Disclaimer: I own no CCS.
Sai-chan: This one is really short. I haven't been updating for a while and I originally intended this one to be another chaptered story but I've been and am still really busy so only time can tell.
I came up with this when our English teacher was not around. Hope you like it. I got the idea from reading Eriol's profile.
Dedication: To Bloody-Stiletto-chan! Yes, I am a Filipino and am proud to be one. Thanks yet again!
So here it is…
Anata
Another ET fic by the lazy Sai-chan
Purple eyes watched water drip from the galvanized roof to the smooth pavement of the school parking lot with an air of boredom and amusement rolled into one.
Sighing she took a glance at her wristwatch. It read 5:30 and thirty more minutes of waiting and she'll lose her head.
Lazily she swung her legs like a toddler humming a tune she heard earlier.
"Your ride's not here yet?" a deep baritone asked behind her.
She looked at the owner of the voice not at all surprised and smiled.
"Hiirigizawa-kun…"
"It's Eriol, Dai-"
"Tomoyo"
They both laughed. They were always like this, polite acquaintances bordering against good friends. For three years they've been trying to cross the line over cups of tea, strolls in the park and short conversations but never got too far, for when one did, the other wouldn't. They just can't come up with the same conclusion at the same time.
Not that they mind.
He joined her in the bench.
"Why aren't you home yet?" she asked him - not that she does not know, for she does and it gives them something to talk about.
"I needed to run some errands," came his usual reply.
It was a lie naturally, for the reincarnation of the world's most powerful sorcerer never run errands. She knew it was a lie but didn't mind and was rather grateful.
He stayed to make sure she's okay.
He's been doing that ever since he came back from England on their first day in junior high, popping out of nowhere, accompanying her in school works, lunch breaks, choir practices, walking her home, at times visiting her on weekends. Some would comment they are like a couple but she would always shake her head no and smile.
They are acquaintances acknowledging each other's presence, all the way courteous and polite; close to being friends, teaming up in teasing Sakura and Syaoran every once in a while at times accompanying them in their dates when Touya would not allow his sister to go anywhere with the Chinese gaki; at times friends, simply being there in silence – this is one of those days.
They share no words in the rain and both were comforted without them knowing or intending to do so.
She for a love that never was and will never be and he for a love lost and never to have again.
"It's getting late, can I have the honor of walking such a fine lady home?" he asked standing up and gentlemanly offering a hand to a bemused Tomoyo.
"You always have, sir" she said accepting the hand.
Eriol chuckled and they walked out of the school parking lot under one umbrella.
An auburn haired girl looked at a clean sheet of paper with the Daidouji Toy Company Logo in it with confused green eyes. Beside her, a chestnut haired lad with amber eyes wear the same expression with a partial scowl due to the presence of a smirking English exchange student seated across him, the same paper in hand.
They all averted their gaze to the raven haired lass typing frantically in her laptop, her eyes focused on the screen loose bangs slightly hiding them.
The three opened their mouths but no words came out.
Then it closed.
It opened.
It closed.
And opened yet again.
Breaking their pattern the waitress arrived with cups of warm coffee and slices of strawberry cake.
A few bites, a few sips and finally the English lad spoke up breaking the silence.
"What is this for, Daidouji-san?"
"It's Tomoyo," the lass corrected her eyes still glued to the screen.
He smirked. Talk about stubborn.
"Tomoyo-san, what is this for?" he tried again.
"It's a wish list," she answered simply.
"You want us to write what we want this Christmas?" the auburn haired girl squeaked, her fingers clutching her china cup quite cautiously, spilling coffee in the process, staining the white table cloth.
Her best friend's been pretty busy lately. And for some strange reason she has a bad habit of feeling queasy when her best friend is moody.
The silence reigning in their table in the middle of a busy coffee shop is not helping matters any.
"Yes, I've been too busy lately with school work and choir practice I was not able to shop early," Tomoyo answered still working in her laptop.
Another silence and she felt guilty.
"Gomen ne, Sakura-chan I've been too caught up with things…" Tomoyo said closing her laptop and taking a sip of her lukewarm coffee.
Sakura smiled and the Chinese lad sighed.
The tension was gone and they started having a light conversation like normal junior high school students. They talked about high school entrance exams, their upcoming physics project, plans for the Christmas vacation and Spinel Sun's latest sugar attack. Before they knew it was time to go home and they went their separate ways. Sakura and Syaoran towards Penguin Park and Tomoyo and Eriol to the bus stop.
On their way to the bus stop it started snowing.
Tomoyo looked at the sky in awe.
Eriol smiled.
"Should we go take a sit somewhere and wait till it stops?" he asked.
She nodded and for the second time that day they were clutching China cups watching snowflakes frost the windows. With a lazy finger she wrote her name in the glass pane.
"So, when are you planning to go Christmas shopping?" Eriol asked starting a conversation.
"Probably, this weekend... We no longer have choir practice, so I have plenty of spare time…" she answered pulling out the sheets of paper she had them answer earlier.
Sakura wanted a new lunchbox and Syaoran a new baseball cap. She wouldn't have a hard time finding those... and then her forehead wrinkled and she raised a questioning brow to the lad before him.
"Is there anything on my face?" he asked setting his cup down.
"Himitsu? Hiirigizawa-kun…" she started.
"Eriol-kun," he corrected.
This time it was her turn to grin which she tried to conceal.
"Eriol-kun,I thought I said wish list – what you wanted, not another mystery," Tomoyo said enunciating her words, her eyes rolling.
He smiled and called for the waiter for their bill. Placing a number of bills on the table, he grabbed Tomoyo by the hand and walked out of the coffee shop not answering her question.
"Hey! Take it easy will you? Why are we in such a hurry?" Tomoyo whined as she clumsily followed behind Eriol who's still having a firm hold on her hand.
"Nothing" he said simply, slowing down his pace.
"You're weird, you know that?" Tomoyo mused stifling a smile,
"Thank you. I take that as a compliment," he said grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Stop pulling my leg, Eriol-kun! Now start explaining why you had himitsu in your wish list!" Tomoyo demanded stopping from her tracks, her hands on her hips, brows arching.
Eriol stopped as well and looked at her seriously.
"Anata-desu," he said in a bare whisper tucking a stray strand of Tomoyo's hair behind her ear and brushing off some snowflakes in her hair and coat.
"Come again?" Tomoyo asked surprised. He was closer and she could practically feel his breath.
"A-na-ta-de-su," he repeated cupping her chin single-handedly and claiming her lips his.
Sai-chan: I honestly don't know how the whole thing sounds. Please do review and make my day nevertheless.