DEDICATION: To all of my reviewers and my friend choco-chan for inspiring
me to update again.
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Fakers
ms.evil
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The cruise ship's massage therapist rubbed her hands over certain areas in Tomoyo's back as she sighed deeply.
Oh how she wished the dark skinned masseuse could just rub out all her worries.
Tomoyo had come to the spa on Chiharu and Sakura suggestion. "The massage therapist, Raquel, can work miracles you know," so they said. Too bad she couldn't work out anything besides kinks and sore spots.
The amethyst eyes girl's gaze lingered on the glossy wood flooring before she looked up at Raquel.
"Do you think you can give good advice?" Tomoyo asked in the politest voice she could muster, in hopes she didn't offend the African woman.
"If I can think of good advice," Raquel answered with a dimpled grin.
"What do you think you would do, if you loved someone you weren't comfortable with?" Tomoyo questioned, with much doubt she'd understand.
Raquel gave a thoughtful look while doing what she was paid to do. "I should that is a rare situation," she replied as she walked over to the counter filled with bottles of oil and things.
"But if it happened to you, what would you do?"
"I would've freaked out and ran away." The chocolate skinned lady glanced over her shoulder and saw Tomoyo's surprised face, "I'm just kidding," she added with a small laugh.
Tomoyo half smiled and laid her head back down on the cushion.
"I would've gone to one of my favorite places to clear my head and think things through," she answered honestly.
"And after that?"
"Love is a strange thing you know. You never know what's going to happen; you can fall in and out of it just like that. When in other times, it takes a while."
The CEO's ebony haired daughter groaned, "Why did this have to happen to me?"
"Hey, I married someone I wasn't exactly comfortable with you know. Now what do you want, lavender or rose scented oil?" She held up two different colored bottles.
Tomoyo stared at her in bewilderment.
~*~
"What's wrong with you?" Syaoran asked as he sat in the chair, twirling a pen in his fingers.
"Things are just so perfect you know," Eriol said, sarcasm dripping heavily from each word.
"Really, good for you."
"Shut up."
"Will do."
"Seriously, what is your problem?" Yamazaki asked.
"I love someone who isn't comfortable around me."
"That's too bad."
"Is it Tomoyo?"
"You think?"
"Never mind then."
"What am I going to do?"
"Why don't you let life take it's course and see what happens?"
"Because that'll take forever Syaoran."
"Well when you think of a faster way let me know."
"I'm never coming to guys for advice ever again."
"Yeah, because we always come to you."
"That's not true. I got to Tomoyo."
~*~
"How about we lock them in a closet until she does feel comfortable around him?" Chiharu suggested.
"Please Chiharu. That is so overused I don't think anyone uses that method."
"Well let's see you think of something."
"This wasn't my idea you know."
"Fine, just dash my dreams of being a matchmaker."
"That'll be easier then putting Tomoyo and Eriol together," Sakura replied, trailing her fingers against the painted hallway.
"I just want my friends to be happy."
"I do too Chiharu, but is there really anything we can do?"
"But she's sacrificed so much for us and our boyfriends to be together, shouldn't we return the favor?"
"But, I'll ask again, what can we do?"
Chiharu fell silent.
~*~
Hiroke smirked to himself. Those two were never a couple and he knew it. Tomoyo was his again.
Sure he could have given up on her and gone after some other girl but, Tomoyo was one-of-a-kind. Plus she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
That Eriol guy was an idiot.
Tomoyo was his.
And he didn't have to give that stupid black haired guy a bag of chips.
"Things are so perfect."
~*~
Tomoyo walked out of the spa in a white skirt and shirt and leaned against the wall next to the double doors. Sighing she stared at her shoes.
'Why? Why me?'
"Hey Tomoyo."
She looked up and saw three people. Her two friends and someone she really didn't want to see right now.
"Why are you here?" Tomoyo muttered.
"Nothing in our bet said I had to stay from you."
"Could you just leave me alone," she relied quietly.
"Well I can stay here if I want."
"Fine then, you stay we'll leave." Then Tomoyo's pig-tailed friend grabbed her arm and pulled her away.
Sakura waved her fingers at him, "Bye!"
Tomoyo took her wrist out of Chiharu's grasp and walked ahead, Hiroke following close behind her friends. The brunette stopped dead in her tracks, spun around and glared at him.
"Why are you stalking us?" she demanded.
He did answer, just glared back. Sakura knew this meant he had no answer or retort at the moment.
"She doesn't like you! In fact, she hates you! Loathes you! Why can't you get that through your thick head!" Chiharu hollered.
"How would you know!" he retorted, just as loud.
"Please you're making a scene."
Chiharu shoved a hand in her friends face and continued, "Because I'm one of her friends and it's written all over her face when you're around!"
"You're ruining her life! And if two had never even started dating things would be a little better for her right now. In fact if you had never come on this cruise she would be perfectly happy!"
"Well I. . ." but Chiharu wouldn't let him finish.
Sakura sighed and ran after Tomoyo, not wanting to hear anymore more of her friend's rants.
~*~
Eriol sighed heavily as he gazed out into the blackened sea.
Maybe coming on this trip was a total waste of time. But he finally 'loved' someone. But it was so heartbreaking that she didn't feel the same.
Well she felt the same but she didn't like being around him.
He never knew it would feel this bad. He never knew anything other then his breakup with Kaho would hurt him as much as this.
And it didn't hurt anything like a cut or a bruise. But was internal. Nothing was more distressing.
Nothing.
He heard the door slam behind him. Turning around he saw Tomoyo panting. Not wanting to defy her wishes he just turned back to the window. But the urge to ask what was wrong was tugging at him.
Eriol heard her slump on the couch and take the hardcover book from the coffee table. Although he knew she had no idea what was going on in the story.
She was reading a Japanese version of the award winning book: Ella Enchanted. He knew she have read that book like twenty times so far on this trip and still had not understood the plot.
"Have you ever read this book?" she asked him, absentmindedly most likely.
"No, but if I had the time I might." However he didn't want to. It was just about a girl with a curse who fell in love with someone but forced herself to stay away because of the curse. And so she fell into all these different tasks and stuff. Just another 'How the girl with all the troubles breaks through it all' stories.
"If you ever do, tell me what's going on okay?" she asked calmly.
"Sure."
He heard her flip through the pages quickly before setting it back down on the table. She then walked to her room and closed the door softly.
Eriol glanced at her door then turned back to the window. The clouds were still dark and heavy from yesterday's rain.
His life had been turned gray and heavy.
Soon it'd rain again.
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Sorry if the chapter is short. This wasn't exactly what was supposed to happen but I thought I'd show what the characters were going through right now. It was sort of a character development chapter. I promise it'll be longer next time or you can flame me all you want! Reviews please!
~*~
Fakers
ms.evil
~*~
The cruise ship's massage therapist rubbed her hands over certain areas in Tomoyo's back as she sighed deeply.
Oh how she wished the dark skinned masseuse could just rub out all her worries.
Tomoyo had come to the spa on Chiharu and Sakura suggestion. "The massage therapist, Raquel, can work miracles you know," so they said. Too bad she couldn't work out anything besides kinks and sore spots.
The amethyst eyes girl's gaze lingered on the glossy wood flooring before she looked up at Raquel.
"Do you think you can give good advice?" Tomoyo asked in the politest voice she could muster, in hopes she didn't offend the African woman.
"If I can think of good advice," Raquel answered with a dimpled grin.
"What do you think you would do, if you loved someone you weren't comfortable with?" Tomoyo questioned, with much doubt she'd understand.
Raquel gave a thoughtful look while doing what she was paid to do. "I should that is a rare situation," she replied as she walked over to the counter filled with bottles of oil and things.
"But if it happened to you, what would you do?"
"I would've freaked out and ran away." The chocolate skinned lady glanced over her shoulder and saw Tomoyo's surprised face, "I'm just kidding," she added with a small laugh.
Tomoyo half smiled and laid her head back down on the cushion.
"I would've gone to one of my favorite places to clear my head and think things through," she answered honestly.
"And after that?"
"Love is a strange thing you know. You never know what's going to happen; you can fall in and out of it just like that. When in other times, it takes a while."
The CEO's ebony haired daughter groaned, "Why did this have to happen to me?"
"Hey, I married someone I wasn't exactly comfortable with you know. Now what do you want, lavender or rose scented oil?" She held up two different colored bottles.
Tomoyo stared at her in bewilderment.
~*~
"What's wrong with you?" Syaoran asked as he sat in the chair, twirling a pen in his fingers.
"Things are just so perfect you know," Eriol said, sarcasm dripping heavily from each word.
"Really, good for you."
"Shut up."
"Will do."
"Seriously, what is your problem?" Yamazaki asked.
"I love someone who isn't comfortable around me."
"That's too bad."
"Is it Tomoyo?"
"You think?"
"Never mind then."
"What am I going to do?"
"Why don't you let life take it's course and see what happens?"
"Because that'll take forever Syaoran."
"Well when you think of a faster way let me know."
"I'm never coming to guys for advice ever again."
"Yeah, because we always come to you."
"That's not true. I got to Tomoyo."
~*~
"How about we lock them in a closet until she does feel comfortable around him?" Chiharu suggested.
"Please Chiharu. That is so overused I don't think anyone uses that method."
"Well let's see you think of something."
"This wasn't my idea you know."
"Fine, just dash my dreams of being a matchmaker."
"That'll be easier then putting Tomoyo and Eriol together," Sakura replied, trailing her fingers against the painted hallway.
"I just want my friends to be happy."
"I do too Chiharu, but is there really anything we can do?"
"But she's sacrificed so much for us and our boyfriends to be together, shouldn't we return the favor?"
"But, I'll ask again, what can we do?"
Chiharu fell silent.
~*~
Hiroke smirked to himself. Those two were never a couple and he knew it. Tomoyo was his again.
Sure he could have given up on her and gone after some other girl but, Tomoyo was one-of-a-kind. Plus she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
That Eriol guy was an idiot.
Tomoyo was his.
And he didn't have to give that stupid black haired guy a bag of chips.
"Things are so perfect."
~*~
Tomoyo walked out of the spa in a white skirt and shirt and leaned against the wall next to the double doors. Sighing she stared at her shoes.
'Why? Why me?'
"Hey Tomoyo."
She looked up and saw three people. Her two friends and someone she really didn't want to see right now.
"Why are you here?" Tomoyo muttered.
"Nothing in our bet said I had to stay from you."
"Could you just leave me alone," she relied quietly.
"Well I can stay here if I want."
"Fine then, you stay we'll leave." Then Tomoyo's pig-tailed friend grabbed her arm and pulled her away.
Sakura waved her fingers at him, "Bye!"
Tomoyo took her wrist out of Chiharu's grasp and walked ahead, Hiroke following close behind her friends. The brunette stopped dead in her tracks, spun around and glared at him.
"Why are you stalking us?" she demanded.
He did answer, just glared back. Sakura knew this meant he had no answer or retort at the moment.
"She doesn't like you! In fact, she hates you! Loathes you! Why can't you get that through your thick head!" Chiharu hollered.
"How would you know!" he retorted, just as loud.
"Please you're making a scene."
Chiharu shoved a hand in her friends face and continued, "Because I'm one of her friends and it's written all over her face when you're around!"
"You're ruining her life! And if two had never even started dating things would be a little better for her right now. In fact if you had never come on this cruise she would be perfectly happy!"
"Well I. . ." but Chiharu wouldn't let him finish.
Sakura sighed and ran after Tomoyo, not wanting to hear anymore more of her friend's rants.
~*~
Eriol sighed heavily as he gazed out into the blackened sea.
Maybe coming on this trip was a total waste of time. But he finally 'loved' someone. But it was so heartbreaking that she didn't feel the same.
Well she felt the same but she didn't like being around him.
He never knew it would feel this bad. He never knew anything other then his breakup with Kaho would hurt him as much as this.
And it didn't hurt anything like a cut or a bruise. But was internal. Nothing was more distressing.
Nothing.
He heard the door slam behind him. Turning around he saw Tomoyo panting. Not wanting to defy her wishes he just turned back to the window. But the urge to ask what was wrong was tugging at him.
Eriol heard her slump on the couch and take the hardcover book from the coffee table. Although he knew she had no idea what was going on in the story.
She was reading a Japanese version of the award winning book: Ella Enchanted. He knew she have read that book like twenty times so far on this trip and still had not understood the plot.
"Have you ever read this book?" she asked him, absentmindedly most likely.
"No, but if I had the time I might." However he didn't want to. It was just about a girl with a curse who fell in love with someone but forced herself to stay away because of the curse. And so she fell into all these different tasks and stuff. Just another 'How the girl with all the troubles breaks through it all' stories.
"If you ever do, tell me what's going on okay?" she asked calmly.
"Sure."
He heard her flip through the pages quickly before setting it back down on the table. She then walked to her room and closed the door softly.
Eriol glanced at her door then turned back to the window. The clouds were still dark and heavy from yesterday's rain.
His life had been turned gray and heavy.
Soon it'd rain again.
~*~
Sorry if the chapter is short. This wasn't exactly what was supposed to happen but I thought I'd show what the characters were going through right now. It was sort of a character development chapter. I promise it'll be longer next time or you can flame me all you want! Reviews please!