Dear all, I am so so so so so so so deeply sorry for the wait. I've written some chapters but something was wrong with my Safari browser. I could not log into my fanfiction account. :( :( :(

So here I am uploading chapter 3-and chapter 4 back-to-back ^_^ I know I know, I made a lot of grammatical error and I wish to edit it soon enough.

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Chapter 3 Confession of an angel


It had been three days since the obscene event between Tomoyo and Eriol. They had not had any intensive interaction since and it drove him crazy. She neither replied his text nor returned his calls. They only gave casual greetings in school. After school ends, she would go straight to her car and went straight home. He was tempted to charm her just to get her talking to him. Until one day, the luck was on his side.

She was staring at the outside through the windows during chemistry class.

"Daidouji-san?" Mrs. Jyonouchi, the chemistry teacher, woke her up from her daydreaming.

"Yes, Mrs. Jyonouchi?" she gave her attention to the teacher.

"Why are gold and silver classified as noble metal?" she asked to test whether Tomoyo was all right. She had no intention to punish her or whatsoever.

But Tomoyo was the most brilliant student Seijou High School ever had, "In simple answer, because they are resistant to corrosion and oxidation in moist air, unlike most base metals—."

"Daidouji-san, do you know that we are discussing ferrous metallurgy?"

She glanced at the screen in front of class, "Yes, I'm aware of that."

"Are you sure you are okay? Are you sick?" Mrs. Jyonouchi revealed her true intention. She was worried of her.

"I'm fine, Miss. Thank you for asking."

"You don't seem fine," she looked at her watch and spoke again, "It's almost the last period, why don't you take a leave earlier? You can rest in the infirmary. I want my student to concern about their health. I'll cover you up." Despite of her strict attitude, Mrs. Jyonoushi had an attentive personality.

"All right, Mrs. Jyonouchi," she stood up and started packing her stuff.

"The rest of you will have quiz by the end of the period." Then came the sound of disappointment.

"Yes, Mr. Hiiragizawa?" Mrs. Jyounouchi said when she saw Eriol raised his hand.

"May I take the liberty to escort Miss Daidouji? I promise I will make up for the quiz," he said.

"You two are the top students in this school. Taking this quiz or not won't do any difference for you guys."

"Thank you, Mam." He packed his stuff quickly and escorted Tomoyo. He could hear her muttered 'thank you' when they were outside the class.

"Tomoyo?" he said while they walked.

"Huh?" her steps were halted.

"That's not the way to the infirmary."

"Oh." She then followed him.

He hugged her and she could feel her hair flipped. He teleported them to Penguin Park.

"Eri?" she was confused.

He kissed her ferociously and of course she returned it. Oh how he missed their intimacy.

"Why, Tomoyo? Why did you ignore me these days?" he asked after they broke apart.

"Did I?" She questioned. She looked puzzled.

"Yes, you did. Even Sakura and Syaoran could see it. You refused to have lunch with us. You didn't reply my text. You never returned my calls; in fact, you never even answered any of them. What have I done?"

She was speechless. It took her some seconds to recollect her mind. "Did I give you that impression?" she asked.

"What?" He was confused as well.

She threw her bag to the ground and massaged her temple, "Oh my Gosh, Eriol! I am so sorry. I didn't mean it. Well, indeed I was trying not to reach out to you—."

"Why, Tomoyo? Why?" his hands were on her shoulders.

"I—I was—I couldn't face you, Eriol," she looked straight into his sapphire eyes. "Even now, I can't look into your eyes without wanting to—." She hesitated.

"To do what, Tomoyo?"

"Gosh!" She let herself away and take couple steps backward. "I am sexually attracted to you, Eriol!" she cried out. He was stunned. She walked closer to him again and held his face with her hands.

"I couldn't forget what you did to me that night. It was surreal. I realized that I am, shit!" she cursed. "This is not me, cursing around like this."

"Tomoyo," he hugged her, "Let it out. Let it all out. I'm here just for you, baby."

"I think you just made me a nympho—," she said softly almost whispering.

"You what?"

"Nymphomaniac! There I said it," she pulled away from him. She covered her blushed face with her hands.

There was an awkward silent. Then he laughed.

"What?" Tomoyo was half confused half upset.

"Why do you have to be embarrassed?" Eriol asked. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh at you. Oh, come here, my Angel." He pulled her again into hug.

"Oh, this is embarrassing!" she said. Her face was still burning. She sank her face in his hug.

"No, you are not. You are just scared that you will rip my clothes off every time we are together, aren't you?"

She nodded.

"I'm glad that you are attracted to me. I'm glad. Gosh Tomoyo, I thought you hated me after what I did to you."

"Hell no, Eriol. It was mind-blowing," she said in his hug. "Any chance we might do it again?" she looked up.

"Am I that appetizing?" he asked playfully.

"For me, yes." She closed the gap between them with her sweet tender kiss.

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"After you, my Angel," Eriol said after unlocking his apartment. Instead of escorting her home, he decided to take her to his place.

"Wow!" she commented at the mess in his living room.

"Dear Lord! I'm sorry for the mess, Tomoyo," Eriol said. He was going to wave his hand to clean up the mess with his magic. Tomoyo stopped him.

"Why, Tomoyo?"

She chuckled. "It's a prove that you are also a human."

"Based on what?"

"Well, you're always calm, content and composed, a perfect gentleman by any means. Messiness is not an essential part of you, or so I thought. Let's not doing it with magic. I will help you clean up. I'm your girlfriend, anyhow. I should be helping you," with that she started picking up some books that fell from the box. She imagined it was his doing. Judging from the way it fell, someone must've kicked it somehow. She smiled imagining her perfect boyfriend grumbling over his stupid act, accidentally kicking the box.

"Who did say 'screw you and your magic'?" he teased her.

She gave him a deathly glare. Tomoyo was a kind of person who could switch her expression instantly from a sweet loving girlfriend to a deathly medusa.

"Thank you," he gave her a peck on her cheek instead of confronting her. "Iced tea?"

"Lovely. Thanks. Where is Nakuru and Spinel, by the way? I didn't see them last time I was here." Tomoyo recalled the last time she was in his apartment; there was no single second they wasted. Only last time, he teleported them straight to his room to make out with her, without bothered to go out from the bedroom. He practically had no time to make up his house even with his magic. He took Tomoyo straight to her house and days after that, her ignorance to him did not even help. His mind was completely occupied by his beloved angel.

"Nakuru is still in university, of course. We left early and she will have basketball practice. Spinel is in Sakura house, playing video games with Kero-chan. Sometimes, he even did not go home. I practically let them do what they want. Here you go," he brought one glass to Tomoyo who sat on the floor sorting some books. He joined her sitting on the floor. How could a girl sit so casually yet so gracefully like a lady, he thought.

"Thanks, babe." She sipped her drink and put it on the nearest table. Every movement of her was elegant. There was no flaw in the way she acts. According to him, everything she did was captivating.

"You're beautiful," he blurted out, eyes still locked on her.

She turned her eyes to him. What she saw was an example of a prime male species sitting next to her on the floor. She read a lot of fashion magazine and no male models could entrap her like him. He stunned her only with his gaze. He took her breath away with his smile. He melted her with his touch and he could make her surrender with his kiss.

"Like you are not," she answered and smiled. They kissed and their kiss was slow, tender and loving.

She pulled apart and said, "If we keep doing this, your house will not be clean by next year."

"I can hire a professional cleaning service to clean my house."

"Sure, you can," she adjusted her sitting position slightly further than before because she wanted to avoid any more intimacy. "But I'd like to be a good girlfriend sometimes."

"Tell me, Angel."

"Tell you what?"

"Does 'being good girlfriend' mean you want to reduce the frequency of meeting me?" he looked at her.

"It is not like that, Eri," she picked some books from the box and arranged them somehow, not looking at him. "I need to keep calm—I, I should behave. If I let myself always fall into you, I am afraid I will lose control someday. There are times when all I can think of are your eyes, your kiss, your touch, your—."

She could not continue her words, but he knew well she was referring to his oblivious action. He smiled.

"I will clean up my reading room," he said as if he could read her mind and then stood up.

She looked up on him and said, "I will come right after this," she lifted some books referring to her current activity, "Thank you for your understanding."

"Anything for you, Angel. You know, you can always use me—or my help," he winked.

"Sure."

Finally, after 2 hours, they finished sorting the books, putting them on the shelves in the study room where Clow Reed favourite couch, the Throne of Evil, stood in the corner next to the window with a small coffee table next to it; and cleaning that room as well.

"Ah, we finished. I'm so glad," Tomoyo laid her back on the carpet, which laid on the parquet floor of the study room.

Eriol slumped himself on the Throne of Evil. "Yeah, it feels amazing that I finally can use this room. Nakuru activities and basketball just don't help."

"So where did you study and read and doing stuff all this time?"

"In my bedroom. That's the only place I cleaned everyday. I'm not gonna bother cleaning Nakuru's room. It was a wrecked ship."

Tomoyo chuckled. Even the reincarnation of the greatest magician of the century could have problems with his residence. "You really have no time to do other things besides dating me, do you?"

"I guess I do not, indeed."

"Maybe you should join a club at school, music or orchestra maybe. Oh yeah, where is your piano?"

"I haven't gotten any."

"That's very unlikely of you."

"You literally occupied my mind, Angel. All I do everyday are just mundane, watching evening news in my room, keeping up with British trends or reading my books. There is nothing interesting with my life besides you, and magic probably."

She rose to sit and turned to him, "How can a sorcerer like you only do mundane things? You can teleport yourself somewhere across the ocean and read your books in French Riviera, for example. It's a lovely place to relax. Oh, if I could teleport myself I would love to read some classic novel on the beach of Cote d'Azur."

"Angel, I don't have enough power to do that. Remember my power was significantly decreased than before. And I cannot teleported more than 3 times a day. I am practically just a mortal."

"Or you mean muggle, according to J.K. Rowling."

"Yeah, muggle."

She chuckled and then she stood up. "Let's do something nice together."

"Like what?"

"Maybe we can do groceries together and cook together—" suddenly her mobile phone rang. The caller ID showed 'Kei'. "Hello Kei!"

"Miss Tomoyo! When you want to be picked up? It is past school time," said Kei on the other side of the line.

"Of course, right," she slapped her head, "I already left school. I am with Eriol, don't worry."

"Oh, I certainly won't, Miss." Tomoyo was certain she could hear his small chuckle on the other side.

"You shut it." Tomoyo and Kei had a weird employer-employee relationship. Since Kei was only five years older than her, they became more like friends, with him still maintained his politeness to her.

"Sorry, miss. Do you want to be picked up?"

"Yes, actually. Can you pick us up in Eriol's apartment?"

"Sure. Could you give me the address?"

"I will text it to you."

"Yes, miss. Do you want me to bring the limo?"

"What makes you suggest to bring the limo?"

"Well, Lady Sonomi is not home and you know, you can close the window inside the limo—"

"I'm so gonna kill you, Kei!" Tomoyo spoke rather loudly, which made Eriol surprised. "Just shut up and drive, we only need to do grocery!"

"Come right away, Miss!"

She shut the phone.

"What was that?" Eriol now sat straight up on the couch.

"That was Kei suggesting that we take the limo because we can close the window inside the car."

"O—kay."

"The whole mansion is now crazy about our relationship. I am sorry that you became the entertainment for our staff."

"It's okay, you know. I kinda enjoy it."

"Of course you do, you presumptuous wizard."

He stood up from his Throne of Evil and joined her on the floor. "Tell me, Angel. How long do you think Kei needs to come here?"

"I said, not long?"

"To be exact?"

"20 minutes. He is a very high maintenance guy."

"Alright. Is there any chance I could start doing this?" He took her chin with his fore finger and brought her lips to his. His other hand started exploring her lower back.

"It depends," she said before he could kiss her.

"On what?" He paused his action.

"How far we would go," she answered and started unbuttoning his shirts.

He held her hands stopping her action. "What are you doing, Tomoyo?" he said seriously. She was quite surprised.

"Didn't I tell you that I am a nymphomaniac? So I would love to feel you," she said with a teasing emphasize on 'love'. "And I remember you said and I quote, 'you can use me'," her hand trailed his chest, "So I wish to use you—"

He let go of her hands as if he was surrendering himself, "Milady, your wish is my command."

He smiled then kissed her when she completely stripped his shirts.


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