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"Hiiragizawa-kun! I apologize for being late. My body guards insisted they wanted to check the premises for possible hazards. Of course I told them no such thing would happen so, once again, I'm sorry."

Eriol blinked, but smiled cautiously as he scanned the street across Reed mansion and sure enough, found three disgruntled looking body guards giving him 'the look'. Resisting the urge to shudder, he turned politely back to the young woman, her serene smile as always making an appearance and invited her in.

"I was looking at the music last night, and I've decided Sokugawa-sensei must be out of her mind."

He smirked, his eyes dancing with mirth as he led her to the mansion's music room.

"Now what makes you say that, dearest Daidouji-san?"

The pair entered the room and as Eriol took a seat at the piano, Tomoyo looked around, smiling appreciatively at its large floor-to-ceiling windows, the simple decor and the walls, painted with the warmest shade of plum she'd ever seen. Even though she'd been here before on numerous occasions, practicing for various concerts they were assigned to, Tomoyo couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Eriol who was pretending to look busy searching for his music glanced at Tomoyo as she slowly entered the room, her eyes giving the room a proper look-see, as she always did. He knew this because ever since he had first invited her to his home for a practice session, he'd hoped, deep down in the depths of his mind, that just once she'd gaze at him like that. With that same sparkle in her deep violet eyes and that same gentle smile on her face.

"Alright, I'm ready."

Tomoyo walked, or to be more specific, floated towards the piano where he sat, as only she was capable of doing with the grace she was born with. It still baffled him how he managed to make friends with the single most feminine entity in all of Japan, if not the world.

"Now, what's troubling you, Daidouji-san?"

He played a soft melody on the piano which stopped abruptly as soon as she leaned over his shoulder, barely touching him except wisps of her ebony hair.

He closed his eyes and for a brief second, the scent of grapefruit and wild, exotic flowers clouded his whole being. He wanted to melt into it right then and there. But a soft voice broke through it.

"That... was lovely. " She was staring straight at him when he opened his intensely navy eyes. Two oceans and a girl drowning in them.

"Thank you."

Shaken, she turned her head away from his achingly beautiful face and reached out tentatively to the sheets of music he had spread out.

"It's, ah, this part. It's too low for me. I'm a soprano and Sokugawa-san is half mad because she thinks I could do that part. It's got to be a tenor or alto at best."

"Actually, Daidouji-san, I do believe she required that to be sung by the proper part."

"But who--?"

"She approached me today after class, she knew you might worry. I'm to sing with you."

Tomoyo turned her head sharply, an incredulous look on her pretty face.

"A duet ?" A delighted smile spread on her lips as she noticed the colour rising on his cheek.

"Yes, a duet. I hope you don't mind but I must steal your spotlight this time around."

"Oh, not at all, Hiiragizawa-kun! That's the best news I've heard all day."

He smiled sheepishly at her as his fingers found the right keys and continued to play the tune again. She in turn smiled back. All of a sudden, he recognized it.

That sparkle. That smile.

And somewhere, deep down, in the depths of his mind, he was already singing.


A/N: Sorry, long time. I made a LiveJournal and I've just recently discovered Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicles. Hazzaaah! I'll be a tad busier starting this week because I have a few projects that I'm working on, not just in writing. Never fear, I'll always be found on to the reviewrs once again. You guys rock my dirty socks back to the washer!

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