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I know that I cannot give you such a very long chapter. That`s sucks, probably. But I`m afraid that I`ll make you bored if I post longer ones. Just expect that they will be about 1500-2500 words in each. And if I make some a bit longer, well ~ that is special gift to you all... who read and liked my story. *bows deep

DISCLAIMER:

I hate writing this part.

But however, I must concede that Card Captor Sakura isn`t mine.

Is. Not. Mine. No matter how obvious it is.

::The Proposal::

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SUMMARY:

"What are you doing in my room?" She jerked backward, gripping the sheet tight at her chest. Eriol let out a frustrated sigh. "First, Daidouji-san. This is my room."

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CHAPTER #3: The Promise

SOUNDS of beeping phone distracted their attention from gulping another glass of liquor. Tomoyo hiccupped as she took a peek at Eriol, who pulled out a brand new iPhone from his pocket. He stared at the screen for awhile and pressed the reject button.

"Why...?" Tomoyo asked, eyes red because of her drunk state.

Eriol looked up. "Why what?"

"I saw you before. Throwing... your iPhone right into the ocean on the deck. How... how could you get it back?"

"For a weak drinker, you have an amazing self-control not to hiccup much, Daidouji-san." Eriol complimented. "And yeah, I threw my phone away. I just bought this one before joining the dinner. Ah.. don`t give me that look, Daidouji-san. You must haven`t seen even half of this ship. I guess I should give you personal tour."

"Hiiragizawa-san... you`re wasting money."

"Eriol."

"I`m not... comfortable calling you that."

"Okay. Go on with Hiiragizawa thing."

"I... will. And you wasted money."

"I don`t think so."

"Don`t you... know... how much people... suffer from hunger... out there?" Tomoyo said with such difficulties, because her vision now became blurry. And her tounge—God, since when was a very difficult word to pronounce?

"I know. I followed some charity programs, too."

"You don`t get my point."

"Maybe."

Silence. Another glass had been emptied.

"I`m not feeling well lately..." Out of the blue, the England guy willingly talked about his personal life. "We had a big, big fight since last week..."

"We? Who are... we?"

"Me and Kaho."

"Me too, got tickets for this cruise by the lottery. If Sakura-chan wouldn`t so lucky... I bet we two won`t be here now."

"I caught her in my manor, having affair with another guy when Nakuru and Spinel went for some grocery shopping. Can`t you imagine that, Daidouji-san? In my manor! With an asshole, in our chamber!"

"Sakura said she loves the pumpkin tart... I think I should find out the recipe."

The irrelevant, random chats were going over and over until people that once made a circle crowd left them alone. Tomoyo collapsed on the dining table, her head felt like spinning. On the other hand, Eriol leaned his back against his seat.

"Who.. wins?" He groaned.

"I don`t care anymore... about this shit..." Tomoyo coughed. In such difficulties she rose on her feet, doing her best effort to balance herself. Then she offered her right hand to the Londoner. "Come on, I`ll... help you. Tell me where your room... is."

"No problem. I c-c-can handle myself." Eriol stood up, but unfortunately he stumbled and ended up crashing back on the seat.

Tomoyo gave him a I-told-you-that-you-need-my-hand look, which successfully hit his pride. Hard. Moreover... Oh, really! Was he in the position to refuse offers? Now? In this drunken state? He even couldn`t be able to manage his feet to stand still.

"You competed... against me and Sakura, Hiiragizawa-san. No wonder you completely lost your sync... with that body of yours." Tomoyo giggled. Her head ached no more. Instead, it now felt so light, as if it was made from cotton.

"I know! No need to... emphasize... that, okay?"

And we all know what would happen next. Tomoyo supported the Incarnate to his room—in the process she had to put his arm over her shoulders and circled her left arm around his back.

"Will Kaho be surprised... if she... finds out... me... being like... t-this?"

Tomoyo sighed. Her hearing senses might be on its imperfect condition due to alcohol`s influence, but she wasn`t dumb. When both of them were having incoherent rambling, she vaguely caught some parts of his sentence. Thence she knew about his `little` problem.

"Why are you... so worried? She was... the one who cheats on you."

Eriol scowled. "Hey! I love her! I`m used to be with her..."

Tomoyo gritted her teeth. Dragging a drunken man by herself and talking at the same time weren`t cushy to handle. Not when that drunken man, slow but sure, slipped down to the ground. Gathering all the strength she could muster, Tomoyo lifted Eriol to his feet once again.

"Hiiragizawa-san..." She was rasping. "I need you to cooperate with me, kay? I promise to send you to your room, but—but please... help me. You have to... try walking... You hear me? I can`t hold your weight alone..."

"Understood... Kaho..."

"Good. But I`m not... Mizuki-san. God, you are... heavy."

"Your hair... is long... Kaho also has..."

"There are so much people with—urgh!—long combings, Hiiragizawa-san. You need to... open your window wider." She examined her surrounding. They were now already in VIP corridor. "Answer me. What number is it?"

"What...? Kaho?"

"Your chamber. Its number."

"103."

"Okay. Where`s the key?"

"It`s not locked, Kaho... You should have... knew that."

"I am not Mizuki-san!" Getting annoyed, Tomoyo opened the door a little too powerful. Their body burst in the room. Her back hit the switch and the blinding ray of the lamp attacked her vision. Not enough with that, out of the blue she was trapped between two strong arms of the Londoner. Tomoyo stared helplessly as the wooden door automatically closed.

"Hiiragizawa-san, please... get off of me."

But he didn`t seem listening. "Ah. You`re right. You`re not Kaho..."

"I told you that several times. Now let me go—"

Her sentence was cut at the midway. The drunken Eriol Hiiragizawa shoved his finger between her raven locks, caressing, brushing, kissing them. He ignored all the protests and struggles which came from Tomoyo.

"I know this smell... You are not Kaho..."

Okay. Tomoyo got it.

This Reincarnation of Clow Reed was still drown in his own La-La Land.

She was about to struggle harder when he sighed something that weakened her knees in matter of seconds.

"Tomoyo... is this you?"

Maybe it`s just another side effect of the alcoholic beverages she gulped down. Or not. But the way he said her name in a mere whisper gave total shock all over the fibers of her being. It sounded so beautiful and right. She even wanted him to call again. To say her name.

"You must be Tomoyo... I can`t be mistaken..."

His fingers was now moving. Tracing her earlobe, neck, then jawline. In this close proximity, it was impossible to think straight. No. Scratch that. Honestly, it was impossible to think about anything. Her mind became blank.

Wake up, Daidouji, wake up! She warned herself mentally.

Anyway... it wasn`t that handy to rebuild concentration.

"Back off, Hi... Hiiragizawa-san. P-Please..."

"Yeah... I know it`s you..."

"Hiiragi—"

Their mouth crushed when Eriol fell forward because of sudden dizziness. Tomoyo popeyed, but what surprised her more was the fact that Eriol didn`t pull himself away. Instead he moved against her lips, rubbing them so slowly, in a way drunken man wouldn`t do. And Tomoyo—who never been kissed before—was unable to deny her own demand. She was enjoying it. Whether it was because of liquor`s effect or not, honestly, she didn`t really give it a damn. Every motion Eriol made awakened tingling sensation and discovered passion which slept inside her.

Probably her mistake—she decided to call it a mistake later—at that time was eliciting a gasp when he nibbled her lower lip. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, exploring the cavern sensually.

Tomoyo`s guard was crumbling down.

Her vision was slowly turning white...

SEAGULLS chirping and sunlight filtering through the thin curtain woke him up. Eriol squinted his eyes as he adjusted to the brightness. Suddenly he realized that he had nothing on except a white sheet which covering his body—from the waist down. And... Eriol felt another person`s presence.

Here.

In his room.

No.

More precisely, that person is right beside him.

He sat up right away to look at his side. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead.

"Daidouji-san?"

On the deadly ground, how could this young Daidouji get in his chamber?

Also, how could they sleep on the same bed, sharing the same cloth to hide their undressed body?

Eriol shut his eyes tight, trying to recollect memory about last night. But before he could analyze it, he felt her figure moved.

Crap! She`s awake! He cursed inwardly. Jumping off from the bed, Eriol grabbed his boxers and pants, then hurriedly put them on. Well... at least he is half-dressed. Moreover, the sheet isn`t big enough to cover both of their body, if Tomoyo was going to be hysterical.

Really. Tomoyo Daidouji and hysterical didn`t match.

But who knows?

"Hiiragizawa-san?"

Shit! Shit! Why of all the words could be spoken, she called his name right after opening her eyes? Man, this is going to get worse...

"Why are you in my room?" She asked sleepily, still yawning. But seconds later she was already aware of her state. Means, being naked under a piece of cloth in a chamber with half-naked (or half-dressed, call it whatever you want) man. ALONE.

Pause. Both of them did staring contest.

"What are you doing in my room?" She jerked backward, gripping the sheet tight at her chest. "Why are you not wearing any shirt?"

Eriol let out a frustrated sigh. He had expected tons of reaction from her but apparently he missed this one.

"First, Daidouji-san. This is my room. So, I have full rights to do anything—included taking off my shirt."

Her shoulders stiffened. "Yours?"

Not knowing better response, he nodded. "Yeah. Mine."

Another pause.

The difference was, this time was much more uncomfortable.

"Don`t look at me like that, Daidouji-san. Please."

Tomoyo was shaking, her voice quivered when she said in low tone, "Did we do what I think we maybe do?"

"I don`t know."

"Hiiragizawa-san..." A pleading and warning at once.

"I don`t know!" Eriol nearly roared. "I don`t know, okay? What I can recall is just we were drunk last night because of a stupid competition! And I almost lost consciousness so you took me here! I don`t know the rest!"

Tomoyo froze as realization hit her hard. Well, it was true. She helped the Londoner to go back to his room. Then she was about to leave when out of the blue—

Oh my God.

We kissed, she said inwardly as her memory slowly gathered. So what`s next? What`s next? She couldn`t remember.

"What if..."

"What?"

"Nothing," Tomoyo shook her head, making her hair waved beautifully. "Forget it."

Sensing her hesitation, Eriol said, "Go ahead."

"What if I get... pregnant... in later days?"

Eriol choked. "Huh?"

"What if we really did that? Hiiragizawa-san, we must think of it! We were drunk last night, so it blurs our memory. You cannot just saying that it will be okay!"

"That`s your problem. Why do you ask me? If you get pregnant someday maybe the baby isn`t mine."

His statement stabbed her feeling deeper than she thought. Her anger rose. Through gritted teeth and clenched fists with irritation, she said clearly yet slowly. "I`m not a whore, Hiiragizawa-san. Sorry to disappoint you, but if I`m with a child, it must be yours."

"You might do the same thing with your boyfriend!" He was still defensive.

"It must be yours, Hiiragizawa-san. Am I not clear enough for you?"

Silence. Something clicked inside the Incarnation`s mind.

Licking his lips nervously, Eriol tried to express what he had just realized. "Wait. You are still... virgin?"

Tomoyo smiled wryly. "Congratulations, Hiiragizawa-san."

"Means... if we did—you know what—have sex, it was your first time?"

"Now you know why I become so anxious."

The silence once again controlled the atmosphere. Eriol was busy battling with his ego. He never involved in such complicated situation. Even his fights with Kaho were still considered simple, comparing with state of affairs he was now in.

"Daidouji-san, I`m in relationship with Kaho. We are almost engaged."

"And I have tons of dream to pursue." She replied coldly. "We both don`t want it to be like this, Hiiragizawa-san. Therefore we need to solve it. If this is fixed, you may live happily ever after with Mizuki-san and I`ll go after my goals."

Ruffling his already messy hair, Eriol walked accross the room to pick his wallet, which lay innocently on the desk. He pulled out something from inside and threw back the wallet to its previous place.

"Here." He held out his hand as he handed a small slip of rectangular paper on her. "My card. If something happens later... just call me. Anytime. I`m twenty-four hours and seven days online. Don`t suspect me change my number. I will be responsible."

"Thanks," said Tomoyo. She accepted the card and put it on the bed. "Now, would you please get out for some minutes? I want to get dressed."

PRESENT day.

"I need to find the card." Tomoyo murmured to no one in particular, disposing her last pregnancy test. She will charge Eriol Hiiragizawa responsibility as he had promised. Yet they had a deal about it. He shouldn`t just walk away.

No way to run for the England Sorcerer.

The raven-haired Daidouji had nothing to lose.

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to be continued.