One Night

Disclaimer: I love CCS... but I don't own it.

Key:

-Dream State- , Flashback , 'thoughts', "Dialogue"

- A change in writing style/time/place/whatever (will notate in () which one if necessary)

Rating: M – (For mature audiences)

Summary: Sometimes, things just happen, and maybe you never meant for anything to change because of those things... but sometimes you don't have a choice.

Pairings: Sakura/Eriol, Syaoran/Sakura

(Unfortunate)

Sakura headed to class as usual, twiddling her thumbs in uncertainty. She'd just had a very serious talk with Tomoyo about what she aught to do about her love affair and the child that was a product of it. Her mind swirled in an endless circle of uncertainty.

How could she tell Eriol about any of this? She wasn't the kind of girl who just went around having sex with everyone... nor the kind of girl who was interested in one night stands. Up until now, her whole life had been planned around Syaoran... how could it possibly change?

Why should she make Eriol pay for her own foolishness? According to Tomoyo, Eriol was not even consciously aware that anything had happened that night at his party. If he had no interest in her, then why shouldn't she let him enjoy the rest of his life without having to deal with her and her child?

And how was it possible that he loved her, if he'd gotten so drunk he couldn't remember what had happened... and had spent the rest of the time acting as though she wasn't special at all? Tomoyo insisted that he did... that he would want her, that he would rejoice in their child and vow to spend the rest of his life by her side... but how could he? Why would he?

A half an hour passed... no sign of the English instructor. Sakura begrudgingly drew herself out of her own head long enough to blink confusedly around the classroom. Where was he? A quick glance at the other students revealed that half of them had their eyes on the clock, and the other half on the door. Eriol had NEVER been late before...

Then, a familiar wail rose up to the second floor windows of their classroom, and the students all turned to look outside. Several flashing blue and red lights were seen streaking up the streets toward the college. Police... and paramedics? All of the students in the classes facing the street got out of their chairs to glance out the window to observe as the men in blue and red hopped out of their various vehicles and headed for the forested area just outside of the green lunch yard. Stunned eyes followed as paramedics burst out of the foliage not ten minutes later with a young male brunet lying comatose on their stretcher.

"Syaoran!" Sakura cried alerting the attention of her nearby classmates who immediately starting whispering amongst themselves in wonderment of the unfolding events. Sakura heard nothing but the blaring of the sirens, saw nothing but the blood.

Blood... it was everywhere, on his face, cheeks, mouth... the sheet they had covered him in was soaked slightly in it. He'd been in a fight, that much was certain... and it was also plain to see that he had lost.

Her eyes flickered from Syaoran's unmoving form as the police burst forth from the forest not long later, and she nearly fainted. Walking stoically towards the black and white vehicles, with his wrists in handcuffs behind his back, was their instructor.

Sakura shook as she watched him go, her palms slid sweatily against the window panes as she flattened them against the glass in an effort to reach out to him. He too was covered in blood, but not nearly in as bad a shape as Syaoran. Most of his wounds looked superficial, but as she watched the police guide him into the car she had no choice but to realize that it was against him that Syaoran had lost his fight.

Feeling a bit sick, she slid down into her seat. What on earth had happened? Why would Eriol have picked a fight with Syaoran? The two had never met, so far as she knew. And if it hadn't been Eriol who picked the fight... what had been Syaoran's motive? Surely he wouldn't have fought Eriol over her. He had made it very clear the night of their break-up that he was not going to bother himself with her anymore.

Unless... unless he'd somehow found out that it had been Eriol whom she'd fallen in love for? But how could he? She'd never spent more than that one evening alone with the man, and Syaoran didn't know much about the classes she was taking. Had Tomoyo told him? It was possible that they'd discussed Sakura in those months that she'd been aloof and distracted...

She had to find out. If Syaoran had started it, then he deserved what he'd gotten... especially for breaking up with her the way he did. Sure, their relationship had been bound to end given the circumstances... but perhaps a fight could have been avoided if she'd had the chance to explain to him herself the changing of her heart. If it had been Eriol that started the fight, however... then it was clear she would be raising this child alone. He had no reason whatsoever to attack Syaoran, so if he had, it had to have been out of cowardice, that he might have realized the reason she had not been speaking to him had to do with Syaoran, and therefore had to destroy his competition so that she would be free to choose him, and she would not have a man like that raising an innocent child!

~ Rozu