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Oh well... maybe some of you already bored about my rambling and babbling and everything I said. Anyway, actually I did stuck when I wanna write this chapter (writer block, sob sob). But, I managed to have an idea when I did my last term test (weird, heh? Coz the teacher gave us so much time to do the exam. So I used the time to think about this fic). Anyway, I will make you all feeling curious first (he heh... meany, am I?) so I'll reply the reviews I got from all of you (Lupv you all:3 puppy smile)
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My Spoilt Fiance, Chapter 3
By green-mermaid
Tomoyo sat on her fluffy bed, hugging her pillow for an hour now. The lilac girl had sighed at least 32 times for an hour. She looked her cell phone which was placed in front of her, lying silently on her bed. She sighed again and looked at her clock.
'7.30 p.m'
She was about laid a hand on her cell-phone when the metal thing rang. She was sure she jumped a bit when heard it rang. She took a deep breath before looking at her phone LCD and checked who's calling. To her disappointment, the one who called wasn't the one she wished for.
"Moshi moshi..." Tomoyo answered her phone.
"Tomoyo, please tell me that you've called him again or else he had called you back." Sakura sputtered quickly, almost making the girl on the other line couldn't catch her sentence.
"Well... that's that." Tomoyo replied easily.
"What is that's that? Just tell me you've talked to him." Sakura, this time, did manage how handle her sentence and breath.
"I haven't called him back. And, maybe he's busy with Kaho." Tomoyo lay down to her bed, hugging the fluffy pillow she had been hugging for an hour.
The lavender eyes girl could hear a sigh of disappointment on the other side of the line. She smiled weakly. She thought for a while, waiting Sakura to say out her comment but she received nothing. She was about to change the topic when Sakura cut her.
"Tomoyo... he's not go out with Kaho. How many times should I say that? Syaoran said so!" Sakura raised her tone.
"Okay, princess... I hear you, okay? How is your date?" Tomoyo smiled sheepishly.
"Just fine... We went to the amusement park from day to this evening. I'm still feeling Syaoran's presence beside me... Ha-ahhhh..." Sakura left out a long sigh.
Tomoyo chuckled. "It sure is fun, eh?"
"It's great! Hey, Tomoyo, what do you want for your birthday present?" Sakura asked, enthusiastically.
Long silent before Tomoyo replied her. Sakura tilted her head, asked the same question to her best friend. "Tomoyo? Hello... I'm asking you. What do you want for your birthday?"
"... What is the month now? Isn't it still July?" Tomoyo asked bluntly.
Sakura sighed. Since Eriol broke the engagement, Tomoyo could be so dense and suffered a short term memory some times. "It IS the last week of August now." Sakura tensed her words.
"Well... it's still August, isn't it?" Tomoyo said easily.
"Tomoyo... your birthday is on September 3. Do you forget? I thought I've received your invitation last week? You gave it to me, didn't you?" Sakura took the invitation card, looking at the nice and glittering border surrounds the card. Inside the card, there's a butterfly pattern on a transparent paper created with pergamano art. Written on the card,
The Daidouji Family invited you to...
Come to our only daughter sweet seventeenth birthday party, which is held on Saturday, September 3. The party will be held from 6.30 p.m till drop.
Dress Code: elegant and polite
Sincerely,
The Daidouji Family
The Japanese language version was written on the left side when the other side was written in English language. Sakura liked to see the invitation card. It's so beautiful and elegant. Sakura was sure that the font type wasn't from computer fonts, cause she never seen one and she could judge it that it was hand-writing.
"Oh... well... yeah... I forgot." Tomoyo went back from her missing thoughts.
"Oh, come on. What do you want? Anyway, I heard that your mother planned this, is it true?" asked Sakura, excitedly.
"Ermm... yeah. With a help from a birthday planner, one of her acquaintances." Tomoyo shrugged.
"Sweet..." Sakura smiled.
"I've been curious… about something these days." Tomoyo raise her eyebrow.
"What?"
"Erm… there's a bouquet of flower everyday for me at the morning. It happened since August 18, I supposed. A bouquet of camellias, roses, lilies, rues, violets, lavenders, and many other different flowers for different days." Tomoyo recalled her memories.
"Hmm… another fans of yours?" Sakura chuckled. "Anyway, is Hiiragizawa invited too?" Sakura sat on her bed.
"Ermm... dunno. I've not checked the list that Mom gave to me. I'll check it later. Mom is down there with the birthday planner, erm… maybe?" Tomoyo shrugged. On the other side of the line, she could hear Touya's yelling to Sakura to get down at once for having dinner.
Sakura moved away the phone a bit and yelled back. "I'm coming!" Tomoyo smiled weakly and spontaneously removed the phone from her ear, making a distance from the electronic thing.
After made sure, Sakura finished yelling, Tomoyo put the phone near her ear again. "Touya is still the same, isn't it?"
"Yes, he is." Sakura pouted and then continued to her best friend, "Anyway... gotta go or else Touya will yell at me again."
Tomoyo nodded. "Okay, see ya." And then she hung up the phone.
Tomoyo sighed again. She looked at her phone and checked her drawer; searching for a certain papers her mother had given her two days ago.
"Well... it's okay. Although your son had broken the engagement, that doesn't mean that we should cut our friendship for the last 15 years, isn't it, Hiiragizawa-san?" A woman with short hair-cut sipped her tea elegantly.
Her brown hair dropped to one side of her face. After the funeral of her husband 15 years ago, she stood by her own feet. That made everybody; her co-workers, her acquaintances and many people adored her very much. She did manage to show the world that woman could manage time between work and family. Although she was only had time at Saturday and Sunday with her only daughter, Tomoyo.
A black-coat man, called Hiiragizawa Kurou, smiled. "Yes, it is, Daidouji-san. You're so much remind me of my best friend who is also your husband. He's very kind and cold-headed."
"Thank you." Sonomi replied him, spontaneously reminiscing the past when she glanced at her husband's photo. "Anyway, you shall promise me to go to my daughter party, okay?" Sonomi sipped another cup of tea.
"What can I say? I'd gladly go there. And I shall drag Eriol to come even if he didn't want to." He chuckled.
Sonomi replied him with a giggle. "Ahh... poor Eriol, isn't it?"
"I shall do it. Oh, right... almost forgot. Where is your little angel?"
Within a second, both of the adults could hear a loud noise upstairs. Quick footsteps with wooden floor were heard until the first floor. Sonomi smiled to her guest. "There, my angel will come. Long live, isn't she?"
"Yes... absolutely." The Hiiragizawa man chuckled back.
"MOM!" Tomoyo tensed her first word.
"Good evening, Miss Tomoyo. Glad to see you healthy." The man smiled to Tomoyo.
Tomoyo bowed to him a bit, expressing her almost 17 years of manner lesson to the old man. "Why, good evening, Mr. Hiiragizawa. Nice to see you again. I'm sorry for my bad manner just now."
"Don't mention it. Please continue your words to your mom." Hiiragizawa moved her gaze from the young lady to the independent woman. After showing her politeness, Tomoyo turned her head to her mother.
"I thought you have a meeting with the birthday planner?" Tomoyo asked calmly.
"Well… yes. Before Mr Hiiragizawa came and we chatted a bit." Sonomi showed her the cups. "Wanna join us, Tomoyo?"
"Is it milk tea?" Tomoyo forgot her first intention yelling at her mom.
"Well… you can add the milk if you want…" Sonomi showed her the milk small teapot.
"Maybe I will join you." Tomoyo walked towards the sofa and talked happily with the other two adults.
After Mr. Hiiragizawa went home, she was just realized what she had done wasn't her first intention coming downstairs, suing her mother. She went upstairs happily, forgetting the paper she had been holding. 'Mr. Hiiragizawa is always funny. Unlike is son…Wait. What did I say before? SON! Yes, Son! Mr. Hiiragizawa's son, Eriol. And why did I go downstairs before? Okay… I'm getting my memory again.'
"MOM!" She quickly ran downstairs again, making a fuss noise.
Her mother smiled amusingly to her only daughter. ""What do you want, dear?"
"I want you to explain me, this!" She showed the invitation list. "I don't get it. I mean… you invite my ex-fiancée. Moreover, you write his name on special invitation."
"Of course I did that. Why do think that I won't do that?" Her mom moved her attention back her computer.
"I just thought… that… he broke the engagement and… you won't invite him." Tomoyo looked away from her mother, looking at the wooden Japanese floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
"No way, silly. I have my friendship relationship with Hiiragizawa's family since 15 years ago and I won't ruin it." Her mother giggled mysteriously yet in polite manner (remember Tomoyo's usual laugh? Like that! Like mother like daughter.)
"But… this IS my birthday!" Tomoyo exclaimed.
"And who let you born? A birthday isn't only a celebration because a child had been born, but it is also a celebration for mom that she had able gave a life to her baby safely." Sonomi replied calmly.
"Ermm… Okay, I got it." Tomoyo replied with a soft sigh and walked back to her own room. She didn't want to debate 'small' things with her mother. Debate with her mother equaled with debate for one word versus a hundred words.
'It's not like I don't want him to come or what. Though I always complained when we had a date but I think I didn't hate him that much, instead I did sometimes enjoy his presence beside me. Maybe he's just being in front of me, hearing all of my babbles without looked up from his only-God-knows book but he responded me every time he needed to respond. And did he read slower than he usually did when he listened to me? I mean… gosh! What is this feeling name? Missing him? It can't be, can it?' Tomoyo shook her head quickly.
Tomoyo stared at her cell phone for half minute. 'It's not like he's gonna call me back anyway. Beside, what should we're talking about if he called me?' She looked at the phone and turned it off. 'Better have a sleep.' Tomoyo shuttered close her eyes slowly and felt everything went black. She didn't care about dinner anymore. After all, she had done nothing except sitting on her slumber and stared at a certain metal thing called cell phone.
The rest of the month till September tired Tomoyo. Although her mother and the birthday planner did most things but still for her sweet seventeenth birthday party she busied with the dress she should wear, the hairstyle, the main place, the party style, the room, the game events, and many other things.
She didn't have time to switch on her cell phone. She didn't use that thing very much anyway. For her, it's just another telephone which you could bring to anywhere and make the communication simpler. And her mother always brought two or three cell phones on her bag anyway. So, if she needed to call Sakura (she remembered her number), she would just borrow her mom's.
Tomoyo still found another bouquet of flower everyday. She was once asked the maids about who's given it but the maid looked at each other with puzzle face. Tomoyo quickly showed them her smile and said that it's okay, that it's not that trivial matter anyway. She was once examined the whole bouquet, searching for the sender's identity. Nope. Not even a card or even anything she thought a clue. She was only sure one thing, this guy must be known her very much that he knew her favorite flower, camellia. Because the first bouquet she received was a bouquet of camellia.
On September 2 at Daidouji residence the whole big mansion had been 'charmed' into the enchantment and yet thrilling palace in a forest. Tomoyo was designed as a violet fairy that woke up from her eternal sleep because of a charming prince approaching. Tomoyo would be inside a fake (but looked like real) violet flower, lying down. When slowly the flower petals opened slowly with ephemeral light and a prince will show up and help her move from the flower. With him by her side, she shall walk down the round stairs.
"That's it? How it is?" A woman with grey and wavy long hair smiled at her. Tomoyo, after saw her for a few times, finally knew that she was her birthday planner and her name was Nadeshiko Kinomoto and realized that she's Sakura's mother (A/N: I don't want a person with such angelic smile like her died, okay!).
"Erm… gorgeous! I can't even thing something like that! I just said accidentally that I like Peter Pan movie and you improvisation it into this marvelous idea." Tomoyo exclaimed.
"Well… thank you very much. My husband inspired me, though." Nadeshiko blushed, still smiled nervously. Sonomi, though looked angry, didn't say anything. She shall admit Fujitaka's talents.
Tomoyo smiled at the blushing woman calmly. "The problem is… who's gonna be the prince? I don't have any boyfriend at the moment." Tomoyo smiled amusingly.
"Oh… don't worry about that, dear. Just follow up the story, okay?" Sonomi replied her daughter. Tomoyo watched her mother and then shrugged. "Thing that we should concern about is about Mizuki's invitation."
Tomoyo's heart thumped a bit, hearing the name.
Nadeshiko looked up from her file and looked disappointment. "Yeah… it's a bit impolite of her, isn't it?"
"What? What is it?" Tomoyo turned to her mother.
"Mizuki intentionally sent an invitation for a party at her mansion at the same time and date as yours, dear. I don't know why but she can really be pain in neck at business and at personal life. Okay, I admit that she's clever and competent. She manages to the top at her 23. But, it's impolite, isn't it?" Sonomi sighed, looking at the invitation.
"It's about Eriol…" Tomoyo whispered.
"What? What do you say?" Sonomi removed her eyes to her daughter.
Tomoyo shook her head calmly. "Nothing. It's nothing."
TBC
Okkie, that's all for now. I will save 'the best for last' :D next chapter gonna be about Tomoyo's birthday party. And thanks to Angels' Princess who comments me, so I should change my first plot into (I think) a more beautiful plot! Thanks, girl! I owe you one. And also, I owe you all that you've been supporting me so I could write this chapter. Yippie. Another thing, I said that I would end this story at this chapter, right? But as I had mentioned before that I re-write again my plot and so this story shall continue to another chapter. Sorry, guys. Hope you can bear my 'dynamics' behaviour. Thanks to all of you who had read my story and don't forget to hit the purple button bottom left there. Yes! That button:D Well… see ya, have a nice day!