"Stop that!" yelled the man, turning the shower off.

"It's you, the pervert in the plane!" exclaimed Tomoyo.

He looked surprised too, but he recovered quickly. "It's nice to see you again, my tigress. This is hardly the place I expect to see you though."

"Oh, shut up! Go ahead and make yourself decent!" said Tomoyo furiously.

He smirked. "How could I do that when you're blocking my way out of the door?"

Tomoyo simmered. This is the second time he made her look like an idiot! But she knows she has to retreat. "Alright, I'm giving you 60 seconds to get dressed, gather your things and get out of my room!" She went out of the door, closed it, and pressed her back on it.

Her heart is still beating erratically. She had just seen him naked! She closed her eyes to calm herself. "Oh c'mon, I always see semi-naked men in my pictorials!" she scolded herself.

But she gotta admit, Mr. Stranger has a great body. Well-toned muscles that look so strong.. she wondered how it feels to be imprisoned in those arms.

She pinched herself. Lusting after a lethally gorgeous man who suddenly appears in your bathroom in his birthday suit is definitely not healthy.

She went inside. "Time's up!"

"What took you so long?" he asked, lying casually on the bed with only a small towel covering his maleness.

"I told you to get dressed!" shouted a scarlet Tomoyo.

"I did."

She averted her eyes and looked anywhere but at this guy. "Look, Mr. Whoever-you-are, get out of my room. I was here first."

"I don't want to." He said teasingly. "But I might consider if you give me your name."

That does it! "Fine! I'll move!" She carried her suitcases angrily into the only vacant room in the house: the next room.

Meanwhile, Eriol laughed heartily. "Maybe losing that 2-million contract to attend this wedding is worth it."

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Later, Sakura called Tomoyo to dine downstairs, but the latter refused. She's just too tired!

She then heard knocks on the door. "Must be Sakura, coaxing me to go down." she thought. "Come in!" she called out.

The door opened, revealing Mr. Stranger. He was carrying a tray of food.

"You again?! What are you doing here?" Tomoyo demanded.

"You told me to come in, that's why I'm here. I also brought you dinner." He placed the tray on her bedside table.

"Thank you." said Tomoyo politely as she spooned the food in her mouth.

"What's wrong?" asked the man.

"Huh?"

"Do you realize that this is the first time you talked to me in a civil way? I guess this means we can start anew again." He held out his hand. "I'm Eriol Hiragizawa."

Tomoyo almost choked on her food.

"How about you? Got a name?" he asked.

"T-Tomoyo. Tomoyo Daidouji." she replied.

A look of disbelief and surprise crossed his face, but it disappeared.

"So you're the maid-of-honour." he said.

She rolled her eyes. "Duh. How about you? What's your business here?"

"I believe you didn't read the invitation very well, Tigress. I'm your partner in the wedding." he told her.

"You're the Best Man?!"

"Indeed, for I have the honour of walking down the aisle with the most beautiful woman in the wedding." He smiled coyly. "Aside from the bride, of course."

"Stop that! Will you just get out of here?" She put her spoon and fork down.

"Sure, dear Tigress." His words meant as sarcasm coming out as an endearment in his ears.

Funny, but to Tomoyo's ears, Eriol's words came out like a sweet nothing. She mentally punched herself. He's just making fun of her!

He kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Sleep tight, sweetheart." He carried the food tray out of the room, leaving Tomoyo stunned.

After she recovered, she threw her pillow on the door. "I hate you!"