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1 "Tomoyo Captor Sakura"
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2 by: Ren-chan
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4 Part II: Prelude to a Picnic
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7
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8 Wai! Today Tomoyo, Shaoran, and Kero-chan are going to the park for a
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9 picnic with me! It's been awhile since all of us were together. Two
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10 weeks to be exact. Semester finals are finally over, so it's time to
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11 have some fun. It makes me really happy I get some time off to spend
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12 with my best friend and my boyfriend. But I can't help but feel Tomoyo
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13 being upset about something. Something in her eyes tell me that's she's
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14 sad. I asked once about it, but she said it was about school work. Odd,
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15 she never seems to have a hard time with school. Whatever is bothering
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16 her she knows she can come to me. Hopefully today will cheer her up.
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17
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18 Sonomi-san can cook really well. It seems she only does when I'm around.
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19 I wonder why that is? Whenever I'm around she's overly happy to see me.
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20 It makes me glad she likes me. Though I still wonder what she has against
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21 Father. I tried asking Touya, and he just gave me a weird look. I really
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22 don't like it when people don't explain things to me. I know I'm a bit
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23 dense, but if they tried spelling it out for me I know I'll understand.
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24 I'm seventeen already. I'm not ten anymore. Sigh~ I'll ask him again
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25 later.
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26
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27 "Sakura-chan, did you enjoy breakfast?" Sonomi asks sweetly.
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28
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29 "Un!" I grin happily.
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30
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31 "Oh, I do hope you come back again, and maybe we'll-" One of the maids
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32 come in handing her a phone. Sonomi in her professional tone speaks into
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33 the phone, hanging it up sadly. "I was about to ask if you'd like to join
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34 Tomoyo and me to a weekend at the beach, but it looks like I some work
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35 to handle instead. I'm sorry, Sakura-chan."
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36
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37 I shake my head. "It's alright. Maybe next week. I'd love to go with the
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38 both of you for some weekend. I'm sure Father won't mind." I smile hoping
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39 it would make her feel better.
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40
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41 The stars I could see in her eyes told me she felt more than better.
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42 "That would be great!" She rose from her chair and smiled. "I should be
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43 going. Good bye, Tomoyo. Good bye, Sakura-chan. Come over again soon!"
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44 She left the room as the maids began to clear the table.
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45
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46 "You go ahead upstairs and get Kero-chan ready," says Tomoyo,"I'll catch
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47 up."
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48
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49 I happily skip up the stairs to Tomoyo-chan's room. Tomoyo-chan and
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50 Sonomi-san live in such a big mansion. I wonder if they ever get lonely
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51 living in big place like this. And what about Tomoyo-chan's father? I've
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52 never met him before. Now that I think of it... Neither Sonomi-san nor
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53 Tomoyo-chan has ever mentioned him really. I've never seen any pictures
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54 of him.
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55
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56 Finally I come to Tomoyo-chan's room. I open the door thinking about what
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57 store we should go to first to but Shaoran's present. I wonder what he
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58 would li-
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59
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60 "PAAANCAKES!!"
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61
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62 "Gyaaaahh!" Kero pops out of nowhere squishing his little forehead against
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63 mine. He looks at me gravely, giving me a ghastly look. Hunched back, he
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64 stares into my eyes hungrily, rubbing his little paws together.
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65
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66 "Wheeere's myy swweets Saaa-kuu-raa!"
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67
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68 "Uh-uh-uh... um... K-Kero-chan... I-I.." I sweat furiously not knowing what
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69 to do. He seriously freaks me out when he does this.
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70
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71 "Here you go Kero-chan!" Tomoyo swings the door open with a tray of fresh
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72 fruit in yogart, croissants, a jar of strawberry jelly, and banana pancakes
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73 topped with warm maple syrup. Carefully she places it in the table in the
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74 center of the room. She looks at me warmly then amusingly at Kero-chan.
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75 "Sorry I took so long. I had to warm up the syrup a bit."
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76
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77 "Ii-taaa-daa-kii-maa-suuuu!!" Kero-chan insanely happy flies to the tray of
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78 sweet breakfast food muttering 'Wai! Wai!' in between bites. I sweat drop as
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79 I watch him devour the food, his belly growing bigger and rounder with each
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80 bite he takes. "Arigatou, Tomoyo!"
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81
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82 I slump to the soft carpeted floor breathing heavily in relief. I look up to
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83 see Tomoyo-chan offering her hand to help me up. I take her hand, such a soft
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84 and gentle touch, feeling warm inside. Did I ever feel like this before when
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85 I held her hand? I gaze to into her eyes, a sweet melancholy shimmers in her
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86 delicate violet eyes. "Tomoyo-chan..," I say barely above a whisper.
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87
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88 "Are you ok, Sarkura-chan?" Tomoyo asks in a worried tone. I shake my head.
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89
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90 "Yes, I'm alright. Thanks for saving me."
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91
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92 "No problem. Anything for you, Sakura-chan." She smiles again, eyes looking
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93 like slits, barely seeing her eyes. "I have out picnic basket ready. Shall
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94 we go?"
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95
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96 "Un!" I nod to her. I look at Kero-chan who now has an enormous round belly
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97 that could make Santa himself be jealous. I glare disapprovingly to my glutton
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98 guardian beast. Grabbing him abruptly by his back I plop him into my backpack.
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99 "Geez, Kero-chan! All you do nowadays is eat and snack! What kind of guardian
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100 beast are you getting out of shape like that!?"
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101
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102 He didn't hear a word I said. He keeps muffling 'Wai! Wai!' in my bag. I let
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103 out a sigh and put on it on. He's utterly hopeless. Tomoyo-chan and I walk out
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104 of the room and out the front door towards her limo. Her bodyguards bow to
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105 greet us hello, and we bow back. They sure are intimidating. I've always felt
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106 awkward around them, even until now. I guess I'll never get used to them.
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107
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108 "I'm sorry we had to take the limo," Tomoyo says. "I know you like riding in
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109 my moped with me. But it isn't working well, so it's in the repair shop."
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110
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111 I shake my head. "It's alright." I stop and wonder for a moment. "Why's your
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112 moped in the shop?" I tense up, squeezing my hands. "Did something happen?"
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113
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114 Tomoyo turns to look out the window. Not quite able to meet my gaze. Her long
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115 bangs slightly mask her face. "I've been having some trouble with the engine.
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116 It's been making some weird noises." She turns to me smiling. "I'm sure it's
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117 nothing. So don't worry about it."
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118
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119 I nod slowly. Part of me doesn't quite believe it. But Tomoyo-chan would never
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120 lie to me. The limo comes to a slow stop and pulls over to the curb. Finally,
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121 we arrive in the commercial district. The bodyguard with the real long hair
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122 opens the door and we step out. We bow good bye to them and go on our way. Hand
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123 in hand we go through the streets looking around the various stores looking for
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124 a good place to look for a present. After a bit of window shopping and browsing
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125 through some clothes stores, Tomoyo stops and looks up at the sign of a store.
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126
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127 "Premiere Chocolates."
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128
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129 "Li-kun likes chocolates doesn't he?" I nod to her. We look at the window and
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130 see many types of boxed chocolates, wrapped chocolates, and chocolates shaped
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131 like animals and people. There is also a display of stuffed animals holding a
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132 box of chocolate. Tomoyo-chan nudges me. "Maybe we can get those import choco-
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133 lates he like. Maybe they come with something special like those stuffed animals
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134 over there."
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135
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136 I nod enthusiastically. "That'd be a great idea!" We enter the store looking at
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137 various chocolates. We look at the shelves with import chocolates looking for
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138 the brand and flavor Shaoran likes. I take a step back-
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139
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140 "Oi, watch where you're going."
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141
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142 I accidentally bumped into someone behind me. "Go-gomen na-" I look back to a-
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143 pologized to see who I bumped into. "Onii-san!!"
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144
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145 "Well, well. If it isn't Kaijuu," he says with a smirk. "Monsters shouldn't be
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146 let loose in a quiet town like this. See you just bumped into me almost dropp-
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147 ing these newly made chocolates. Trying to cause a ruckus, huh? Heh heh."
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148
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149 "KAIJUU-JANAI WA!!" I raise my voice at him, annoyed. How dare he call me that
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150 in public! I'm not a kid anymore! Why must he insist on calling me that!? GRR!!
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151
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152 "Oooh? Well, only monsters scream in a quiet little shop like this." I turn
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153 around and notice the other people in the shop staring at me. I flush bright red
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154 and lower my voice. I notice onii-san smirking amusingly.
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155
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156 "You just work everywhere don't you?? I swear it's like you're trying to keep an
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157 eye on me!" I realize what day it is and look at him oddly. "Don't you have a
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158 modeling job today?"
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159
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160 Touya nods his head. "It's later today." He turns his head noticing Tomoyo and
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161 gives her a small smile. Tomoyo smiles and bows back. "I have to work, Kaijuu.
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162 You better not eat out the store." He walks away smirking towards the counter,
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163 newly made chocolates in hand. I angrily glare at him, but stop when Tomoyo lays
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164 on of her hands in my shoulder, calming me down. She always relaxes me.
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165
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166 "Look over there." I turn to where she pointed to. I stare in awe at the display
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167 towards the back of the store. "I think, Li-kun would like it. And it's also one
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168 of his favorite brands of chocolate." I nod in agreement as we walk over to the
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169 display.
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170
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171 Belgium chocolate pieces surround a beautifully crafted dagger in a carved and
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172 laminated wood box. Shaoran likes collecting swords and daggers. He practices
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173 everyday with his sword. We both stared at it admiringly. It's kinda rare to see
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174 a dagger surrounding chocolates. One of the sales associates comes to us and look
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175 at us kindly. "May I help you with something today, ladies?"
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176
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177 I nod my head. "Yes," I say to him, "how much is this chocolate set?"
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178
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179 The young man nodded. "This is a rare collection. Only one thousand of these sets
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180 were made. Each dagger was hand-made by some expert blacksmiths in Europe. I don't
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181 everything about it. But I know the company wanted to try something new with sell-
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182 ing their chocolates. I find it odd for them to be selling daggers with chocolate.
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183 Doesn't make sense to me, but they're quite popular." The sales associate coughs.
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184 "I'm sorry for rambling. This set costs nine thousand five hundred yen."
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185
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186 "Hoe!?"
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187
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188 "I told you. It's a rare collection. This is one of the only places in Japan, in
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189 the world that sells it. We have only ten sets here. We already sold six of them.
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190 I'm not sure if the last four will be here by the end of the week." He turns around
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191 noticing another customer. "Excuse me, ladies. If you need help with anything, just
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192 call me over." He walks away, leaving us to ponder about the set.
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193
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194 "It's really expensive Sakura-chan. Can you really afford it?"
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195
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196 "Actually I can. I saved up some money from when I used to model in the same place
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197 as Touya. The thing is I worked for months to save that money..."
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198
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199 Tomoyo pulled out her credit card. "I'll help pay for half. How about that?"
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200
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201 I look at my best friend wide-eyed and felt my cheeks faintly blush. "I couldn't.."
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202
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203 "It's quite alright," Tomoyo says dreamy eyed, "I have some old costume designs I
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204 never got you to try out. I re-did that prince costume design I made for you back
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205 in grammer school. I also have a princess and other costume designs for you to try
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206 out." She starts to blush eyes filled with stars more bright than before. "Oh,
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207 Sakura-chan, you'd look so beautiful in those costumes!" She takes my hands in hers
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208 staring happily into my eyes. "Please wear them! I could tape them you in them like
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209 old times! I could use them to help my portfolio for art school. Maybe I could be a
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210 theater costume designer. You'd do that for me won't you?"
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211
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212 I laugh nervously, sweating dropping more than this morning. So Tomoyo-chan still
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213 hasn't given up on me wearing those fancy designs. I really don't mind. I actually
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214 feel kind of honored she'd let me take part in her artistic genius. Though, I do find
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215 it a bit weird. Oh, well. I can't say no to her. I nod to her uncertainly, and she
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216 sighs happily. She seems a little too happy, but at least she doesn't seem sad like
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217 before. I'm glad I can make her smile. I don't think I'd be able to bear to see her
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218 sad... or cry..
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219
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220 Tomoyo called over the sales associate and charged the set on her card. I thank her
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221 repeatedly, and she says its ok. "I know you'll look wonderful when I tape you in my
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222 costumes," she says enthusiastically. I sweat drop again, but quickly smile.. and
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223 faintly blush? I wonder why my cheeks gets so warm when...
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224
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225 "Oi, Kaijuu. What are you still doing here? Don't you have do some stomping somewhere?
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226 Like maybe trash that Li punk's place?"
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227
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228 I turn around and glare at Touya. "I'm not a monster! And stop saying bad things about
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229 Shaoran! He's a very nice guy! He's MY boyfriend!"
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230
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231 Onii-san narrows his eyes. "I don't like that punk. I suggest you find someone else."
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232
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233 "Don't tell me who to go out with! Shaoran is a gentleman and has always been there for
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234 me!" I lower my voice. "Besides he helped me a lot when I captured the Clow Cards and
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235 turned them to Sakura Cards! How can you not approve of him!?"
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236
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237 "Here you go, miss," says the sales associate as he hands the set to Tomoyo. "Thank you
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238 very much. Have a nice day!"
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239
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240 Touya looks into the bag and gasps. "Why the hell are you buying that expensive thing!?"
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241
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242 "It's for Shaoran! Our anniversary is coming this week!"
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243
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244 "Over my dead body! I do not like that punk kid and how he treated you before! I don't
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245 trust him!" Now he lowers his voice. "I think me and the little beast agree on that!"
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246 A little muffled cry of agreement comes from my backpack.
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247
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248 "I don't care I love him! And you can't stop me from loving him! Why can't you just be
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249 happy for me? Why can't you see what a good guy he is!?" I'm nearly crying as I say
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250 this. Why can't onii-san be happy for me? For us?
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251
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252 Onii-san looks sadly at me. Oddly he looks sadly at Tomoyo-chan too. She shakes her head
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253 and faintly smiles back at him. He shakes his head in defeat. "If he does anything to
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254 hurt you," his eyes narrow again, more serious, and voice grows deadly, "I swear I will
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255 make that punk will PAY."
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256
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257 "Shaoran's a good guy, Onii-san. Please believe me.."
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258
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259 ***
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260
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261 "Achoo!!" I rub my nose, sniffling. I decided to come to the park a little early. I sit
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262 on the park bench listening to the birds chirp and trees rustle in the wind. I narrow my
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263 eyes thinking about Sakura and Tomoyo. Sakura I trust. But what about Tomoyo? I know she
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264 helped me confess my love for Sakura. Thanks to her, we're together. She also has lessen
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265 her idolization towards her. I mean would a best friend make silly costumes for her to
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266 wear, taping her constantly, flattering her constantly and going dreamy eyed sometimes
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267 to the point where she seems going orgasmic 'just' because they're best friends? Doesn't
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268 that seem strange to go through all that, feel all that over your best friend? Maybe I'm
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269 thinking too much. Could she really be in love with her? I mean it's not impossible. I
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270 liked Yukito-san... Now that I think of it, Sakura also was a bit "Haniyaaan" around
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271 Mizuki-sensei..
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272
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273 "Hmph!" I shake my head furiously at the thought. It was all because of our magical ties
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274 with them. I cross my arms, closing my eyes feeling the wind mussing my hair. If one
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275 thing is for sure, Tomoyo-san and I look out for her happiness and well-being. She knows
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276 we're happy together. She won't jeopordize her happiness.. Our happiness. At least, I
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277 don't think so. I hope not.
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279 This week is our two year anniversary. I saved up a lot of money for this white gold
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280 celestial bracelet. I hope she likes it. I can feel the box fitting snuggly in my breast
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281 pocket of my denim jacket. Hopefully within the next four or five years I can save up for
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282 an engagement ring. Sure it may seem a bit early for marriage, but I know for sure whom
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283 I truly love. There's no other woman for me. I hope she'll except my proposal when I do.
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284
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285 Then it hits me. It's not going to be easy. There's her over-protective brother and that
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286 damn stuffed animal. They won't let me marry her so easily. They still don't approve of
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287 me. What the hell!? I've been treating her like a princess! I helped her become the Card
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288 Mistress! I really do love her! Why can't they see that!? Geez, buncha idiots. If I was
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289 bad to her, Sakura woulda burned me with Firey or something. I'd never hurt her...
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291 "Shaoran!"
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293 I turn to see Sakura in the distance with Tomoyo. Both of them wave at me. It's best if
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294 I don't think of it. I just want a great afternoon with the girl I love and the girl who
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295 made our relationship possible.
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300 Author's Ramble:
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301
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302 Hello! Hope you people understood whatever Japanese I used. I hope I used it right. ^_^;;
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303 Well, it took me awhile but I finally kicked myself in the butt and wrote this down. In
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304 art history class too! ^_^;; Also when I should be drawing storyboards for my narrative
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305 class! Sigh.. when will I get my priorities straight??
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308 insanelycutetomoyo@yahoo.com
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309 http://www.geocities.com/kanzikari/
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