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Chapter Three: Eriol Hiiragizawa
It was dawn when she finally regained consciousness. She looked around once more at her unfamiliar surroundings, this time she realized where she was. She was lying on a pavement, with a huge luggage on her side, bearing her supposedly new "mission" name in gold lettering – Tomoko Raikatuji. She looked around, trying to recall her mission with some difficulty. Flashbacks rushed through her head as fast as a speeding bullet, and she felt as if she had just had a hangover.
'Who was I supposed to kill this time?' Tomoyo thought as she slowly sat up and felt a dull throbbing pain at the back of her head as she reached her hand behind to feel it. She felt a lump at her head, and as she pulled her hand away from her sticky, damp, curls, she could see what seemed to be dried blood on the palm of her hand. A sniff was all that was needed to confirm her suspicions.
This was not the first of an unfortunate landing, but the worst. Up till now, she had never been injured in the sense that she had hit her head and incurred a loss of blood. And if she had paid attention to what school had taught her, she would know that this was not good. Her senses told her that her head had ceased to bleed since the night before, when she had landed.
Trying to clear her head as best as she could, Tomoyo couldn't seem to shake off the light-headedness she felt. Grabbing support of a pole-like object that turned out to be a streetlamp, she tried to pull herself up to stand, but after failing repeatedly, finally gave up. She sat herself down as she rummaged through her luggage.
The contents of her luggage was almost identical to Sakura's, as it contained as many sets of clothes, with her weapons and suits hidden underneath it all. However, it also contained a fake identification card, along with what her "job" was. She was supposed to pose as the President of
a relatively large company known as Amamiya Corporation, which she had changed it from Daidouji Corporation, whose working hours were flexible.
In actuality, it was the position that her mother had left for her after her demise, and she was to work there when she was of age. However, due to the fact that she was much to busy with her assassin work, she had had to turn over the workload of the President to the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of the company. The post of President had, however, remained vacant for she had still returned from time to time to mind the company. The company was the fruit of her mother's labor, as her daughter, it was only right for Tomoyo to inherit the company and protect it from people who would stoop to unscrupulous means to get the company. Being an assassin had its perks after all.
Putting her items back into the luggage, she made sure that no one was looking as she sighed in relief. There were a few people staring at her with a strange expression, for anybody sitting in the middle of the pavement with his/her luggage in tow was bound to be uncommon. Stretching out her legs slowly, she took special care to look to see if she had any superficial wounds or if she had pulled a muscle in any part of her anatomy.
It turned out that she had pulled a muscle in her right thigh, and had a 2-inch deep cut on her left arm. By this time her head had cleared, and the dull throbbing pain had reduced to just a nagging pain at the back of her head. That brought her back to her thoughts before she had looked into the luggage. "Who am I supposed to kill this time?" she wondered aloud this time, though a little louder than she had expected. That had aroused more people's curiosity as they stared at her and hurried away, and she flushed lightly involuntarily.
She racked her brains, over and over again, but other than feeling a worse pain than before in her head, she could not, for the life of her, remember the name of whom she was supposed to kill. 'How am I going to complete my mission now?' she thought as she sighed miserably. She could remember vaguely that the person she was assigned to assassinate had been told by the Handler to be the killer of the remaining of her family, besides Sakura, that was. But whatever had happened after that, she simply could not remember.
"Excuse me Miss? Are you okay?" Tomoyo heard a deep voice ask her gently as she raised her head to the speaker. The blue-haired sorcerer looked at her as his midnight blue orbs gazed into her own amethyst colored ones with undisguised concern and a look of shock flickered in his eyes but as soon as it was there it was gone. Tomoyo wondered if her eyes were playing tricks on her.
She snapped out of her trance-like state as she answered him with a polite, "I'm afraid I fell over accidentally and hurt myself. I would appreciate it very much if you could help me to a nearby hospital with my luggage." in perfect English. Sonomi had trained her strenuously in the language arts, and she was thankful for it even though at that time she had felt only distaste toward the lessons.
He nodded as he helped her to her feet and as he noticed that she was limping, and in fact hardly even able to stand on her two feet without some help instead turned right and with a wave of his hand, the gates of the magnificent mansion creaked open and he tried to help her into the mansion. Tomoyo, however, refused to budge.
"Having magic doesn't give you the right to abuse it and enter others' property unauthorized!" Tomoyo blurted out as she looked reprovingly at him.
He chuckled and in between spasms of laughter said, "This is my property, To—" he stopped himself just in time. Tomoyo seemed not to have noticed, for she had her head bowed down low, blushing slightly in embarrassment as realization dawned on her.
"Oh…I'm sorry…I thought that it belonged to someone else's."
"It was a simple mistake, anyone would have thought that. I guessed and felt just as much. You are a magic user aren't you? Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Eriol Hiiragizawa. You must be a foreigner."
"How did you know? And yes, you are right on both accounts. However I do not have the power of healing my own injuries, or you would not have found me on the pavement outside your residence. I am Tomoy—Tomoko Raikatuji."
"Do you have a place to stay?"
"Unfortunately, no. I couldn't find someplace suitable."
"How about you stay here for the time being? I could help you find somewhere to stay."
"That would be splendid, thank you. But I wouldn't want to trouble you."
"No trouble, no trouble at all."
As they had their little conversation, Eriol had already helped her into his mansion, and her leg no longer felt as painful as it had been before with each step. Now it just felt numb. Eriol helped Tomoyo onto the couch as he laid his hand on her wounded arm, his forehead creased in concentration. Tomoyo could feel a slight tingling feeling at the spot where the palm of his hand met her wound and she could feel her skin tightening, stretching slightly. By the time he removed his hand, the wound had already closed up and the only thing remaining was the dried blood left there.
Then he proceeded to heal her leg, and just as he was about to pull away, a click was resounded, followed by the flash of what seemed to be a camera.
"YESS! Caught in the act!" said a female voice merrily, jumping out from behind a door. She ran over to the stunned duo, as she looked with a puzzled expression at Tomoyo before exclaiming delightedly, "You're back!"
"Excuse me? Do I know you?" Tomoyo asked. Or at least, TRIED to ask. Unfortunately, her feeble attempt was thwarted as the female encased her in a bone-crushing hug, almost causing her to turn blue in the face.
As Eriol finally recovered from his being stunned, he tried to pull the female away from Tomoyo, to no avail. "Ruby Moon, if you don't stop suffocating Raikatuji-san, I'm afraid that you'll be banned from the kitchen for the whole of this year." He finally said with a solemn expression on his face and she could only let go of Tomoyo.
Eriol looked at her sternly as he mouthed a 'We'll talk later' and asked Tomoyo if he and Ruby Moon could be excused for a moment.
"She is Tomoko Raikatuji, not who you thought she was. She doesn't remember, so don't say anything." Was what Eriol said as soon as Ruby Moon and he were left alone. She nodded, and they left the room to re-enter the living room.
"Raikatuji-san, I'm terribly sorry, but this is Ruby Moon, or you could call her by her given name in her human form, Akizuki Nakuru. She is a little over-enthusiastic, as you can see."
Tomoyo nodded in understanding as she smiled and greeted Nakuru. "Nice to meet you Akizuki-san!"
"Please call me Nakuru, Tomoko-sama! Calling me Akizuki-san is too formal for my tastes! Now, what were you and Eriol-kun doing just now?" Nakuru asked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. Tomoyo was only too ready to answer,
"He was healing my injury, Nakuru-san. I fell down at the pavement outside your residence."
"Oh…" Nakuru seemed a little upset that nothing saucy was going on between Eriol and Tomoyo.
"What's all the racket about?" a voice said wearily as a soft toy-like thing floated down the stairs.
"SUPPI-CHAN!" Nakuru's voice rang throughout the whole mansion. "Tomoko-sama! This is Spinel Sun, another inhabitant staying here. He's a grumpy thing. You can also call him SUPPI-CHAN!" she said in a singsong voice as if determined to annoy Spinel.
"Oh Suppi-chan! I've looked all over for you! I want you to try my new sugar biscuits! They're really TASTY!" she called out as she attempted to glomp the sun guardian. He had, however, turned tail at the mention of sugar biscuits and took off at a lightning fast pace. As he flew he yelled,
"My name is SPINEL! NOT SUPPI!"
Tomoyo giggled softly at the events taking place right before her eyes as Eriol looked amused. Before she knew it, a flashback went through her head of her, Eriol, Nakuru and Spinel covered in flour, eating sugar biscuits.
'That's weird! Where had that come from? I'm positive that didn't happen before.' Tomoyo thought and shook her head, seemingly trying to clear the thought from her head. But the thought refused to leave her.
A/N: Okay, so I lied. Syaoran and Sakura didn't appear in this chapter, but that was because I had a change of plans! GOMEN! Please don't kill me! Anyway, don't say that it's impossible for Tomoyo to lose a bit of her memory, because she landed on the hard pavement and she hit the back of her head, which could lead to blood clots and cause a temporary memory loss. Tomoyo lost a slight part of her memory, the part where she couldn't remember who she was supposed to assassinate. What will happen? She's staying at Eriol's house! Will she ever regain that little bit of her memory? Or will she gain more of her memory than that? Find out in…later chapters! BWAHAHAHA!
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