A/N: Well, this is just a completely random story. It is just…really random. That's all I can say. Tell me if you like it, please.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to CLAMP.
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Star-Seeing
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"When you look at the stars, are you really seeing them? Or are you just looking at them?"
In Tomoyo Daidouji's sixteen years of living, this was definitely one of the strangest questions she had ever been asked. She stared into Eriol Hiiragizawa's eyes, wondering if this was a trick question.
"Um…no?" she offered helplessly. "Uh…maybe." She was sixteen years old, an aspiring singer and talking to a boy at a bus stop. She wondered if life could be any stranger. This boy had introduced himself as Eriol Hiiragizawa, after he had dropped everything he was carrying and she had helped him pick up his things. They were very odd items too. A thick, heavy book on Egyptian hieroglyphics, a pound of flour, a pound of sugar, a big bag of chocolate chips and many many packets of flower seeds. It seemed he was shopping for himself and his housemates and she briefly wondered what kind of people they were. Hiiragizawa-san himself, was rather interesting looking, his glasses crooked, his hair sticking up at odd angles because he kept running his hand through his hair. He was good-looking, she supposed, because he was very kind and he had a happy-go-lucky nature that just attracted girls and made friends with guys easily.
"I do," he said earnestly, his eyes sparkling. "A long time ago, I never really learned to appreciate these small things because I had lived alone and I had been in a sort of depression. I had given up thinking about life and the small things and had just started to push and push at my goal. I had reached the top of the pyramid and when I looked around, expecting to find happiness, I realized that all this success wasn't happiness, because I was all alone on the pyramid, because no one would fit beside me. So now, when the stars come out, I stop to trace constellations with my finger, and when it rains, I stand outside in the pouring rain, feeling the water." He smiled a wistful smile, as if recalling these memories.
Tomoyo had started to inch a bit away from him, for she feared for his sanity. But when he got to the part about his goal, she stopped to think. It sounded painfully familiar. It sounded a lot like her. She had given up many things she enjoyed, instead practicing scales, going to auditions and meeting with her agent. She realized that she missed sleeping on the roof with Sakura and Syaoran, telling funny stories about the stars in the sky. She realized that she missed cooking and dressmaking, that singing wasn't actually all that fun. But Tomoyo was a stubborn girl and she refused to acknowledge these things.
"Well…" she began, but he broke in with a shush.
"Look at the sky!" He pointed up, where the first stars had started to come out. His joy was infectious and soon she started to smile. "Isn't it beautiful?" And he proceeded to trace the stars, the constellations with his finger. Tomoyo just stared, the sheer beauty of the night sky taking her breath away. She watched his finger, swirling through the night sky and like a glow stick; it seemed as if there was a faint, smokiness left and the images played over and over in her head. She smiled and she continued to watch the stars until it was past midnight and Eriol had fallen asleep, his head had fallen gently onto her shoulder. Her smile was a mix of things, it spoke of happiness and it spoke of remorse.
She wondered if it seemed strange, two teenagers sitting on the sidewalk, one sleeping and one seeing the stars.
A/N: That was rather short and sweet, right? Review please?