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[Cardcaptor Sakura] all I want (Tomoyo/Meiling)
Title: all I want
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Length: 659 words
Prompt: Christmas-card fic.
Pairing: Tomoyo/Meiling established
Other: n/a
Excerpt: She was missing someone. She was missing snarky remarks, sighing, the little black cocktail dress and flashing garnet eyes of a certain Li Meiling, who'd flown back to Hong Kong this morning to spend Chinese New Year with her relatives. Tomoyo didn't begrudge Meiling the time or ritual; New Year was for family, after all, and she knew Meiling was looking forward to it. But her absence had crept into every corner of Tomoyo's life.
It wasn't often that Tomoyo felt lonely. Even with Sakura and Syaoran in Hong Kong, she had plenty of people to spend time with - her mother, when she could be torn away from work; her employees, who were genuinely fond of their soft-spoken, steel-spined boss; and the other friends that she'd made in high school or college. This was Tomoyo, after all - she always had a kind word for everyone.
The holiday season had been a blur of parties and champagne. She'd handed out thanks and smiles like she was Santa herself, and January had given time for one deep breath before Valentine's prep started. Work would be calm again by March, in the break before summer season, but for now Tomoyo was resigned to long evenings, work dinners, and the careful study of her competitors. Managing even a small part of Daidouji Toys was a very big job.
So she was busy, but not lonely. In fact, she had a list in front of her of things to do before she left for the day, and she had a dinner meeting at seven. It was just like any other workday, except -
She was missing someone. She was missing snarky remarks, sighing, the little black cocktail dress and flashing garnet eyes of a certain Li Meiling, who'd flown back to Hong Kong this morning to spend Chinese New Year with her relatives. Tomoyo didn't begrudge Meiling the time or ritual; New Year was for family, after all, and she knew Meiling was looking forward to it. But her absence had crept into every corner of Tomoyo's life, from the cold of the bed this morning to this moment, when she caught her eyes wandering to the window instead of work. There were New Year's decorations in her office right now, and she remembering Meiling interrupting a phone call to swoop in and hang them with a sort of guarded enthusiasm that Tomoyo always associated with her and Syaoran.
The phone rang. Tomoyo smiled, because you could hear that over the phone, and no one would convince her otherwise, and then she picked it up.
"Daidouji Tomoyo speaking."
"Hey," Meiling said familiarly, "you always sound so professional at work."
"Well, that would be sensible," Tomoyo answered and then she laughed, warmth creeping back into her bones. Happiness.
"Should I call later? I wanted to hear your voice," Meiling admitted, her tones a little hesitant with embarrassment.
"No, no, not at all," Tomoyo insisted. At that, Meiling sighed and seemed to relax. She spent the next five minutes complaining about various interfering relatives, and remarking with only a touch of jealousy about the fact that everyone was enchanted with Sakura. Tomoyo got up to shut her office door, gestured to her assistant to hold her other calls, and put Meiling on speakerpho.e just to hear her voice all the way around.
"And my mother tried to set me up again, can you believe it? I went to school with Wan Shei, he's the most.... Anyway," and Meiling's voice softened, "I showed them my ring."
Tomoyo's breath caught. They'd picked it out together in November, and its mate glittered on Tomoyo's left hand.
"What did she say?" Tomoyo asked.
"She started squealing about wedding planning and it took all of Xiao Lang's sisters showing up for me to find an opportunity to escape. She wants to know when you'll be free to come here and do this properly, and apparently it happening here is more important than it being legal. Can we just elope?"
Meiling sounded thoroughly exasperated. Tomoyo laughed. She tucked her to-do list under her keyboard and started a new one.
"Absolutely not," she answered firmly. "I need to design your wedding dress."
Meiling sighed, but she was smiling, and Tomoyo could hear it all this distance away.
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Length: 659 words
Prompt: Christmas-card fic.
Pairing: Tomoyo/Meiling established
Other: n/a
Excerpt: She was missing someone. She was missing snarky remarks, sighing, the little black cocktail dress and flashing garnet eyes of a certain Li Meiling, who'd flown back to Hong Kong this morning to spend Chinese New Year with her relatives. Tomoyo didn't begrudge Meiling the time or ritual; New Year was for family, after all, and she knew Meiling was looking forward to it. But her absence had crept into every corner of Tomoyo's life.
It wasn't often that Tomoyo felt lonely. Even with Sakura and Syaoran in Hong Kong, she had plenty of people to spend time with - her mother, when she could be torn away from work; her employees, who were genuinely fond of their soft-spoken, steel-spined boss; and the other friends that she'd made in high school or college. This was Tomoyo, after all - she always had a kind word for everyone.
The holiday season had been a blur of parties and champagne. She'd handed out thanks and smiles like she was Santa herself, and January had given time for one deep breath before Valentine's prep started. Work would be calm again by March, in the break before summer season, but for now Tomoyo was resigned to long evenings, work dinners, and the careful study of her competitors. Managing even a small part of Daidouji Toys was a very big job.
So she was busy, but not lonely. In fact, she had a list in front of her of things to do before she left for the day, and she had a dinner meeting at seven. It was just like any other workday, except -
She was missing someone. She was missing snarky remarks, sighing, the little black cocktail dress and flashing garnet eyes of a certain Li Meiling, who'd flown back to Hong Kong this morning to spend Chinese New Year with her relatives. Tomoyo didn't begrudge Meiling the time or ritual; New Year was for family, after all, and she knew Meiling was looking forward to it. But her absence had crept into every corner of Tomoyo's life, from the cold of the bed this morning to this moment, when she caught her eyes wandering to the window instead of work. There were New Year's decorations in her office right now, and she remembering Meiling interrupting a phone call to swoop in and hang them with a sort of guarded enthusiasm that Tomoyo always associated with her and Syaoran.
The phone rang. Tomoyo smiled, because you could hear that over the phone, and no one would convince her otherwise, and then she picked it up.
"Daidouji Tomoyo speaking."
"Hey," Meiling said familiarly, "you always sound so professional at work."
"Well, that would be sensible," Tomoyo answered and then she laughed, warmth creeping back into her bones. Happiness.
"Should I call later? I wanted to hear your voice," Meiling admitted, her tones a little hesitant with embarrassment.
"No, no, not at all," Tomoyo insisted. At that, Meiling sighed and seemed to relax. She spent the next five minutes complaining about various interfering relatives, and remarking with only a touch of jealousy about the fact that everyone was enchanted with Sakura. Tomoyo got up to shut her office door, gestured to her assistant to hold her other calls, and put Meiling on speakerpho.e just to hear her voice all the way around.
"And my mother tried to set me up again, can you believe it? I went to school with Wan Shei, he's the most.... Anyway," and Meiling's voice softened, "I showed them my ring."
Tomoyo's breath caught. They'd picked it out together in November, and its mate glittered on Tomoyo's left hand.
"What did she say?" Tomoyo asked.
"She started squealing about wedding planning and it took all of Xiao Lang's sisters showing up for me to find an opportunity to escape. She wants to know when you'll be free to come here and do this properly, and apparently it happening here is more important than it being legal. Can we just elope?"
Meiling sounded thoroughly exasperated. Tomoyo laughed. She tucked her to-do list under her keyboard and started a new one.
"Absolutely not," she answered firmly. "I need to design your wedding dress."
Meiling sighed, but she was smiling, and Tomoyo could hear it all this distance away.