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Title:Hearts (same as the prompt 'cos I am made of fail)
Fandom:Card Captor Sakura
Characters:Tomoyo/Meiling
Prompt:047 Heart
Word Count:399
Rating:G
Summary:Meiling wonders if Tomoyo will ever love her like she loved Sakura
Author's Notes:Written for my Tomoyo/Meiling claim at fanfic100
Sakura, it was always Sakura. It still hurt her a little that Tomoyo never looked at her like she had looked at Sakura. Her eyes so bright with love and practically swooning from happiness at being near her. Meiling swore that she had almost saw hearts in her like the heroine of a shoujo manga waxing poetic about her love.
Tomoyo looked at her with warmth but not with that love that burned so fiercly. Maybe no one would ever love her the way people loved Sakura. Maybe she would always be in the shadow cast by that sweet, clumsy girl.
Meiling asked her once if she still have all those videos of Sakura. Videos of Sakura capturing cards, Sakra transforming cards, Sakura looking especially cute, Sakura pouring tea, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. Tomoyo had looked at her confusedly, “Of course.”
Tomoyo knocked on the door of her guest bedroom and opened it to find Meiling changing into a new outfit for the summer festival they were going to. It was the red yukata decorated with small hearts that she had bought her the summer before. She hadn't had a chance to see it on yet. She crept up behind her girlfriend, put her arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to the crook of her neck. Meiling turned and looked into her eyes, smiling.
“You look so cute and pretty! I told you it would be lovely on you . Wait while I get my camera!” Tomoyo flew out of the room. Meiling sat down on the bed and let out a choked half sob half laugh.
Her shoulders continued shaking until she burst into fully fledged laughter with tears streaking down her face.
Tomoyo re-entered the room and seeing her tears gathered her up in her arms, cradling the Chinese girl's head against her chest.
“What's the matter, Meiling-chan?”
“Nothing,” Meiling gasped, “I'm just happy. And I love you”
Tomoyo smiled and kissed her tear-stained cheeks, “And I love you so much.” And she did.
fake-cut to my table 3/100
Fandom:Card Captor Sakura
Characters:Tomoyo/Meiling
Prompt:047 Heart
Word Count:399
Rating:G
Summary:Meiling wonders if Tomoyo will ever love her like she loved Sakura
Author's Notes:Written for my Tomoyo/Meiling claim at fanfic100
Sakura, it was always Sakura. It still hurt her a little that Tomoyo never looked at her like she had looked at Sakura. Her eyes so bright with love and practically swooning from happiness at being near her. Meiling swore that she had almost saw hearts in her like the heroine of a shoujo manga waxing poetic about her love.
Tomoyo looked at her with warmth but not with that love that burned so fiercly. Maybe no one would ever love her the way people loved Sakura. Maybe she would always be in the shadow cast by that sweet, clumsy girl.
Meiling asked her once if she still have all those videos of Sakura. Videos of Sakura capturing cards, Sakra transforming cards, Sakura looking especially cute, Sakura pouring tea, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. Tomoyo had looked at her confusedly, “Of course.”
Tomoyo knocked on the door of her guest bedroom and opened it to find Meiling changing into a new outfit for the summer festival they were going to. It was the red yukata decorated with small hearts that she had bought her the summer before. She hadn't had a chance to see it on yet. She crept up behind her girlfriend, put her arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to the crook of her neck. Meiling turned and looked into her eyes, smiling.
“You look so cute and pretty! I told you it would be lovely on you . Wait while I get my camera!” Tomoyo flew out of the room. Meiling sat down on the bed and let out a choked half sob half laugh.
Her shoulders continued shaking until she burst into fully fledged laughter with tears streaking down her face.
Tomoyo re-entered the room and seeing her tears gathered her up in her arms, cradling the Chinese girl's head against her chest.
“What's the matter, Meiling-chan?”
“Nothing,” Meiling gasped, “I'm just happy. And I love you”
Tomoyo smiled and kissed her tear-stained cheeks, “And I love you so much.” And she did.
fake-cut to my table 3/100