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Author's note: Don't kill me! Ok, happy holidays to whomever is celebrating, and to those who don't, happy December. Ok, so I don't know if you guys will take this as a gift or want to shoot me. But I swear I have direction.
What She Needs- The Love Affair
Tomoyo stared at the hands of the grandfather clock in her living room. It would be eleven soon. She twirled the sash of her red silk robe idly as she waited.
She soon heard a knock on the door and went to answer it. She looked up at the tall auburn haired man and felt some of the tension leave her shoulders. Tomoyo took him by the hand and pulled him into the house. She helped him take his coat off and went on her toes to kiss him gently on the lips.
"Thanks for coming." She spoke quietly without looking into his eyes and kissed him once more.
"Of course." He replied then followed her up the stairs to her bedroom.
She sat down on the bed while he remained standing. She reached for the belt of his pants and undid them as he pulled the robe for her shoulders. There was no need for foreplay between the two. Once they were both undressed, he laid her down on the bed and made love to her.
Tomoyo sat up from the bed and reached into the end table drawer and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. She lifted a slender stick from the box then held the pack out. She offered her guest one but he refused. "You know I don't. And you know I don't like that you do."
She shrugged and lit hers.
"So are you going to tell me what happened today that made you call me?" He rose from the bed, to reach for his boxers and pulled them on.
"I got a call." She replied and tapped her cigarette ashes into the trash can. "From your sister."
Touya Kinamoto nodded and pulled on his shirt before sitting back on the edge of the bed. "About Syoaran's birthday I suppose."
"Yeah." She put out the cigarette on the side of the trashcan and dumped it in.
"Do you plan to go?"
"I told her I would. She is still my best friend." They were silent for a while as Touya pulled on the remainder of his clothes. "How is Yukito? Is he doing well?" She hadn't asked because she cared, she only asked to break the unnerving silence in the air.
"He's fine. He stayed up to let Yue visit Sakura tonight. That's why I couldn't come until late. Sorry." He stood up with his hands in his jean pockets.
Tomoyo reached for the robe at the end of the bed and wrapped it around her. "It's fine, I'm just glad you could make it. I'll walk you out."
Touya followed Tomoyo silently down the stairs and stopped next to her at the doorway. "I know it hurts Tomoyo, but you need to start taking better care of yourself." He cradled her soft face in his large hand. "You can always call me for other reasons Tomoyo. Even just to talk. You know I love you and I will be here for you." He bent down and kissed her hair.
Tomoyo nodded and opened the door for him. She watched as he pulled on his jacket and retreated into the night, back to his true lover. She always knew why she was involved in the tawdry love affair. For one, Touya was very good in bed. He was one of those people that really made her forget. The second reason, although she denied it for a very long time, was because Touya was Sakura's brother and that was the closest she would ever get to her Sakura blossom.
He was tender when they went to bed together and she knew that he loved her, but not quite the way she wanted to be loved. But that was fine. She didn't want that kind of love from him. He consoled her and did this for her without question because he knew she needed it. Tomoyo used to think that Touya would come to her because he missed the touch of a woman, which could still be the case. But after so many years of being sexual partners, and hearing him talk about Yukito and watching them together, she realized that he did it mostly for her. Touya's love for Yukito was so pure and he always seemed happier with him than he ever was with her.
There was nothing missing in his life for Touya, so he must have been continuing the affair for Tomoyo's sake. Realizing this once again, Tomoyo ran to her room and cried.
To be continued…….