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Ok. I'm an ass.
I officially declare myself so.
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Believe me, this is the second to last chapter of Hegirl.
Great, huh?
Enjoy!
Eriol was missing.
He didn't return home that night, and he didn't the next day. Or the day after. Or the day after that day after, for that matter.
It was now four days since he had gone missing. And surprise, surprise… Tomoyo was worried sick to death.
"Where the HELL is he?" She screamed. Yuki understood her frustration, and patted her head lightly. Instinctively, she pushed his hand away.
"He'll be alright, wherever he is." Yuki assured, smiling lightly, yet still worried himself. Tomoyo snorted.
"Yeah right, he's probably tied up and left to starve to death somewhere cuz somebody didn't like his smile. Urgh! He's an excellent example of how human failures end up trying to achieve a high reputation with the smile that actually absolutely stinks!"
Hearing her infuriated words, Yuki laughed.
"Hey! Don't laugh at me!" She shouted, but Yuki laughed even more heartily. Tomoyo frowned. Since when did she become such an easy subject to laugh at? She had to stop this.
"Don't you dare laugh at me!" Tomoyo yelled, and slapped Yuki on his back. Yuki coughed, and quiet down. Tomoyo plunged into a pool of thoughts, once again.
Where could he be? Honestly, didn't he know that he had just left his home to the care of a fighting maniac that never cleaned or did washing before? Let alone, COOK FOOD!
"I'm going home." Tomoyo muttered, and picked up her bag. Yuki stared at her, and caught her wrist as she passed by. Unconscious of her doings, Tomoyo turned gracefully, grabbed Yuki's arm, and twisted it behind his back. A yell of pain, and Tomoyo, wide-eyed, let go. Yuki glared at her, rubbing his arm, but Tomoyo's eyes were blank and she didn't respond with an apology or anything. After glaring at her for a while without any response, Yuki sighed.
"Tom, I'm moving back to the school dorms next weekend."
Silence.
"Tom. I'm going back to the dorms. Tom? Are you listening?" Yuki waved his hands in front of her eyes, and a few seconds later, Tomoyo jerked.
"Huh? Sorry. I just missed what you said. What did you say?"
"Gees, Tom. I said I'm going back to the dorms this weekend. Wanna come and help me pack? You can come back as well, you know."
"Oh… I'll come and help if I can." Tomoyo replied absent-mindedly. She turned, slinging her bag on her right shoulder. "I'll see you around."
"Yeah. Right." Yuki replied, looking at her disappearing shape. He sighed.
"I don't know what's gotten into Tom these days… Eriol seems to bother him a lot." Then his brows furrowed. "Eriol…"
Pulling his mobile out of his back pocket, Yuki dialed '3' and waited as he heard the rock music ringtone. The ringing stopped. Someone picked up the phone on the other side.
Not bothering to mutter a greeting, Yuki stayed silent. So did the person on the other side of the line. Finally, Yuki spoke up.
"Anything new, Eli?"
"We shall meet again! My fair lads! If we be destined, that is."
A drunk sailor. That's what she was.
"If our paths shall cross! We shall meet again! Till then, fair lads!"
Tomoyo called into the empty street. She turned, pivoted on spot, and hopped to one side then to the other.
"With my great smart machine, the navigator, I shall find my way home!"
She cried as she pulled out the pendant she'd found in Eriol's house. The jewel glimmered in the dim streetlight.
"Eriol, I'm HOME!" Tomoyo yelled as she entered through the door. No reply. Of course, he was missing!
Slamming the door behind her, she pushed her way though the cupboard to a bottle of whisky she'd spied last week. With the big bottle in her hand, she slumped down onto the sofa.
Tomoyo sat there, sipping the hot liquid for a few minutes before she began to doze off.
"That BEEP of a BEEP…" Tomoyo murmured in her half-consciousness. "All he thinks about is himself…"
There were footsteps outside the door. Tomoyo screwed up her face.
"And all he ever does is smile…"
The squeak of the door knob turning.
"That idiotic, I-know-it-all kind of smart-ass smile…"
Footsteps sounding much closer and much louder. At a sudden movement, Tomoyo turned towards the door.
There, stood someone. Tomoyo couldn't tell who it was. She really didn't care, either.
"Hello, and welcome!" She began with a slurred tongue, smiling and feeling sick. "Welcome, welcome. This isn't my house, so you can take whatever you want if you want. I tell you, it's not stealing. I give you permission."
A surprised sort of silence followed. Tomoyo continued to stare at the visitor, hoping she didn't sound too weird.
Then, a sudden burst of laughter sounded. Tomoyo suddenly felt wide awake. She knew this laugh… the rare, one-of-a-kind laugh.
Eriol!
"You ASSHOLE!" Tomoyo screamed, and jumped up. From all that whisky, she tilted, and fell straight into his arms. As she felt his arms around her, secure and warm, she smiled.
"You idiot, you stupid, damn, mean, bitchy…" She looked up, and saw Eriol's navy eyes smiling down at her. "Eriol!"
Suddenly, tears spurted from her eyes. She was SO emotional.
Clinging to his neck, hoping he won't push her away, she poured tears down his shirt.
"It's okay, Tom." Eriol said, lifting her up and sitting down on the couch with her on his lap.
"It's NOT okay, you idiot!" Tomoyo wailed. "And don't call me Tom! That stupid, bloody, idiotic name! I'm NOT Tom!"
Eriol smirked. "Okay, Little Miss Tomoyo. What's wrong."
"Nothing's wrong!" Tomoyo flailed helplessly.
"Oh, something must be wrong, or else you wouldn't break the code of conduct."
"What code of conduct? Fuck the code of conduct. Wrap it up with glad wrap and throw it down to burn in the fires of hell!" Tomoyo yelled, beating Eriol's chest with her fists. She wasn't fully conscious to note that she was strong enough to kill him when her emotion-meter was full.
Eriol stayed silent until she stopped beating. "Re-" Cough. False start. Eriol winced, and started again.
"Remember? You will not touch alcohol of any form under this roof, and no skin contact of any sort allowed."
Tears welled up again in Tomoyo's momentarily dried eyes.
"To HELL with it!" Tomoyo howled. She put her arms around Eriol's neck and sadly looked into his eyes.
"Eriol…"
"Hm?"
"I have another proposal to make…" She wished she hadn't drunk so much. It was making her dozy after all that crying.
"Go ahead!" He smiled. "But I can't guarantee it will be accepted."
"I think…" Tomoyo tried to focus her eyes on Eriol. But her eyelids just seemed so heavy. She blinked hard.
"…I really think…" She repeated, her eyes half closed. Eriol's smile grew. She looked so cute!
"…I love you…"
Eriol blinked. Something had just struck him, hard.
Tomoyo fell forwards, snuggling close up against him as she continued to murmur "…or something of that sort… you know… love, love, love… something like that…"
"Eriol…"
"Yeah?"
She just had to ask this question. She couldn't bear facing him without knowing the truth.
"Did I… do something last night?"
"Sure."
OH MY GOD. She knew it. She must've done something really embarrassing, cuz he was smirking so bad!
"Okay, whatever I did, I didn't mean to do that… wait a second, did I drink that!" Tomoyo stared, aghast, at the bottle of whisky lying round on the floor.
"Sure did." Eriol said, fixing his uniform tie. "The whole thing."
"I'm sorry!" Tomoyo exclaimed. Then, she thought: "Why the HELL am I saying SORRY!"
It must've been weird. Eriol was looking at her like she WAS weird.
"Is that what you were expecting? PAH! Sorry, but HELL NO."
Eriol turned and faced her. She felt her heart miss a beat.
"Tomoyo."
"Don't you bloody hell call me that name!"
"I wish you'd stop saying hell."
"Ha! Then I'll say it heaps! Hell hell hell hell…"
"How's heaven?"
Tomoyo scowled.
"It's a beautiful word." Eriol grinned. "Much more lovely than hell."
Tomoyo stood, bummed out. Is there fungi growing in his brain? Just as she was about to ask him, Eriol pulled her to his chest and ruffled her hair.
"Your hair's grown long, Tom. Better cut it off."
Tomoyo gave lame efforts to pull out, and to her surprise, he let her go.
To her even bigger surprise, she felt… disappointment.
"Hey!"
"Eriol!"
As they entered the school gates, Yuki and Sumi came rushing over. Giving Tomoyo a giant bear-hug, and clinging onto her, Sumi waved enthusiastically at Eriol.
"Sumi, I think you might want to let go."
"Tom, I don't really think so." Sumi said, and smiled up at Tomoyo. "Um… Tom?"
Sumi let go of her sweetheart. Witnessing the miracle, Eriol and Yuki faced them, and for a moment they all stared at her. Tomoyo's face was hard, with a twist of bitter anger and slight annoyance. It took a while before Eriol thought smart and followed her gaze…
To a lady walking towards them.
12cm high heels, a sexy dress and long blonde tresses.
Sonomi.
She stopped right in front of Tomoyo. Her face held a beautiful smile. Suddenly, she let out a scream of delight and flung herself onto her "son".
"Darling! I missed you SO much!" She planted a perfect kiss upon Tomoyo's lips.
Yuki and Eriol had to lift Sumi up in the air and wave her around a few times. She was fuming, and smoke was coming out of her ears.
Sonomi stepped back, her arm still around Tomoyo and wiping tears from her eyes.
"WHAT!" Tomoyo shouted. "are you doing here?"
Sonomi smiled beatifically. "I missed you so much. I love you."
"You forget the past so easily." Tomoyo glared at her. The PAST, you damnationing mother! The PAST!
"Who are these people?" Sonomi asked, bouncing side to side on her heels. "Oh, I like your eyes." Her hand touched Yuki's chest.
"You said EYES, not CHEST. Get OFF him!" Tomoyo pulled her away in exasperation. "Guys, this is mum. Mum, these are my friends."
At the word "mum", Sumi perked up. And released herself from Eriol's grasp immediately.
"Tom's mother?" She held out her hand to Sonomi, smiling. "I am your future daughter-in-law, Sumi."
Sonomi's delighted expression deleted what was left of Tomoyo's love for her mother. And for Sumi.
Sonomi took her hand graciously, and even pulled Sumi over and planted a lovely lipstick mark on her cheek. "Sonomi Daidouji."
"Shoo, Sumi. Shoo." Tomoyo pulled her away from the evil. Sumi, thought idiotic, wasn't a devil. She put her to the care of Yuki. "Sorry guys, go ahead. Tell what's-his-name I'm having a tearful reunion with my long-lost mother."
As they disappeared into the school building, Tomoyo turned to face her mother.
"Mum." She fiercely began. "I'm doing well, I breathe well, I eat well, I sleep well, I shit well, you have nothing to worry, why are you here?"
"Oh darling," Sonomi smiled. "I'm not worrying about that."
"There must be a reason why you are here."
"I just really missed my little boy." Sonomi cooed.
"I didn't really miss you at all." Tomoyo replied, but Sonomi didn't hear.
She shook her golden locks, and pulled out a 'Kill Tomoyo Daidouji' poster from her bag. It was from Tomoeda Girl's High.
"The only thing I'm really worried about right now…" For the tiniest moment, her eyes looked sympathetic. "…is how you're going to handle Tomoeda Girl's High next year."
Okay! That's all folks!
Next chapter will be up in a week or two. I SWEAR! (I'll slit meself if I don't do that.)
Last chapter of Hegirl! It's so exciting!> !
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