*Ice Blue Eyes is an RK theme. I do NOT own the song. Amen.*

Chapter 4: Ice Blue Eyes

Tomoyo stretched lazily, a big grin on her face. She just finished writing the second chapter of her novel, and the plot was flowing smoothsly so far.

"This will be my best novel yet!" she said to herself. She then left her room and decided to explore the huge mansion, hoping to find something to inspire her or add fresh ideas to her story.

She walked to the left wing of the house and saw a hallway with four rooms, two of which were locked. She then noticed that the door of one of the rooms was slightly ajar. Curious, she went into the room, forgetting her manners.

Her eyes widened. It was a bedroom of a woman. Carpeted wall to wall and fully furnished, the design was done in warm homey soft scarlet and white. At the corner of the room was a blow-up picture of a familiar-looking woman.

"This is Mizuki-sensei's room!" she realized as her eyes wandered around the place. She then saw a framed picture of Rose and another familiar-looking man she couldn't exactly remember who, but it was surely not Eriol. "Come to think of it, Eriol doesn't have a picture here anywhere. Is he camera-shy or what?" She next turned to the bookcase. Her mouth twitched.

On the bookcase were paperbacks bearing the title of her novels from Zephyr Romances.

Tomoyo took one book and read it smilingly. She didn't know Kaho was a fan of her work too!

"What are you doing here?!!" a voice boomed from behind, startling her. She turned around and saw Eriol furiously looking at her. She suddenly felt like the most wanted criminal in the world caught in a dead end, police car lights glaring at her.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?" he asked bitingly as he walked towards her.

"I heard it loud and clear, mister," she said in a calm voice despite the growing dread within her. "I was just curious to see the room's interior because the door was thoughtlessly left open."

He stopped directly in front of her, angry eyes boring through her flesh and bones. "You are just as thoughtless, Daidouji Tomoyo. You are only a guest in my house so you must follow the rules of privacy here."

She smiled, looking at him intently. "Ice blue eyes," she said softly.

"What?"

"Ice blue eyes," she repeated. "Do yo know that song? It fits you perfectly. It's a Japanese song, but let me translate it for you."

"Look, you're wasting my time-"

"I was just trying to be strong with a cold heart to burn others out. No pride, only hate, it stopped even the time," she sang softly.

He paused.

"The loneliness anger and rage let me feel those as well to get back my true courage once again," she finished.

Something flickered in his eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. "Thanks for the mini-concert," he said in mock gratitude.

"Doo itashimashite, Hiragizawa-kun." She then remembered the thing she had been meaning to ask ever since she found out that he was a father already. "Uh, Hiragizawa-kun?"

"What is it?"

"As far as I can remember in our conversation yesterday, Rose is five years old," she said cautiously.

"What a sharp memory!" he said sarcastically.

"And you're 20 years old," she continued, frowning thoughtfully. "So you fathered a child when you were 15. Isn't that too early to start using your biological gift to reproduce?"

"I am warning you, Daidouji-san. Don't meddle with private affairs, especially when you are not concerned."

She held her hands up in surrender. "Fine, I'm going to stop..in one condition though."

"And you still have the nerve to strike a deal with me?" he said incredulously.

She ignored him. "Please tell me why you're holding a Zephyr Romances pocketbook."

His face burned. "N-None of your damn business!"

She looked at the author's name. "Moonlight Blossom. Are you a fan of hers?"

"Yes! I-I mean, no!" he stammered. "Nakuru is the one who reads this stuff and she.. she asked me tu return the book for her."

She nodded slowly. "Naruhodo." She casually headed out of the door. "Ok, I'll see you when I see you." Her footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Eriol groaned as he returned the book he just finished reading. Imagine, catching a sophisticated man like him reading a mushy romance pocketbook! "Daidouji really enjoyed this one," he muttered.

He then remembered that Tomoyo's cousin was the girlfriend of the part owner of the Zephyr Romances Publication. By chance, does she know who Moonlight Blossom is?

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