Ahhhh, here's my yearly update! Lol, im kidding…really, but my summer resolution has been to finish writing this fanfic…I swear! Lol, ugh, who am I kidding….Well, I'm gonna try to finish anyway. Hahaha, PLEASE R+R! And have enjoy reading!
"Why Ms. Daidouji! You're a quick worker!"
Tomoyo laughed self-consciously as she turned her work into the teacher," I do my best!"
From the corner of her eye, she saw Eriol giving her a long stare and puffing out her cheeks, she turned and stared right back. Sparks flew as two equally stubborn figures battled it out, classmates forgotten for the minute. Thankfully, at that minute Syaoran rolled his eyes and bonked Eriol on the end, "Alright cut it out you two."
He turned to Tomoyo, "You know, Eriol's right though. You've got to take care of yourself; especially with Greg in England and your parents all the way across the world."
Sakura nodded and put hugged her raven-haired from behind, "I think so too. Come over to my place after school okay…Or maybe we can go to the mall?"
Tomoyo hung her head. Sakura was right. They were all right. She really did need to take better care of herself. Tomoyo nodded slowly, and looked up, "Okay," The others looked relieved, "I have to do something today anyway, so you don't need to keep my company Sakura!"
Sakura opened her mouth, then closed it. It was enough that Tomoyo had agreed. "Okay."
After school, Tomoyo gave Eriol a hard look, "Don't mess up my house too much. Sakura has the key, so just ask her for it."
Eriol laughed and patted her on the head; "You're so cute when you don't get your way."
Tomoyo pouted, "Hey, don't make fun of me! I mean it!" His eyes hardened, "BUT YOU REALLY NEED TO TAKE BETTER CARE OF YOURSELF!"
Everyone sweat-dropped. Eriol was the only guy who could turn such a situation around.
"YOU JERK!" Tomoyo's limo came to a stop next to her, and she slammed the door shut after climbing in. "I'M NEVER TALKING TO YOU AGAIN!"
As the car drove away, Syaoran sighed, "You shouldn't have said that…"
Eriol groaned. What the heck was wrong with him? "Whatever. I don't care."
He flipped open his cell phone and called his own taxi. "Ed are you there?"
"Already on my way."
Eriol skimmed his fingers through his hair and tossed his cell phone back in his pocket. Now was no time for regret. He had won, and this was the right thing to do. That, he was sure of.
In her limo, Tomoyo felt like crying. Why were the two of them always fighting? Didn't they agree to finally just be friends? Why was this happening? Sighing, she put her head against the windowpane. What had happened wasn't her fault. Eriol should just mind his own business and stay out of hers. Besides, why was he treating her like his little sister all of a sudden? Where had that attitude appeared from?
"Ms.Daidouji? Um…where are we going?"
"Wha-?" Startled out of her confused jumble of thoughts, Tomoyo bounced up to see her driver staring at her from behind the window pane. She sighed, "I don't know."
The windowpane went down and the bright and cheerful face of the driver clearly appeared, "I know this really yummy noodle shop that just opened across the street from the hotel. You wanna go there?"
Tomoyo smiled. Heck why not? "Thank you Lena. I'd love to."
"Mmmmmmmm, this is so good!" Tomoyo wiped her mouth and attacked her bowl with new relish.
Lena laughed, "Slow down. I swear. I've never see anyone eat noodles as fast as you do."
Tomoyo
grinned, "I can eat anything except ramen. After eating that stuff
for a month on tour, I don't think I can stand even seeing it
again."
Lena nodded, "I see." From across the table, Tomoyo
looked at her companion and smiled contentedly. This wasn't so bad.
Lena, at age thirty-six had been her driver and bodyguard ever since
Tomoyo could remember. Having been trained in 452 types of fighting
techniques, she was the ideal person to have around in times of crazy
paparazzi and screaming fans. "Thanks for spending time with me."
"It's nothing." Lena suddenly put down her chopsticks and her face became serious, "But I'm worried about you. I thought you would've been ecstatic that Eriol was back and all. "
"But I'm not!"
"And why?"
"…"
She shook her head apologetically. "I'm sorry if it feels like I'm butting in, but I really care about you Tomoyo. We all do."
"I know…" Tomoyo bit her lip. Everyone needed to just calm down, including herself. She took off her hat. Why was she wearing one anyway? It was so hot. "Look, don't worry about it okay?" When Lena hesitated, Tomoyo gave her a look, "It's just been a little too long. "
For a while there was silence, until suddenly, "OH MY GOD! IT'S TOMOYO DAIDOJI!"
Whoops, that was why she was wearing the hat. Quickly, Tomoyo jammed her hat back on and gave Lena an "Im sorry" look. She nodded and winked. It was okay. Handing Tomoyo a pair of sunglasses, she tossed a twenty on the table and the two of them dashed out of the restaurant, where a crowd of screaming fans had already begin to accumulate.
When they were safe inside the car, Tomoyo laughed and bounced on the car seat. "That was fun!"
"But let's not have it happen for a looooong time m'kay?"
"Hahaha, fine!"
By the time Tomoyo got home, it was already 8. She turned the doorknob, surprised to find it unlocked, and opened up to a room she hadn't seen since Greg had left on his holiday. Everything was remarkably shiny and well…clean…Eriol did clean up remarkably well…hmmm, which reminded her, "ERIOL! ERIOL WHERE ARE YOU!"
Tomoyo walked into her living room and laughed. There he was on the sofa asleep, wearing an apron and what looked like a white bandanna…except instead of wearing it around his head like he was supposed to, he had it around his neck. Haha, he didn't know how to clean either. Humph, probably just summoned the Clean Card and tried to copy everything it did.
As, she sat down next to him, Tomoyo felt a pang of sadness. They used to be able to talk to each other about anything. Now, it was almost impossible. Like she had told Lena, it had been too long. Time and misunderstood feelings had changed hands too many times to settle down now. She lay her head down on his shoulder, enjoying the comfort of his closeness, and closed her eyes. Truth to be told, Eriol had always been there for her; even when her parents had given her the astonishing news that they were going on a trip around the world for at least 3 years. He had been the one to comfort her and tell her it was okay, when Sakura had failed. It was nice to know her was back by her side and zzzzzzz…
It was the tickle of something soft that woke him up. Eriol blinked lazily and winced. His neck hurt from sleeping in such an awkward position. Now, about that tickle. Eriol looked down and raised an eyebrow, Haha, looked like Tomoyo had come home and decided to use him as a pillow. Carefully. he sat up and gently eased his shoulder from under her head. If they had stayed like that, she probably would have blamed him in the morning; even though it was totally her own fault….…As he got ready to leave, Eriol paused and gently placed a blanket he had found in the upstairs closet over his sleeping friend. It made him sad. She was different. Tomoyo had changed, and in more ways than one. She wasn't a little girl anymore, and in reality, she also didn't need HIM anymore. He looked at her and entertained himself with the fact that sleeping Tomoyo was so different from awake Tomoyo. He groaned and stood up. In the end, it had also been him who was unable to keep the friendship promise. In the end, the scale had tilted more to the right than left, and his heart had refused to listen to logic. It realized that he could only be happy when he was with her when he knew she was there. Desperate, Eriol had forced his heart in the middle, at the place where both of them would be safe. From now on, he would treat her as if she was his sister. No more, no less. Pure untainted brotherly love.
Haha, so how was it? Not bad I hope! Well, things have become surprising though right? Looks like Eriol has decided he's gonna be Tomoyo's brother from now on. Hahahaha, funny .…. Well, okay…See you guys next chapter! …o and PLEASE REVIEW! XD
