Back with another chappie! It's 10:39 pm and I was suppose to be in bed two
hours ago but my sister insisted that I finish this chapter first as I
won't be around tomorrow morning and won't have time to work on the
computer which is true, and knowing how lazy I can be here I am typing this
chapter... so please read on and do review! Also I would like to take this
chance to invite you guys to read my other fic "Fallen" on Ultra Maniac
which was supposed to be an ET had my sister nagged me to write one for
Ultra Maniac, but if you guys want, I'll make an ET version of it with more
fluff and a bit different plot.
Thanks for the reviews by the way!
Just think that I had the disclaimer, I'm totally tired typing it again and again so read on!
Chapter 12 – Cold War
About 13 hours and 24 minutes ago he felt hell break loose when he found at the front door his friends, his god brothers and his god sister in particular smiling mischievously at him, trouble spelled out all over their faces. And like a madman he struggled with no avail to get rid of them before they could practically chase the life out of him.
They started by fussing over his so-called fiancée who much to his disbelief actually took his friends side and whacked him hard on the head for not accommodating his friends when in fact he has been too nice to actually have not yet wrung their necks and even asked them to join them for lunch. Inwardly, he wondered if the heavens have a grudge on him.
Things even became crazier when he learned about the scoring program they had made. Somehow he wonders if his friends really hate him so much that they take every opportunity to piss him off to his wits or they were just way too amused by the idea that the expressionless lonely guy that he is actually has a fiancée.
And just when he thought that things could not get any worse his friends in turn invited her to tag along with them in a Karaoke bar in Shibuya. But he was not able to complain, or rather win in their verbal combat after all the battle was 6 against one, what chance does he have?
The only consolation he had through the whole pissing ordeal though was the idea that Tomoyo was totally oblivious of the situation, and he has to thank all the angels and saints for saving his skin from humiliation. He can't help but wonder though that the obnoxious brat he knows is actually capable of being naïve and dense, not that he mind for he was surely grateful of such at the moment. She did show some signs of uncomfortable- ness upon learning that they were "parents" over little Suppi, but others than that, there was nothing much to tell. She was just as chirpy as a child.
But right now, right at this very moment which happens to be five minutes before one in the morning, he has the saddest feeling that he is not as lucky as he think he is. For at that sole moment in an attempt not to land on Tomoyo's face his head practically landed on what seems to be little sleeping Tomoyo's chest....
"I'm dead," he thought to himself as he shut his eyes close as he felt Tomoyo move.
In his mind he could already hear her blood curling scream and her very furious face, she will surely wake the whole manor and perhaps the whole city by her outburst and boy, was he going to get a lot of it.
"Suppi..." he heard her say dreamily as she patted his messed hair. He froze. His friends after yet another photo and a wicked grin and an impish wave walked out of the room through the balcony and disappeared in sight.
There was no one else in the room but him, Tomoyo and Suppi.
"Great, jut great... now how will I get out of this mess?" Eriol muttered under his breath making him breathe in Tomoyo's scent.
Plum blossoms
He flushed. He blinked.
"This is not good," he told himself as he slowly tried to stand up only to be hindered by the sudden movement once again of Tomoyo's arms this time setting his head FLAT on her chest.
He flushed again. And he blinked once again.
"I swear that I won't ever swear again just please let me out of this, please?" he muttered to no one in particular as he slowly attempted to get his head out of Tomoyo's grasps... slowly he got rid of the let arm... and then the right...lifting his head he finally got to stand up and he never felt more relieved than ever.
"That surely was close," he whispered in relief as he walks to the door only to step on once again the music box that has been the reason of the whole mess he has gotten himself into.
On cue the music began to play and Tomoyo's eyes sprung open.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded sitting up on her bed as she pulled the sheets closer to her, her voice dripping with sternness.
Eriol's face turned pale just like a ghost.
"I fell asleep at the library, you took me to bed?" he heard her mutter under her breath.
"Y-y-yeah... I thought it would be way too chilly if you sleep there...and you were sleeping soundly so I thought I should not wake you..." he replied not looking at Tomoyo in the eye as he closed the music box and laid it on the bedside table.
"Oh... sorry about that, but next time wake me up no matter how deep my sleep is... Had it been a different situation I would have thought that you were sneaking in my room," she said her voice still stern.
"I will...I'll go to my room then..." he muttered uncomfortably as he makes his way to the door.
"Eriol-kun!" he heard her call out stopping him from his tracks. He turned his back,
"What?"
"Thank you by the way and good night," she said her voice now softer and gentler as she reclined on her bed.
"Good night," he replied with a nod as he went into his room closing the door behind him.
When he did got into his room, he did not took a shower just as he has mentally reminded himself when he was to head upstairs, nor did he change into his pajamas, he did not sleep for the next hundred years or so either, he just lied on his bed staring at the ceiling.
He knows he still has plenty of things to do at school that morning and that if ever he wants to finish them quickly he would have to get his tired self to sleep. But somehow he can't find himself dozing off. His mind was instead drifting away to what happened earlier in Tomoyo's room.
He just doesn't seem to get it. One moment he was shooing his friends, then he tripped, and then she was face to face to Tomoyo and then he lose his balance, and then he found his head on Tomoyo's chest.
He felt his cheeks become warm.
"Get a grip, will you?" he scowled at himself. Surely what has gotten into him?
He stared at the clock at his bedside table. It was three in the morning.
He then suddenly recalled the smell of plum blossoms... it was sweet ad warm...
"Stop it!" he yelled to himself as he rubbed his temples as he standup and walk his way to the bathroom.
He splashed cold water on his face in hopes of getting him back to his senses.
"It was an accident, you weren't exactly a pervert there, no need to feel uneasy," he said to his image reflecting at the mirror atop the lavatory.
"That was nothing," he said repeating the words to himself like a spell as he splash more water on his face.
Boy, was he sick...
No, make that very sick...
---
"You look exhausted, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked the following morning at the breakfast table as she placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of Eriol.
"Y-yeah, I just lack some sleep, that's all" Eriol replied with a shrug taking a sip of his coffee. The truth was he wasn't able to sleep. He spent the whole night feeling uneasy and everything that he was not able to have a wink. Surely, his face was evident of all of the fuss he has been into, for there were already light patches on his eyes and his hair was messier than usual.
"You know what? I had a very strange dream last night," Tomoyo said as she spread some butter o her toast. Eriol looked at her taking another sip of his coffee.
"... that you guys were actually in my room checking me when I'm asleep..." she said nonchalantly. Eriol choked on his coffee staining the white tablecloth and his uniform.
"Are you okay?" Tomoyo asked rushing to him with a napkin.
"I'm... okay..." Eriol stuttered as he coughed some more Tomoyo patting him slightly on the back.
"You better change your uniform, I'll go take care of things here, and just what is going on with you?" Tomoyo said as she called out for a maid. Eriol still coughing meekly agreed and went upstairs to change not answering Tomoyo's query.
How can he when he was too shocked to think that Tomoyo was practically half-aware of what happened last night? It was a good thing she thought it as all a dream or else he would have died.
The ride to school was quiet as usual Eriol on the driver's set not taking his eyes off the road, Tomoyo humming to herself as she stared at the scenery outside through the car window.
"I have a photo shoot today after school," Tomoyo said breaking the silence between them.
"I thought you are going to search for a club at school today," Eriol replied eyes still on the road.
"Naoko-san called earlier this morning about a sudden change of plans, do you have anything to do this afternoon?" she asked looking at Eriol.
"Nope, I'll meet you at the parking lot then," Eriol simply said looking at Tomoyo and at the road once again as he pulls up at a cur and parked the car.
---
Eriol felt totally exhausted as he sat on the bench during gym class it surely was a tough day for him. Earlier that morning he had to finish working on his notes in Japanese history while cramming on his math assignment and then they had a surprise quiz in Physics class and now they had a practical test in gym class, on top of that Sean and Shaoran has been teasing him all day singing a nursery rhyme. Actually they are singing it right now in his ears.
"A-she's adorable, B- she's so beautiful, C-she's so cute and full of charm, D-she's your darling, and E- she's exciting, and F-she's the feather of your life," Shaoran sang as I annoyingly placed my hands on my ears.
"G-she's so good to us, H-her breast's so heavenly," Sean continued. Eriol almost passed out. Thank goodness their classmates are still playing basketball.
"I-she's the one people idolize, J-your like Jack and Jill... K-she's so kissable" they sang teasingly puckering their lips.
"L-she's the love one of your life!" they continued dancing like vaudevilles as Eriol struggled to become deaf.
"M-N-O-P, we'll sing along all day, Q-R-S-T, alphabetically speaking, you're not okay," and Eriol dashed out to the track field and ran some laps.
Only upon losing sight of the two did he went to the locker room, only to realize that he was very thirsty and that he left his water jug at home. Sighing, he opened his locker to find a bottle of spring water and a clean towel with a note on top of it. It read:
Next time, I wouldn't be so nice to actually check if you forget your things and actually deliver it to you. Had I not owe you one and you would have died of thirst... =P
Eriol chuckled taking the bottle and drinking its contents in one sip.
---
"So who's that guy with you?" Rika Sasaki, Tomoyo's makeup artist a short brown haired woman with chocolate brown eyes asked eyeing the then reading Eriol at the set as she works on Tomoyo's hair.
"Eriol? He's a family friend," Tomoyo said not looking up from the magazine she is reading.
"Family friend hu? Doesn't look like one to me, what's he doing here?" Rika said with a chuckle.
"He's giving me a ride," Tomoyo said simply.
"Giving you a ride and he's waiting for you for almost three hours, I smell something fishy," Rika said with a mischievous grin.
"Don't get me wrong, let's just say that he's here for different reasons," Tomoyo said still not looking up.
"Don't tell me your parents set you up on an engagement on him and now you're living in one roof like a couple," Rika joked. Tomoyo looked at her flabbergasted, her jaws wide open.
"Hey, it was just a joke," Rika said uncomfortable by Tomoyo's expression.
"That wasn't funny," Tomoyo said looking at Rika through the mirror.
"Don't tell me..." Rika said realizing the meaning of Tomoyo's reaction. Tomoyo nodded.
"No way! I was just kidding! "Rika said dropping the brush.
"Well, it is true," Tomoyo said quite amused by Cindy's reaction though still uncomfortable by it.
"And just how on earth did your parents convince you? Knowing you, you would not agree on things like this," Rika said picking up the brush and working on Tomoyo's hair once again.
"Of course, I don't. But once faced with a threat of being tailed with 24 bodyguards 24/7 and shutting your social life, who am I to disagree?" Tomoyo said looking back at the magazine she was reading.
"That's what we call blackmail," Rika chuckled as she blow dried Tomoyo's hair.
"No need to tell me, I know," Tomoyo said.
"Well, at least they got you a cute fiancée, why, he's quite popular in Tokyo," Rika said now putting some styling gel on Tomoyo's hair.
"You wish," Tomoyo uttered retreating to the magazine she was reading as Eriol sneezed a couple of times much to his surprise.
---
Tomoyo runs all over the middle of the set
Tomoyo here! gasp Why can't just people leave me alone? Now every club possible is actually hunting me down to become a member... runs again
Hey, is Eriol really jealous? ... Omoshiroi...
Next on Project Engagement: Chapter 13: Tailed
Read and Review! Adieu!
Sai-chan: The next chapter will be full of mess and more mess as rumors start flying in the air!!! HAHAHHAHAH!!!
Thanks for the reviews by the way!
Just think that I had the disclaimer, I'm totally tired typing it again and again so read on!
Chapter 12 – Cold War
About 13 hours and 24 minutes ago he felt hell break loose when he found at the front door his friends, his god brothers and his god sister in particular smiling mischievously at him, trouble spelled out all over their faces. And like a madman he struggled with no avail to get rid of them before they could practically chase the life out of him.
They started by fussing over his so-called fiancée who much to his disbelief actually took his friends side and whacked him hard on the head for not accommodating his friends when in fact he has been too nice to actually have not yet wrung their necks and even asked them to join them for lunch. Inwardly, he wondered if the heavens have a grudge on him.
Things even became crazier when he learned about the scoring program they had made. Somehow he wonders if his friends really hate him so much that they take every opportunity to piss him off to his wits or they were just way too amused by the idea that the expressionless lonely guy that he is actually has a fiancée.
And just when he thought that things could not get any worse his friends in turn invited her to tag along with them in a Karaoke bar in Shibuya. But he was not able to complain, or rather win in their verbal combat after all the battle was 6 against one, what chance does he have?
The only consolation he had through the whole pissing ordeal though was the idea that Tomoyo was totally oblivious of the situation, and he has to thank all the angels and saints for saving his skin from humiliation. He can't help but wonder though that the obnoxious brat he knows is actually capable of being naïve and dense, not that he mind for he was surely grateful of such at the moment. She did show some signs of uncomfortable- ness upon learning that they were "parents" over little Suppi, but others than that, there was nothing much to tell. She was just as chirpy as a child.
But right now, right at this very moment which happens to be five minutes before one in the morning, he has the saddest feeling that he is not as lucky as he think he is. For at that sole moment in an attempt not to land on Tomoyo's face his head practically landed on what seems to be little sleeping Tomoyo's chest....
"I'm dead," he thought to himself as he shut his eyes close as he felt Tomoyo move.
In his mind he could already hear her blood curling scream and her very furious face, she will surely wake the whole manor and perhaps the whole city by her outburst and boy, was he going to get a lot of it.
"Suppi..." he heard her say dreamily as she patted his messed hair. He froze. His friends after yet another photo and a wicked grin and an impish wave walked out of the room through the balcony and disappeared in sight.
There was no one else in the room but him, Tomoyo and Suppi.
"Great, jut great... now how will I get out of this mess?" Eriol muttered under his breath making him breathe in Tomoyo's scent.
Plum blossoms
He flushed. He blinked.
"This is not good," he told himself as he slowly tried to stand up only to be hindered by the sudden movement once again of Tomoyo's arms this time setting his head FLAT on her chest.
He flushed again. And he blinked once again.
"I swear that I won't ever swear again just please let me out of this, please?" he muttered to no one in particular as he slowly attempted to get his head out of Tomoyo's grasps... slowly he got rid of the let arm... and then the right...lifting his head he finally got to stand up and he never felt more relieved than ever.
"That surely was close," he whispered in relief as he walks to the door only to step on once again the music box that has been the reason of the whole mess he has gotten himself into.
On cue the music began to play and Tomoyo's eyes sprung open.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded sitting up on her bed as she pulled the sheets closer to her, her voice dripping with sternness.
Eriol's face turned pale just like a ghost.
"I fell asleep at the library, you took me to bed?" he heard her mutter under her breath.
"Y-y-yeah... I thought it would be way too chilly if you sleep there...and you were sleeping soundly so I thought I should not wake you..." he replied not looking at Tomoyo in the eye as he closed the music box and laid it on the bedside table.
"Oh... sorry about that, but next time wake me up no matter how deep my sleep is... Had it been a different situation I would have thought that you were sneaking in my room," she said her voice still stern.
"I will...I'll go to my room then..." he muttered uncomfortably as he makes his way to the door.
"Eriol-kun!" he heard her call out stopping him from his tracks. He turned his back,
"What?"
"Thank you by the way and good night," she said her voice now softer and gentler as she reclined on her bed.
"Good night," he replied with a nod as he went into his room closing the door behind him.
When he did got into his room, he did not took a shower just as he has mentally reminded himself when he was to head upstairs, nor did he change into his pajamas, he did not sleep for the next hundred years or so either, he just lied on his bed staring at the ceiling.
He knows he still has plenty of things to do at school that morning and that if ever he wants to finish them quickly he would have to get his tired self to sleep. But somehow he can't find himself dozing off. His mind was instead drifting away to what happened earlier in Tomoyo's room.
He just doesn't seem to get it. One moment he was shooing his friends, then he tripped, and then she was face to face to Tomoyo and then he lose his balance, and then he found his head on Tomoyo's chest.
He felt his cheeks become warm.
"Get a grip, will you?" he scowled at himself. Surely what has gotten into him?
He stared at the clock at his bedside table. It was three in the morning.
He then suddenly recalled the smell of plum blossoms... it was sweet ad warm...
"Stop it!" he yelled to himself as he rubbed his temples as he standup and walk his way to the bathroom.
He splashed cold water on his face in hopes of getting him back to his senses.
"It was an accident, you weren't exactly a pervert there, no need to feel uneasy," he said to his image reflecting at the mirror atop the lavatory.
"That was nothing," he said repeating the words to himself like a spell as he splash more water on his face.
Boy, was he sick...
No, make that very sick...
---
"You look exhausted, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked the following morning at the breakfast table as she placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of Eriol.
"Y-yeah, I just lack some sleep, that's all" Eriol replied with a shrug taking a sip of his coffee. The truth was he wasn't able to sleep. He spent the whole night feeling uneasy and everything that he was not able to have a wink. Surely, his face was evident of all of the fuss he has been into, for there were already light patches on his eyes and his hair was messier than usual.
"You know what? I had a very strange dream last night," Tomoyo said as she spread some butter o her toast. Eriol looked at her taking another sip of his coffee.
"... that you guys were actually in my room checking me when I'm asleep..." she said nonchalantly. Eriol choked on his coffee staining the white tablecloth and his uniform.
"Are you okay?" Tomoyo asked rushing to him with a napkin.
"I'm... okay..." Eriol stuttered as he coughed some more Tomoyo patting him slightly on the back.
"You better change your uniform, I'll go take care of things here, and just what is going on with you?" Tomoyo said as she called out for a maid. Eriol still coughing meekly agreed and went upstairs to change not answering Tomoyo's query.
How can he when he was too shocked to think that Tomoyo was practically half-aware of what happened last night? It was a good thing she thought it as all a dream or else he would have died.
The ride to school was quiet as usual Eriol on the driver's set not taking his eyes off the road, Tomoyo humming to herself as she stared at the scenery outside through the car window.
"I have a photo shoot today after school," Tomoyo said breaking the silence between them.
"I thought you are going to search for a club at school today," Eriol replied eyes still on the road.
"Naoko-san called earlier this morning about a sudden change of plans, do you have anything to do this afternoon?" she asked looking at Eriol.
"Nope, I'll meet you at the parking lot then," Eriol simply said looking at Tomoyo and at the road once again as he pulls up at a cur and parked the car.
---
Eriol felt totally exhausted as he sat on the bench during gym class it surely was a tough day for him. Earlier that morning he had to finish working on his notes in Japanese history while cramming on his math assignment and then they had a surprise quiz in Physics class and now they had a practical test in gym class, on top of that Sean and Shaoran has been teasing him all day singing a nursery rhyme. Actually they are singing it right now in his ears.
"A-she's adorable, B- she's so beautiful, C-she's so cute and full of charm, D-she's your darling, and E- she's exciting, and F-she's the feather of your life," Shaoran sang as I annoyingly placed my hands on my ears.
"G-she's so good to us, H-her breast's so heavenly," Sean continued. Eriol almost passed out. Thank goodness their classmates are still playing basketball.
"I-she's the one people idolize, J-your like Jack and Jill... K-she's so kissable" they sang teasingly puckering their lips.
"L-she's the love one of your life!" they continued dancing like vaudevilles as Eriol struggled to become deaf.
"M-N-O-P, we'll sing along all day, Q-R-S-T, alphabetically speaking, you're not okay," and Eriol dashed out to the track field and ran some laps.
Only upon losing sight of the two did he went to the locker room, only to realize that he was very thirsty and that he left his water jug at home. Sighing, he opened his locker to find a bottle of spring water and a clean towel with a note on top of it. It read:
Next time, I wouldn't be so nice to actually check if you forget your things and actually deliver it to you. Had I not owe you one and you would have died of thirst... =P
Eriol chuckled taking the bottle and drinking its contents in one sip.
---
"So who's that guy with you?" Rika Sasaki, Tomoyo's makeup artist a short brown haired woman with chocolate brown eyes asked eyeing the then reading Eriol at the set as she works on Tomoyo's hair.
"Eriol? He's a family friend," Tomoyo said not looking up from the magazine she is reading.
"Family friend hu? Doesn't look like one to me, what's he doing here?" Rika said with a chuckle.
"He's giving me a ride," Tomoyo said simply.
"Giving you a ride and he's waiting for you for almost three hours, I smell something fishy," Rika said with a mischievous grin.
"Don't get me wrong, let's just say that he's here for different reasons," Tomoyo said still not looking up.
"Don't tell me your parents set you up on an engagement on him and now you're living in one roof like a couple," Rika joked. Tomoyo looked at her flabbergasted, her jaws wide open.
"Hey, it was just a joke," Rika said uncomfortable by Tomoyo's expression.
"That wasn't funny," Tomoyo said looking at Rika through the mirror.
"Don't tell me..." Rika said realizing the meaning of Tomoyo's reaction. Tomoyo nodded.
"No way! I was just kidding! "Rika said dropping the brush.
"Well, it is true," Tomoyo said quite amused by Cindy's reaction though still uncomfortable by it.
"And just how on earth did your parents convince you? Knowing you, you would not agree on things like this," Rika said picking up the brush and working on Tomoyo's hair once again.
"Of course, I don't. But once faced with a threat of being tailed with 24 bodyguards 24/7 and shutting your social life, who am I to disagree?" Tomoyo said looking back at the magazine she was reading.
"That's what we call blackmail," Rika chuckled as she blow dried Tomoyo's hair.
"No need to tell me, I know," Tomoyo said.
"Well, at least they got you a cute fiancée, why, he's quite popular in Tokyo," Rika said now putting some styling gel on Tomoyo's hair.
"You wish," Tomoyo uttered retreating to the magazine she was reading as Eriol sneezed a couple of times much to his surprise.
---
Tomoyo runs all over the middle of the set
Tomoyo here! gasp Why can't just people leave me alone? Now every club possible is actually hunting me down to become a member... runs again
Hey, is Eriol really jealous? ... Omoshiroi...
Next on Project Engagement: Chapter 13: Tailed
Read and Review! Adieu!
Sai-chan: The next chapter will be full of mess and more mess as rumors start flying in the air!!! HAHAHHAHAH!!!