WALL OF FAME!
MAru-chan
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Hope you continue to read my story! And because you guessed right,
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Thanks for being such a consistent reviewer! I've read your story also…it's cool… Tomoyo getting caught by Eriol? Not bad. . .hmm. . .you know what they say about people in love. They make the coolest man melt. Same goes for her. . .Cursed that Hiirigizawa and his charms teehee. . .About the one she bumped into. . .Well you'll find out here! Thanks a lot and keep on reading! much hugs and kisses!
Yes, thanks to those who reviewed. To those who didn't, well, it's your choice to break this poor writer's heart. Anyway, this one is for MAru-chan coz she guessed right! Yay:) Thanks to those who support me, and to the consistent reviewers mainly pin0ts and crystal-shian. Love you so much!
Presenting Chapter 8: Surprises (Kinda obvious what this chapter is about.)
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Small recap:
"Look." Tomoyo cut off. She wasn't in the mood for their argument. "It's okay. I can handle this. Please, leave me alone."
They both gave her sympathetic glances before poofing off. Tomoyo sighed and tried to straighten her tie. Really, she was starting to get tired of crying. She headed to the bathroom and splashed water on her face and freshened up. As she opened the door she once again collided with someone, this time both of them was sent sprawling on the floor.
Tomoyo groaned from her spot. "Oh I'm sorry, are you ok?"
"Daidouji? Is that you!"
Tomoyo gasped at the figure above her, then once again, she blacked out.
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"Daidouji-san? Ne, daidouji-san!"
"Mmm…?" Tomoyo was shook awake. She was at the school infirmary, and someone staring at her with vaguely familiar wine colored eyes. . .
"Li-san!" She gasped, and sat up on her bed. She prepared herself for the inevitable hug, and surely, Meilin threw her arms around the pale girl. Time had been very good to her friend. She now have a very womanly figure, probably most girls would have killed to have it. Her complexion was as smooth as ivory, her hair shining in the sunlight, her smile white and sparkly. She even held now a more womanly grace. No more bounding up and hugging Syaoran.
"Oh Daidouji-san! How are you! I didn't hurt you did I? I just wanted to surprise you but you suddenly fainted!" The Chinese girl giggled, bobbing up and down.
Tomoyo flushed, embarrassed at her lack of composure at their unscheduled reunion. 'Did I just said womanly grace?' "Yeah, It's kinda becoming a habit now." She muttered dryly, returning her hug and remembering the time Eriol also "surprised" her. 'Whatever happened to good old schedules?'
"Who cares about that? I'm so excited to be here!"
"You hair. . .it's so. . . short." Tomoyo said after Meilin let her go, fingering the silky block locks that reached up to Meilin's chin.
"You like it? It's the fashion this year! And my agent absolutely insisted that I cut my hair. Although I must say I miss my locks every now and then. But hey, this 'do landed me a show at England, so who's complaining?" Her wine eyes sparkled.
Tomoyo grinned back, surveying the other girl. She was more beautiful now, she also wears make up, and wore fashionable clothes. No one can deny of her as a model.
"Please, keep your voices down girls. If you're already feeling well, Daidouji-san, you can go back to your class." The nurse said primly, casting them an evil look.
The two friends exchanged looks but didn't say anything as Tomoyo swung off the bed and left the clinic with her friend.
"Drat that nurse. I can't believe she's still here. Doesn't she get a life?" Meilin rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. She smiled widely and bounded up and down. Tomoyo couldn't help but smile at her antics. It was hard not to be infected by her bubbly mood.
"It's great to have you back here at Tomoeda, Li-san." Tomoyo said sincerely as they head back to her class.
"Really? Since you're so glad maybe you'd like to grab some cones at the old place and shopped a little? My dear cousin insisted that I bring only 4 bags, and how the heck can I fit my clothes there? I mean, I'm staying here for a whole week!"
Tomoyo laughed, shaking her head. She changed so much. . . "Gomen ne, I still have Calculus to attend to."
Meilin pouted. "Aw come on. I wasn't here for 4 years. You better give me a tour, Daidouji!"
Tomoyo started to protest, but stopped herself. "Oh, what the heck. Okay, I'll just ask Sakura to bring my bag back home. Let's go!" She spun on her heel and steered her guest to the exit of the school.
Meilin's eyes widened. "Whoa! I was just kidding back there, girl! Since when did you cut class?"
Tomoyo laughed. "Oh, I don't. But I decided to make an exemption for a special guest."
Together they pushed the doors open and stepped into the streaming sunlight. Already, Tomoyo felt cheered up from her and Syaoran's "talk" a little while ago.
She didn't even object when Meilin offered to "drive" in her Porsche.
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"I swear, I'm not ever gonna let you drive again. Ever." Tomoyo mused, rearranging her ponytail as Meilin haphazardly parked the car by the parking area at the mall.
"Hey! I was a perfectly good driver. You were just too uptight." Meilin giggled and retouched her makeup.
"Jeez, maybe I am overreacting. Me and that police who asked us to pullover." Tomoyo said sarcastically, getting out of the car and smoothing down her dark blue skirt.
Meilin followed suit and locked the doors with a press of a button. "We got off easily thanks to yours truly." She checked her reflection, smiling before muttering "Besides I'm only speeding a little bit. Just 80 over the standard 40 km/hr" She grinned innocently, her eyes wide. After last minute retouching and making sure she looks perfect she smiled at Tomoyo "Okay let's go."
Tomoyo smiled as they both entered the mall, the welcoming cool air of the air con beating the hotness outside. 'It's so nice to go shopping again with someone with a great taste in fashion.'
It was great to shop with her mother once, while she wasn't invalid yet, Sakura, her closest shopping consultant had been unavailable for a while since she was so busy with the wedding, and her fellow models were too shallow for her to really enjoy their company.
'Wait a minute, I haven't been thinking about Sakura-chan.' Tomoyo realized with a start as they stepped inside Diana Taylor's one of the most exclusive shops.
'Why haven't I been thinking about Sakura-chan?' She thought, nodding absently to Meilin's "I'll be right back." before turning to a shopping whirlwind.
'Maybe it's because you've got someone else on your mind, honey."
Tomoyo groaned and looked on her shoulder. Sure enough, Chic Chibi Tomoyo was lounging lazily on her shoulder, wearing a Diana Taylor's special jean jacket over her white ribbed tank top.
"You're back again? Where's Twin number two?" Tomoyo muttered under her breath. She was pretty sure she was the only one who could see the chibi Tomoyos, and talking to herself would look really stupid. She pawed through the racks of silk tshirts.
"I'm here, and I have a name." Prim Tomoyo huffed on her other shoulder, looking disapprovingly.
'Hey, what's with the look?" She asked Prim Tomoyo, holding a dark blue silk shirt by herself and scrutinizing her reflection. After Chic Tomoyo's decisive shake of her head, Tomoyo hung it back to the rack and made her way to the evening gowns.
"You were supposed to be at school. In Integral Calculus?"
This time it wasn't only Chic Tomoyo who rolled her lavender eyes. "At least let me have some fun, mother."
"What? I'm not –"
"You sure are acting like it." Chic Tomoyo said, pointing to a shimmering lavender gown at the edge of the rack. Tomoyo grinned approvingly and reached for the dress. "Oh wait, you're not acting like our mother, you're acting like a bossy, know-it-all."
"Hey I'm not bossy!" Prim Tomoyo shouted. "And that gown is not practical!" she added.
Tomoyo and chic Tomoyo exchanged looks of disbelief. "Are you sure you're a part of me?" Tomoyo asked prim Tomoyo.
Before Prim Tomoyo could answer, they all heard a squeal. "That is so divine on you, Daidouji!" Meilin gushed, rushing to her side with several hangers of clothing on each hand and several assistants trailing behind her.
"You think so?" Tomoyo asked, hearing the soft poofs on her shoulder.
"Absolutely. Try it on!"
Tomoyo grinned and checked out her reflection. The lavender gown has small fitted bodice, flimsy spaghetti straps, and the material was made out of a beady material. Reluctantly, she replaced it back on the rack. "It's nice, but I can't take it Li-san."
"Why not? I'm sure price is not the object."
Tomoyo sighed. "No, it's not. It's just no practical." For some reason, she could feel Prim Tomoyo smile gloatingly at her twin.
"Oh jeez Daidouji." Meilin said exasperatedly, retrieving the gown and practically shoving Tomoyo in the dressing room.
Tomoyo laughed. "I really didn't have much of a choice, do I?"
After a few minutes, she emerged outside the dressing room and stood in front of the 3 way mirror. Meilin gasped and dropped the clothes, which was quickly retrieved by the salesladies behind her. "OMG! You look stunning!"
Tomoyo smiled and craned her neck to check out every angle. Meilin took a pin out of her hair and piled Tomoyo's locks into a bun. "Breathtaking Daidouji, simply breathtaking."
Meilin gushed on and on about shoes, accessories, make up, but Tomoyo tuned her out, smiling at her reflection.
'Hmm. . .I do look good inthis. . .I wonder if Eriol would think so too?'
Suddenly she frozed as she digested her thoughts.
'Whoah! Back up, back up! What did I just said back there? If Eriol would think so too? What the hell do I care what that insensitive jerk thinks?'
Tomoyo's logical side was telling her to take the dress back on the rack, but it looked so darn good that after she changed clothes she directly went to the cashier and paid for it.
Meilin followed her to the cashier. She gasped as Tomoyo reached for her Platinum card.
'What?" Tomoyo asked self consciously. She was kind of uncomfortable whenever people make such a big fuss about her credit cards, or cars, or expensive clothes. She was sure Meilin has one too, after all, she's a model. So what's her problem?
Meilin dumped the clothes on the arms of the sales lady and grabbed Tomoyo's wrist. The pale girl almost groaned as she saw the shine of the diamond reflected on her friend's eyes. "You're engaged! I knew it! Oh Daidouji-san I'm so happy for you!" She gave her another hug.
Tomoyo returned the hug halfheartedly, bewildered at Meilin's reaction. "What do you mean by that? Are you associated with Arthur or something?"
"Who's Arthur? Your servant or something? I mean Hiirigizawa! You should have told me the news!"
Tomoyo gently pushed her away. "Huh? Eriol? You mean you though. . .I. . . He . . ." Tomoyo laughed hard, clutching her sides.
Meilin looked at her, confused. "What's wrong with you? Have I said something?"
Tomoyo shook her head, gasping for breath. "No. . .I. . . I'm not engaged to Hiirigizawa, how can you think that?" She smiled at her, wiping tears out of her eyes.
"But. . .you and Hiirigizawa has been perfect for each other." She asked confused. The fantasy look in her eyes deied and she also retrieved her credit card from her purse and threw it down on top of the clothes.
Tomoyo got a dazed look, clutching the bag with her dress in it. 'Why does everyone have to remind me of that baka and how good we look together? As if I need reminding.'
As they passed a photo shop she saw a huge portrait of a Newlywed. Mr & Mrs. Kazaaki Miroku said the caption.
'Hmmm, I probably need to do some wedding plans myself. The pictures looked good. They could do the photo sessions.' Tomoyo decided, replacing the bride with her own image and the groom with Eriol's face.
'Hey! Not Eriol! Arthur! Arthur, Arthur Arthur! A-R-T-H-U-R!'
"What? Did you say something Daidouji-san? What is about Arthur?" Meilin asked curiously.
"It's nothing. Forget about it. Let's shop!"
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After several stores and several swiped of credit cards later, Tomoyo has 5 bulging bags while Meilin has too many to count, they settled themselves at a coffee shop.
"I'm bushed!" Meilin exclaimed and threw herself at a booth. Her shimmering black hair caught the red dimmed lights of the shop making it more lustrous than ever. Tomoyo knew her friend looked great, confirmed by the admiring glances thrown by the male species the passed.
Tomoyo followed suit but with more grace, tucking her legs neatly. "Yes but what awesome finds. You truly are a shopping athlete Li-san." Truly she admired the girl's taste, wild, but elegant. A strange combination only Li Meilin can pull off. A waiter appeared at her side, his pen poised on the pad.
"I'll have a mocchachino and an apple pie with vanilla ice cream on top." Meilin said tiredly at the waiter. Immediately he began writing frantically. "Thanks Daidouji-san, you're not so bad yourself."
Tomoyo winked back and ordered. "I'll have a cappuccino and blueberry cheesecake please."
Without another word, the waiter left with a whoosh.
"Thanks for coming with me. I just get this urge to shop whenever I'm in a new place." Meilin said, digging around her many bags for her oriental hair accessory. With a crow she found it and clipped back several of her bangs that gotten in front of her pretty face.
"Don't mention it."
"What's gotten into you anyway? It's not like you to blow off your class for a shopping spree, especially a major one." Meilin inquired, pushing some of her bags to make place for the coffee the waiter was putting down on their table.
Tomoyo cupped her hand around her coffee, letting the warmth soak in her pale hands. She had no idea how that habit started, but it was stuck with her through the years. "I don't know, Li-san. I think I could really use the company."
Meilin smiled and sipped her coffee. She was about to say something when Tomoyo waved her off with a wave of her hand. "What?" Meilin turned, searching for the source of Tomoyo's furrowed brows.
"It's my fiancé. What is he doing here?" Tomoyo murmured, also sipping from her cup. Arthur was standing outside the shop, looking concerned as he kept checking his diamond studded Rolex. The sweet yet bitter taste in her mouth was delicious, but some things are more important than coffee.
"Hmm, he's the blonde one, right?" Meilin turned at her and winked mischeviously. "He's a babe." Catching the look in her pale friend's face, her expression turned concerned. "What? What's wrong?"
"He's not supposed to be here. . . he's supposed to be at the office. . ." Tomoyo said, digging a fork on her cheesecake and nibbling on the morsel delicately.
"Maybe he's meeting someone? A client or. . ." Meilin's eyes widened. She leaned over the table and whispered "Do you think he have another woman?"
Tomoyo couldn't help but smile at the irony. If Sakura or any other girl would see their fiancé that maybe be meeting with another woman, it would drive them insane. But Daidouji Tomoyo was taking it all in stride. "Hmm, I don't know. He could be."
Meilin's leaned back on her seat, surprise written all over her face. "You're not worried?"
"Nah. It's natural in high society marriages. They got bored with each other and eventually they'll have their own partners at the side." Tomoyo smiled, amused at the suspicious look on Meiiln's eyes. "I don't have a partner, if that's what you're thinking."
Embarrassed, Meilin shoved a huge forkful of pie in her mouth in a totally unladylike way.
Suddenly, Arthur looked up and saw Tomoyo at her seat. All color drained from his face, nearly making him paler than Tomoyo.
Tomoyo smiled hesitantly, waving her hand a little bit and beckoning to come inside. 'He can't pretend he didn't see me. Maybe there's a logical explanation behind this.'
Arthur smiled back a little bit and went in the shop. Meilin wasn't aware of what's happening until Arthur slipped in beside Tomoyo and kissed her on the cheek. "How are you, sweetheart? Aren't you supposed to be at school? Oh, you have a guest." He added, smiling and nodding politely at Meilin.
Meilin flushed and quickly wiped the area around her mouth with a napkin. "Hi. You must be Arthur. I'm Li Meilin, Daidouji-san's friend." She offered a hand, smiling gracefully.
Arthur shook her hand. "Nice to meet you. Yes, I'm Arthur, Tomoyo's fiancé. You're a model, right?"
"Right!" Meilin smiled, flattered that she was known by this prestigious man.
"What are you doing here?" Tomoyo asked, turning her attention to the American. Was it her imagination, or does he look uncharacteristically shifty today?
'Nah, it must be me and my paranoid mind.'
"I'm meeting with a client today, honey. What are you doing here so early?" Arthur countered, his blue eyes looking at anything but Tomoyo's violet orbs.
"School ended early." Tomoyo lied, nudging Meilin under the table with her foot.
"That's good. Listen, it was great talking to you girls, but I really must be off, can't be late for my. . .uh. . .appointment." Arthur said, looking a little bit flustered, before pecking Tomoyo lightly on the cheek before sliding out of the booth once again. He threw a few bills on the table and murmured a "Have a good day. I'll call you." And getting out of the shop.
"Wow! Your guy du jour is sooo cool! He's nice, a gentleman, rich and waaay handsome to boot!" Meilin squealed, her wine eyes widening. "But he's not as astonishingly handsome as that bastard Hiirigizawa of course." She added loyally, before sipping the last dregs of her coffee.
Tomoyo rolled her eyes and ignored the pang in her chest. "Whatever."
A loud ringer surprised both of them. The girls both pressed their cell phones in their ears with a timed "Hello?"
The call was for Meilin. Tomoyo sighed and replaced her phone in her bag and asked the waiter for the check while Meilin conversed with someone whoever called her. The same, bug eyed waiter came rushing at their table with a neat black little check book on his hand. Tomoyo pushed the bills Arthur threw down impatiently, without even bothering to count it.
"Madame, you made a mistake, this amount is too much." The waiter said, counting the bills.
"It's your tip. Keep it." Tomoyo said shortly, flipping back her hair and watching her friend interestedly. It was funny how even a call seemed lively to Meilin. She was gesturing wildly, her red slicked lips curved into a smile. Tomoyo noted with amazement as she compared Meilin to herself. Quiet, withdrawn, small words.
"Okay girl, hate to cut this shopping spree short ('Short?' Tomoyo asked to herself) but we need to go. That was my insufferable cousin at the phone, he insisted we go back 'as soon as you can'" She said, mimicking Syaoran's serious voice quite effectively. "Hey where's the check?"
"Already took care of it, compliments of Arthur." Tomoyo said dismissively and head out of the shop clutching her bags.
"You gotta tell him I said thanks. That guy is so great!" Meilin gushed, following Tomoyo to the parking lot.
Tomoyo smiled. "That makes one of you."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Come on Syaoran is probably –Oof!" A strange heavy someone barreled into Tomoyo.
"hey! Watch it where you're going! Are you alright, Daidouji?" Meilin snapped at the offender before helping Tomoyo on her feet.
"I'm fine, it's my clumsiness. I'm sorry – You!" Tomoyo turned to apologize but was very much surprised to see who has bumped into her. "Kiffy!"
Kiffy gasped, looking frightened despite the big sunglasses covering almost her entire face. Her assistant could shave off her hair, grow a moustache, or even have sex transplant but Tomoyo could know her anywhere. "Mademoisell! I- I- Gome na sai!" She stood up quickly and bowed so low her silky blue hair almost touched the concrete.
"It's alright, don't be ridiculous Kiffy. Stand up. What are you doing here?" Tomoyo asked curiously and retrieved the scattered shopping bags. Kiffy hurled herself to the floor and raced to help her mistress.
'I'm –I'm going shopping Mademoiselle. The refrigerator is nearly empty." She said, looking flustered. They all walked back to her car, Kiffy took all their bags despite of their reluctance.
"Shopping? In those clothes?" Meilin asked skeptically. Although her maid has an outfit that was cheaper than any outfit Tomoyo and Meiln would have worn, it was still beautiful. Her sheer camisole peeked under her baby pink sundress, and her strappy sandals hugged her feet to perfection, making her look taller than usual. She was even a light dusting of makeup, Tomoyo was surprised to notice,
"Uhm. . .well, people did said that it was good to look your best, ne?" Kiffy said laughing awkwardly and depositing all the bags at the back of the car. Meilin fished out the car keys but Tomoyo quickly intercepted it, smiling. She mouthed "Better let me drive."
Meilin huffed but proceeded to climb in the passenger seat. Kiffy bowed down to Tomoyo, her cheeks still flaming. "If you don't need me anymore, I better go inside and complete my shopping."
Tomoyo smiled and waved her on. "Yes, you may go. Have a nice time!" She climbed in the driver seat. She watched in the rearview mirror as Kiffy checked her surroundings before proceeding to go inside the mall.
"She's a little bit too excited just to go shopping, don't you think?" Tomoyo murmured then took off her glasses. She replaced them with a fashionable pair of sunglasses and looked over to her friend.
Meilin was reapplying her lipstick. "You mean Kiffy? Yeah. She looks good, but that is not I'm-going-shopping outfit, it's a I'm-getting-ready-for-a-hot-date-with-an-incredibly-hotter-guy." Her eyes glittered mischievously as she slipped on her own sunglasses.
Tomoyo sighed and smoothly drove out from the parking lot and into the highway. "She haven't mentioned anyone to me. Hmm, I wonder who is she meeting?"
"Whoa, girl, that was just my misguided conclusion." Meilin threw her arms for emphasis. She pushed a button and the roof came up. "You mind if we leave the top up? It's messing my hair."
"Sure." Tomoyo murmured absently. 'People were definitely acting strange today,' She thought, ignoring the endless stream of babble issuing from the Chinese's mouth and nodding once or twice when needed. 'Suddenlyappearing out of nowhere! First Meilin, then Arthur, then Kiffy. Hmm, I wonder who's next?'
She stopped the car at the stoplight but she wasn't able to stop the next thought in her head.
'If only Eriol would follow the "appearing" act. I miss him so much'
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Tomoyo haven't fully parked the car when Meilin bounded out of it energetically. "Watch it, Li-san!" Tomoyo warned. But her warning fell to deaf ears as Meilin was already at the Kinimoto's front door and pounding it like her life was depending on it. Tomoyo got out of the car and looked the doors, replacing her glasses once again. She joined Meilin at the front steps.
"Open up! Hey!" Meilin shouted pounding the door with more force. Tomoyo was about to discreetly push the doorbell when they heard a male irritated voice "I'm coming I'm coming. Man! Why don't anyone use a doorbell anymore?" Syaoran threw it open, and Meilin squealed as she jumped and envelope her cousin in a big bear hug. "Xiao Lang! I missed you you baka!" She suddenly punched Syaoran, who flew across the hallway and landed with a resounding crash.
Tomoyo sweatdropped and let herself in. Meilin was now choking Syaoran, shouting "You never call! You never write! You never call saying you'r never gonna write! What's with you, you jerk!"
Tomoyo heard voices coming from the living room so she let herself in there, leaving the two cousins in their happy reunion. As soon as she stepped in the well-lighted room however, darkness once again enveloped her.
'Hey, hang on! Have I fainted again! This is getting irritating. . .'
When she sniffed however, she smelled a scent of wildflowers. You can't smell wildflowers when you've fainted, right. Then she felt some crushing pressure around her.
"DAIDOUJI-SAN! HOW ARE YOU?! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! MY HOW HAVE YOU GROWN! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL AS EVER!"
Tomoyo then realized that the darkness was caused by her face mashing into the chest of her friend. "A-Akizuki-san?" She stammered, and raised her pale arms to hug the over excited Sun guardian back.
"O, I'll just loooooooveeeeeee the way you say my name in that sweet voice of yours. Say it again!" Everybody sweatdropped. Nakuru finally released her, beaming as she held the younger child an arm's length away. The sun guardian haven't changed much. She was wearing an incredibly wild outfit only she could pull off, and the same I'm-so-happy-to-be-here-let-me-hug-you expression on her face haven't changed also.
Spinel landed on the guardian's red hair, and looked at her with dismissive eyes. "You must excuse her behavior. She is just so excited to see you. But the compliments are well placed."
Tomoyo smiled, knowing the polite attitude the cat has inherited from his master. "It's nice to see you too, Spinel-sun."
Tomoyo haven't noticed it before, but Keroberos was at the corner of the room, staring daggers at the newcomer. If it wasn't for Sakura's restraining arms around him, he would have attacked his "rival".
"Tomoyo-san, it's good to see you." A more matured, female voice said.
Nakuru finally realeased her. Tomoyo gasped at the elder woman. It was Mizuki Kaho, their teacher and the rumored "lover" of Eriol. She hugged her, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach. 'Is that why Eriol returned to England? To go back to Mizuki-san?'
Before she could say anything else, Meilin bounded in the room, dragging her poor unconscious cousin behind her, and the noise was increased by ten decibels. Sakura rescued her faince which left Kero an opportunity to attack Spinel with a spoonful of sugar. Touya just announced unwisely that he's home, sending Nakuru to a frenzy.
Tomoyo was quite happy to see all her long lost friends there, but she was feeling quite suffocated. He muttered a soft "excuse me" and made it past the insistent Nakuru and the pitiable Touya, and let herself out of the house. She sat down on the grass at the garden, feeling hollow.
'He's not with them.'
Now she know why she was feeling so excited to see everyone. She just wanted to see if he was there with them.
Tomoyo wrapped her arms around her, shivering against the cold howl of the wind.
"Daidouji-san? What are you doing here outside in this wind?" Tomoyo felt something draped on her shoulder. It turned out to be a man's sweater. She looked up to see Yukito's smiling face, his silver eyes glistening behind his glasses.
"I. . .Tsukishiro-san, good evening." She muttered feebly and pulled the sweater more tightly around her.
"Let's go inside, everyone's waiting." Yukito said gently, also sitting down with her.
Tomoyo shrugged but didn't move to stand up.
"It's okay, you know."
"Huh?"
"Being lonely."
Tomoyo opened her mouth to refuse, but she caught the look in his eyes. Understanding. If it would have been anyone else, she would have denied it. But she didn't She just accepted it.
After a few moments, Tomoyo stood up and smiled. "Let's go inside."
"Okay."
She handed back Yukito's coat and he took it back without a word. When they reached the front door, however, they saw Touya being dragged off by Naruko.
Yukito rushed forward, smiling as he rescue Touya.
Tomoyo stood outside the door for a moment and gazed up the stars. Then she went insde and closed the door.
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At England, Eriol looked up to the stars. He was standing at the balcony by his room. He sighed, and went inside to shut the door.
'Very soon my dear, very soon.'
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Tomoyo was having fun at the impromptu party at the Kinimoto residence when the clock chimed Midnight.
"It's late. I need to go home." Tomoyo said, rushing to gather her things that somehow ended up scattered at the living room. She turned to the guests and smiled. "You can just come by tomorrow to get settled at the house." They all agreed that all guests will sleep at Tomoyo's house, but Meilin insisted that they spend the first night at the Knimoto's. Everyone but Tomoyo agreed, saying she's needed by the house.
After several drunken "Good nights" and "Take care" Tomoyo let herself out of the house and drove home.
"I'll just take care of the bags tomorrow." She muttered as she pulled up the driveway.
She was about to ring the doorbell but figured that everyone was asleep, she circled the house and let herself in by the backdoor.
"Funny, I thought everyone's asleep." She muttered, seeing the light under the kitchen door.
Tomoyo sighed, thinking it was just the servants. When she pushed open the door, she gasped and dropped everything she was holding.
"YOU!"
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Hmm, who the heck is that visitor at the dead of the night? Interesting, don't you think? Classes are starting soon, so I might not finish the story (especially if you don't review!) or it may take some time to finish this. Thanks for reading and reviewing. Paalam:)
