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Chapter five
Eriol hummed softly. He chanced upon his reflection in the window pane and his insides warmed at the smile on his face. His eyes were dancing too! He looked down and was pleased to know the eggs were scrambled properly. Coffee and scrambled eggs with toast. Not bad for a magician like himself! And he knew the reason for his cooking and most importantly the earth shattering smile. Tomoyo.
As he placed them on the kitchen table, movements outside the kitchen, in the garden caught his eyes.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, teleporting himself to the garden. And he saw the smiling cherry blossom tree along with blooming rose bushes. Some flowers would brighten up the simple meal.
The he felt some one brush past him.
Tomoyo.
Okay, so she wanted to play, eh?
He ran behind her, but it seemed as if she was far away suddenly as he tried to gain on her. He almost reach her, then she'd be far.
It was unexpected.
But she was wearing a white tank top and cream colored jean skirt.
And she skidded to a sudden halt and she walked slowly and deliberately toward the picnic type bench.
He creaned his neck and his eyes widened, his legs rooted to the spot.
For on the bench was...Yukito.
What the hell he was doing here? Eriol moved closer and to his shock, Yukito transformed to Yue.
And he saw Tomoyo, her eyes flowing with love, but she stood looking at him, feeling restricted.
Yue looked at her and it seemed that his eyes showed warmth.
She smiled brightly even, taking a step closer but realized her mistake. Her smile faded and she stepped back.
But Yue leaned forward, taking her in his arms and all the while Eriol was surprised.
"Yue..."Tomoyo whispered as her body trembled.
"Tomoyo...my princess...I heve waited a long time for this..."Yue said, his face cold but his eyes blazing warmth and his tone washing with softness, that Eriol remembered, was reserved only for Clow Reed.
What was happening?
"I love you, Yue...only you."Tomoyo hugged him fiercely and Yue hugged her back with same ferocity before pulling back to capture her lips.
And now, he was confused beyond his imagination, when he felt the effect of Yue's cold lips on Tomoyo's as if he was kssing Eriol himself!
Eriol felt happiness flutter inside him and slowly understood. It was what Tomoyo was feeling right now, in Yue's arms.
And he saw Yue, remove a lavender rose crystal and Eriol looked pointedly.
It was the same one that Eriol had seen so many times in Tomyo's room.
"For you..."Yue said and held her close.
And Eriol felt all of Tomoyo's happiness that was mixed with anxeity. For her and Yue's love was doomed from the start and they both knew it. Their nights out flying, on the tree in Penguin Park where they spent the nights just holding each other not daring to speak...just feel love they had...Eriol felt her happiness...
And then as a ruthless stab of pain...Yue's dismissal of her love and their time together as mere experiment, to understand human emotions, especially of a woman who was in love...
Eriol's hand went automatically to his heart as it hurt like hell...Tomoyo was running away from this...this pain that Yue had given her. And he had found her...or was it that she had found him...
As he sat down on the bench and Tomoyo's tranparent figure was beside him beginning fade, but her tears were real. too real to handle. Because he could feel her pain, it was something still raw. He knew her feeling for Sakura and how she'd suffered as a child, as an adolescent...confused and depressing. And then, when she'd matured, she fell in love for real that was just impossible to last. Eriol had his own pain and he was dealt with another pain now...Tomoyo's pain as he let himself slump against the bench at the light of this new revelation. And the pain wouldn't go away.
Of seeing Tomoyo's love for Yue, he was sure she still loved him. For it had shone brightly in her eyes...a love so strong like that even when a person knew it would never materialize.
And he knew that brightness...he had seen it before. In his own eyes, but for Kaho...
Tomoyo wiped her tears ferociously and she peered closer, her eyes wide with realization.
This was not happening...Eriol still had glasses, his hair shorter than it was now, and he looked a boy. Just a boy.
His seriousness and male virility that she had come to face when she had met him in Italy was nowhere in him. Just a boy, who was awfully in love with the woman in his arms right now. She knew the love in the eyes...and her heart went out to him. She realized she was seeing something that had been in the past and she shook her head. Eriol still loved Kaho, didn't he?
But she was not sure of herself, it had hurt so mercilessly when she had seen Eriol in Kaho's arms few seconds ago...
But what was she seeing now?
"Yes...Clow..."She heard Kaho moaning and Tomoyo stood up feverishly.
Clow?? Yes, Tomoyo could see the aura about him and his maturity that betrayed his boyish look.
He should have had an identity crisis sort of, Tomoyo wondered looking at his whole feature. A boy and the world's powerful magician, reincarnation of Clow Reed. The Clow Reed.
She could feel the blatant desire even from a distance, a sort of sheer animal want...a desire that had to be fullfilled and passion that was certainly the color of a harsh red that blinded her for a second...
Was that what Eriol felt with Kaho all the time?
She could feel Eriol's inner struggle, it was a hard time being a person like him, overshadowed by past life and trying to be someone altogether new...which was exactly what he was. Even if he had Clow's shadow, he was Eriol. The English boy who was very intelligent indeed, in his own way.
And could feel his feeling of completeness when he was with Kaho.
And his pain and confusion when Kaho left him for another man. Saying that she was in love with Clow's reincarnation, not Eriol. And it hurt her and she felt and immense sense of an urge to protect him. To hold him and say everything would be alright. He looked so lost and forlorn. No wonder he turned into something that he was when she met him again after all these years. Age old way of a man's defences against falling for a woman again. In sort of way punishing other woman for the viles of one woman. A self defense shell...
But the pain was too much she felt herself being ripped apart from the inside. The only time she'd felt like that was when Yue...she shook her head.
Why was this happening? Why were they here?
And why was she getting first hand experience of his past...that seemed so real as if she were in Eriol's place...
She didn't realize that she had curled up as a ball, sitting near the bottom of stairs and crying as if the world had just ended.
It was a long time before Eriol finally felt sure that he would be able to walk. His insides still ached with Tomoyo's shattered heart. And he was filled with her misery that was confusing. He stared at the grand old mansion and felt nostalgia...he swamped them down, Clow's memories. He opened the door and closed it, stopping to hear some one who was crying and by the sounds of it...they were heart wrenching. Actually anyone who would hear it, would start to cry. And it was Tomoyo!
His eyes searched for her and found her in a ball sitting on the stairs and rocking back and forth.
Oh my God!
Tomoyo couldn't bear this pain. She'd already had her share of pain and this was Eriol's not hers. But she couldn't help holding it inside her, she feared if she would let go, it might hurt Eriol again and she couldn't bear it. She had to protect him...she almsot snorted. Her...protecting Eriol...the powerful magician...she stopped. Okay, she was tired of his description already. Okay, so he was something like a mountain that can't be moved and dynamic as the sun that was so pivotal.
But the pain was just so much...she knew she had been crying for a long time and she didn't feel like stopping herself. Pain was so much of a familar feeling for her.
"Tomoyo!" Eriol whispered as he was at her side in an instant but he stopped the minute she glanced up and looked at him.
She sombered up immediately and wiped her tears.
They both stared at each other and it seemed as if the time itself had stopped. Just the two of them. Alone.
"Am hungry..."Tomoyo shrugged and gave him a small smile that was very sincere.
"I have made something..."Eriol offered her a hand and she took it, pure electricity shocking both of them at the simple contact and both took their hands away, afraid to touch.
Desire flamed again and it was so blatant as the pain. So powerful as the grief and both walked silently toward the kitchen.
"Mmm...this is good. So...we are stuck here." Tomoyo said relishing the scrambled eggs.
"I think its more of more importance. The reason you are with me in this. I mean, I have been alone all the time so I wonder why this time you too..."Eriol couldn't complete his sentence when he felt her hands around him, his head being so affectionately, tenderly placed against her chest that his eyes shuttered close in instinct. He felt her hands smoothing his long dark locks and his hands found her waist and he buried his face deeper, pressing her closer to him...he wanted to be more close that this.
"You are not alone Eriol. You are not going to be from this moment onwards...I will never leave you...never..."Tomoyo said, last part more strongly with conviction and her hands pulled him even closer as if she was his possession.
She was a little troubled with their present state. She wanted to be more close with him...no she wanted to be with him, merged as one. She couldn't think of anything else at that moment.
Eriol looked up at her and she looked down and her eyes mirrored his own feelings.
His hands tightened more and she bent her head to take his lips with a fierce new found hunger, that shocked her more than it shocked him.
It was a scarrier red than passion she'd felt when she witnessed his feelings for Kaho. This was a red that seemed to scream right out and so powerful, all consuming that...
She didn't stop to feel the comfortless bare floor of the kitchen to which her back revolted. She was busy accomodating Eriol's body on her small frame as she saw him fumbling with the passion that had gone out of control.
"Why do I need you so much??" He rasped as he sucked a little more painfully at her pulse point in her neck.
Tomoyo was busy pulling off his shirt from his pants and unbuttoned his shirt.
But it was a difficult task. She put a restraining hand on his shoulder and he looked at her, and was confused whether she should be shocked or pleased with the cerulean eyes that had become so dark with desire that it was almost black. Both didn't mind that they were glowing again. What mattered was their urgent need...that seemed to be bulding up.
As for Eriol, this was like a fever that wouldn't get out of his system. He just couldn't and probably wouldn't ever get Tomoyo out of his system. He'd tried to the first time but...his hunger for her was twice as ferocious as the first time few hours ago. It was something that scared him a little but now was definetly not the time to think about it.
He hadn't realized that he had spoken his mind aloud.
"What??" He bit out and Tomoyo made a frustrated sound.
"I want you...closer than this...I want you Eriol and this..." She tugged his shirt to explain something she was not able to put in words.
Eriol felt himself go hard and Tomoyo's eyes flared with desire as she felt him hard on against her thighs...
Oh Lord!!
He strained to get up, his body revolting at the loss of her warmth. He ripped his shirt and she was looking at him this time, as he did that. She was allowing her eyes to roam his body, daringly this time, the last time, she'd been too much in a hurry to care. But now, she marvelled at his strong build...why he could crush her like an ant beneath him...so he was being gentle with her. And she now allowed herself to access her condition and felt her aching body. She still ached from the last time and her eyes moved lower as he took off his pants. She was awed by his magnificient build.
Was there anyone more handsome and perfect than Eriol? And he was all this...she would never let him go.
And she was aware of her own pink complexion against his hard thighs...his passion, she was sore. Still. But she was up again and wanted to be with him again.
She pulled opened her own shirt buttons and she spread her arms out inviting him and Eriol stopped for a moment.
He could see what his last passion had done to her. The marks of passion and yet here she was again, inviting him...
"Tomoyo...you are sore...I don't think..."Eriol was again stopped as she wound her legs around his waist and pulled him against her her, not minding his weight. She was just too driven to notice that. Her hands caressed him and she closed her eyes and all the time Eriol's eyes were fixed on her face drinking in every expression of her.
"I just want to please you...tell me you want this as much as I want you..."Tomoyo managed huskily.
And Eriol groaned, "If only you knew Tomoyo..."He ground out, his voice not his normal one, but sounded more like that of a primitve beast.
Her small tender hands found the base of his neck among his unruly hair and she pulled his face towards her.
"Show me then..."She whispered kissing him, this time she was sure he would be the one to get bruised lips!
He broke off, "No you are not ready..."He said but she closed her eyes, again a frustrating sound.
"Show me now...I want you now Eriol...NOW!!" She said grinding her hips against his hard member in a provocative way.
That was all Eriol could manage, he wanted this to stop fearing that this time, he might hurt her more but she was not helping. At all.
He entered her with one thrust and he filled her and had the pleasure surging through him. His control was again beginning to lose its hold but he struggled. Never was he so burnt with the passion...
"Mine..."He whispered harshly in her ear with each demanding and urgent thrust that was met equally with her her own ferocity. It was incredible that her petite body could hold him, his virginal experience that still seemed to cater to his every need, his sense, actually more than just satisfaction, for she seemed to know him completely in and out.
And he was very much satisfied when he finally possessed her completely, revelling at the warmth, her warmth that was slowly engulfing him. She was his, and he was his first lover. He was the first man to touch her like this although the fact he was not the first to hold her heart seemed to disturb him. Not the first to kiss her...
"Yours...only yours...forever..."Tomoyo said and Eriol looked at her satisfied face and the content smile on her lips.
Yes, she would be hurt this time more.
"I love you..."He heard her whisper and he went rigid against her. It was like a block of boulder that had been dropped on him or a tight slap across his face, this slow whisper that had come from her lips without her own knowledge and as if her body had realized that she had done what she was supposed to do, went limp beneath him.
Eriol stared at her unconscious form, that seemed to glow now altogether with a different light.
He was as drained as her. He closed her shirt and buttoned her up, pulling his own pants up.
He ignored the dishes as he carried her up.
He still didn't fully understand why they both ended up here together but he remembered Tomoyo's words in the kitchen and couldn't help the fluttery feeling in his stomach.
And for the first time, he felt it in his bones and blood, down to his basic soul that indeed, he was not alone and was glad. He had Tomoyo.
And she loved him!
But did she actually mean it?
He lifted the phone nearby and was startled to hear the ring tone. It was dead earlier.
And automatically his fingers dialled home.
"Hello!" His voice trembled a little.
And he heard two distinct voices on the other line.
It was Kaho and Yue.
"Where are you Eriol??" Kaho's voice sounded tensed and desperate.
Reality hit him and he winced. He looked at Tomoyo. And he blinked.
Should they go back? To the pain?
"Eriol..."He heard Tomoyo murmur and reach for her side, in the sleep.
She needed him...
"Eriol??"Syaoran's voice boomed over the other end and Eriol straightened.
"Yeah?"He asked back.
"Don't give me that Hiiragizawa! Just where the hell are you? Your number is not traceable...where are you? Where is Tomoyo?"Syaoran ground out.
"We are in...I am sorry Syaoran."Eriol said and replaced the receiver.
He slid into the bed and gathered Tomoyo in his arms. He wanted no one to find them. Just her and himself.
And whether good or bad, this old mansion would keep them safe.
Nakuru stood up with a serious expression on her face.
She reached for Yue and he turned a bored look on his face that grew grim looking at her like this. She was never like this.
"I need to have a word with you."She said calmly and Yue looked at her icily.
She closed her eyes and within seconds, she was in her all Ruby-Moon glory. With butterfly wings et al.
"Now Yue." She said, her voice seeming like a knife that cut through him.
And before anyone could realize what was happening, both were out.
Nakuru placed a hand against the bark of the tall oak tree and slumped against it, looking at the Thames.
"What is it now?" Yue's irritated voice asked her and she looked at him slowly.
Her eyebrows went up and she squared her shoulder.
"I must ask you that, Yue. You tell me now or else Sakura has to create altogether a new gaurdian for herself." Nakuru said in a low tone.
A/N:What can I say?? Plot thickens...that is all!!!
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