Disclaimer: I own no CCS or Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Dedication: For amethyst sweet angel-chan and bloody stiletto-chan.
Chapter IX – Goodbye
He stood with forlorn eyes at the heap of soil where a black granite sepulcher was placed. Bending down he placed a bouquet of magnolias to the slightly weeded crypt.
It's been exactly two months and a week, two months and a week since she's been gone – for good. And it felt like eternity.
He can't believe it. No one can. She simply can't die. She was just being forgetful. She just got dementia – it's nothing that big.
This was all a bad dream. He was just exhausted during the party he probably fell asleep by the couch. He will wake up and find her by the throne of evil where he watched her sleep. And then Touya will come running with curses trying to get away from Nakuru and her sweater. And she will wake up and they will have tea.
What a terrible nightmare life has been.
She never woke up on Christmas morning.
They never get to go sight seeing as planned the following morning. They did not get to take pictures by the Big Ben as they planned the previous night.
She was dead.
She died in her sleep.
They will never hear her sing again. They will never see her smile. They will never see her purple eyes dance with excitement or have stars in joy. They will not even see her cry or scream. She was lifeless. She's dead - never to return to the world of the living.
He ran a hand on the silvery inscription and sighed.
My life may be evanescent but I wish my heart to be immortal…
She told him she love him. She wanted him to be happy. He said he loves her too and that he is happy. He did not know it was goodbye.
With a blank face he remained seated in the grassy ground, thoughts lost.
The wind blew and he closed his eyes. He wanted to cry, to vent on something, to sob and to choke on tears just to let everything out but no tear came rolling down his eyes. He was like an empty shell, barren of everything, devoid of life and emotion and he was broken.
He did not understand.
"Hiirigizawa-san," he heard someone say behind his back.
He looked up and saw Sonomi Daidouji clad in her business suit, pale, and thinner the last time he saw her, a pair of dark sunglasses hiding her eyes.
"Daidouji-sama," he said standing up.
"So, you're the one who's been placing the magnolias," she said looking at the neatly placed bouquet in the crypt and placing her own bouquet of magnolias beside it as well.
He simply nodded and remained silent.
"She really loves magnolias…my only daughter… a bundle of joy sent to me to get over Nadeshiko-chan… "
"But she was far more than a replica of Nadeshiko-chan… she was Tomoyo – my baby… my… my only…" she staggered unable to control her tears.
Eriol watched her shaking shoulders. If there was anyone as hurt as he is, she would have to be it – a mother full of love and regret, lost in the shadows of the departed with no one to run to, no reason to continue.
He bent down and offered her a handkerchief which she accepted.
"I can't get over her as well," Eriol said.
Sonomi shook her head and smiled lightly.
"Death is something one does not get over with," she said like a mother to her son.
Eriol looked at her confused.
"It's something you have to live with, for the ones who are…gone…"
He gave a small smile.
Now he understood.
"I'll go ahead now, bye Tomo-chan" Sonomi said standing up. Eriol stood up.
"You might want to have this," she said handing Eriol a leather book.
With a small thank you and a goodbye he accepted the book and watched the retreating figure of Sonomi to her limo.
Losing sight of the Daidouji Toys president he sat down yet again and skimmed the pages of the book. He froze.
In a page was their picture by the park swings back in fifth grade.
His glasses were close to sliding off from the bridge of his nose and Tomoyo was holding her fingers in a V-sign smiling.
In Tomoyo's neat handwriting he read:
…I've been waiting for tomorrow but somehow it never came, then one day I cried in his back and he comforted me…I asked him if it is wrong to forget and he told me of the purpose of the heart and I was relieved, he seemed comforted as well – for what reason I don't know… he seemed broken though…
I found my tomorrow and I wish he found his too… for …what we had was something evanescent…
…. ephemeral it may be though… I have a feeling of it being eternal…
… My memories and my heart…my feelings and my love…
And he found himself crying just like the sky.
Somewhere,
over the rainbow, way up high
There's
a land that I heard of
Once
in a lullaby
Somewhere
over the rainbow, skies are blue
And
the dreams that you dare to dream
Really
do come true
Someday
I'll wish upon a star
And
wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where
troubles melt like lemon drops
And
way above the chimney tops
Is
where you'll find me, and
Somewhere
over the rainbow, way up high
There's
a land that I heard of
Once
in a lullaby
Where
troubles melt like lemon drops
And
way above the chimney tops
That's
where you'll find me, and
Somewhere
over the rainbow, skies are blue
And
the dreams that you dare to dream
Really
do come true
If
happy little blue birds fly
Beyond
the rainbow
Why, or why, can't I?
Sai-chan: I finally finished this fic. I intended it to be like this from the very beginning. I hope I didn't disappoint anyone. Please do give me a review and tell me what you think of it.