Zephyr 14:Madness
Tomoyo was starting to get dizzy with his intoxicatingly spicy
cologne..or was it his breath? Whatever it was, it was driving
her senses already.
"Tomoyo.." She heard him murmur sexily. Her cheeks
flushed. Heavens, he was just a few centimeters away and coming
closer.
"Tomoyo.." she heard him murmur sexily. Heavens, he was
just a few centimeters away and coming closer.
Her heart was racing as she felt his hand tuck a few strands of
her stray hair behind her ear. His touch tickled her the way his
breath fanning her face did.
Slap him. Push him away. Jump off from the carriage. A million
ideas flooded her mind but her heart stubbornly told her to stay
put.
She was insane. Oh damn, she was crazy, allowing this married man
to do this to her.
Suddenly she felt the ride move. Eriol lost his balance and fell
on top of her, lips locked with hers.
An explosion of colors. The feeling of lightheadedness. The
swirling twirling whirlpool of emotions she had never ever felt
before- not even with Sakura. Her heart was spinning wildly out
of control like a Merry go round as she drowned willingly in his
powerfully fierce, passionate kiss.
Their intimate moment ended when she felt the ride ascend once
again. She hardly felt its descent!
They were bothy gasping for breath, both staring at each other in
daze, both speechless.
Was the kiss a dream? A hallucination? A moment of utter madness?
Eriol wanted to make sure it was not. He kissed her again,
slowly, sweetly, gently. He was taking his time. He felt forever
was in his hands.
This was his first kiss. He had never kissed anyone yet in his
entire life- not even Kaho. He was too in love with Tomoyo. God,
no one could ever compare to his first love, Tomoyo Daidouji, who
unknowingly owned his heart, his soul..his everything.
Tomoyo, on the other hand, felt the pure sincerity and reverence
for her of his kiss. She suddenly wanted to cry out for joy.
Before they knew it, the ride was over, and the spell was broken.
As the carriage was opened, they both stood up quickly, jumping
away from each other. Both of them were blushing furiously.
"Eriol.."
"Tomoyo.."
Everything wasn't the same as before. A fragile mirror of
platonic friendship shattered into a thousand pieces of
incomprehensible little fragments of emotions refused to be
acknowledged.
These scarred Tomoyo's heart. She didn't want to feel something
deeper than warm companionship for him. She didn't want to get
hurt by the double-edged sword of love again. She had barely
recovered from the heartache with Sakura and here she was,
putting her heart on the line once more.
Worse, she was falling for a man who scoffs at love. A bitter
prisoner of the past. Someone whose heart was as cold as his blue
eyes.
She was crazy for feeling this.
"Tomoyo?"
She blinked. She didn't realize that they were in his car already
on the way home.
"Tomoyo, please speak to me. If you hated what I did, slap
me. Scream at me. Just don't give me this silent treatment!"
he begged.
"W-What do you want me to say?" she asked in despair.
Eriol parked the car by the curb and looked at her in confusion.
"Honestly, I don't care. I just want us to talk again."
"Let's just go home. I'm beat," she said.
"Tomoyo,listen-"
"No, I'm tired," she said. but Eriol was determined to
speak his mind out.
"Tomoyo, I love you," he whispered.
She gaped at him in shock.