ms.evil: Hey look what I found! *Holds up a very ruffled looking thing*
Bob: *Crosses arms* Humph, and she was just starting to quiet down too.
m.e.: *Glomps Bob* Aww, I know you missed me!
Bob: Not entirely.
m.e: Ignore him; he's just mad because I found him in our attic. He's my muse you know.
Bob: You don't have an attic.
m.e.: I do too! At least I do now; you were hiding in it after all.
~~~~~*~~~~~
A/N: This is just a small interlude to satisfy everybody while I continue to work on a vast amount of other stories including: Fakers, Forgotten Memories, Tsunami, Miss Independent, and a few contest entries. Keep in mind this is NOT actually a chapter.
m.e: *Scratches head* Did that make sense?
Bob: *Face stuffed with cookies* Wha?
m.e.: Never mind. The rest of the story will not be continued in Eriol's POV however. *Grabs a handful of cookies from the plate*
Bob: Hey!
~~~~~*~~~~~
I still couldn't believe it.
I had actually lost control over my OWN body. Some things just didn't make sense. We were just dancing, with her forcibly trying to avoid my gaze by shifting her constantly. This would've been funny if I hadn't been so hypnotized by her face. Her beauty was like none that I had seen before. While comparing her to all the young pretty faces I had seen from other countries none compared to hers.
Although she did not paint her face over with make-up a natural beauty still shone through. And thus, I was spellbound.
I couldn't help it if I couldn't take my eyes off her peach colored lips that her teeth bit into lightly every once in a while. Would it be wrong if all I wanted was to just taste them against my own?
Even though her independence could become slightly annoying at times, it didn't stop my attraction towards her. I guess her unintended charm often overwhelmed her annoying freedom from men she frequently mentioned.
As my lips claimed hers as my own, my thoughts dulled and I thought nothing but of her warm flesh against my own. Tomoyo didn't struggle, nor did she press back, not that I expected her to.
I could almost feel the world around us slow down to a blur of colors and sound. But I was suddenly jerked back to reality when she pulled away.
I myself was confused, my mind only slowly catching to what had just happened. A look of confusion flashed on face while I remembered. In that moment, "Miss Independent" as some called her, ran away before I could regain my senses.
Still in this stupor I didn't run after her. I don't know what happened afterwards, only me grabbing my coat from the growing pile and resting my head against the glass of the door with a 'thud'.
Because of my foolish mistake I may never see that girl again. And in the depth of my mind, a little voice told me I would miss her.
But it seems that we did meet up again. Due to her rather hyper, in a way, friend the two of us found ourselves in another date. This time accompanied by Li and her. And now she is drunk, much to my surprise. As it turns out the violet eyed girl before me did not have a very high alcohol tolerance.
She was spilling out her past. A thing I was sure she'd regret in the morning.
~~~~~*~~~~~
ms.evil: Nothing long, nothing special, just something to satisfy you guys in case I don't update soon enough and I find myself with an angry mob outside my window. I think that Eriol was a little OOC in this don't you? He sort of reminds me of. . .
Bob: Sesshoumaru?
m.e.: Yeah, how did you know?
Bob: Well its obvious Eriol would turn out like this after you've been reading Sesshoumaru/Kagome fics all day.
m.e.: *Pouts* They were good stories.
Bob: *Reaches for the plate of cookies in m.e.'s hands*
m.e.: *Slaps them* Mine! *Scrambles away*
Bob: *Sighing* For her excuse on updating so slowly and her sudden change in personality check out her profile.
Bob: *Crosses arms* Humph, and she was just starting to quiet down too.
m.e.: *Glomps Bob* Aww, I know you missed me!
Bob: Not entirely.
m.e: Ignore him; he's just mad because I found him in our attic. He's my muse you know.
Bob: You don't have an attic.
m.e.: I do too! At least I do now; you were hiding in it after all.
~~~~~*~~~~~
A/N: This is just a small interlude to satisfy everybody while I continue to work on a vast amount of other stories including: Fakers, Forgotten Memories, Tsunami, Miss Independent, and a few contest entries. Keep in mind this is NOT actually a chapter.
m.e: *Scratches head* Did that make sense?
Bob: *Face stuffed with cookies* Wha?
m.e.: Never mind. The rest of the story will not be continued in Eriol's POV however. *Grabs a handful of cookies from the plate*
Bob: Hey!
~~~~~*~~~~~
I still couldn't believe it.
I had actually lost control over my OWN body. Some things just didn't make sense. We were just dancing, with her forcibly trying to avoid my gaze by shifting her constantly. This would've been funny if I hadn't been so hypnotized by her face. Her beauty was like none that I had seen before. While comparing her to all the young pretty faces I had seen from other countries none compared to hers.
Although she did not paint her face over with make-up a natural beauty still shone through. And thus, I was spellbound.
I couldn't help it if I couldn't take my eyes off her peach colored lips that her teeth bit into lightly every once in a while. Would it be wrong if all I wanted was to just taste them against my own?
Even though her independence could become slightly annoying at times, it didn't stop my attraction towards her. I guess her unintended charm often overwhelmed her annoying freedom from men she frequently mentioned.
As my lips claimed hers as my own, my thoughts dulled and I thought nothing but of her warm flesh against my own. Tomoyo didn't struggle, nor did she press back, not that I expected her to.
I could almost feel the world around us slow down to a blur of colors and sound. But I was suddenly jerked back to reality when she pulled away.
I myself was confused, my mind only slowly catching to what had just happened. A look of confusion flashed on face while I remembered. In that moment, "Miss Independent" as some called her, ran away before I could regain my senses.
Still in this stupor I didn't run after her. I don't know what happened afterwards, only me grabbing my coat from the growing pile and resting my head against the glass of the door with a 'thud'.
Because of my foolish mistake I may never see that girl again. And in the depth of my mind, a little voice told me I would miss her.
But it seems that we did meet up again. Due to her rather hyper, in a way, friend the two of us found ourselves in another date. This time accompanied by Li and her. And now she is drunk, much to my surprise. As it turns out the violet eyed girl before me did not have a very high alcohol tolerance.
She was spilling out her past. A thing I was sure she'd regret in the morning.
~~~~~*~~~~~
ms.evil: Nothing long, nothing special, just something to satisfy you guys in case I don't update soon enough and I find myself with an angry mob outside my window. I think that Eriol was a little OOC in this don't you? He sort of reminds me of. . .
Bob: Sesshoumaru?
m.e.: Yeah, how did you know?
Bob: Well its obvious Eriol would turn out like this after you've been reading Sesshoumaru/Kagome fics all day.
m.e.: *Pouts* They were good stories.
Bob: *Reaches for the plate of cookies in m.e.'s hands*
m.e.: *Slaps them* Mine! *Scrambles away*
Bob: *Sighing* For her excuse on updating so slowly and her sudden change in personality check out her profile.