then could you stop staring at me like that!" she hissed.
There faces were a bit too close for comfort. She definitely didn't feel right when his nose was just two inches away.
And then it happened.
And it scared the HELL out of her.
Pulling away would have been the first thing she would have done if she could. But she couldn't. She wasn't kissing back, that was good, but she wasn't pulling away, that was bad.
'What is wrong with me?' she thought.
As they ere going downhill, things were also getting complicated.
After a moment she finally pulled away. He looked at her, confusion flashed in his eyes but it disappeared.
Tomoyo let go of him, "I have to go."
He didn't even try to stop her as she pushed and shoved her way out of the maze of people. Tomoyo kept running while she was outside. She ignored the biting cold on her shoulders until she finally slowed to a stop.
"What just happened?" she asked herself.
Her fingers found their way to her lips, where they still tingled lightly.
Things were definitely getting complicated.
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Aniiston - I know your review wasn't exactly a flame, those go more like this: Your story sucks and it should burn in hell! That would probably be more of a flame. I thought this story was a bit cliché but if you think it's original then okay! Thank for the nice long review!
Inspirationals - Yeah last chapter was boring, I did tell you guys that right? Well, it just one of those chapters that's boring but just had to be there you know? This chapter might have a been like the other one, dull, but I hope the last scene sparked your interest a bit more. Maybe not too much, but you get the point right?
Intuition - I hope this chapter explained why Tomoyo didn't call and cancel.
I would also like to thank: jade-lily, deon, Lifes Dark Angel, Fuu2, KawaiinessPnay, lilazngurl, princess cythera, midnight blue, not applicable, MiAngeliSa, and angel710.
THANK YOU ALL FOR THE NICE REVIEWS! I didn't reply though because that was basically all I could say to them.
Now when you press that nice little "review" button, leave a nice long one. ^_^
Miss Independent
Chapter 3: Don't Start
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"No, you don't get it Sakura. I don't like him," Tomoyo said, shifting the phone from one ear to the other.
"Then how come you haven't started threatening me?"
"Because I can't think of any right now. But rest assured when I can I will."
"Now that's a surprise, threat making it one of your talents."
"Shut up."
"Whatever, all I know is, is that you like him." Sakura said in a sing-song voice, and then she broke into a song repeating 'You like him' in different tones and melodies over and over again.
"Stop singing that horrid song right now or I'll personally come over and wring your neck," Tomoyo said with a glare.
"Only if you admit you like him," Sakura sang. Tomoyo could tell she was dancing around.
"I can just hang up right now you know."
"Doesn't matter. I'll leave hundreds of messages with this song on them on your answering machine and cell phone."
"I'm changing my number after this."
"Oh you know I'll find out what it is sooner or later."
"I'm still not saying I like him because I don't you know!"
"So, I know you do." And so, the song began again.
"Okay, just so you'll shut the hell up and not leave that on my messages I admit, he wasn't as bad as I thought he'd be."
Sakura shrieked in delight. "Okay can I put you on hold for a second?"
"Yeah whatever," Tomoyo mumbled.
She sat on her couch channel surfing with the portable phone still clinging to her ear for a few minutes when Sakura's voice came back on.
"So what were you doing?" Tomoyo asked.
"Making a date."
"Not again, you know I don't know why you like guys so much."
"Oh it's not for me it's for you."
"WHAT!" Tomoyo screamed jumping out of her seat and dropping the remote to the floor.
"How could you do that?" Tomoyo yelled.
"I dialed his number and told him you liked him and would like to go on a second date," Sakura answered simply.
"That's a lie."
"Only half of it is."
"It's still lying!" Tomoyo replied through gritted teeth.
"It's for your own good!" Sakura fought back.
"How did you get his number?"
"I kept the piece of paper and put it in my address book."
"So when is it?"
"Tonight."
Tomoyo groaned and fell back on the couch, and made a face at what she saw on TV. "I'll call you later okay?" She didn't even wait for a reply before hanging up.
The ebony haired girl slumped lower on the sofa and sighed. Things just got a little more complicated.
If she only hadn't gone on that first date things wouldn't have led to this. Like she knew why she had even went out the day before. Impulse maybe? That was unlikely, she had never reacted on impulse before and she didn't think she'd start now. Perhaps it was curiosity that tugged at the back of her mind that hadn't left her alone until that day.
Of course everybody just has this curiosity on what will happen on a date right? So why should she be any different?
It didn't matter anyway; it wasn't like she could change the past. And now she was stuck with another date.
Of course she hated guys but she wasn't rude. Okay scratch that. Sure she would insult them and glare at them but it didn't mean that she didn't have to be crude enough to stand them up or cancel something they thought she had set up.
Tomoyo clicked the TV off and went into the kitchen to fix a snack. After setting the phone back on its receiver she looked of the contents of the fridge.
Maybe tonight she'd just tell Hiiragizawa it was all Sakura's fault and the date wasn't even her idea.
She smiled as she pulled out a few things, 'That's exactly what I'll do.'
Putting down the bread she walked back to the phone only to set it back on the wall and slapped herself mentally.
She didn't have his number.
Sakura did.
Growling a bit she picked up the phone again and dialed Sakura's number.
"Hello?" said a cheery voice.
"Sakura give me Hiiragizawa's number," Tomoyo ordered.
"Hiiragizawa? Oh Eriol, duh. So why do you want it?" she questioned.
"To call him," Tomoyo answered, keeping her voice as flat as it would go.
"And what would you talk about?"
"Stuff." She was also trying to keep her teeth from gritting together.
"Exactly what. . ."
"Just give me his number!"
A silence was at the other end of the line, Tomoyo knew this meant she was thinking about something.
"No."
"And why is that?" Her brain lost control of her jaw and her teeth were finally grinding at each word.
"Because knowing you you'll probably just cancel the date. And we can't have that now can we?"
"Sakura please?" she almost pleaded.
Her friend laughed, "No, I don't want you to lose your only possible husband."
"P-Possible husband!?"
The collage student could almost see that annoying beam on her emerald eyed friend, "Yes."
"Whatever, bye," she mumbled before hanging up and turning back to her food.
"I'll just have to tell him later tonight," she sighed and cut the sandwich in half. Taking a bite out of the sandwich she propped her elbows against the counter and continued eating.
Things were starting to go steadily downhill.
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Tomoyo was currently taking a light nap when the doorbell rudely awakened her. Scrunching her face up she buried her face in the white pillow and screamed, "Go away!" knowing exactly who it was.
The doorbell rang again and she sighed. Getting up she started combing out some of the knots in her hair before turned the doorknob and seeing a smiling face in front of her.
"Hey," she muttered, then yawned.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" he asked.
"Well actually I was taking a nap. So yeah, you sort of did," she told him.
"Oh."
"No, its okay I'm awake now. But anyway I have to tell you," she started.
His face brightened a bit but he didn't look too hopeful, "Yeah?"
"This date. Yesterday's date, I didn't want them. My friend Sakura set them up and I just-"
He cut her off, "I know."
Her eyebrows rose at this, "You did?"
"Well I hardly believed YOU would've made these dates by the way you have acted towards me so far."
"I'm sorry it's just. . ."
"No it's okay. You still want to go out now?" he asked with false hope.
Tomoyo laughed and a small glitter lit her eyes, "You sure you'd want to go out with me a second time?"
"Yeah!" he answered.
"Well I don't know. . .You are you after all." She gave him a thoughtful look. "But since I'll probably be wasting my time on something even more stupid tonight I guess I will."
"Wow this must be some miracle huh?" Eriol asked her.
"You have no idea." A hint of coldness appeared in her tone again.
"I must be the luckiest guy in this whole city eh?"
"Luckiest guy in the world."
"Now who's the one that's flattering themselves?"
Tomoyo rolled her eyes and let him in. She gestured towards the couch, "Wait there while I go change. You can watch some TV if you want but no eating out of my fridge. I hate going grocery shopping for people other then me." She told him.
A little while later she found him staring out of the window instead of watching wrestling or something like she expected him to. "Okay let's go," she said.
He turned around and smiled, "Sure."
"You seem I little kinder to me tonight," he said as they were in the elevator.
"I don't think you should get cocky about it," she said coldly.
"I wasn't going to. I was just pointing out that you were."
She side glanced him. He was looking at her so she quickly averted her eyes to the metal pole beside her. Eriol chuckled lightly in amusement. Tomoyo frowned at the metal bar and still wondered if he was mentally insane.
But even if he did belong in an asylum for the mentally unstable, he was. . .
'Okay.'
So maybe there was some truth to what she told Sakura earlier. But it wasn't like she liked it. Besides, she couldn't control these feelings, they just did as they felt.
Tomoyo snorted softly so Eriol wouldn't hear. Exactly, they did as they felt. And that's exactly how love and petty feelings can turn their back on you.
That's why people have heartbreak and pain. Because of uncontrollable feelings. Feelings she never wanted to be a part of.
"Are you coming?"
The sudden statement knocked Tomoyo out of her train of thought and she looked up at the voice. "What?"
"Are you coming?" Eriol repeated.
"Oh, yeah." She stepped out of the elevator, and with crossed arms, she followed him out.
He wasn't like other guys. Guys who seemed to be so cocky and full of them selves. It disgusted her. Eriol was a bit, kinder, sort of.
Tomoyo also knew not all men were all total idiots. But she had still yet to meet one who hadn't flirted with her unceremoniously so why should she care?
The day had grown dim and cast dark shadows on her pale face when they stepped outside. She wrapped her arms around her when a strong breeze blew around them and she could've sworn she saw her breath.
"Cold?"
Tomoyo shook her head; her stubbornness earned her another draft and more goose bumps. She soon felt a warm jacket draped across hers shoulders and she looked behind her. What she saw was Eriol's face smiling back at her.
"Why are you giving me your jacket Aren't we going to your car?" she asked him
He shook his head, "We're going to walk there tonight."
She raised an eyebrow, "Walk, where?"
"You'll see." Tomoyo eyed him suspiciously as he stepped in front of her; she followed only a few steps behind.
She clutched the black jacket around her loosely. An unfamiliar scent rose from the collar.
'Is that smell sugar?' she thought. When she looked closer she saw a few sugar crystals sprinkled on the outside of the collar.
Eriol had been looking over his shoulder at her and saw what she was doing, he smiled. "Nakuru must have been making cookies again and spilled some sugar on my coat," he told her.
Tomoyo mouthed an 'Oh' and they continued walking.
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They were at another restaurant, but it wasn't as fancy as the night before. Actually, it was hardly a restaurant. More like a cross between a bar, fast food place, and a dance club.
Tomoyo frowned a bit at the slightly drunk people sitting at the bar. "Don't worry about them," said Eriol, knowing exactly what she was thinking, "The bartender makes sure they don't cause too much trouble."
"Too much?" She took off his jacket and handed it too him.
He laughed, "Don't be so uptight, come on lets dance." He took her wrist and start pulling her to the dance floor.
And just like suspected, she tried her best to resist. Tomoyo dug her heels into the dark, almost black, green carpet. "I do NOT want to dance. Especially not while suffocating in that crowd of people," she yelled over the music.
Eriol rolled his eyes, "You won't suffocate."
"And do you realize how hot it is in here? We've only been in this place for five minutes and I'm already sweating."
"Dancing is NOT that bad." His strength was overpowering hers and the heels of her white sneakers were stating to slide.
"I don't want to!" she cried.
Eriol's grip loosened slightly, "We aren't scared, now are we?"
Tomoyo's eyes narrowed, "No."
"Or is it that you can't dance?"
She was glaring venom, "No."
"Then what's the problem?"
"Absolutely nothing."
Eriol smiled triumphantly, "Then prove it."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"FINE!" It wasn't a scream, but people still looked at them.
Tomoyo ignored them and pulled Eriol towards the dance floor, he was still smiling. He knew that would work.
The amethyst eyed girl was actually pretty surprised at herself. Truth be told, she pretty much WASN'T a good dancer, at least she wasn't in her opinion. But at least she wasn't embarrassing herself in front of tall these people. She was also trying not to pay too much attention to Eriol while dancing. Because in case she did look like a fool, she didn't want him to tell it to her.
'But the music is also fast, no slow dances. That's good,' she thought. Then the upbeat music stopped and a slow one started.
'God must hate me,' she thought as people around her started pairing up with their loved ones.
"You know," she started, "I'm really tired lets sit down."
He pulled at her wrist just as she was about to leave, "One last dance, I like this song."
"And I should care because?"
"Just one dance, then we can do whatever you like."
Tomoyo's shoulders slumped and she gave in. Linking her arms so loosely around his neck it barely touched him she started moving to the music.
She tried focusing her eyes on something other then those mysteriously dark, enigmatic, alluring sapphire orbs. . .
'Oh my god what am I thinking?!' she screamed to herself. 'I am in need of serious help right now.'
He however was looking straight at her and she saw this. Feeling uncomfortable she shifted her weight slightly. Eriol was still staring at her with a light smile.
"Is there something on face?" she asked, breaking the silence between them.
"No, nothing."
"Then could you stop staring at me like that!" she hissed.
There faces were a bit too close for comfort. She definitely didn't feel right when his nose was just two inches away.
And then it happened.
And it scared the HELL out of her.
Pulling away would have been the first thing she would have done if she could. But she couldn't. She wasn't kissing back, that was good, but she wasn't pulling away, that was bad.
'What is wrong with me?' she thought.
As they ere going downhill, things were also getting complicated.
After a moment she finally pulled away. He looked at her, confusion flashed in his eyes but it disappeared.
Tomoyo let go of him, "I have to go."
He didn't even try to stop her as she pushed and shoved her way out of the maze of people. Tomoyo kept running while she was outside. She ignored the biting cold on her shoulders until she finally slowed to a stop.
"What just happened?" she asked herself.
Her fingers found their way to her lips, where they still tingled lightly.
Things were definitely getting complicated.
~~~~~*~~~~~
Aniiston - I know your review wasn't exactly a flame, those go more like this: Your story sucks and it should burn in hell! That would probably be more of a flame. I thought this story was a bit cliché but if you think it's original then okay! Thank for the nice long review!
Inspirationals - Yeah last chapter was boring, I did tell you guys that right? Well, it just one of those chapters that's boring but just had to be there you know? This chapter might have a been like the other one, dull, but I hope the last scene sparked your interest a bit more. Maybe not too much, but you get the point right?
Intuition - I hope this chapter explained why Tomoyo didn't call and cancel.
I would also like to thank: jade-lily, deon, Lifes Dark Angel, Fuu2, KawaiinessPnay, lilazngurl, princess cythera, midnight blue, not applicable, MiAngeliSa, and angel710.
THANK YOU ALL FOR THE NICE REVIEWS! I didn't reply though because that was basically all I could say to them.
Now when you press that nice little "review" button, leave a nice long one. ^_^