I worked on this one during my Physics class and was to type it in my computer earlier when I realized that I lost the scratch paper I used in writing it, so here I go again typing it from scratch.
I was planning to upload it earlier but have been very busy with school work, so please forgive my lateness.
Dedication: To Atruyai-san, your reviews made me feel like updating again in the midst of my mental block. Thank you for your reviews.
Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish for CCS, I can never have it, no need to rub it on my face, really…
CLOSE CALL- Girlfriend!
An ET Fic by the lazy Akizuki Sai
Eriol looked at the raven haired lass from the corner of his eye. She really was an enigma down to the last bone, a walking irony. From her midnight stresses to her very pale complexion to her smiles that smelled of sorrow and tears of joy she was the perfect picture of a contradiction. She hasn't changed. She was still the porcelain Tomoyo he knew more than thirteen years ago.
The grandfather clock then struck three in the morning and the lad knew he had to put the lass to bed. With one swift motion he carried Tomoyo in his arms, cautious not to wake her up.
Carrying the lass to her room proves to be a difficult task to the English gentleman not because of her weight for she was feathery light but rather because of the too much skin visible from the short white nightgown Nakuru had put on Tomoyo.
After a mental struggle that seemed like eternity he managed to settle the lass by the bed and blanketed her with the cream comforter. Wiping the beads of sweat by his forehead with his sleeve he gave one last look to the lass and retreated to his chambers.
It was only when he was about a ten meter radius from the lass when he remembered to breathe.
Without changing his long sleeved polo to his blue gray flannel pajamas and without taking out his shoes or doing his usual routine before going to bed he plopped to his bed and stared at the ceiling, his heart pounding like there's no tomorrow and his senses recalling the smell of lavenders freshly bloomed.
For the next hour and a half he had a staring competition with the ceiling before he finally drifted to sleep.
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He rubbed his eyes. He slept late and his head is aching badly. Glancing at his wristwatch he struggled to get up. It was almost seven in the morning and he still has a lot of things to do. Grabbing a towel he took a shower and hastily changed into a clean pair of pants and a black turtleneck sweater, not minding to fix his hair he headed downstairs to the kitchen only to be surprised by the sight of a hyper Nakuru and Minoru running after an exhausted Spinel and a smiling Tomoyo with an apron cooking animal shaped pancakes.
"Daddy! Tomoyo-san is making pancakes! Mine is a lion!" Minoru said excitedly upon the sight of the man.
"Good morning Hiirigizawa-kun. I hoped you don't mind I made use of the kitchen," Tomoyo said as she moved around the kitchen like as if she has been there for years.
"Didn't you just greet me earlier, Tomoyo-san?" Minoru asked stopping from his tracks.
"That's Eriol for you Daidouji-san. I'm afraid there are too many Hiirigizawa's in the world at the moment." Eriol said with his traditional smirk as he pick up Minoru in his arms away from the poor old Spinel who for the life of who knows what is in the verge of getting insane.
"It's Tomoyo then to you Eriol-kun," Tomoyo said with a smile as she sets a plate of freshly made pancakes in front of Eriol.
"So, how are you feeling now?" Eriol said as he watches the lass prepare him a cup of coffee.
"Never felt any better. I feel like I've just dropped of my head and got it back," Tomoyo said her voice with a tint of mischief in it, just like the way she would sound whenever she gets to have a chance to videotape Sakura in one of her specially made costumes.
"You surely haven't changed," Eriol smirked once again as Tomoyo joins them in the breakfast table. A comfortable silence then surrounded the breakfast table as everyone enjoyed the freshly made pancakes.
"So, are you my Daddy's girlfriend?" Minoru asked out of the blue, taking bite after bite of his pancake. Eriol nearly squirted his coffee while Spinel's already large round cat eyes grew larger.
Nakuru's eyes on the other hand glinted of mischief and the reincarnated mage could not help but wonder and feel uncomfortable over such a question to their guest.
"Your dad and I were friends back in fifth grade, Minoru-chan," Tomoyo said without skipping a beat, not at all surprised by the question, instead she fondly messed the young lad's hair. Eriol sighed in relief, thanking the heavens that Tomoyo is the reincarnation of an angel totally not offended by such a question.
"And just where did you learn that young man?" Eriol asked in his fatherly tone.
"Nakuru-chan told me," Minoru said childishly. Eriol sighed. He should have known better. Nakuru's mischievousness is rubbing to his son and he is torn between laughing till his sides split and to giving his son a lecture.
"It's okay, Eriol-kun. Kids are always like this," Tomoyo said with a laugh. Minoru looked at his dad with a YOU-SEE smile. Eriol sighed inwardly, signaling defeat. What else can anyone expect from the son of a famous charmer who swooned the female population? Returning to his breakfast, Eriol averted his attention to reading the morning paper.
"Do you have a boyfriend then?" Minoru asked looking at the raven haired lass. Again, Eriol was dumbfounded at the machine gun of questions his son is firing that this time he choked on his pancake.
"Are you okay, Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo asked patting Eriol at the back, worried.
"I'm fine, Tomoyo-san. I hope you don't mind my son's over…" Eriol started in between his coughs.
"It's okay, Eriol-kun." Tomoyo said as they once again returned to their breakfast.
"So, do you have a boyfriend?" Minoru asked again, this time a tinge of impatience relevant in his voice like as if he is a grown-up guy just about their age.
"Well… I don't…" Tomoyo said with a small smile, feeling a bit awkward as well. She never had a boyfriend, a serious one that is. Ever since she was in high school she never found anyone who truly loved her for who she is, the guys flooding her locker with letters wee but mere admirers and worshippers to either her beauty, her voice, her intelligence or wealth, or it could be a combination of any of those: beauty and voice, beauty and intelligence, beauty and wealth, wealth and intelligence or worse all of it. But it isn't her beauty, her voice, intelligence or her wealth that makes up who she is, those things were but a small portion of the person who goes by the name Tomoyo Daidouji.
Tomoyo was then busy with her thoughts when she felt a tapped and saw the young Hiirigizawa standing up on his chair and declaring like as if to the whole world, "If that's the case then, I'LL MAKE YOU MY GIRLFRIEND!"
Hearing that Eriol nearly fainted.
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