What Are We?

By Mysterious Wind

Chapter Two

Syaoran groaned. Where is she? He asked. It wasn't like Tomoyo to not talk to him. He hadn't received a single text message since she had told him she would be there in about two hours. It had been three. The café would close soon, and then what?

Just on time Tomoyo ran in. She was sopping wet, and had mud all over her, but she still was the same old Tomoyo. She looked at Syaoran and smiled weakly. She ran up to him and hugged him, weeping. He held her, not really knowing what to do.

'Mr. Li, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you do leave the café. We're closing down. Your quite welcome to have that poor little girl in your room, but only for three hours at most. Then go and speak to the Head Master.' Head Mistress Kimono smiled wickedly at Syaoran and then rushed them out.

Syaoran led the disgruntled form of Tomoyo into his room. She fell down on the bed and wailed.

'What happened Tomoyo? What's wrong?'

Tomoyo looked up at him and coughed. 'A man…he came and attacked me after I got off the b-bus. He stuffed me in a bag and then…and then did what only married couples should do on their honey moons.' Tomoyo wept, hardly breathing.

'Tomoyo! Did you see who he was?'

'I don't want to talk about it anymore. P-Please…just tell me if you've heard from S-Sakura.' Tomoyo sat up and breathed. She tried to sound brave, but her voice cracked and tears rolled full speed down her cheeks.

'No, I haven't. Listen, I'm going to get you a bed in here, and then I'm going to let you sleep. Your more important then Sakura right now.'

'But you love her!'

'Yes, but you...your...I don't know how to explain it. Your just, special.'

'How can you say that? I don't have any magic, no cards, nothing!'

'You don't need just cards and incantations to make magic.' Syaoran got Tomoyo comfortable and then ran down to get an extra bed. He informed the Head Master that she would be spending the night and then went and got the bed set up.

Tomoyo smiled gratefully at him as she walked out from the girl's bathroom. She was dressed in his pjs but she felt amazing, just being able to wear fun boy clothes instead of stupid dresses and skirts.

She cuddled down into the bed and sighed. Syaoran was lying down just the way she was in the exact same spot on her bed, facing her. Their eyes met. They gazed and gazed but Tomoyo broke the stare. 'You couldn't Syaoran. Sakura loves you, and you couldn't do that to her.'

'But I may not see her again. Just one last time.'

'Never. Can you imagine how hard it is for me to just look at you after what that man did to me?'

Syaoran nodded. 'I'm sorry.'

Tomoyo turned over and instantly fell into a deep sleep, in which troubling dreams were not far behind.