As Tomoyo was dressing up for the shopping expedition, she had silently vowed to herself that she must try to act naturally as before if she didn't want Eriol to get too inquisitive.His questions were getting more and more dangerous and trickier to answer.

She took a deep shaky breath before she left the bathroom.



Nakuru pointed to an off-shoulder ivory satin gown with scarf.

Eriol rolled his eyes."No way will Kiddo be seen by the public wearing that!It's going to bare her shoulders!" He couldn't bear to imagine Tomoyo's male classmates staring at her creamy skin like vultures.

"How about this one?" His servant pointed to a red haltered gown with sequins. "It looks decent enough."

Eriol pointed to the slit."Lord, Nakuru Akizuki! My Kiddo is not a whore!"

Tomoyo sighed. They had been to at least 50 stores already, and almost always, Eriol finds something in the gown to object - from the cleavage lines to the slits.

"Kiddo, what do you think?" Eriol pointed to a beaded white gown on the rack.

She groaned. "I will attend a prom, not an alumni reunion!" Her Brig Bro was unbelievably more squeamish with her clothes than her own mother!

Nakuru made a shooing motion towards him. "Leave us women alone, Master! We can manage!"

He looked panicked."What?!And leave the task of choosing Kiddo's clothes to you! What if you get something that only a Playboy model will wear?"

"So you actually read those things?" said Tomoyo.

Nakuru patted the boy reassuringly. "Don't worry, I won't. Now go and find your tux! Away!"

After he left,the woman pointed to the gown that a mannequin was wearing.

Tomoyo's eyes widened."Oh..my..god!"

Nakuru winked.



Eriol carried the shopping bag into the house. "Why can't you ladies show me what my date will wear?"

Tomoyo's cheeks burned and ran into her room.

He glared at Nakuru."I didn't like Kiddo's reaction."

His servant sipped her juice calmly. "Believe me, her gown is perfect for her."

"Oh really?"

"And maybe, you would stop calling her that ridiculous nickname," she said seriously.



"I'm going home ahead of you,Master!" Nakuru waved goodbye to him.

He nodded and lied down on the sofa in the living muscles. He wanted to rest his muscles that ached from too much driving and walking first. He closed his eyes and before he knew it, he was fast asleep.



Tomoyo just finished taking her bath. Dressed in a fresh pink top and white shorts, her hair still wet, she went down the living room to check on her visitors. Nakuru was gone, but Eriol was still there, fast asleep in the sofa.

She quietly knelt beside him and gazed lovingly at his sleeping face. He looked so boyishly angelic and peacefully innocent that she could feel her heart ache for him.

She leaned closer to him, so close that she could feel his rhythmic breathing on her cheeks. She stared at him for a long time, fascinated. He must be the Adonis her teacher in Mythology was talking about. He was so devastatingly handsome, yet he wasn't aware of it.

She leaned towards his face, and in a whisper said,"I love you."



Eriol smelled the fragrance of fresh flowers, but he couldn't open his eyes. He still felt sleepy.

"Where am I anyway?" he wondered. His thoughts were a bit disoriented.

But before he could force himself to wake up, he heard a whisper.

A vague I love you.

Nah, he must still be dreaming.

He then felt warm breath next to his nose. Something touched his lips.

Inexperienced, he thought. The lips were unsure of what to do.

He smiled. He was going to teach them.



Tomoyo just wanted to feel what a kiss was like. Sakura toldher that all you had to do was to close your eyes, think of that person, and lock lips with him.

She did as thought, and it felt so nice. It felt so sweet.

She was just about to pull away when she felt his hands cup her face, and his lips move inside her probingly.

The kiss deepened.

Tomoyo could see fireworks and stars and so many beautiful things amidst the romantic electricity running around her whole body.

Oh heavens, what was happening to her?

Without knowing how, she found herself responding to his kisses.



"My dream seem so realistic." thought Eriol to himself. The honey sweetness of the mouth and the magical way she learned so quickly how to respond to his kisses. He was so overwhelmed by so many emotions he couldn't explain. The same inexperienced lips were now sending everything in him into an exhiliratingly dizzy spin. This must be the most unusually beautiful kiss he ever shared with anyone in his life.

He parted with those lips. He panicked. No, he couldn't wake up from his dream yet! He pulled her back and kissed her again.



Tomoyo's eyes widened. Eriol was enjoying it as much as she was!She shut her eyes as she allowed Eriol to take her to a second nirvana. Her heart wanted to explode. She was now fully a woman. For the first time, Eriol treated her as a woman. Not a little girl, or a tomboy, or Kiddo. She was Tomoyo Daidouji, a woman.

She then felt him cease moving. She opened her eyes, and found Eriol fully awake now, gaping at her in shock.

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