I sigh as I walk down the street...first day back and it's just the same
way I left it...the world dims a bit and I start to panic
"I can do this," I whisper. I walk a bit faster the blindness beginning to overtake my eyes. It's so strong that I have to sit down.
"Tomoyo..."
I look up, the sunlight chasing some of the shadows from my eyes... "Yamato?"
My blond haired friend helps me up as we gawk at each other. "Are you okay?" he asks a bit worried...it's like we never left off anywhere which is ironic since it was Yamato who I said goodbye to and not Eriol.
"Yeah...I think I am now"
Arms linked, partly for jest partly because he's still worried I may black out, we walk around the park.
"I've missed this," I say happily
"I still can't believe you're back," he answers
"Everyone keeps telling me that..." Suddenly he picks me up by the waist and twirls me around
"Sorry I just needed to make sure this was real" I laugh and run toward the bridge.
I should explain how I know Yamato, he was one of my bodyguards, Yesene's, son. We met when I turned 12 and the bodyguards threw me a surprise birthday party, my mother had been on a business trip and couldn't be there. From the day we met we became close friends. He's a year older than me and is a musician, he would write songs for me about my nose that would have me laughing so hard I would be crying. We have the whole sibling friendship, though I must admit he's gotten very good looking. His hair is a bit longer tied into a short ponytail by a simple piece of leather and his green eyes are in short, beautiful. As we sit on the bridge silently staring down at our reflections, I study his. I tug on his hair, "you're in good need of something people call a hair cut"
"Right after you do" I place my hands protectectivly around my waist long hair. We laugh comfortable with each other as the sky is to the stars; he yanks me up "let's not waste the entire afternoon here okay?"
"I didn't see you at the party last night" I say as we walk past street vendors. He smiles apologetically
"You mad at me?" he asks "My dad was in town last night" his voice trails off.
"Yamato" I say quietly taking his hand in mine "I'm sorry"
"Why should you be, he's my father Tomoyo. At least he showed up this time. I don't hate him, he didn't take me away from Japan like he used to want to." Yamato shrugs "And if it wasn't for him not showing up I would have never met you"
I smile "So that's why Yesene let you come to my birthday party"
"That's not why" he says with a smile of his own "It's because I saw you one day in the park, you were all by yourself on a swing. I wanted to meet you so bad that I wouldn't stop complaining to my mom until she said yes because my father didn't show up to pick me up"
"You never told me that"
"I never told you a lot of things Tomoyo" He laughs at my face "Don't look at me like that, how about lunch at my house? I want to show you something, but I'll race you there. Ready, Set, GO!"
Laughing I chase after him down the crowded streets, like I used to. Yamato helped ease the pain of knowing Sakura would never be mine, though I couldn't tell him the whole truth about everything, there was only one person who I could tell that to: Eriol. I shake my head trying to let the dark eyed sorcerer out of my mind. Right now I don't want to think about him, I just want to enjoy the time I have with my friend; the one who I met when I needed him as much as he needed me.
It feels so warm being in Yesene's arms, so warm and familiar. Yesene meant very much too me, whenever I went on my little card capturing excursions with Sakura and the bodyguards would have to pick me up late, they rarely asked questions or told my mother. The night I took Kero home I could tell by her face that she was trying very hard not to laugh. When I told her I was going to New York, she had been one of the few people to simply nod; she also taught me to pulverize anyone who tried to rob me.
"Ms. Tomoyo" she says letting me go and looks me from head to toe "You've grown. Come on we can talk better over lunch."
I can tell Yesene's careful of asking me questions a mother, especially my own, would, and I feel the ache I have inside start again. My throat feels tight and my eyes threaten to spill tears. Yamato must have noticed it because he leads me outside.
"Do you like it?" he asks.
"You bought a motorcycle?" I say practically drooling over the red bike, he smiles "Took me all summer and many different jobs but she's mine... need a ride home?"
I laugh "what do you think" and get on, circling my arms around his waist I lay my head on his back, there are many reasons on why I came back home...Yamato is one of them.
"Thanks" I say getting off. Yamato gets off and stands there looking at me strangely.
"Don't worry about it, I've missed you Tomoyo; I'm just glad I got to have you all to myself for an afternoon"
I blush and smile.
"I'll talk to you later" he says and gives me a hug. I'm left a bit breathless and my heart pounds, my friend has really changed, or maybe it's me. I watch him drive off feeling a lot better about the end of my day. That would have been the perfect ending... but of course it wasn't
"I can do this," I whisper. I walk a bit faster the blindness beginning to overtake my eyes. It's so strong that I have to sit down.
"Tomoyo..."
I look up, the sunlight chasing some of the shadows from my eyes... "Yamato?"
My blond haired friend helps me up as we gawk at each other. "Are you okay?" he asks a bit worried...it's like we never left off anywhere which is ironic since it was Yamato who I said goodbye to and not Eriol.
"Yeah...I think I am now"
Arms linked, partly for jest partly because he's still worried I may black out, we walk around the park.
"I've missed this," I say happily
"I still can't believe you're back," he answers
"Everyone keeps telling me that..." Suddenly he picks me up by the waist and twirls me around
"Sorry I just needed to make sure this was real" I laugh and run toward the bridge.
I should explain how I know Yamato, he was one of my bodyguards, Yesene's, son. We met when I turned 12 and the bodyguards threw me a surprise birthday party, my mother had been on a business trip and couldn't be there. From the day we met we became close friends. He's a year older than me and is a musician, he would write songs for me about my nose that would have me laughing so hard I would be crying. We have the whole sibling friendship, though I must admit he's gotten very good looking. His hair is a bit longer tied into a short ponytail by a simple piece of leather and his green eyes are in short, beautiful. As we sit on the bridge silently staring down at our reflections, I study his. I tug on his hair, "you're in good need of something people call a hair cut"
"Right after you do" I place my hands protectectivly around my waist long hair. We laugh comfortable with each other as the sky is to the stars; he yanks me up "let's not waste the entire afternoon here okay?"
"I didn't see you at the party last night" I say as we walk past street vendors. He smiles apologetically
"You mad at me?" he asks "My dad was in town last night" his voice trails off.
"Yamato" I say quietly taking his hand in mine "I'm sorry"
"Why should you be, he's my father Tomoyo. At least he showed up this time. I don't hate him, he didn't take me away from Japan like he used to want to." Yamato shrugs "And if it wasn't for him not showing up I would have never met you"
I smile "So that's why Yesene let you come to my birthday party"
"That's not why" he says with a smile of his own "It's because I saw you one day in the park, you were all by yourself on a swing. I wanted to meet you so bad that I wouldn't stop complaining to my mom until she said yes because my father didn't show up to pick me up"
"You never told me that"
"I never told you a lot of things Tomoyo" He laughs at my face "Don't look at me like that, how about lunch at my house? I want to show you something, but I'll race you there. Ready, Set, GO!"
Laughing I chase after him down the crowded streets, like I used to. Yamato helped ease the pain of knowing Sakura would never be mine, though I couldn't tell him the whole truth about everything, there was only one person who I could tell that to: Eriol. I shake my head trying to let the dark eyed sorcerer out of my mind. Right now I don't want to think about him, I just want to enjoy the time I have with my friend; the one who I met when I needed him as much as he needed me.
It feels so warm being in Yesene's arms, so warm and familiar. Yesene meant very much too me, whenever I went on my little card capturing excursions with Sakura and the bodyguards would have to pick me up late, they rarely asked questions or told my mother. The night I took Kero home I could tell by her face that she was trying very hard not to laugh. When I told her I was going to New York, she had been one of the few people to simply nod; she also taught me to pulverize anyone who tried to rob me.
"Ms. Tomoyo" she says letting me go and looks me from head to toe "You've grown. Come on we can talk better over lunch."
I can tell Yesene's careful of asking me questions a mother, especially my own, would, and I feel the ache I have inside start again. My throat feels tight and my eyes threaten to spill tears. Yamato must have noticed it because he leads me outside.
"Do you like it?" he asks.
"You bought a motorcycle?" I say practically drooling over the red bike, he smiles "Took me all summer and many different jobs but she's mine... need a ride home?"
I laugh "what do you think" and get on, circling my arms around his waist I lay my head on his back, there are many reasons on why I came back home...Yamato is one of them.
"Thanks" I say getting off. Yamato gets off and stands there looking at me strangely.
"Don't worry about it, I've missed you Tomoyo; I'm just glad I got to have you all to myself for an afternoon"
I blush and smile.
"I'll talk to you later" he says and gives me a hug. I'm left a bit breathless and my heart pounds, my friend has really changed, or maybe it's me. I watch him drive off feeling a lot better about the end of my day. That would have been the perfect ending... but of course it wasn't