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"I have some good news and some bad news," Tomoyo announced upon joining Sakura, Syaoran and Eriol at the coffee shop a couple of blocks away from Penguin Park. It was the 27th and they all agreed to meet there before seeing a movie and do some shopping and maybe some karaoke. Christmas break will soon be over and they want to make the most out of it.
"You can start with the bad," Syaoran said taking a sip of his coffee.
Sakura and Eriol looked at Tomoyo eagerly.
"Mother's holding a party this New Year's Eve at a hotel right beside a beach resort somewhere south…" Tomoyo said taking her seat beside Eriol and taking off her coat and gloves and hanging it at the back of her chair.
"…and it looks like I'm going get stuck with people two to seven times my age," she finished rolling her eyes sulkily.
"That's too bad… I'd like to help you but," Sakura said sympathetically.
"Oh, will you Sakura? I could really use the company," Tomoyo asked puppy eyed not letting Sakura finish what she was saying and holding her hand dearly.
Sakura sweatdropped. It's hard to turn down her best friend when she was like that.
"I'd love to but Father and I already made plans…" Sakura started.
"Oh, mother mentioned inviting them as well, in fact she already talked to your dad and he agreed," Tomoyo said excitedly. "Nakuru-chan, Yukito-san, and Syaoran's family were invited as well."
"My family?" Syaoran repeated nearly choking his coffee the same time as Eriol. He has a bad feeling where this discussion is leading.
"Yes, Yelan-sama and Mother are new business associates in the telecommunications industry." Tomoyo said with a nod.
"And what's the good news?" Eriol asked dreading Tomoyo's reply.
"It's a costume party and I get to design your costumes!" Tomoyo squealed starry eyed. Her three companions swetdropped. They should have known what was coming.
"We have plenty of shopping to do… Ohohoho!" Tomoyo said with her trademark laugh that did not fail to send shivers to her friends who are now looking at each other darkly.
There's no stopping to Tomoyo Daidouji now.
I'm in a really good mood despite the terrors and hassles of college life. To thank everybody, I made this chap extra special, and will be a two part of some sorts. And don't worry. I'll update by next week (just pray that my pc won't go bonkers and as long as you review). Hopefully, it's not too much for diabetics.
Anata
Chapter 3:A: Rapunzel, Thumbelina and the Frog Prince
By: Akizuki Sai
"This is really pretty, Tomoyo-chan," Sakura commented admiringly as she fidgeted the silky pink sari of her Indian princess costume. "You surely outdid yourself this time."
"I'm glad you like it, Sakura-chan. I knew pink will look good on you!" Tomoyo said in glee from behind her video camera. She was never into soirees finding the whole even tiresome and way too suffocating with all the chatter and dancing but with her friends around she just might have a good time.
"I'm not going out of this room wearing this, Tomoyo," Syaoran said with a scowl, blowing the feather of his turban away from his face only to be irritated yet again when the feather falls back into his face.
"But it looks really good on you, Syaoran-kun," Tomoyo said preparing to use her puppy dog eyes.
The future Li Clan Leader quickly turned his back and sat crossed legged at the edge of Tomoyo's hotel bed. "That's not going to work on me again, Tomoyo." He grumbled closing his eyes stubbornly.
Tomoyo sighed.
"I was kind of expecting this, but I guess I have no choice since Syaoran-kun won't wear the costume," she said walking to her dress drawer. Syaoran stifled a smirk. He is now about to get away from the Daidouji heiress' obsession to costumes.
"Sakura-chan, do you remember the big secret video I was hiding from you?" Tomoyo asked in a feigned innocent voice as she rummaged through her drawer. She's not letting Li Syaoran get his way that easily.
Syaoran paled and looked at Tomoyo who flashed him an innocent smile. Way too innocent.
"The one you wouldn't let me see? Yes, what is it anyway?" Sakura naively asked turning to Tomoyo.
Tomoyo's smile widened into an evil grin that Syaoran swore is staring to be like his despised ancestor's.
"Actually, it is…" Tomoyo started pausing dramatically.
Syaoran gulped. He knew he should have made sure his bedroom was not bug right upon his arrival in Hong Kong back in grade school.
"Sakura, I'm hungry. Let's go get something to eat, ne?" he said practically dragging Sakura outside the room.
"But Tomoyo-chan's about to tell me something and I though you're not going out of the room wearing that costume," Sakura whined as they head to the elevator.
"I changed my mind, I'm hungry," Syaoran grumbled pressing the elevator door close.
Outside the elevator door was a grinning Tomoyo camcorder in hand.
"That video of Syaoran hugging the teddy bear in his sleep surely come in handy," she said giving off an evil cackle.
Disclaimer: I own no CCS. My imotou can assure you that.
Syaoran blew his turban's feather off his face for the 232nd time.
"You look good in your costume, my dear cute little descendant," he heard his archenemy greet from his back.
"You!" Syaoran exclaimed fuming with anger and blowing the stubborn feather off his face yet again as he faced Eriol finely dressed as a pirate an eye patch in his left eye.
"You don't look to happy to see me," Eriol commented joining him by the lounge as people in various costumes walk in and out of the function room.
"You shouldn't be hanging around too much with Tomoyo-chan, your evilness is rubbing in to her and to think she's already evil," Syaoran grumbled as he finally gave up in removing the pesky feather away from his face.
"I take it that you learned a very important lesson today," Eriol said.
Syaoran look at the reincarnated mage questioningly.
"Never underestimate the power of a Daidouji," Eriol chuckled.
"I know. And it's now time to even the odds," Syaoran smirked pulling out his mobile phone. There is only one person who can beat the young Daidouji.
"Daidouji-sama? This is Syaoran Li, I was thinking that…"
"Mother? I thought you're downstairs entertaining our guests," Tomoyo said upon sight of her military uniform clad mother by her hotel suite door.
"Well, I'm not. I had Yelan and her daughters do it for me," Sonomi replied snapping her fingers. On cue uniformed women appeared behind her.
Tomoyo stepped back.
She has a bad feeling about this.
"I expected something more creative from you, Tomoyo," Sonomi said as her attendants replaced Tomoyo's peasant costume.
In a record time of one minute and a half Tomoyo was dressed in a goddess gown, her raven stresses loose with some strands kept away from her hair by a number of bejeweled clips and barrettes.
Tomoyo stared at herself at the full length mirror at the corner of the room.
"Mother, you know that…" she started only to find herself alone in the plush hotel room.
"My camcorder…"
A Dance with Rapunzel
Tomoyo hastily sneaked away from the crowd and disappeared by the elevator. With no one around she found herself slouching on the floor and giving off a sight of relief.
Today was definitely not her day.
Not only was she forced to don an extremely daring costume, her mother confiscated her camcorder (including the spares she hid under her bed) and she did not get to videotape a single kawaii moment of her favorite cousin.
On top of that she was dragged into the company of an obnoxious son of one of her mother's executives and couldn't get rid of him until Nakuru came to her aid.
Getting off the elevator she quickly got into her room and plopped down the king size bed.
Her head was throbbing and she inwardly cursed agreeing to such a party. She felt like a prisoner in a tower with no doors.
Standing up she walked into the balcony for some fresh air.
Taking a deep breath she looked at the view from her balcony admiringly.
"Tomoyo?" a familiar voice called from below.
Tomoyo looked down and was surprised to find the young mage looking up to her. "Eriol?" she smiled.
"The goddess of beauty is smiling down at me," h chuckled.
"No need for flattery, wait for me there," Tomoyo said rushing out of the room only to find herself retreating upon sight of the obnoxious leech earlier that night right across the hall.
"Eriol," she hissed returning to the balcony.
The blue eyed boy looked up at her and removed his eye patch.
"Catch," she said throwing her shoes at him without warning. Eriol managed to catch one shoe. The remaining shoe on the other hand managed to hit him on the head.
Why do her heels love his face so much?
"Oopps, sorry," Tomoyo muttered sweatdropping before tying an improvised rope out of blankets and curtains in the railing, it fell a couple of inches above Eriol's head.
"What are you doing?" he asked although he already has an idea of what she was thinking. "You know I can zap you here in a second."
"Well, I prefer to be dramatic. I may not have Rapunzel's hair but these curtains surely do a great job," Tomoyo mumbled haughtily climbing down the balcony. Reaching the end of the rope Eriol placed a hand on her waist to aid her on her landing and she jumped off only to land on top of him.
"Tomoyo, you're heavy," Eriol managed to say after minutes of silence.
Tomoyo quickly stood up cheeks flushed.
Awkward silence enveloped them until they heard voices coming close to the garden and Tomoyo quickly grabbed Eriol by the hand and led him to a long trail leading to the beach.
"You really have a bad habit of running away from parties, you know that?' Eriol commented as he tries to catch up with Tomoyo's pace.
Tomoyo merely rolled her eyes and let go of his hand and danced around the beach in mirth. Kicking of her heels she whirled around in circles with the grace and flair of a ballerina as Eriol settled himself by the sand.
"You surely are extra cheerful tonight," Eriol said as he watched Tomoyo do the waltz by herself. Even from the beach they could still hear the orchestra Tomoyo's mother hired to perform that night.
"Who wouldn't be when I just got away from that stuffy party?" Tomoyo giggled slightly catching her breath.
"Please thank Nakuru-chan for me by the way. She surely saved my skin from Herbert earlier," she said straightening the tangles of her hair with her fingers.
"The leech who's been hanging around you the whole time?" Eriol asked.
"He's the son of one of mother's executives – an obnoxious one. He has this illusion that I'm actually interested in him and kept dragging me to the dance floor," Tomoyo said rolling her eyes and seating beside Eriol.
"Are you not?" Eriol asked out of the corner of his eye.
"Well… he is good looking…" Tomoyo said thoughtfully, a finger on her cheek. Eriol looked at her with wide eyes.
"But I think I prefer dancing with a pirate better," Tomoyo said playfully grinning and grabbing Eriol by the hand for a dance.
The Daidouji heiress's laughter was infectious and the blue eyed mage found himself dancing merrily all over the shore with her, the crisp winter wind blowing against their faces.
Thumbelina in her Bikini
"Master! I'm so excited!" We're heading to the beach!" Nakuru exclaimed with thirty times more than her usual enthusiasm upon storming the reincarnated mage's hotel room and jumping up and down his bed.
Eriol realizing his guardian's presence covered himself with his blanket to get more sleep. He stayed up really late last night watching the fireworks in celebration of the New Year by the beach with Tomoyo and he was still sleepy.
"Come on, master. It's going to be plenty of fun! Stop being lazy," Nakuru whined childishly poking her master by the ribs.
"I'm really tired, Nakuru. You and Spinel go ahead," Eriol muttered rolling over to the other side of the bed.
"But Suppi is no fun! I need you to connive with me to stuff his mouth with sand and sugar!" Nakuru cried out like a child protesting whenever she didn't get what she wants.
"Shut up Ruby! And it's not SUPPI! If master wants to sleep, let him be," Spinel Sun barked from the window sill where he was reading yet again another century old book.
"You guys are no fun!" Nakuru grumbled disappointed.
Eriol gave a sigh of relief. Now for a peaceful and uninterrupted sleep.
"To think Tomoyo-sama was looking forward to play by the beach… and she was wearing that cute tan bikini!" Nakuru groused walking out of the room.
"Wait! I'm up, I'll just go get changed," Eriol said getting out of bed like a jack-in-a-box and rushing to the bathroom.
The moon guardian winked at Spinel whose cat eyes turned into evil slits arriving at the same conclusion as his counterpart: the reincarnated mage is just like any testosterone driven teenage boy.
Things are going to be extra fun and exciting.
"Master, I didn't dragged you to the beach just to read a ten-year old magazine! Come on, let's play," Nakuru cajoled throwing Eriol's magazine Magic for Dummies away and pulling him out of the chair.
"I'm fine here, Nakuru. You go ahead," Eriol replied curtly, picking up the magazine and returning to his reading.
"If I know you any better, you just want to sit there to watch Tomoyo-sama," Nakuru whispered teasingly.
Eriol felt his cheeks become warm.
"Just kidding, bye!" Nakuru kidded running away before Eriol could choke her.
He wasn't exactly staring if you ask him what he's actually doing, his eyes just happen to drift from the magazine he's reading to the Daidouji heiress playing by the water – way too much.
"Eriol-kun, can I ask you a favor?" Sakura said interrupting his staring, err reading.
"What is it Sakura-chan?" he asked adjusting his glasses.
"Syaoran-kun and I are going for a swim, can you hold the cards for me for awhile?" the green eyed card mistress asked hopefully.
"Of course, Sakura-chan. I can't deprive my descendant of a scenic view now, can I? Eriol smirked taking the cards from Sakura and tucking it in his breast pocket.
"Arigatou, Eriol-kun. Syaoran-kun does love the sea," Sakura smiled waving as she walks away.
Eriol sweatdropped.
Through the years, his daughter-technically- hasn't changed. She's naïve as ever.
"Eriol-kun, can you please pass me a towel?" Tomoyo's cheery voice startled him.
"T-To… here you go," he stuttered handing a white towel to Tomoyo who reclined at the chair beside his.
"The water's really nice. Aren't you swimming?" Tomoyo asked sitting cross-legged and taking a sip of her fruitshake.
Eriol looked away. He was not feeling good.
"Eriol-kun, you're nose's bleeding!" Tomoyo exclaimed in panic upon sight of blood sliding down from Eriol's nose. Quickly she grabbed a tissue from the table beside her and wiped the blood for Eriol. With the growing proximity between them Eriol felt light headed and fainted much to Tomoyo's surprise.
"Eriol!"
"How are you feeling?" Tomoyo asked putting down the book she's been reading upon seeing Eriol wake up.
"B-better. Thank you." Eriol managed to reply, inwardly thanking the heavens that Tomoyo was now wearing an oversized t-shirt on top of her swimsuit.
Tomoyo smiled. "That's good to hear."
"Should I go get you something to drink?" she asked preparing to stand up.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you. I'll just rest for a bit," Eriol said shaking his head.
Tomoyo then returned to her reading and Eriol found himself staring at her instead of drifting back to sleep.
She was way too kind, not to mention, beautiful.
From his spot he could see passersby take second glances at her. He felt himself cringe at the looks their giving her.
"How I wish you'll be so little you can fit in my pocket and take you away with me…" he found himself saying under his breath.
To his surprise light flashed and in an instant he was alone, the book Tomoyo was reading earlier lying carelessly by the sand.
"Tomoyo!"
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