Tomoyo's Magic
by rphjas
rphjas@yahoo.com

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Dear Diary.. 

It has been several months since I began living with her and Sonomi-
sama. That fateful night..the night I discovered I was her special
someone.. started a whole new chapter in my life. I was surprised by
my family's reaction to our proposal that I live with her. Father was
not upset ,but relieved that I would not be by myself
anymore..especially with his long hours and Onii-chan's part-time
jobs keeping them from home so much. Sonomi-sama was thrilled with
the idea. She was very excited that her beloved Nadesico's daughter
would be living in her large home. Likewise, all of the staff and
bodyguards have been so warm and kind to me. Tomoyo and I share the
same room and large bed. It seems like everyone has been supportive
with the move all the way around. Even my usually gruff Onii-chan is
pleased.. now that Syaoran is out of my heart. And of course, Tomoyo
and I still keep my sorceress affairs secret..even though all of the
Cards have been captured long ago. 

Each day has been so wonderful and filled with great joy. We
sometimes study together after classes in Penguin Park or cheer for
each other as we participate in our different clubs. School days are
spent like before the move, except I hold hands with her more. If
there is nobody around though, playful mischievous Tomoyo encircles
my waist with her tiny arms and kisses me with her soft lips. Even
now, she still adores my looks of surprise and my blushing cheeks. 

Tonight, I write in you after another session of love-making. In the
moon light, Tomoyo's bare shoulder peeks above the sheets. She sleeps
on her side facing mine, and the bed looks gigantic with only her in
it. Her hands are together..fingers clasped as if in prayer. From the
open window, a gentle breeze moves her long black hair. Her face
wears a smile now..a smile I can always see. It is no longer forced.
Her grief and sadness forever gone, she has thrown all of her masks
away. With each breath, a strand of her hair floats skyward. Her
mouth soundlessly utters my name. I know because she now wears that
special smile..the one that is just for me. Her fingers automatically
seek me..drawn to the warmth of my vacated portion of the mattress. A
troubled look crosses her face, and I quickly summon Mirror to kindly
take my place. Mirror copies my image and quickly gets into the bed.
Tomoyo's questing fingers find her, and her special smile once again
lights her face. 

With relief, I return to my thoughts and writing..while Mirror holds
Tomoyo close..stroking her hair..and holding her close. Snuggling,
Tomoyo sleeps peacefully again. I should hurry this entry, though.
Mirror can not fool her heart for long. I may be the sorceress, but
Tomoyo has an even greater power. Tonight, I see it..a powerful
aura..an aura that should consume her porcelain doll-like body. She
loves me so completely and so intensely that I worry she will break
one day. I feel a knot of fear in my belly.. a fear of the unknown
future. What would I do if I woke up one morning..only to kiss cold
lips..and discover her lifeless? 

During nights of worry, I have been trying to create a magic of my
own. Tomoyo has always been frail. So, I want to create a Card of
Health and Healing..one I can use for her when she is ill. But so
far, I have had no success. I have always relied on her, but I
understand now that it would be unbearable for me to lose her. I
crave her soft lips and her lavender eyes..the warmth of her
body..and the bath her love prepares for me..that always cleanses my 
heart.. 

During my first days with her, I was always apologizing. I felt
guilty for being so slow to perceive her love for me..and mine for
her..for all of those lonely tear-filled nights she lived through. I
cried from all of the scars I cut into her heart. But, with her usual
tenderness, she would only kiss me and bid me to worry about that no
more. All of those nights lived only in her past, and she looks now
only to our future. Even with the Return Card, I could never undo
those wounds. The paradox of Time prevents me. So, reluctantly, I
complied with her wishes. 

With my own voice, Mirror whispers across the room to me. Tomoyo
frowns and stirs restlessly. With my quiet thanks, Mirror and I
switch places. I kiss Tomoyo's upturned cheek and once more see her
special smile. Her mystical aura of love envelops us both in its
protective blanket..covering our unclothed bodies..soothing us into a
deep and peaceful sleep...burning all my concerns away..