Hi hi people!!!
I'm sorry I haven't been updating for SUCH a long time! Hope you haven't forgotten me!
I was just on this self-control thing where I decided I won't use the computer for a week! And I didn't! I kept my vow!
Thank you all those people who reviewed!!
Mercuryaurora: Whoa! Thank's for the long long review! Sheesh, you MUST be a few years older than me. My dad tells me pulling nighters is my job for when I feel I need to work extra hard. So I don't stay up later than 10. Studies are only for the morning during the holidays! I certainly don't want to do extra! A younger brother sounds nice. Well, personally, I prefer sisters… just the problem is, I don't have any. Just one older brother for me, and trust me, it's nothing better than a younger brother, I bet! Oh yeah! And about the half a glass of wine thing! I LOVE wine! Just that I only try sips, or apparently my head will fall to bits. That's what my parents say. But I LIKE wine, while my older brother runs away at even being asked, "Try some wine, wont you?". Oh yeah, I never knew Eli was Eriol's English name… gee, silly of me not to know. And your fanfic! Due to the worst memory on earth, (I think of plots and write them down, or just write the chapters on spot… cant remember anything… it was when I was 11 years old when I fully memorized my 8 times tables. 9's were easier.) I think I'll have to read it again. I really liked the name Arianna! Damn… I think I spelt it wrong, AGAIN… and oh, btw, I really like your name. It's really pretty. I thought I'd mention that.
Shimmering Angel: (Note: I almost wrote Shimmering Angle…*giggle* "You're an angle, Kama, EVERYONE knows…") thanks for reviewing! I think the story's turning out unexpectedly, I know. Confusing for my brain, too.
Insomni-maniac: heyhey! I'm sorry about the confusing thing. You see, Yuki and Yukito are different people… I shouldn't have given Yuki his name, I know…T.T I just made myself confused as well. Anyways, Yuki is what Meiling called Yukito. And Kobayashi Yuki is Tomoyo's roommate/best friend. Thanks and enjoy!
x-kawaii-sakura-x: ooo… the dorm thing is, Tomoyo got to share the dorm with the school's biggest geek ever! And so, thinking she couldn't bear it, she changed it to her friend's dorm. Her friend is KOBAYASHI YUKI, not YUKITO whose NICKNAME is YUKI. Thanks for reviewing!
Star_light_Jade: HIhi!! Okay, okay… (over-excited…) I'm sorry I'm updating so late!! Thank you so much for reviewing!!!
Aznyugiangel: yesyesyes! Jay IS coming back! and btw, try and see if you're film gets cut after 15 cans of beer. I haven't had the chance to have a go at that yet… thanks, and enjoy!
Okay! Here's the thing. None of you, since my spelling mistakes and name mistakes are so common, must've noticed something quite special in chapter four, something involving Eli and Tomoyo. If you find it, I'll give you a prize, in fanfic terms. Whether it be the plot of this fanfic or another comedy, or whatever… (voice faltering as noticing there's nothing much to give…;;)
It's only one word! You gotta read through very VERY carefully to find it…
And another thing!
YUKI and YUKITO are very different people! I just made the mistake of making their names so similar. YUKI is KOBAYASHI YUKI, and also YUKITO's nickname, YUKI. But only Meiling ever uses that. I think…
Anyways, sit back, scroll down, and enjoy!
"You're WHAT?!!"
Tomoyo screamed in alarm, and she forgot to look around for passer-bys. This was serious. Why the hell was Jay coming back?
"Hey! Don't get over-excited. I'm coming over and I'll be there tomorrow around noon, I think. I'll call you when I get there. No worries."
Tomoyo bit her lip.
"Okay. I'm glad you're coming."
"Aw.. You can give me more welcome than that, can't you?"
"When I see you."
Tomoyo replied, a small smile twisting her tight lip.
"Ok. I'll call tomorrow!"
"Bye."
Jay hung up. Tomoyo sat there, on the bench, not knowing what to do.
"Argh! Why the hell are you coming to Japan, you sweet silly-bumpkin!"
Tomoyo tried. She really did. But she couldn't insult Jay any more than that. Sighing, she put on Yuki's big sweater. Big enough to cover all her curves while she walked back to her dorm. While she walked back, she rolled her brain as fast as she could… what could she do? How could she prevent her boyfriend from dumping her as well as keep her disguise? She was deep in thought, when a cold hand touched her neck.
"Kia--!!"
Tomoyo screamed in surprise, and jumped up, before fixing plastic daggers in her eyes and turning back. She squinted through the sides of the plastic daggers… she saw some navy…
"Eriol?"
The Two-faced Eriol, standing with the usual smile upon his face, stared stupidly at Tomoyo. She knew this had to be a disguise. What guy smiles at you after you completely ran him out on his monthly supply of beer, sleep in his bed, strip him down to his underwear, and totally utterly blacken his kitchen to unrecoverable standard? Not a single guy in this world could do that unless he had something in his mind.
"Hey, what are you doing with the plastic daggers? Aren't they from the drama room?"
Tomoyo chose to ignore the question, as the plastic daggers were none of her ideas at all, but the idea of Pp, the useless writer that kept writing her like a lovesick, idiotic tomboy.
"What are you doing here?"
"To see Yuki. He borrowed a book off me last time."
'Oh. And you just couldn't see him today at school?'
Tomoyo thought, thinking vile thoughts in attempt to make him mentally unwell. It didn't seem to work. Eriol smiled as he walked on with Tomoyo.
"And, of course, to see how you've gotten on."
"Nice of you to worry. I'm sharing a dorm with Jay."
Tomoyo replied.
"Jay?"
Eriol stopped, and looked sideways at Tomoyo. Her eyes widened.
'Dammit!'
She must've been worrying rather too much about him… it was showing on the outside as well!
"Who's Jay?"
"I mean, Yuki."
Tomoyo mumbled, and walked off first. As she walked off, Jay was pushed out of her mind. Now it was Eriol. And Eriol. Why Eriol was getting on her nerves. Why she thought Eriol was ever so making her nerve-racking. Why she thought… and Jay was completely wiped off her mind.
"Hello? Daidouji Tom speaking."
Tomoyo didn't recognize the number. That was strange. No one that knew her would prank-call… EVERYONE in her school knew her number last year. But didn't dare call, incase she would track them down. Now it was easier. Tom Daidouji for numbers she didn't recognize, and boys on the other side of the line would give up on the spot. Tom was known everywhere. But Tomoyo was known only throughout the people of the "dark underworld", her last school, and a few good stalkers. She meant to keep herself well hidden, just incase.
"Tom Daidouji?"
A familiar voice repeated the name. Tomoyo searched through her thoughts. Who on earth was this?
"Excuse me, who in the name of hell is this?"
Tomoyo liked to frequently involve hell where heaven should come. It became her.
"This is Jay. Is…"
The rest of his words, Tomoyo couldn't catch. It was Jay! He was here! HERE! In Japan!!! A PHONE BOOTH! That's why she didn't recognize the number!! The stupid idiotic-
"Jay! I didn't know it was you!"
Tomoyo blurted out in her normal voice. She looked around unnecessarily, as Yuki was out with Eriol, apparently "grocery shopping" for the week. Tomoyo had refused to go with them, an attempt to be left alone to think of life matters.
"Tomoyo?"
He was confused. Tomoyo smiled, as if she couldn't stand how cute he sounded.
"That's me!"
"Why were you saying that it was Tom?"
Tomoyo sweatdropped. Why WAS she saying that she was Tom?
"Erm… coz… coz… coz I'm receiving so many prank calls addressed to Tomoyo… so I thought I should say it isn't my phone…"
"Oh? Stalkers again, huh?"
Tomoyo silently let out a relieved breath.
"Yes. I seriously need to do something. Anyways, you're here! Shit-, I mean, wow, you're here!"
"Yup! Here in Japan! Listen, are you free now?"
"Now?"
Tomoyo repeated. NOW?!! In this state when her hair was shorter than his and her clothes were nothing but a mini version of his? When she was a boy?
"Um… I'm just a bit busy at the moment…"
"I'll see you three o'clock, then. I still remember when you're favourite show finishes. See you outside our tree. Bye."
Before Tomoyo could say anything, he hung up.
"Favourite TV show?"
Tomoyo repeated to herself. Favourite TV show!! She gasped. No wonder! It was Sunday, and…
"Argh! My show!!!"
She flung herself to where there could've been a TV, but stopped. There wasn't a TV in student dorms. It was forbidden. No computers either. They were to be used in the library. Tomoyo swallowed her tears as she repeatedly told herself in her mind that trying to find a way to escape this situation was more important than her program at the moment.
Picking up her phone, she quickly moved her finger to her address list.
1. Jay©
2. Ciro
3. Minato
…
Tomoyo sighed to herself. Did she really have ONLY boys' phone numbers?
The list went on. From number 78, girls' names began to appear.
…
78. Niki
79. Miss. B
80. Lil' Bitch
…
Tomoyo's eyebrow went up sideways. She seriously needed organize her address list again.
…
104. Hyra
105. Minx
106. Must Kill
…
Just out of curiosity, she pressed the number 106 and 'OK'. The pleasant ringing tone, terrible rocking music, boomed in her ear as she waited for the "Must Kill" girl to pick up the phone.
Finally, someone picked it up. But instead of a girl's voice, she heard a deep man's.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Is the bitch of the owner of the phone next to you?"
Tomoyo asked, grinning to herself. She seriously needed to do some "release stress" stuff.
"Sorry, who is this?"
Tomoyo grinned, the voice sounding ever so cute to her ears.
"You wouldn't know. Where's your girlfriend, boy?"
"Who is it?"
Another voice was heard. A higher, more sharp sort of voice. Tomoyo's forehead crumpled instantly into frowns.
"Don't worry."
The deep voice said.
"Who is this?" He asked again.
"Yukito! Just hang it with the phone and help me here a bit! I'm a bit stuck!"
The high-voiced words struck Tomoyo like a sledge hammer. The "Must Kill"! Number 106! The number she dialed just before almost meeting her own death! It was Meiling!
"Who is-"
Tomoyo hung up. FAST.
Breathing a small sigh, hoping Yukito didn't have the good enough memory to remember her number that appeared on his phone window every morning and night during the last two years, with text messages or voice message saying ridiculous, yet sweet words… like: "Good morning, sweet Yukito. Rise and shine, my one and only prince. Love always, Your guardian angel Tomoyo," or, "Good night, my one love, my light, my life. Because of you and you only do I live this life. Sleep well, my fair man, and I'll see you tomorrow, darling. Always rest in peace. Your angel, Tomoyo."
Tomoyo shook her head quickly to let the thoughts pass through. She needed not to digress and call someone who would help her. Someone whom she could thrust into their hands her life and know she'll live for 300 years or more… someone like…
Number 200!
The very last number in her address list. It bore the holy name of…
Kinomoto Sakura.
A relieved smile spreading upon her lips, Tomoyo quickly pressed the number 200, then "OK". The rocking sound rocked her head again. But only once.
"Hi Tomoyo, haven't heard from you for a while, I wasn't sure whether to put your number in the dead list or not. I just left it where it is, and lucky for you I have. Tomoyo? Something going on?"
Tomoyo smiled. Sakura was always so cheerful. And she was SUCH a chatterbox.
"Yes. Something IS going on. How did you know?"
"Well, it was easy to figure out. Usually, I only get up to "Hi Tomoyo, have-" and you cut in and say, "No I haven't. listen…" and go on about something that you might need. But don't worry. It never harms my spirits. See? You would never ask how I would know something. And you have. Very unusual. VERY QUEER."
Tomoyo smirked at Sakura's voice faltering, meaning dear Sakura was becoming more confused.
"Look Sakura, you've got to help me with this."
"Whatever it is, I'm glad I'm needed."
Sakura's reply came instantly.
"Well, I'm glad you're glad."
Tomoyo took a deep breath.
"You see, Jay's coming back. Well, he's already come back."
She heard Sakura let out a loud gasp.
"That's wonderful! Now you two can finally get married! Wow! Can I be your flower girl, or the bridesmaid or whatever?"
Tomoyo's big breath ran out. Puffing, Tomoyo shook her head irritably.
"Yes, Sakura. Whenever the right time comes for him to propose. But this time, it's a different case. There's a problem."
"Yes. What is it?"
So innocent… Tomoyo grumbled.
"Sakura…"
"Yes. Just tell me what it is."
Came the confident reply. Tomoyo took a deep breath.
"I'm a boy."
…
……………
…………………………………..
"You're a what!" A surprised shriek, followed by a big breath and a long speech.
"I don't believe it! You, a boy? Tomoyo the great fighter girl was a boy indeed? Oh my god! What about all the slumber parties the girls had! I thought you ran around naked three times at Milly's house! How can this be? You said you didn't have a breast enlargement or any plastic surgery! You lied! And your hair! It was a wig! I thought you didn't mean it when you said you liked Yukito! OH MY GOD! You're gay! I didn't know! It's like all the other people said! You were a boy in disguise as a girl as well as mentally and sexually abnormal! They all said you would be and I didn't believe them! I don't believe it! How can this-"
Tomoyo was about to pass on all the things she was blabbering, but her ears pricked.
"Wait a minute. Who said I'm a boy?"
Instant reply always came without thinking when Sakura was over-excited.
"Leiko and Celia and a few other girls from your gang sometimes would say that you're a boy in disguise as a girl and stuff like that, and sometimes that you were gay, and sometimes that you were…"
Suddenly realizing what she was saying, Sakura stopped. And chose the best solution. Change subject.
"So… you really are a boy?"
Tomoyo sighed.
"No, Sakura. We grew up together. You know very well I'm not a boy since you know I've got that hideous mole on my left ass that I tried numerous times to cut off but failed."
A silence came from the other side, and Tomoyo could only hear soft breathing of Sakura.
"Are you sure?"
Duh…
"Yes, Sakura. I'm so sure and I can tell you why. I've been ordered by mum after the Celia thing at the beginning of the year to disguise as a boy for my punishment. And I had to cut off my hair and come to Rosmini Boys' High."
"Well that's horrible!"
Sakura exclaimed. Tomoyo sighed, feeling compassion for herself.
"Yes, I know. But more importantly, Jay's come back and he wants to see me-"
"Where are you now? I'll be over in a moment."
"Dorm building 1, second floor and room number 24. Just tell the boys that you're Tom's sister. IF, they ask."
Without another answer, Sakura hung up.
She was so handy sometimes. Very handy. Understood the most simplest expressions anytime anyday, and was always willing to help. Uniquely the only girl Tomoyo could trust in the whole wide world.
About 3 minutes passed when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in, the door's open."
And in came Sakura, a large picnic bag swinging on her arm. She stopped at the doorway and looked warily at Tomoyo.
"Tom, my dear brother."
She started grandly.
"I've come to save you're life."
"Sakura, I must've gained. The backside's a bit tight."
Tomoyo complained, while moving her shoulders uncomfortably here and there. Sakura whacked Tomoyo on the back, and continued to fix the wig on with pins.
"They're supposed to be tight, Tomoyo. You were never weighted. And now you're just normal."
"I don't like being normal."
"You're as normal as any girl, I mean, boy, um… whatever gender you are."
Sakura snapped back, annoyed at the little mix-up she had in the middle of her sentence.
"Now, make-up."
After searching through her make-up bag, Sakura saw Tomoyo's face… expressing absolute disgust.
"I know you don't like wearing other people's make up, and I also know you don't have any of your make-up left. Besides, we don't have much time left and the boys here will recognize you as Tom Daidouji."
Sakura gave a quick sigh.
"I always wondered who the Tom Daidouji guy could be… He was ever so cute and sweet in the pictures…"
"The pictures?"
Tomoyo's eyebrow lifted sideways. Tom never had signed up for modeling.
"Oh, all the girls from last year go to Tomoeda girls' High now. And we've got pretty good stalkers there."
Tomoyo rolled her eyes, and Sakura began to put make up on her face, still sighing.
"I wished so much he was real…"
"Shut up."
Just as Tomoyo's face had been powdered with foundation and some lip gloss and the eyeliner had been put on, the sound of the door opening could be heard. The girls turned around instantly, and saw, in horror, as the door knob began turning. Tomoyo's eyes widened.
"Quick, I locked the door. Move your stuff!"
Sakura whispered urgently, throwing the remaining wig and clothes into the basket.
"But I need some eyeshadow!"
Tomoyo almost screamed in the situation, just because she couldn't look perfect. Sakura grabbed a handful of Tomoyo's wig, and threatened to pull. It was then that Tomoyo realised she couldn't apply anymore make-up on her face. Sighing, she threw her boy's clothes under her bed, and quickly helped Sakura pick up her make-up.
"Tom? That's funny. I thought he was going to be in the whole day."
Tomoyo heard Yuki talk, and his hands finding the keys. With sweaty palms, Tomoyo threw the last of Sakura's make-up in, and Sakura shut the picnic basket. Just then, the door opened.
"Tom! Huh?!!"
It was all clearly expressed in the simple sentence, "Huh?" that Yuki's surprise was greatly great.
"Who are you?"
Sakura put on her wide-eyed, puppy look face.
"Who are you?"
Jay looked over from Sakura to Tomoyo, then Tomoyo to Sakura.
"I'm Jay… and… are you here to see Tom?"
Before Tomoyo could answer, Sakura sent her magnificently adorable smile flying towards Jay.
"Yes. We were. I'm Kinomoto Sakura, and this is Tomoyo, Tom's girlfriend." She paused. Tomoyo simply smiled, and let her carry on.
"We were here to see how Tom's been going on. Your room's so tidy there's nothing to clean! It must be you… Tom never cleans up properly. Doesn't he, Tomoyo?"
Sakura nudged the silent Tomoyo. Tomoyo smiled, despite Sakura putting her down with the "Never cleans properly" insult.
"Yes. I was wondering where Tom could be. I just heard news from his parents that he was here!"
She smiled beautifully, and Yuki seemed dazzled. He let a sly grin pass his face.
"His girlfriend, eh? Well, he never mentioned anything of you!"
Tomoyo sweatdropped. Since when was she ever mad enough to call herself her own boy/girlfriend?
"Oh really? He is rather shy, I'm afraid. Well, I should go now. I'll see you sometime, I suppose!"
Tomoyo said, and passed Yuki, giving him a small, flirtatious look as she walked out. Sakura smiled as well. "Cya!"
On her way out, Tomoyo's insides froze as she saw Eriol leaning on the wall. But still smiling, she walked past him without a word. Seeing Tomoyo tremble slightly in her usually perfect steps, Sakura cocked her head sideways and spotted the navy haired boy leaning against the wall, his head slightly facing down, but his eyes following Tomoyo. Sakura shrugged. Tomoyo was always so popular! But this guy honestly was freaky. The atmosphere around him almost felt heavy!
Tomoyo smiled. She could only manage that at this state. There, sitting on the bench, was Jay… looking the other way from her, but never mind, since she was going to jump on him and make him surprised.
"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
One loud scream of delight, a shadow cast over him, and a light weight thumping down onto his lap.
"Oh Jay, I missed you so bad!" Tomoyo exclaimed, and planted a big red kiss upon his forehead, smooching all over his face. Jay laughed, trying to cover his embarrassment with it, but Tomoyo cared for nothing about the people giggling as they walked past.
Jay managed to calm her down after a while, and they sat on the bench, smiling and looking into each other's eyes. This was when Tomoyo became softer than a soft toy. Or the Mr. Whippy ice cream Jay enjoyed. When she was gazing into Jay's deep, rather grey blue eyes, and Jay was looking into her two perfect amethyst orbs.
They had a wonderful time together. They went to a beautiful lakeside restaurant, had a quite romantic date, and expressed all their love and passion for each other, whilst Pp the writer kept gagging as she typed furiously.
Tomoyo sighed, looking up at the big yellow moon, so beautiful, shining down upon the two most beautiful couple in the whole wide world…
"Isn't the moon so beautiful?"
She asked dreamily. She looked up at Jay, who looked down at her and smiled.
"Yeah. But you're much more beautiful than she is."
"Oh, Jay~!"
Tomoyo's coy voice followed a small, playful tap on his shoulder. Then Tomoyo looked back up at the moon, leaning on Jay's firm shoulder.
"Jay?"
"Hm?"
"How long will you be here for?"
"Three months."
Tomoyo pulled out of his arms and looked up at him with tearful puppy eyes.
"ONLY three months?"
Jay chuckled at her melancholy voice and turned her around, so they were once again looking into each other's eyes.
"It was the most I could manage, Tomoyo. And it's all for you."
"Aw… you shouldn't have."
Tomoyo's voice faltered in happiness of being loved. Jay smiled. And once again, they sat, looking at the moon.
"Shitty shitty shit shit…"
Tomoyo whispered as she climbed in through the window. She didn't realise the time had gone by this much! And this fast!
It was over midnight. She was in big trouble. She had parted with Jay at the bus stop, smiling, telling him he could ring her anytime. Lie. But right then and there, she had realised the time had gone by so much, that she just had to get back… or else be locked outside as a girl, and not be allowed in.
To the tune of "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" she began whispering "Shitty Shitty Shit Shit", while she climbed through an open window in her short skirt and all, and catwalked up the stairway.
Tomoyo held her breath in tight as she slowly turned the knob of her door. Yuki was in there. She could NOT manage him seeing her. OR wake up to find 'Tom' hasn't got back there yet.
She pulled the door knob. Nothing. Nothing happened. Meaning, literally, the door wouldn't open.
"Open Open Open!!!"
Tomoyo's whispers became louder as she tugged slightly at the door knob. But the door just wouldn't open.
"Open! You bastard!"
She yelled in frenzy, and hit it hard. Now there was a dent on the door… and it also swung forwards.
"Idiot!"
Tomoyo punched herself with the mighty fist, and scanned the room quickly. No one… one minute, NO ONE?!!
Alarmed, she looked more closely at Yuki's bed. She was right. Her eyes weren't fooling her. No one. Not at all.
Thinking where the hell Yuki could be, but still relieved he wasn't there, Tomoyo walked in and picked up her high heels after her. She raced to the bathroom, and relieved, she relished a long, refreshing shower.
Happy, a big smile making her dimples stand out even better, she stepped out of the shower. Just then, she froze to hear some footsteps.
"That's funny. The light in the bathroom's on."
A very sleepy voice… of Yuki's. Tomoyo held her breath. It would be better if he just turned off the light. She could tell him the next morning that she came in only minutes after he went to sleep. Wait a second… He went to sleep? Where?
As she was rolling her brain, she heard some more footsteps. But it didn't really matter for her… or did it?
"Hang on, maybe Tom's back now."
'That's funny…'
Tomoyo thought. Why the hell was he telling her what was going on with him? Was he with someone? Or did he always talk in his sleep? Or maybe he just was always a self-conversational person.
But she soon found, she needn't worry of that. Because just a moment after his words, and a soft mumbling sound, the bathroom doorknob began to turn. Tomoyo paled.
She was standing in the middle of the bathroom, her female clothing strewn all over the bathroom floor, wig on the toilet seat, and naked… from head to toe.
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