Disclaimer: I do not own CCS…If I did Eriol would not have glasses because I hate glasses…mostly because I have to wear them…no offense to anyone else who wears glasses…I'm sure you look great!

Chapter One

-Tutors-

Eriol Hirigazawa tapped his pencil against the side of his nose, sighing loudly. School wasn't hard if he tried, but that was the problem, he just didn't want to try. He saw no point in going to this prison day after day, with annoying immature teenagers and even more immature 'teachers', if they could even call themselves that. How he wished he could be back in England, he missed the language, the culture even the horrible weather. Yes, he'd give anything to be back in England.

'Hirigazawa-san.' Eriol looked up tiredly. Leave me alone, I just want to sleep. 'Yes Kitamori Sensei?'

'Can you read the next paragraph, please.' Eriol stood up slowly, picking his book up off his desk.

'Oh, Juliet look out from yonder window…'

Eriol was used to girls fawning over him, but this was just ridiculous. It was like these girls just sat around all day thinking of new ways to throw themselves at him. The only way to escape them was to hide out on the roof till everyone had gone home. Which is what he was currently doing.

Eriol lay on the rooftop staring up at the cloudy sky, days like this reminded him of home. He sighed, he seemed to doing a lot of that lately.

'Yeah I know Sakura, okay I love you too…yeah…see you later.'

Eriol sat up, looking around him for some place to hide. 'Darn it.' He growled. The roof was open space, no place for him to hide, he just really hoped it wasn't one of his annoying fan girls.

The roof door swung open. 'Oh sorry, I didn't know anyone was up here.' A girl stood there her Purplish hair swaying in the wind.

'It's fine I was just leaving.' Eriol stood up brushing off his clothes. 'Oh please don't leave on my account.' The girl said quickly. A little too quickly. 'I wasn't.' Eriol ran a hand through his hair.

'My name's Daidouji Tomoyo, you're Hirigazawa-san right?' Tomoyo bowed her head, 'We're in the same English class.'

Eriol looked at her, she didn't look familiar, not that he actually payed attention anyone in this horrible prison. 'Really…'

'Yes, when you got up to read today…well…you were amazing.'

Eriol scowled. 'Look if you're going to confess or something, I don't want to hear it, I'm not interested.'

Tomoyo stared at him with wide eyes. 'I..uh...'

'Save it.' Eriol grabbed his bag and stalked past her angrily. Why couldn't everyone just leave him alone?

Tomoyo stood there in shook. What a baka, how could someone be so conceited? There was no way she was about to confess, she didn't even know him. 'Hmmph.'

Tomoyo sighed making her way over to the railing that circled the roof. 'Ah there it is.' She bent over and picked up a small hair clip, with cherry blossoms on it. 'Silly Sakura always losing things.'

'I'm home!' Eriol called, slipping his feet into a pair of slippers. That's was another thing he hated about Japan, everyone wore slippers at home, you even had to buy strangers slippers so they could have nice warm feet when they decided to intrude on your living space.

'Oh Eriol darling you're home?' Eriol's mother, Mrs. Hirigazawa asked peeking around the corner. 'Isn't that what I just said' Eriol sighed. Wow I really have got to stop doing that.

'Someone's grumpy.'

'Mom, I'm not two, I can no longer be grumpy, I am simply in a bad mood.' Eriol walked into the kitchen to join his mother, sitting down on one of the stools that sat in front of their counter.

Mrs. Hirigazawa rolled her eyes. 'It's those girls again, isn't it?'

'Why can't they just leave me alone' Eriol moaned, letting his head hit the counter.

'I swear I'm the only mother who ended up with a son who doesn't like to get chased around by girls twenty four seven.'

'Mom I'm sure there are lots of boys who would rather be chased around by other boys.'

Mrs. Hirigazawa turned to look at him, holding a knife up threateningly. 'You're not gay are you? Because you know what I'm going to have to do to you if you are.'

'I'm not gay.' Eriol growled, 'I just don't find girls who through themselves at me attractive, and would you stop swinging that knife in my face.'

'Good…I'd have to hurt you if you were gay, not that I'm against gay people, everyone has their preference, it's just you can't be gay.'

'…Right…'

Eriol stood up. 'I'm going to go take a shower.'

'Okay honey, but don't take too long your tutor's going to be here soon.'

Eriol spun around. 'MY WHAT?'

'Your Tutor, your grades have been really dropping lately, and I told you if you didn't start doing better you'd have to have tutoring.'

'What? When did you say that?' Eriol fumed.

'Doesn't matter, she's going to be here soon, so you guys can meet.'

Eriol glared at her, before turning and stomping down the hallway.

'Eriol you'd better be nice.' Mrs. Hirigazawa called after him.

Tomoyo stood in front of the large apartment building. Most people would probably call it grand, but compared to her house it looked like a shed.

Not that she was comparing, not at all, Tomoyo didn't judge anyone by how much money they had, she believed everyone was the same…equal, and everyone should be treated with respect. Unless of course you were an obnoxious boy who was incredibly rude to her and completely self centered. Not that Tomoyo was thinking about that boy, well not any good thoughts anyway.

Tomoyo sighed, raising her hand to knock at the door that seemed to loom above her. She had no idea why she had agreed to this, it wasn't like she needed the money. It was more like a favour to her mom's 'old' friend….whom she had never met…so more like a favour to her mom. You never know when you could use a favour from a parent.

Knock knock

'Coming.' A voice called from inside. The door opened to revel a lady somewhere in her thirties, with bluish hair and beautiful grey eyes. 'Oh hello dear, you must be Tomoyo-chan, is it okay if I call you Tomoyo-chan dear?'

'Of course auntie' Tomoyo decided she like this auntie she seemed very warm and welcoming, but there was something oddly familiar about her hair.

The 'Auntie' smiled. 'Well come on in.'

Tomoyo walked into the apartment, looking around.

'Here dear you can leave your shoes at the door, there are some slippers here for you.'

'Thank you.' Tomoyo smiled warmly. Slipping her feet into a pair of warm slippers.

'Here come in and make yourself at home, I'll go get my son so you guys can meet, and get to know each other.'

Tomoyo bowed slightly, and followed the 'Auntie' into the living room taking a seat on the couch.

'I'll be right back.'

Tomoyo looked around the room, it had a nice feeling to it. There were pictures lining the walls and the fireplace.

What a cute little boy…he looks familiar.

'Mom I really don't need a tutor.' Tomoyo spun around, to see….

'Hirigazawa-san?'

A/N: Hope you guys liked it…for anyone who's reading my other fanfic…uhh…hehe…I'm not sure when I'll be updating. So please R/R this one! (-v-) By the way i apologize for any spelling mistakes i made...like names...please tell me if i wrote any of them wrong. Thanks.