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"WHAT!"

"I'm so sorry dear." Sonomi continued, not looking the tiniest bit like she's telling the truth. "But you were on the waiting list for three thousand years, and…"

"I was BORN almost 17 years ago!" Tomoyo screamed at her vilely. "YOU were born two thousand years ago! I have NOT been on the waiting list for three thousand years!"

"You wanted to go, Tomoyo." Sonomi smiled, looking as if that just ended the whole conversation. "You didn't like being a boy, remember?"

"I am NOT Tomo… argh! I will… you…" Tomoyo was lost for words.

But Sonomi was slightly confused. She thought she'd be nice for once. And nice meant she did something good. And doing something good meant she sent Tomoyo to Tomoeda Girl's High, and not to Rosmini Boy's.

It was only after she signed her up at the school and the head girl ran out of the meeting room screaming in vengeance that she noticed the "Kill Tomoyo Daidouji" poster on the wall.

She was completely and utterly innocent.

And that's what she told Tomoyo.

The effect was great.

It was better than Pp finding out the Great King Alexander was actually gay.

Tomoyo's face flashed purple, green, red, blue, orange, then to hot pink as the creepy "King Kong" OST soundtrack came on and lightning flashed in the suddenly darkened sky.

"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She yelled, and beat her chest. Just thank God it was bound.


The funniest thing is, Tomoyo thought. That his face should be the first thing in my mind when I heard that damnationing news…

She was walking along the street towards home, (which is, of course, actually Eriol's home, and she's just a "boarder" there) and thinking about Sonomi and next year and next year and Eriol.

Tomoyo decided it was just the common panic reaction. When the face of the last person she saw springs to life in her mind after the shock.

But the last person she saw was the depressing sight of her beautiful mother.

OK. Tomoyo thought to herself.

"I like him." She said it aloud. OH MY GOD, she said it aloud!

It was like she was admitting to the whole nation on a stage, under the spotlight that she had clawed and purred at Eli before pouncing on him and let's not say the rest.

But this was worse. She had just admitted to herself that she was dressed up as a guy and falling for a double-faced, smart-ass-smile freak. It meant she was GAY.

Life is a crazy thing.

"I like him." She repeated to herself. And nearly beat her eyeballs out.

"I don't." She tried the plastic dagger from the drama room at her stomach, before she realized she said something right. "But I do."

She faced an open door. She stepped in, and took off her shoes. Eriol must be in.

Tomoyo thought for two seconds as she put her bag on the kitchen table. And decided she will give it a go.

Yes. She was going to tell him that she liked him.

For the first time in her life, she was going to do something called confessing.

Tomoyo was about to knock on his bedroom door when she heard his voice.

"Hide. They will come for you."

"And I thought you could protect me. That was a part of the whole deal."

Another voice. Calm, smooth, and cool. Even more so than Eriol's.

"The deal." Eriol repeated. Frowning, Tomoyo put her ear on the door.

"And a contract you violated."

"I was getting tired."

Tired? Tomoyo leaned on the door.

"Completely understandable." Came Eriol's mocking voice.

"And completely professional. I expect a blank cheq-"

Tomoyo fell. No really, she fell, right into the middle of their conversation. As she lay there, completely aware of the two sets of eyes boring down upon her, she thought: "SHIT!"

"Tomoyo." Two voices called her simultaneously.

She instantly looked up. And saw, to her surprise…

Eli.

"WHAT!" She jumped to her feet. "How the hell…"

It was then that she noticed he was not normal. He was different. AB-normal, in Eli's standards.

He looked hot.

That was so WRONG.

"I will go." Eli smirked, and suddenly planted a kiss on Eriol's cheek. Tomoyo's world CRASHED.

"Are you GAY!" She put on her idiosyncratic disgusted expression. Here was another person she needed to add to her "two-faced hotties" list.

For a moment, there was silence. Eli stood, with his hand positioned lightly upon Eriol's hips, and way too close to Eriol, who stood, completely expressionless.

Tomoyo strongly wanted to believe he was standing there, complete with shock and topped up with an open-eyed unconsciousness.

"Eriol!" Suddenly, fast footsteps at the door. Coming into the house, coming in, and successfully into the room. "Eli just-"

Here was another surprise.

Yuki.

"Um…" Tomoyo stared. "What's going on?" She looked from the puffed-out, equally caught-guilty Yuki, to Eli being homo-sexual then to Eriol, who just stood there looking stupefied.

"Everything's been done, Yuki." Eli smirked. "Well, most things. You're a bit late."

Yuki didn't reply. He just looked from Eriol to Eli to Tomoyo, then stopped. "Why is he…"

"Maybe there's something you both want to tell… him." Eli winked over at Tomoyo, who began to foam at the mouth, and left.


"You hired a guy to play a geek at school?" Tomoyo stormed into the house.

Right. Now she heard everything. She and Yuki just held a national confessing moment. Every single bit of what she could make out from Yuki's weird speech was packed in what's left of her brain.

Eli was Eriol. In tedious detail, it was Eriol's given name. Escaping his Chinese-mafia father's violent grasp, he came to Japan. And making sure he wouldn't be found, he hired someone (Eli) to attend the school under his name, passport, etc. Those who hunted him down by his name would be completely deluded by the time they saw Eli.

Eli was great until they offered to pay him more money than Eriol was.

So he turned him in.

She found Eriol in his room and held up a hand.

"High-five, I think you rock."

Eriol didn't look up.

Tomoyo stared at Eriol, her hand right in his face and wondering if she should begin to glare.

"Well!"

Eriol didn't show any response. Annoyed, Tomoyo tapped his shoulder.

"Okay. So you liked Eli and didn't like being betrayed by him? Do we have more confession coming? Are you gay?"

Suddenly, Eriol looked straight at her.

And that was when she decided she herself didn't have anything to say anymore.

She wasn't that tasteless to like a gaybo like him.

No. She was too good.

He's not worth it.

Confession of her heart was a false alarm.

And this would take a long time to brainwash herself with.

"Go ahead, GAYBOY." Tomoyo glared. "Say something."

"Get out." Cold. He was cold.

"Uh, excuse me?" Tomoyo put on her underworld-princessy voice. "How about, SHUT UP?"

"Yuki's back in his dormitory. Get out of my house now."

"I believe it was you who adopted me in the first place?"

Suddenly, Eriol pushed Tomoyo against the wall. He was close. So close that she could feel his warm breath and thought he would kiss her.

She KNEW he would kiss her.

"No more fantasies, missy." Eriol's hard voice struck her eardrums. "I don't want you here."


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"Tom bro, it's your call." Yuki came out of the bathroom, half nude as always. He held the phone before her sleep-glued eyes. "It looks like Sumi."

"Argh…" Tomoyo groaned, and stretched her hand out, and felt all over Yuki's muscles before pretending to find his hand. It woke her up.

"Sumi?" Tomoyo put the phone to her ear.

It had been months since Tomoyo had been kicked out of Eriol's house.

And months since two seats were emptied in Sparky's class.

And the same months since Eli and Eriol moved away.

And everything was rolling along fine.

"Hi honey! Oh my GOD, it's like, we have a special telepathy or something! HOW did you know it was me!"

It had, also, been weeks since "Tom" started dating Sumi.

And weeks since Sumi replace Tomoyo on the "Must Kill" list of TDLG, Tom Daidouji Lover's Group. But Sumi seemed to cope with it just fine.

"Caller ID, Sum." Tomoyo lay back. "What do you want?"

"Oh come ON, Tom! It's our 50th anniversary!"

Tomoyo winced. "Sumi, we had our 40th and 44th anniversary parties just a few days ago."

"But 50th is supposed to be more special!" Sumi wailed sweetly. Or what was sweet to her own ears, probably. "It's the gold jubilee!" She whispered.

"Okay. Park. 12. Ciao." Tomoyo muttered, flapped the phone shut and threw it onto her bed before shuffling back under her covers.

"Tom, you're gonna be late to school!" Yuki yelled, fixing his tie and watching her from the reflection in the mirror. "You don't want Sparky (aka. Teacher with a prettily sparkling hairless head) on you on the last day of school."

"Oh, but I do!" Tomoyo moaned. "I do I do I do…"

"Shut up." Yuki threw her lunch box -filled with good food- at her. "Don't be late!"

"Of course not!" Tomoyo smiled as she heard the door shut behind him. She picked up her phone, and dialed a certain number that once saved her life and was going to keep it fun.

"Nice to hear you're alive, but it's class time!" The whisper of a certain clumsy auburn-haired girl came through.

"What a pity." Tomoyo tut-tutted. "It's the national wagging day, you idiot!"

"WHAT!"

"Come over. And bring my stuff!"

"I won't be two mins!"

Sakura was SO gullible.


Tomoyo was all ready to go, make up on her face, her boy's uniform transformed ultra-quickly into a cute girl's skirt, no more bindings and ever wanting to go to school.

The only problem was her hair.

But Sakura declared her perfect (after throwing a bucket of curses at her), and that anyone would take one look at her and know she was a girl.


The bell had gone. She was late, one more time.

One last time.

As she came rushing in through the narrowing school gates, the groundkeeper stared at her.

As she ran up the stairs, as she had always done, except this time with her extra-mini skirt flying, the passing school nurse stared at her.

As she opened the door to her class and stepped in, Sparky stared at her.

As she smiled evilly instead of apologetically, and made her way towards her seat, the whole class turned and stared at her with Sparky.

"Tom, why are you dressed like a girl?" Yuki whispered. His eyes ran over her, up and down, and widened. "Where the HELL did you get those fake boobs?"

"They're beautiful. I always knew you were crazy." Daisuke whispered from behind her. "Are they real? Like, did you have… the thing?"

"What thing?" Tomoyo asked, mildly interested.

"The inserts. Are they there for real?"

"Sure."

There were storms of whispers all throughout the classroom, saying she was gay, she was weird, this is surprising, she's hot, who is she, is today Halloween/April fool's, etc etc.

Sparky, who was staring at her with a blank expression on his face, rubbed his eyes.

"Um… excuse me," He stammered. "You are…?"

"Tom Daidouji." She fully enjoyed the gasps and surprised outbursts. "Attending your "officially stupid" class for the last time as my true self, Tomoyo Daidouji."

"WHAT!" Yuki yelled.

Sparky looked down at the roll, looked back up at her again, looked down, and blinked.

Muttering the lamest excuse ever, he shook his head and exited the class.

"WOW." Someone let out a shout. Someone whistled at her from the back of the room.

"Yuki, I'm sorry." Tomoyo smiled, not looking any sorry at all. It was something in the genes. "At least we never did anything stupid." …like drinking beer and get into the same bed, somehow naked.

Tomoyo pushed the outrageous memory out of her mind.

"It's… it's ok." Yuki managed a small smile. He was still staring, rather uncomfortably, at what proved her to be a girl. Tomoyo could tell he was still in shock.

"You know what?" Daisuke tapped her shoulder. She turned around, and met his lips. His stomach met her fist.

After he recovered from his knockdown, Daisuke grinned at her.

"You're the coolest, sexiest, hottest girl ever."

"And now I think you're a complete asshole." Tomoyo replied.

"My first kiss was with Tomoyo Daidouji." He looked honoured. "I'm never brushing my teeth again!"


After threatening to send all her classmates to heaven if they didn't stop pouncing on her to kiss, Tomoyo made her way to meet Sumi.

She was still in her shortened skirt uniform, make up and all.

Sumi spotted her, ran blindly (she could only have run BLINDLY) into Tomoyo's arms.

"I MISSED YOU!" She screamed. "Happy 50th!"

"Yay! Happy 50th!" Tomoyo imitated her.

"Tom, what have you been eating?" Sumi asked, her voice muffled from the hug.

"The same stuff you eat."

"You've got a rather large chest today." Sumi noted, still hugging.

Tomoyo loosened her arms on Sumi, and held her in front of herself.

"Well, you see, Sumi," She smiled casually. "I happen to be a girl."


"You can't go in!"

"Since when? I can go in! She's my fiancé!"

Tomoyo sighed. Here she was. AGAIN.

She pressed the intercom button on her phone. "Let her in."

"Yes, Miss Daidouji." The secretary answered reluctantly.

"TOMOYO!" Sumi burst into the room, and threw her handbag on the couch. Then she threw herself onto Tomoyo.

"Sumi, get off!" Tomoyo threw her away onto the couch and began packing files into her briefcase.

It was five years since Tomoyo told her she was a girl.

It was five years Sumi tried persuading her…

"I booked Thursday for the operation."

…to have a transgender operation.

"You ruined my life!" She declared, after living a second with the news that HE was a girl. And instantly said, "I'll sue you if you don't have a sex change!"

So far, she hasn't signed the papers. She's still into persuading.

"I have a meeting that day." Tomoyo replied. She clicked the briefcase shut. She briskly moved towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I have a meeting." Tomoyo waved her hand in the air. "Ciao for now!"


"What kind of benefactor wants to have a meeting at a café?" Tomoyo muttered as she walked into through the bell-ringing doors.

After graduating from high school, Tomoyo went straight ahead, without University education (because she couldn't stand boy-girl societies) to establishing a toy factory of her own.

And her toy factory now rivaled the one of her mother's in the Japanese toy market.

It was her way of avenging.

Her newest products were the Evil Eli collection, but the carefully designed two-face toys were more costly to make than her previous works. So she needed another sponsor with more dollars.

Walking past the pot plant next to the door, she tripped. And fell into someone's arms.

"Sorry." She mumbled. She tried to stand up straight, but this person just wouldn't let her go.

"PERVERT!" Tomoyo screamed. And dug her fist into this person's stomach.

The guy flinched. But he wouldn't let her go.

Tomoyo could SO tell the whole café's eyes were upon them. She let out a long sigh. The guy sighed along with her. She took a deep breath. He smelled good.

"Let go."

Almost surprisingly, the strong arms holding her loosened, and she pushed herself out of his arms. She looked up, and saw…

Eriol.

"A nice surprise." She blinked.

"Lovely." He looked down at her. "You're hair's long."

"You." Tomoyo's expression suddenly hardened, as if she should've done that ages ago. "TRAITOR!"

"A pervert and a traitor? What am I, the most hate-able on earth?" Eriol laughed.

"You meaniopoos!"

"Your speech have been degraded." He observed.

Tomoyo shook her mentality. She must never play games with this guy. "Why the heaven are you here?"

"Heaven." Eriol's momentarily serious face broke into a smile. "That's sweet."

"And you most definitely are not." Tomoyo glared. "Please move away from my path as I need to attend a meeting."

"With me."

"No." Tomoyo tried to move forward, but Eriol blocked the way.

"You haven't grown." He scratched his chin.

"And you did?"

Tomoyo didn't need an answer to that. She just looked up at him and knew it.

"Good for you. Now MOVE because I have a meeting!"

"Oh, no need to hurry." Eriol smiled.

"Yes need to hurry. Move."

"I say no need. I'm your benefactor. I'm in no hurry to the meeting. It's okay."

Tomoyo stared up at him in disbelief. He smiled down at her.

"You know, there was something I was supposed to say a few years ago." He began, bending down so she didn't have to look so high up at him. "But I forgot to tell you."

"I always knew you lacked something." Tomoyo replied grimly. "A brain."

Eriol ignored her.

"Would you believe me…" A smile started on his face. "…if I told you now, that I had the biggest crush on you…"

He winked.

"…when you were a boy?"



Ok
. Let's have an official serious moment.

This is the official last chapter of He was a girl.

I had so much fun writing this fic, and spent/wasted a lot of time as well

Thank you to all my reviewers, you all rock me heart.

Lots of love to you all!
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NB. Pp's fanfic plans:

Ever heard of the Evil Mother's Trilogy?

Well here it is.

He was a girl, my other fic called Disguise (which was previously deleted several times,) and another fic not yet updated, makes up this Evil Mother's Trilogy.

I will be updating Disguise (New Edition) soon. It will be edited so my spelling mistakes from 2 years ago are fixed. I hope to update as regularly as possible.

Also, I will be soon updating an S+S fanfic called "Just married."

This is also a comedy, and I think you would get a good laugh from it. (Mainly because I wrote it when my brain was still fresh.)
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Please look out for Disguise and Just Married!

Love you all heaps and heaps!