Chapter 6 : Old Unknown Connection
That night, Eriol just lay there in bed staring at the brown boring ceiling. He was staring, but not really seeing anything. His mind was elsewhere. He felt Kaho move against his chest. The hands resting on the back of his head now securely around her.
He couldn't block the images that was swirling in his head. The moment Kaho layed with him on the bed, and he was kissing her like he used to every night. He had thought of someone else. In their lovemaking, it didn't stop. But every picture that he has in mind felt so real and it had felt so right.
Was it the effect of imagining Daidouji Tomoyo in his arms? He knew it was normal, he already had an affair here and there. Harmless affairs it was, without feelings, aside from lust, of course. He knows, that he is betraying Kaho without even touching Tomoyo and that makes him feel more guilty.
He has to leave Japan again, before he does something, that would hurt someone dear to him.
Eriol had extra woken up early for this. His eyes scanned the empty classroom. He stood just in before the door for a moment, reminiscing some precious memories.
Tomoyo Daidouji. This was not the same classroom he had kissed her. It was supposed to be a thank-you kiss. But it causes him troubles now. Because till now, he can still remember the softness of her lips. Exactly, like the flowers ´s petals.
"Good morning."
He turned from the window coming face to face with lavender eyes.
"Good morning. Daidouji-san." He bowed.
"Something wrong?" She asked.
"Why are you asking?"
"You look different, the sight, when you had to leave for England." Tomoyo whispered. "It is the same."
She knows? Already. Is he that readable?
Before he could put a comment on that, the door opened once again, in came an unfamiliar face.
"Tomoyo Daidouji?"
"Yes?" She asked hiding the irritation from being interrupted. She already knew that it was the boy from Germany, there are no other blue-eyed, blond haired boy at their high school.
"Louie King." He offered his hand, which Tomoyo gradually took. "Please to meet you finally."
Awkward silence.
"I know you don't really know me, but our fathers has been business partners for a long time." He then said in english, winking at her with his eyes. He knew the term business to her, alright.
This seemed to wake her interest. "So youre the son of… Franz King. As I presume?" Tomoyo said in perfect british accent, something that surprised Eriol.
He nodded.
"I hope you will allow me to call you Tomoyo, I am not that familiar with the-"
"It´s alright." She smiled.
Was he totally forgotten now? Eriol thought, glancing at both. Sparks already playing above his head.
"I thought this country would be such a prison. My father sent me here for punishment, for not doing what he wanted… but now that I met you dearest Tomoyo, I doubt it would be." Louie flattered.
Eriol cleared his throat.
"Louie, this is Eriol Hiiragizawa, he is of british origin." Tomoyo introduced.
"Pleasure." Eriol greeted, not really looking happy about it.
"Same here." Louie offered his hand, which Eriol didn't take.
Tomoyo was now wondering what was wrong. Normally Eriol shows the neat character of a perfect gentleman.
Normally.
"So, where are you staying at Louie?" Tomoyo asked nervously.
Eriol narrowed his eyes. Seemingly disturbed about the familiarity between both.
"At Villa Elisabeth. Fine french furnishings from year 1700 were transported. It would be a pleasure if you could visit me sometimes. I heard that you are a wonderful singer, I have a piano, surely I could enlighten you with my ability."
Tomoyo nodded, feeling the heated gaze of the third person the room.
"Familiar with him so soon? Daidouji-san?" Eriol asked after the new student left.
"You let it sound as if, it's a sin." She countered.
"It is."
"Oh, is that jealousy I hear, Hiiragizawa?" She teased.
"Yes." He answered seriously.
"That's your problem." She then said.