Okay I know, I know! Where the hell have you been rose-Chan?? WELL!! I can explain! Hehe, I've been swapped with work! And I've as you've all might've noticed my beloved story Finding Kyoto Crazy has been deleted!! Well! did not approve of my rating on the story and it's... many colourful language so they deleted it before I got the chance to copy the whole story and save it, which means I've only gotten the chance to save at least the last... 6 chapters or so.

Okay well now I'll write the chapter up for this story while I'm free, and because I've been getting heaps of reviews cough not even... hehe on this story telling me to continue! So here it is! I hope you enjoy and review always!

Summary - Daidouji 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!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!!

Hard-hat and lace

Chapter 8

The day was grand and glorious, with birds singing in the air, and the sky a sapphire blue 'just like Eriol's' Tomoyo thought, but quickly shook her head to discard the thought. 'Don't be so foolish Tomoyo!' she scolded herself 'he is nothing much than a man' a very fine man, indeed a little voice inside her head spoke coyly. She gave the voice a glare, if it was possible and continued to look through the endless rows of papers, and contracts, and just... stuff everywhere.

Sighing as she looked at the papers, her mind began to wonder to a blue-eyed man, with sexy broad shoulders and tumbles of dark blue, almost black hair. See you can't keep your mind of the guy the voice teasingly said again. Oh shut up! She cursed herself. His nothing more than an ignorant, conceited, unbearable, just plain hot and sexy to be called a man! The voice inside laughed at her.

"Shut up!" she mumbled, not realizing she had spoken the words out loud, until a little chuckle was heard at the door. Tomoyo looked up for her mountains of paperwork, and wished she hadn't. For the person standing at the door, was none other than the sexy Hiiragizawa Eriol himself.

'Oh dear lord' she thought, as she looked at him, not this time not in those rusty workman clothes, but in a suit... and one hell of a suit too, made him look like a god. If you don't want him I'll have him the voice inside teased. Tomoyo hissed at the voice mentally and found him smiling at her.

"Why the surprised look? You knew I was coming today... or did you forget?" he asked, a bunch of pink roses in his hands, and a charming dark navy suit on, with a silk blue top and white tie. His hair was still messy, but it made him look cute in the suit.

"I ... err... it's today?" Tomoyo asked, hoping to god that her mouth isn't hanging open and drooling all over the place.

Eriol's soft chuckled echoed the room as he walked closer the counter where a fearful, yet kawaii looking Daidouji Tomoyo was standing. "I should've known you would've forgotten, but it's a good thing, I didn't book the restaurant till 8:00 so you've got exactly 1 hour to get ready... can you do that?"

Tomoyo seemed to hear his words through mounds of cotton balls or something, because the words sounded so muffled to her ears... or was it the fact that her heart was beating at such an electrifying beat that she could hardly make out his words.

"Well... um... 1 hour? Yes! Yes one hour would do fine!" she said hurriedly, trying to figure out, what she had in the closet that would suit, or even come close to looking as good as Eriol.

Eriol grinned at her, making her heart skip a beat, how he looked so boyish and cute the way he smiled. How she wanted to run into his arms and smell the scent that admitted from him, how she wished he would stop smiling at her, making her melt further and further into the clutches of love.

"Well...I don't really have anything to wear... I haven't been shopping for ages," she mumbled, more to herself than out loud.

A soft chuckled made her blush beet red. "Dear, sweet Tomoyo... you own a clothing store, I'm sure at least one of these lovely out fits that you have design would suit you."

He does have a point there she thought to herself, smiling slightly, she blushed at her stupid mistake. "Your right Hiiragizawa, I do own a clothing store," then her voice turned serious. "But all these clothes are suited for people like Sakura, with a childish face and attitude, even thought some of the dresses and I repeat some of the dresses may suit me, I've told you before, I don't mix work with personal relationships, so I'm sorry to say, but you must leave. I am quite a busy woman"

Looking back down at her work, she hoped and prayed that the man before here would leave.

No such luck.

He was still there, still looking even better than before, and this time with a smile. A cheeky smile.

"What must I do to get rid of you Mr. Hiiragizawa?" she asked him, irritation coming from her cherry lips.

"I was hoping you would ask me that, I've got some...lets say planes for the new dressing rooms that you might like to listen to, so having dinner would be a perfect opportunity to get to know you a little better and of cause, discussing the planes." He said, white teeth, in perfect rows showed as he sent her another heart wrenching smile.

"Fine" she muttered. Walking out from the counter, she moved towards him, showing more confidence outside than she was feeling inside.

"Where are the planes you wanted to show me about the dressing rooms?" Tomoyo asked.

Eriol hasn't mentioned anything about planes ever since she'd managed to pick out a dress and changing it in the store. Even though she suspected that she had been swindled into a date... no scratch that, dinner, it was just dinner. Tomoyo looked around the place. The lighting was a soft glow, and the candles of tables, overlooking a dance floor and ocean view... this was way too romantic looking for a professional dinner between two professional people.

"The planes will be discussed later" Eriol said, trying to warm her up with another smile. But he knew Tomoyo pretty well now, to know that she wasn't going to be easily fooled by that. He watched as her amethyst eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Why can't we do it now?" she questioned. Crossing her arms across her chest, and covering Eriol from the view he was... clearly enjoying. The dress he picked out was a low cut, lilac dress, which gave her eyes a darker colour to it, was held together by two thin straps that showed her creamy shoulders. He had forcefully suggested that she let her hair out, and it tumbled down her back.

"It'll ruin my steak." He replied to her, his smile widening bigger as he saw her glare at him, not knowing to her, he loved it when she glared at him, gave him more attention, even if it was just hate.

Just as she was about to give him an irate reply, she saw, from the corner of her eye, the waiter bustling up to her with the menu's and all.

"You just wait Hiiragizawa Eriol, it's not over till it's over," she hissed, just in time as the waiter came up to her with a smile.

Eriol who happened to not care about what people thought, smiled over the rim of his wine glass.

"I agree 100 my sweet Daidouji Tomoyo, and I wont give up till I get what I want."

Done!! Hahaha do you all like the new chapter, it is actually quite stupid to tell you the truth... I'm not happy with it, but tell me what you all think about it! Love you all!! Review, review!! .