Fate
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS
Warning: potty mouthes, some (tasteful) sexual content, and inssesant fluff
Chapter One: And So It Begins
Fate is something that's inevitable; it's destiny. You can't deny it. You can't cheat it. Every single thing that happens in some ones life is supposed to happen. There are no accidents, or coincidences, or flukes; just fate, and fate was about to lead two certain people on a path that has had been set out for them since before they were born.
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The raven-haired girl walked up to the door, grudgingly and raised her hand to ring the bell. The day hadn't been the greatest.
She had woken up late, and it had been raining outside (it still was). Her chauffer had not been able to drive her to school because she had come down with food poisoning of some sort and had to walk to school, or rather run to school. And to top it all off, she arrived late and had gotten in trouble with Uchimaru-sensei for being "an insolent child, with no respect for the school regulations".
Insolent child my ass, she thought to herself, as she rang the doorbell again. What the hell is taking so long?
She was still waiting outside of the door of the Kinomoto residence. She was supposed to meet Sakura there so that they could study for Uchimaru-sensei's unit test, which he had conveniently announced only yesterday.
She was so exhausted, and soaking wet and now she had to study for that bastard's fucking test!
She leaned against the door for support feelint like she was going to collapse from fatigue.
Suddenly the door opened,
WHOOSH!
Tomoyo fell forward shutting her eyes tightly, and bracing herself, expecting to hit the hard, cold floor when she realized she wasn't falling any more.
"Hey, are you okay?" A deep voice asked her, seemingly full of concern.
She looked up at who had caught her, and her eyes widening when violet met deep brown.
Kinomoto Touya.
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Kinomoto Touya was looking down at has, with his rich eyes gazing down at her with worry, still holding her up from her little fall.
Her porcelain skin began to blush a pale rose, but it was when she realized Touya wasn't wearing a shirt that her head turned into a tomato, and nearly fell over ... again.
"Sorry about that," he said. "I just got out of the shower."
If it were possible, her face got even redder. Her amethyst eye's bore into his bare chest, until she became conscious that she was still in his arms.
Christ! The guy she had had a crush since... since as long she could remember was holding her in his arms, bare chested
She moved away from him hurriedly, hoping that she hadn't embarrassed herself any further than she already had. God, she had been practically clinging to him
"Thank you, Kinomoto-kun," she said quietly. God, please just kill me right now, before I die from embarrassment.
"Kinomoto? I've known you since you were like five years old! I think you can call me Touya," he said, his eyes twinkling under the hair that hung over them.
He was right. He had known her since she was a kid. When she turned five, she had just met, now her best friend, Sakura.
She had turned seventeen several months ago, so she'd known him for more than a decade.
More than a decade!
Maybe it was time to start calling him Touya.
"I can call you Tomoyo, right?" he asked, seemingly hopful.
She snapped out of her thoughts and nodded her head slowly.
"Yes, you can. And you're right. We've known each other forever."
He smiled and nodded. "Are you here for Sakura? Because she's not here yet. You can wait for her if you like."
Tomoyo smiled, "Yeah, okay"
"Come on," he said. "Your soaking wet. I'll get a towel and make some tea." He started to walk towards the kitchen. She shook her head, as if she were somehow trying to rid herself of the blush that seemed to have stained itself onto her cheeks, then followed after him.
A/N:
Alrighty then, that was the first chapter of my very first fic. So review please, that way i know if i suck or not!