Tomoyo's Silver Nights
by Sakura Zako

Chapter 2

"TOMOYO! YOU'RE LATE! I will see you after school." Sakura whispered to Tomoyo when she sat down, "You're late! What happened? You're never late!" "I was thinking about something and I lost track of time." "You should alwa y s . . ." She didn't hear the rest of her sentence. Eroil was doing something very strange. He was leaning back in a chair blowing a big piece of bubble gum. (What is he doing? He knows gum isn't aloud!) As if Tomoyo's thoughts and Mr. Terada's were linked, he turned around. "EROIL-KUN! I Will See You After Class!" Eroil shot a great big smile towards Tomoyo. "Tomoyo-Chan! I think he did that just for you!" Sakura shot her a wink. Tomoyo Blushed.

The Day couldn't go fast enough for Tomoyo. She didn't think about Sakura once. She could only think of the Dark Headed Boy that she adored. Finally the bell rang to go home. "Tomoyo-Chan, you will clean desks. Eroil-Kun you will erase the blackboard." (So close, but yet so far!) As soon as Mr. Terada turned his back, Eroil threw one of the chalkboard erasers across the room. It landed two feet from Tomoyo's shiny black shoes. "May I walk the fair maiden home?" He asked her. "Sure!" "I'll meet you by the swings" (Should I take the long way home, so I can peer upon his beautiful face a couple minutes longer, or should I take the short way home?) She was so excited that she spaced out and finished the desks in record time. She went straight to the swings to wait for Eroil. She sat on the swings and closed her eyes. A faint Sakura was on the swing next to her. Tomoyo heard a very faint voice say, "Come With Me" as the misty figure went towards the trees. "TOMOYO!" "Huh? Eroil. I feel so faint. What's Wrong?" Eroil's face showed a worried look. She looked around and saw that she was in his masculine arms again. She turned the color of Strawberry's. "Sorry! I'm starting to believe that this swing is cursed." Tomoyo got up and suspiciously looked at the Trees across the playground. "Let's go." "Ok." "Are you going to the Spring Carnival, Tomoyo?" "If I can find someone to go with me." "I don't have anyone to go with, so, maybe we should go together!" Eroil flashed his famous smile and Tomoyo's knee's started to melt. "I would love to go with you." "Great! I'll pick you up at Noon tomorrow!" "Ok, bye Eroil" "Bye!"

"He asked you to the Spring Carnival?" Suddenly Tomoyo heard a loud thump. "What was THAT?" "Gulp, I fell off the bed" Tomoyo Giggled. Sakura was very clumsy. "Have you asked Li to the Carnival yet?" "I was about to but he turned around and ran away!!!" "If you want I could call him for you and see if he's going with someone else." "Ok! Call me right back!" -CLICK- "Hello?" "Hi Li-kun!" "Tomoyo?" "Yep. Just wondering, have you asked Sakura to the Spring Carnival yet?" "Ack! How did you know that I was going to ask her?" "She told me that you ran away from her earlier today." "Arrrggg . . ." "The Big Li Shaoran scared of something! I would have never guessed." It was fun to tease Li-kun. "I could ask Sakura if she is interested if you want me to." "Ok! Call Me back!" -CLICK- (They are so much alike) Tomoyo waited a couple of minutes before calling Li back (I can not believe that I'm doing this!) "Hi Li-kun. She said that she would go with you if you asked her." "Thanks Tomoyo-Chan!" "Bye" "Bye". (I bet Sakura will be surprised that it is Li-kun that calls her next and not me!) The Dark Haired Girl started to daydream about Eroil. (His arms are so comfortable! I could lie in them all day!) ~RING RING~ (It's most likely Sakura come to tell me that Li-kun and her are going to the Carnival Together) "Hello?" Instead of Sakura's soft voice she heard a strong noble voice "Hello Tomoyo-Chan" "How did you get this number Eroil?" "Li-Kun Gave it to me" (Note To Self: Thank Li-Kun) "Oh" "Is Tomoyo-Chan mad at me?" "No, Never. I'm just surprised." "I could not wait until Noon to talk to you." "I'm sorry, but I have to get my rest." "Oh" (I made him sad. I am very bad!) "I will see you at 12 then. Bye Tomoyo." "Bye Eroil!" (If only I could tell you . . .)