I am so sorry for keeping everyone waiting! Finally we can continue with this story.
Summary - Daijoubu Tomoyo had worked long and hard establishing her long time dream of becoming an owner of a clothes store, her and her best friend Kinomoto Sakura had, had about enough of the crap, that the men in hard- hats across the street do, her and her customers all have to deal with the countless catcalls and wolf whistles. This time she goes over and chats with the manner, only to find that he is one bloody hot thing! Well love bloom? Find out!
Little message -
Please excuse my grammar, English isn't my first language, so if I have any mistakes, don't flame me. This story might be a little OOC-ish, I want Eriol to be really funny, not that he isn't already, but more, and he has a kid! Whoa!
Disclaimer -
I don't and will never own the wonderful show or story of Card captor or Card captor Sakura, because it is owned by the great, talented ladies of Clamp!!
Keys -
"Talking"
'Thinking'
* ' * ' * Change of scene * ' * ' *
[Emphasized words]
{Author note. E.g. E/R}
(Character P.O.V)
~*~ Flashback ~*~
Hard-hat and lace
Chapter 2
"How have my men been annoying your customers?" Eriol asked his voice was deep and seem to have came from his lower body.
"They've been... saying things...."
The corners of his mouth lifted in an amused grin, then he dropped a hard hat, like the one he was wearing, unceremoniously on top of her head. "If you want to talk out here, then you'll have to wear one of these," he informed pointing to the yellow hard hat. Far to large for Tomoyo, it fell over her forehead. She reached up to adjust it.
"Now" he drawled, "What have my men been saying?"
His cool, azure gaze raked over her face, making her feel like a bug being examined under a telescope. She'd come here to give him an ear-full, but she'd feel safer doing that at a further distance then the top steps of his trailer.
"Since I'm now propley suited" she said, giving the hat an irritated tap "I'll be happy to tell you about it down there" She gave a sweeping gesture towards the uneven ground.
Eriol gave her a tolerant smile, but agreed "After you"
Once both adults were both on ground floor, Tomoyo turned to him 'i might as well get this over with quickly' "I'm Tomoyo Daidouji and I own the dress shop across the street from her, your men have been-"
"Syaing things" he finished for her.
"Thats right," She said wishing she could wipe that sardonic smile off his too-sexy mouth.
"What sort of things?"
"What?"
"My men, they've been saying things to you, what sought of things?"
Tomoyo tried hard to explain this to him, but it was his fault. Damn him for looking so good! His muscles where distracting her, how can a ripped blue shirt look so [prefect] on a men? And did he have to stand like that? Hands crossed over his chest as if he was full of confidence? it was positively unnerving!
She began to turn red, she didn't think she'll have to be so....specific. But it was her fault and her choice to come here, she wanted to stop those idoits up there terrorising her customers and thats what she intened to do.
Not exactly saying the [exact] words Tomoyo tried hard to relate a few of the men's choicer comments, Tomoyo looked up to expect an apoloy, instead she caught the edges of his mouth twitch spasmodically.
"This is not funny!" She sqwaked. "I want them to stop! it's runing my career!"
"What do you want me to do about it?" Eriol asked rasing is shoulders up and down in a shurg.
"You're the foreman aren't you?"
"Owner and Foremen" he said "But Li Syaoran on the floor there is also the owner and foremen, I'm Eriol Hiiragizawa."
"Oh" she said, Eriol Hiiragizawa, it had a hard sound to it, like the men himself "well thats even better! You write down their paychecks, they'll have to listen to you."
"Maybe"
"What do you mean 'maybe'?"
His men could get out of hand once in a while Eriol admitted they worked hard to get the job done but they played even harder. But he doubt that Ms Daidouji would take that as a good enough excuse. He smiled and tried to control himself from touching that frown of hers she had on her half covered forehead.
"Look Ms Daidouji, i can't blame my men form saying those things, they have quiet a good taste and their vision is sure as hell not impaired, i don't know about your customers but your one damned attractive female and I think my cousin there would agree as well by the looks of your friend."
Tomoyo swalled the lump that had appeared out of nowhere, "so what your saying Mr Hiiragizawa, is that boys will be boys?"
"no Ms Daidouji what I'm saying is that [men will be men]" Eriol said, not reslizing that he had trailed her cheek with one callused thumb.
So they're men not boys, Eriol was sure a men [every] inch of a men! he was a fine person and he would reach a 10 on anyones richer scale, not that she was measuring of corse she remined herself. But she knew enough to know that Eriol Hiiragizawa wasn't going to help her. So she'd better get out of her and FAST!
"I thank you for your time, Mr Hiiragizawa" she said, taking off the hat and thrust it into his ruff hands. She began to walk towards Sakura and Li Syaoran, dragging Sakura off.
"Watch out!"
Tomoyo heard someone yell a spilt second before they snagged her from the behind and thrust her ungracefully up against the side of the trailer.
"Get your hands off me you toss!" She heard Sakura demand, Tomoyo turned around to see Sakura also up against a trailer with Li Syaoran trying to calm her down.
"Will you stop squirming"
"If you let go of me than I'll consider it"
"What do you think your doing out there like that, and not wearing one of these!" Tomoyo heard Eriol yelled to her. But inside he wasn't angry, infact he was pleased that this was the second time today that he could feel those soft curves pressed against him. But even though he was enjoying the feel, he was also scared half to death.
"You little fools," both men said to the girls at the same time"
"What did you think you where doing walking under a cane loaded with metal beams?" Syaoran hissed. His eyes narrowed looking hard at Sakura's green ones.
Both girls glance sykwards at the potential danger, then gave a soft gasp.
"Thats no need to tackle us like that!" Tomoyo said tucking her blouse back into her shirt and adjusting her jacket over the gentle heave of her chest.
"do you play for the Broncos during your free time?" Sakura asked, putting a lock of hair back behide her ear.
When Tomoyo went to redo the button that had been undone during the tackle, Eriol noticed the lalic nails, perfectly manicured, and her ringless finger. Eriol had a feeling that she wasn't married and the feeling was right...like always. The hard hat that fell to the ground when he had trackled her was picked up again and thrust back onto her head.
"come on sweetheart, i'll show you the safe way outa here."
"The names not sweetheart, and it's not necessary to escort me anywhere, I'll skirt around that..that..."
"Crane" he suppiled
"Crane," she repeated "I'll be prefectly fine"
"Yeah right! just like a few minutes ago? I don't think so, come on" Eriol said "You too" he shot the statement at Sakura, who was adjusting the hard hat Syaoran had dropped on her head.
"Excort your own girl Hiiragizawa, this one is mine. Come on doll face."
"Don't call me that, you ungrateful animal" Sakura mummbled as she walked with him towards the curb.
It was slow going because Tomoyo's high heels pumps over the rough ground. "I don't know why you women wear such ridiculous shoes. They have to be damned uncomfortable."
When they finally reached the curb, Tomoyo bid farewell and marched quickly over to her side, but not quickly enough to have him shout "I suggest you stay on your side and mine our own business so I can get to work on mine!"
"toss" Tomoyo snarled, yanking the shop door open.
"Barbaric" Sakura mutted when she entered the shop a few minutes after Tomoyo, "That man is positivly barbaric!" Sakura growled, storming towards the air conditioner hopping that the air could cool off her temper. Sakura yanked the head gear off in disgust...'how can men wear these?'
"You forgot the flattering head gear too?" Tomoyo asked looking at Sakura, She too had been cooling off the temper that rised inside her, but she was cooling off the embrassement more then the anger.
"Was that guy the foreman?" Sakura asked, turning her hard hat upside down and putting a plant in it.
"Very creative" Tomoyo said prasing her on her ability to make somethng so ugly look so nice "He's the owner, so was the man you had to deal with"
"Thats even better isn't it?"
"I'm afriad not, it's terrible what the Y-chromosome can produce. "She poured herself a cup of tea, and suggest Sakura do the same.
"No thanks" Sakura said shaking her head at the teapot. "Um..." But Sakura was cut off by the phone ringing.
"Don't listen to it," Tomoyo said "What where you about to say?"
Sakura smiled and shook her head making the honey locks to swirl around her face "don't worry about it, I better go and serve the woman that just walked in, you answer the phone okay?" and with that she quickly walked towards the lady "what can i help you with?"
Tomoyo shook her head in disbelieve 'she's amazing, after that riot, she can still seem so happy' "Hello, Fashion Sansation, Tomoyo Daidouji speaking, can i help you?" {E/R - I know werid name, but I couldn't think of anything else}
"Tomoyo it's me Yuikto you remember to come to Yusuke birthay party? His counting on you to be there" Tomoyo smiled, but she was hopping on making as little of an appearance as possible, deliver her present to her nephew and leave before the ice-cream and cake were served. Children made her uncomfortable, to be more accurate, they terrified her. And she knew Yuikto's wife and invited at least half the neighborhood. Tomoyo told her brother she'd try to be there, pleading to god that work could hold her up longer.
"Won't do sis, they party starts at five. Be there, Sakura can lock up for you and paper work and wait for another day"
Before Yuikto hung up he made her make a half-hearted promised to be there. With a sigh she set her now cold cup of tea down and joined Sakura.
* * * *
At four-thrity, Tomoyo heaved a sigh and got ready for the party, good thing she bought a present already, but hadn't picked it up yet. All she had to do was to walk down 2 stores to the toy store and pick up the action figure her dear nephew had wanted so badly. She hurriedly walked towards the store when a wolf whistle cut through the air.
"Hey sweet thing, wanna play with my toys instead?" and "baby you can climb my tricycle!" but the only one that made her crack a smile was "Oi! where's the brunette one?"
Tomoyo got angry, 'so he didn't have a talk with them yet,'. When she finally made it to the stores with 5 worlf whistles, 3 cat calls and 6 questions on [where the brunette one was] she got so angry she almost pulled the door handle off. "Hey pop! what did i buy for my nephew?" Tomoyo asked shaking the box that was neatly wrapped up. "is it the action figure he wanted?"
"sure is little one" Pop was the name she called the man that owned the toy store, his wise old face, full of soft wrinkles and generous laugh lines, she smiled and gave him a hug in thanks "You're a life saver pop."
* * * *
Tomoyo had tried excuse after another on why she was so late. The kids were sticky with ice-cream by the time she arrived. Grift wrapping was all over the floor while ballons where popped and thrown here and there.
Yuikto gave her a scolding look but Misao, his wife saved her by giving her a cup of coffee and taking the colouful wrapped gift from her.
"Yusuke, Aunt Tomoyo is here!" she called.
Yusuke raced towards her like a locomotive under full steam and gave her a hug, thankfull to her, Yusuke had washed his hands after eating. He thanked Tomoyo for the gift and tore into it like mad.
"Awesome! Thanks Tomoyo!'' he remembered to say before speeding off to show his friends the new and totally [awesome] action figure.
"we invited his soccer team and half the neighborhood" Misao explained to Tomoyo when she saw all the kids running around the house, climbing on tables and chairs. "Hopefully, their parents will be arriving soon to pick them up."
Misao pushed her gently into the kitchen and set a party plate in front of her with a large piece of cake on it. At the time the kids choose the time to run in and break a few plates on the floor before running back out.
"Oh Yuikto help" Misao yelped, grabing paper towels and brooms to sweep it up before anyone could get hurt. At the same time the doorbell rang "i can get that" Tomoyo said.
"it's probably one of the parents!" Misao called after her. "Just match the kid up with the parent and they're on their way!"
Sound simple enough but when Tomoyo opened the door, she wasn't so sure. There standing at the door looking almost surpised as she was, was no other than Eriol Hiiragizawa, looking sexier in [normal] clothes than ever!
* * * *
TBC!!!
Finally! done chapter two!! that was a long chapter, i don't think i'm ever gonna write that long ever again!! Sorry for everyone for the long wait, i'll try to be write faster next time!
please don't forget to read my other stories and please R&R!!
Ja!
Emeraldrose2
Summary - Daijoubu Tomoyo had worked long and hard establishing her long time dream of becoming an owner of a clothes store, her and her best friend Kinomoto Sakura had, had about enough of the crap, that the men in hard- hats across the street do, her and her customers all have to deal with the countless catcalls and wolf whistles. This time she goes over and chats with the manner, only to find that he is one bloody hot thing! Well love bloom? Find out!
Little message -
Please excuse my grammar, English isn't my first language, so if I have any mistakes, don't flame me. This story might be a little OOC-ish, I want Eriol to be really funny, not that he isn't already, but more, and he has a kid! Whoa!
Disclaimer -
I don't and will never own the wonderful show or story of Card captor or Card captor Sakura, because it is owned by the great, talented ladies of Clamp!!
Keys -
"Talking"
'Thinking'
* ' * ' * Change of scene * ' * ' *
[Emphasized words]
{Author note. E.g. E/R}
(Character P.O.V)
~*~ Flashback ~*~
Hard-hat and lace
Chapter 2
"How have my men been annoying your customers?" Eriol asked his voice was deep and seem to have came from his lower body.
"They've been... saying things...."
The corners of his mouth lifted in an amused grin, then he dropped a hard hat, like the one he was wearing, unceremoniously on top of her head. "If you want to talk out here, then you'll have to wear one of these," he informed pointing to the yellow hard hat. Far to large for Tomoyo, it fell over her forehead. She reached up to adjust it.
"Now" he drawled, "What have my men been saying?"
His cool, azure gaze raked over her face, making her feel like a bug being examined under a telescope. She'd come here to give him an ear-full, but she'd feel safer doing that at a further distance then the top steps of his trailer.
"Since I'm now propley suited" she said, giving the hat an irritated tap "I'll be happy to tell you about it down there" She gave a sweeping gesture towards the uneven ground.
Eriol gave her a tolerant smile, but agreed "After you"
Once both adults were both on ground floor, Tomoyo turned to him 'i might as well get this over with quickly' "I'm Tomoyo Daidouji and I own the dress shop across the street from her, your men have been-"
"Syaing things" he finished for her.
"Thats right," She said wishing she could wipe that sardonic smile off his too-sexy mouth.
"What sort of things?"
"What?"
"My men, they've been saying things to you, what sought of things?"
Tomoyo tried hard to explain this to him, but it was his fault. Damn him for looking so good! His muscles where distracting her, how can a ripped blue shirt look so [prefect] on a men? And did he have to stand like that? Hands crossed over his chest as if he was full of confidence? it was positively unnerving!
She began to turn red, she didn't think she'll have to be so....specific. But it was her fault and her choice to come here, she wanted to stop those idoits up there terrorising her customers and thats what she intened to do.
Not exactly saying the [exact] words Tomoyo tried hard to relate a few of the men's choicer comments, Tomoyo looked up to expect an apoloy, instead she caught the edges of his mouth twitch spasmodically.
"This is not funny!" She sqwaked. "I want them to stop! it's runing my career!"
"What do you want me to do about it?" Eriol asked rasing is shoulders up and down in a shurg.
"You're the foreman aren't you?"
"Owner and Foremen" he said "But Li Syaoran on the floor there is also the owner and foremen, I'm Eriol Hiiragizawa."
"Oh" she said, Eriol Hiiragizawa, it had a hard sound to it, like the men himself "well thats even better! You write down their paychecks, they'll have to listen to you."
"Maybe"
"What do you mean 'maybe'?"
His men could get out of hand once in a while Eriol admitted they worked hard to get the job done but they played even harder. But he doubt that Ms Daidouji would take that as a good enough excuse. He smiled and tried to control himself from touching that frown of hers she had on her half covered forehead.
"Look Ms Daidouji, i can't blame my men form saying those things, they have quiet a good taste and their vision is sure as hell not impaired, i don't know about your customers but your one damned attractive female and I think my cousin there would agree as well by the looks of your friend."
Tomoyo swalled the lump that had appeared out of nowhere, "so what your saying Mr Hiiragizawa, is that boys will be boys?"
"no Ms Daidouji what I'm saying is that [men will be men]" Eriol said, not reslizing that he had trailed her cheek with one callused thumb.
So they're men not boys, Eriol was sure a men [every] inch of a men! he was a fine person and he would reach a 10 on anyones richer scale, not that she was measuring of corse she remined herself. But she knew enough to know that Eriol Hiiragizawa wasn't going to help her. So she'd better get out of her and FAST!
"I thank you for your time, Mr Hiiragizawa" she said, taking off the hat and thrust it into his ruff hands. She began to walk towards Sakura and Li Syaoran, dragging Sakura off.
"Watch out!"
Tomoyo heard someone yell a spilt second before they snagged her from the behind and thrust her ungracefully up against the side of the trailer.
"Get your hands off me you toss!" She heard Sakura demand, Tomoyo turned around to see Sakura also up against a trailer with Li Syaoran trying to calm her down.
"Will you stop squirming"
"If you let go of me than I'll consider it"
"What do you think your doing out there like that, and not wearing one of these!" Tomoyo heard Eriol yelled to her. But inside he wasn't angry, infact he was pleased that this was the second time today that he could feel those soft curves pressed against him. But even though he was enjoying the feel, he was also scared half to death.
"You little fools," both men said to the girls at the same time"
"What did you think you where doing walking under a cane loaded with metal beams?" Syaoran hissed. His eyes narrowed looking hard at Sakura's green ones.
Both girls glance sykwards at the potential danger, then gave a soft gasp.
"Thats no need to tackle us like that!" Tomoyo said tucking her blouse back into her shirt and adjusting her jacket over the gentle heave of her chest.
"do you play for the Broncos during your free time?" Sakura asked, putting a lock of hair back behide her ear.
When Tomoyo went to redo the button that had been undone during the tackle, Eriol noticed the lalic nails, perfectly manicured, and her ringless finger. Eriol had a feeling that she wasn't married and the feeling was right...like always. The hard hat that fell to the ground when he had trackled her was picked up again and thrust back onto her head.
"come on sweetheart, i'll show you the safe way outa here."
"The names not sweetheart, and it's not necessary to escort me anywhere, I'll skirt around that..that..."
"Crane" he suppiled
"Crane," she repeated "I'll be prefectly fine"
"Yeah right! just like a few minutes ago? I don't think so, come on" Eriol said "You too" he shot the statement at Sakura, who was adjusting the hard hat Syaoran had dropped on her head.
"Excort your own girl Hiiragizawa, this one is mine. Come on doll face."
"Don't call me that, you ungrateful animal" Sakura mummbled as she walked with him towards the curb.
It was slow going because Tomoyo's high heels pumps over the rough ground. "I don't know why you women wear such ridiculous shoes. They have to be damned uncomfortable."
When they finally reached the curb, Tomoyo bid farewell and marched quickly over to her side, but not quickly enough to have him shout "I suggest you stay on your side and mine our own business so I can get to work on mine!"
"toss" Tomoyo snarled, yanking the shop door open.
"Barbaric" Sakura mutted when she entered the shop a few minutes after Tomoyo, "That man is positivly barbaric!" Sakura growled, storming towards the air conditioner hopping that the air could cool off her temper. Sakura yanked the head gear off in disgust...'how can men wear these?'
"You forgot the flattering head gear too?" Tomoyo asked looking at Sakura, She too had been cooling off the temper that rised inside her, but she was cooling off the embrassement more then the anger.
"Was that guy the foreman?" Sakura asked, turning her hard hat upside down and putting a plant in it.
"Very creative" Tomoyo said prasing her on her ability to make somethng so ugly look so nice "He's the owner, so was the man you had to deal with"
"Thats even better isn't it?"
"I'm afriad not, it's terrible what the Y-chromosome can produce. "She poured herself a cup of tea, and suggest Sakura do the same.
"No thanks" Sakura said shaking her head at the teapot. "Um..." But Sakura was cut off by the phone ringing.
"Don't listen to it," Tomoyo said "What where you about to say?"
Sakura smiled and shook her head making the honey locks to swirl around her face "don't worry about it, I better go and serve the woman that just walked in, you answer the phone okay?" and with that she quickly walked towards the lady "what can i help you with?"
Tomoyo shook her head in disbelieve 'she's amazing, after that riot, she can still seem so happy' "Hello, Fashion Sansation, Tomoyo Daidouji speaking, can i help you?" {E/R - I know werid name, but I couldn't think of anything else}
"Tomoyo it's me Yuikto you remember to come to Yusuke birthay party? His counting on you to be there" Tomoyo smiled, but she was hopping on making as little of an appearance as possible, deliver her present to her nephew and leave before the ice-cream and cake were served. Children made her uncomfortable, to be more accurate, they terrified her. And she knew Yuikto's wife and invited at least half the neighborhood. Tomoyo told her brother she'd try to be there, pleading to god that work could hold her up longer.
"Won't do sis, they party starts at five. Be there, Sakura can lock up for you and paper work and wait for another day"
Before Yuikto hung up he made her make a half-hearted promised to be there. With a sigh she set her now cold cup of tea down and joined Sakura.
* * * *
At four-thrity, Tomoyo heaved a sigh and got ready for the party, good thing she bought a present already, but hadn't picked it up yet. All she had to do was to walk down 2 stores to the toy store and pick up the action figure her dear nephew had wanted so badly. She hurriedly walked towards the store when a wolf whistle cut through the air.
"Hey sweet thing, wanna play with my toys instead?" and "baby you can climb my tricycle!" but the only one that made her crack a smile was "Oi! where's the brunette one?"
Tomoyo got angry, 'so he didn't have a talk with them yet,'. When she finally made it to the stores with 5 worlf whistles, 3 cat calls and 6 questions on [where the brunette one was] she got so angry she almost pulled the door handle off. "Hey pop! what did i buy for my nephew?" Tomoyo asked shaking the box that was neatly wrapped up. "is it the action figure he wanted?"
"sure is little one" Pop was the name she called the man that owned the toy store, his wise old face, full of soft wrinkles and generous laugh lines, she smiled and gave him a hug in thanks "You're a life saver pop."
* * * *
Tomoyo had tried excuse after another on why she was so late. The kids were sticky with ice-cream by the time she arrived. Grift wrapping was all over the floor while ballons where popped and thrown here and there.
Yuikto gave her a scolding look but Misao, his wife saved her by giving her a cup of coffee and taking the colouful wrapped gift from her.
"Yusuke, Aunt Tomoyo is here!" she called.
Yusuke raced towards her like a locomotive under full steam and gave her a hug, thankfull to her, Yusuke had washed his hands after eating. He thanked Tomoyo for the gift and tore into it like mad.
"Awesome! Thanks Tomoyo!'' he remembered to say before speeding off to show his friends the new and totally [awesome] action figure.
"we invited his soccer team and half the neighborhood" Misao explained to Tomoyo when she saw all the kids running around the house, climbing on tables and chairs. "Hopefully, their parents will be arriving soon to pick them up."
Misao pushed her gently into the kitchen and set a party plate in front of her with a large piece of cake on it. At the time the kids choose the time to run in and break a few plates on the floor before running back out.
"Oh Yuikto help" Misao yelped, grabing paper towels and brooms to sweep it up before anyone could get hurt. At the same time the doorbell rang "i can get that" Tomoyo said.
"it's probably one of the parents!" Misao called after her. "Just match the kid up with the parent and they're on their way!"
Sound simple enough but when Tomoyo opened the door, she wasn't so sure. There standing at the door looking almost surpised as she was, was no other than Eriol Hiiragizawa, looking sexier in [normal] clothes than ever!
* * * *
TBC!!!
Finally! done chapter two!! that was a long chapter, i don't think i'm ever gonna write that long ever again!! Sorry for everyone for the long wait, i'll try to be write faster next time!
please don't forget to read my other stories and please R&R!!
Ja!
Emeraldrose2