Tomoyo looked at the crowd awkwardly before she stepped down
the regal carriage of Eriol.The Obake assisted her down and took
the basket.She sighed as she looked at the man who was eagerly
heading into the market.She knew he tried to clothe modestly,but
his aura was still aristrocatic and refined.
"This way,Obake."she said,ignoring the curious pying
looks of the bystanders.
"But those carrots are way too small for your
price!"protested Tomoyo as Eriol looked at the vegetables on
display.
"Your price is way too small for my carrots!"snorted
the vendor.
"The other stall offered me a lower price,but I decided to
give your merchandise a try because you look nice."continued
Tomoyo,hoping the seller would give in to the price she was
bargaining for.
"This is the first store we went to."Eriol spoke up.
The vendor chortled while Tomoyo glared at him."Baka!That is
how you bargain prices in the market!"
"Really?"He picked the carrot up and tosed it
repeatedly on the air."I don't see why you should worry
about prices.I brought enough money."
Knowing the English obake,the money he supposedly brought was
enough to buy the whole store."Yes,but I'm practicing the
time-tested principles of shopping that the women in my family
formulated."she reasoned.
"You women make such a big fuss about the most useless
things."He turned to the vendor."Would you give her the
price she wants if she buys the wholw bulk?"
"Y-Yes,sir."the girl stammered.
He brought the money out."Thanks."
Tomoyo rolled her eyes."A bulk of carrots?We're not going to
consume all of that tonight!"
"Of course not.We'll send the half of this to your
family."he replied.
Her eyes widened in outrage."What do you think my family
is,a charity case?"
He clicked his tounge."The problem with you,Bijin is that
you misinterpret everything I do.I just happen to like your
family,that's all."
She stared at his sincere eyes and looked away."Fine,I take
it back."
He gave her a smile of disbelief."You mean it?"
"Sir,your order is ready."interrupted the vendor.
Eriol looked at the box."I'll take care of this."he
rolled the sleeves of his elegant shirt up and heaved the heavy
box on his shoulder.He staggered backward because of the weight.
"Hey,are you sure you can actually carry this
thing?"asked Tomoyo.She knew he wasn't used to heavy
physical jobs.
He smiled."Don't worry about me,Bijin.I can handle
myself."
"I'm not worried about you,Obake!I'm worried about your
handle on the box.You might drop it."she countered.
"Let's go."Eriol walked out of the market but Tomoyo
stopped him."Excuse me,but we still have more goods to shop
for."
His face fell."You mean we're not yet done?"
"Nope,unless you want to serve your guests an all-carrot
7-course dinner tonight."she replied.
"Ok."Eriol sighed.
Two hours later..
"You mean we're done?As in really done?"Eriol still
couldn't believe that after so many strained muscles,blisters and
ache he received from dodging the crowd,they were in front of his
carriage,loading their shopped merchandise in.
Tomoyo couldn't help but smile."Yeah,you could go in already
to rest."She started to walk away.
"Bijin,did you forget to buy something?"asked the man.
"No,I prefer to walk home,It's a sort of a rejuvination for
me when I'm tired."she explained.
Eriol signaled his coachman to go ahead."Try completely
drained."
"You're walking with me?"she said when she saw what he
did.
He nodded."I need rejuvination too."
Tomoyo stretched."Good for you.You need some serious
sunlight before you turn into a bloodless corpse.You shouldn't
imprison yourself always in your dark,gloomy mansion."
Eriol smiled."If I do go out,I have nowhere to go to."
Tomoyo was indirectly stung by his statement.It was partly her
fault that's why Eriol wasn't able to befriend his neighbors.
Upon noticing her sudden silence,he changed the
topic."Bijin,I want you to be present in tonight's dinner.I
want you to be my date."
"W-Whaat?"
"You heard me."Eriol said calmly."I want you to be
my date."
"Hah!Give me one good reason why I should grant your
request-"
"It's an order,not a request."
"Damare!"
"Whatever."
"Kirai!"
Eriol laughed and held up his hands in mock surrender."Stop
using Japanese!It's not a fair verbal joust!Now to answer your
question..I told my friends about you and they want to meet
you."
"Meet me?"
"Say yes,Bijin."he pleaded.
"Ok,but let me get one thing straight."She narrowed her
eyes at him."You will not make me slip into those curtains
you call a lady's outfit."
"You can wear whatever you want and I won't mind."he
replied.
"Hontou?"said Tomoyo."So if I wear a kimono-"
"You'll look fabulous,just the way you always are."he
replied truthfully.
"I don't know,Obake.."
"And don't call me Obake at least for tonight."
"Then I'll call you 'monster'?"
He laughed."No,call me Eriol."
"Monsteriol then."
He doubled over with laughter."Heavens,now I know how much
you hate me."
Tomoyo joined in the laughter.For a few inutes,they were just
laughing their hearts out,but suddenly Eriol stopped."You
just laughed."he said huskily."You laughed with no
trace of sarcasm at all!"
Her eyes widened,and her face turned pink."S-So what?"
"And you're blushing."His voice was getting sexy every
passing minute.
She touched her face.It felt hot."So?"
"So?"he asked back softly.Good lord,he wanted to kiss
her again right there and then.
Tomoyo gulped when she saw how tender Eriol gazed at her.Her
heart drummed furiously.
He inched closer to her.He longed for this moment to happen
again.Ever since she turned his life around with that one stolen
kiss,he wanted her more.
He didn't care whether they were in a public place or that this
was hardly the romantic setting for a passionate kiss.He just
wanted to caress those lips..
..right..
..now.
Tomoyo gulped and shut her eyes.
Suddenly a medicine peddler passed beside them."Excuse me,do
you want a miracle cure ointment,sir?"
Eriol's face was unreadable while Tomoyo laughed
nervously."No,but thanks anyway."
Thank heavens for the peddler.
She must never ever be as stupid as that again.
Get attracted to an obake,and he will surely eat you up.