Disclaimer: Does not own CCS, never did, never will... sniff

Intoxication

Tomoyo Daidouji, your average high school female.

She was now 14, attending Seijou Girls High with a carefree attitude.

In other words, she was normal- nothing spectacular. She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't pretty either. No one would call her cute. She was just... Herself...

She knew she would probably never possess the sophistication or beauty that her friends had. Hell, she would probably never be cute. Who cared anyway? She didn't.

Tomoyo smiled at her reflection in the mirror and ran her brush through her hair. There was a swimming carnival today, some annual outing for the school. Great, she would have fun today; all the strain from school was killing her and it was only the third week in her first semester.

"Talk about lack of endurance," She grinned and pounced over to her wardrobe before selecting a pair of grey jeans and a baggy cream coloured jumper. It had a picture of Dr. Seuss' Cat in the Hat on it, childish but cute. Maybe she would change her wardrobe one day... But definitely not today!

"Love you sooooooooo much!" Tomoyo squealed and hugged her jumper, dancing around the room swinging her piece of clothing around and around in circles.

"Eh, what would happen to me if you were gone?" She rubbed her cheek against her jumper tenderly.

Someone coughed behind her.

"Good morning... Tomoyo darling... Are you alright?"

A blush took over her pale cheeks as Tomoyo turned around to face her mother, Sonomi. Crap... Her mother must've concluded that she was crazy if she hadn't already...

"Hehehe... Of course mother! I couldn't be any better! I was just excited about the carnival," Tomoyo gave her mother a huge smile, watching her exit the room.

Yes, she was excited. Water, she loved the water, and she couldn't wait for the water pistol fights!

Tomoyo grabbed her beach bag and bounced downstairs.

"Tomoyo, sit down quickly! I don't know what you were doing this morning (Tomoyo blushed at this), but you will be late for the carnival! Hurry, eat your breakfast!"

Tomoyo sat down and waited as the maid set her plate on the table, then dug into her pancakes.

"Dear," Tomoyo turned around and screamed, her half chewed pancakes still in her mouth. What the hell was her mother doing, aiming a gun at her! Never mind that it was only a water pistol, but it was huge and full, capable of ruining her and her breakfast not to mention her precious jumper! She screamed again.

"Mother, what are you doing?" She flew out of her chair and unarmed Sonomi.

"My jumper mum! Please, please, please take my jumper into consideration! You'll hurt it!" Tomoyo sweat dropped as she realized what she had just said. "Erm... I meant, you'll ruin my outfit and then I'll be late!"

Sonomi eyed her suspiciously. "Tomoyo, are you sure that you are alright?"

Tomoyo sighed. "Yes, of course mother... I'm just... Extremely fond of this jumper,"

"Ah, I understand darling! I know exactly how you feel! We women most definitely must love our clothing! We must care for them like our own children! First impressions are everything, I know darling!" Sonomi trailed off.

"That's your pistol dear, the new "Trigun Imitation". Use it well Tomoyo, and go kick some ass! Ah, the feeling of being young..." Sonomi walked out of the room muttering to herself.

"Ah... Kick some ass? I think I should be the one asking if she was ok..." Tomoyo shook her head and headed outside to the awaiting limo with her new pistol. It did help that her mum owned a toy company. The pistols created there could come in handy when she needed a strong defense against the enemy.

Tomoyo was dropped off at the Tomoeda train station where she almost narrowly missed her train. She puffed a sigh of relief.

She was rich, yes, but that doesn't mean that she had to act rich. She wanted to be normal and that meant taking a train to school. Seijou Girls was too far away to walk, and she definitely didn't want to take the limo.

Anyway, her friends took the same train as her usually, if they didn't wake up late. Tomoyo smiled as she remembered the habit that her best friend, Sakura Kinomoto, had. She would never be able to wake up on time even if there was sawdust in her bed sheets. She could actually talk with her friends... It seemed that she could never strike up an interesting conversation with her driver...

"Tomoyo, over here!" She turned around and grinned. There they were; her whole group of friends: Sakura, Chiharu, Naoko and Rika.

She had known them since her very early primary school years, and they had stuck together like glue ever since.

Chiharu the violent, Naoko the brains, Rika the quiet, Sakura the clueless... And... Herself... Tomoyo the... She didn't know what to describe herself with. There wasn't anything spectacularly special about her to describe.

"Hey guys!" Tomoyo sat down with her friends. "Hm... Naoko? Where's your swimming gear?"

"Ah, I don't think I'm going to swim today, I borrowed this wonderful book from the library and I can't wait to read it!" Naoko held up a book labeled "Sarcophagus Terror".

"HOEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Sakura buried her head in her bag. "Naoko! Is that a ho-horror book?"

"It is. It isn't that scary though, don't worry Sakura! Its abo-"

"No! Please don't tell me! Please, let's talk about something else!"

Everyone else laughed and they returned to the topic of the swimming carnival.

They had to change trains at Tsumoko to get to Seijou and then walk to school. It was a hassle, but it was their way of life and they were perfectly happy with it. Buses would be at the school to pick up the students and ship them off to the pool.

"Wah! Look at the water! Tomoyo, lets get changed, quickly now!" Sakura grabbed her hand when they had entered the pool centre.

Tomoyo smiled and let herself be dragged away.

This was like any other swimming carnival that they had before. Water pistols, races, novelty events, eating, laughing, talking, and war. Even so, the day was as lovely as ever and Tomoyo couldn't have been happier. And to sum it all up, someone even complimented her on her jeans! They were "funky" so it seemed.

Tomoyo could still taste the green tea ice-cream she had bought at the carnival 2 hours later when she was on the train back home with her friends. The train was quite full, so the group opted to stand. While the rest of the girls shared their day with each other (Naoko was gushing about her book), she stared out the window. There really wasn't anything to say, except she had a great time.

She sighed and looked around her. The weather had changed drastically. It was such a beautiful day today but now... It was cloudy and the fat droplets of rain were pounding hard on the window... It had dampened her mood a bit... She inspected the people on the train.

Tomoyo drew in a deep breath and bit her lip. Who was that? Who could he be? Which...

"Tomoyo, are you alright?" She broke out of her trance and stared at Rika.

"What?"

"Are you alright?" Concern flashed in her eyes.

Tomoyo laughed nervously. "Of course I am Rika. I'm just a bit put off that the weather changed so much... Don't worry about me."

Rika gave her a smile and turned away. Tomoyo sighed, and then slowly looked to her left.

There he was... Leaning against the wall with his friends around him... He was... Breathtaking... He was beautiful...

Tomoyo squinted her eyes to get a better look. Dark hair, almost a dark blue colour... He was wearing glasses...

She couldn't see him all that well, but what she could see took her breath away. Tomoyo was amazed. She felt the need to know him better. She wanted to know him better. She wasn't thinking straight, she knew, but how could she? How could anyone think straight when they were looking at the most fascinating guy they had ever seen on the face of the earth?

Tomoyo could do nothing but stare. She willed him with her mind to turn his head and look at her... But he did not...

Maybe god had answered her wish in another form. The door next to the guy slid open, and people were fighting to board the train and gain shelter. He and his friends walked away from the door to give them room to get on. They walked towards her.

She became excited and a brilliant smile lit her face. He was coming closer; she might have a chance to look at him at a closer angle. She might... But he turned his back on her and continued his conversation with his friends.

Damn... So much for a better angle... Tomoyo stared at his back anyway. Live with what you've got. And boy... He was tall... She considered herself pretty tall, a 1.67metres (5.48 feet) and still growing. But... He was tall... Amazingly tall... She only reached between his chest and shoulder height for crying out loud!

The train doors next to her opened up to the Beremoru train station and to her horror and disgust (at herself for being so horrified), that guy and his friends made a move to get off the train! Tomoyo willed herself to shut her mouth. She wouldn't let anyone know what she was feeling and thinking of. She would keep this to herself. She probably wouldn't ever see the guy again anyway.

Tomoyo's eyes grew wide as she saw the guy turn his head and look her way. He was looking at her! He noticed her! He even looked like he was smiling!

She didn't know whether that was a good thing or not, but who cared? She saw him... Or one side of his face anyway... But she saw him and she was so surprised and happy!

Tomoyo spent the rest of the train ride basking herself in happiness before it was all ruined by the drenching of her by the rain.

Bloody rain, go ruin it all for me why don't you?

But Tomoyo smiled anyway.

She had a memory to keep.

To be continued...

AN: The "Trigun Imitation" was just something I made up. The anime "Trigun" is definitely not mine! I REPEAT, TRIGUN IS NOT MINE!!! IT WAS MADE BY A WONDERFUL ANIME COMPANY!!!