Hey, hey! I left a helluva cliffie last time, Didn't I? XD Hell, it wasn't even intentional! So to be fair, I'm gonna skip the notes this time and get straight into it, ok?

Something of Yours

Chapter Ten

Tension

"Ah, fucken hell."

Mrs Li's eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she fell in a dead faint. Eriol and Meiling managed to snap to themselves quickly enough to catch her, preventing her from striking her head on the marble floor.

Sakura and Syaoran stared at each other, before Sakura turned and bolted from the scene, leaving everyone behind her shocked and confused.

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"The young woman has still so far remained unidentified." The newsreader announced on national television the night after the ball. "However, her allegations have caused an outcry from the Li Elders, demanding marriage between-"

Sakura turned off the TV with a sob. Tomoyo, who was curled up on the couch beside her in the dark, reached for her hand and clutched it tightly, giving it a warm squeeze. Sakura sobbed again and hiccupped, giving a squeeze back. "H-How's Mrs Li?" She managed to choke out.

"Eriol says she's fine." Tomoyo whispered. "She'll be released in the morning." She paused hesitantly. "She wants to see you tomorrow, Sakura."

"No." Sakura shook her head.

"Sakura, you cant drop a bombshell and just disappear off the face of the planet." Tomoyo reminded her gently.

"It's your fault." Sakura glared at Tomoyo in the dark. Though she couldn't see it, Tomoyo could feel the glare pierce right through her. "If you had've just left me alone, I wouldn't be in this mess."

"If I had've left you alone?" Tomoyo repeated incredulously, getting fed up with Sakura blaming the incident on her – she'd been doing it all day! "If I had've left you alone?! Sakura, if I had've left you alone, you'd still be fucking Li and probably not even know that you're pregnant!" She screamed. "So don't you tell me this is all my fault! It's your fault, no one else's! You're the one who slept with him and kept him from knowing about the baby! I didn't sleep with him, get pregnant, and put the baby in your body! So just shut up and stop blaming me for your mistakes!"

"Tomoyo-" Sakura whimpered.

"No!" Tomoyo ranted, "I've had enough! I've kept it all to myself for two months! You have to stop being so fucking stubborn and do what's best! You're being a selfish, irresponsible bitch who can't seem to accept the blame for something that she did! You were the one who went around like a slut and fucked him for three months! I'm sick of this! I'm sick of being the supportive friend! I'm sick of the 'pity me' act that you've fed your family! I'm sick of your attitude! I'm sick of YOU!"

Sakura's cheeks were streaming with tears as Tomoyo stomped off. "And don't you dare talk to me until you've learnt to grow up and take responsibility for your own actions! I'm not going to sit here and be your proverbial punching bag anymore!" She slammed the front door behind her and took a deep breath, beginning to walk down the street.

She only got around the corner before her own tears came.

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Syaoran sat in the hospital room, drained of all energy. He cradled his head in his hands, barely hearing what his mother and cousins were babbling on about. He felt tired. Oh-so tired.

His mind was buzzing with thoughts; mainly doubts. He couldn't handle this. When the possibility had been presented to him, he thought he could. But he couldn't. There was no way he could handle being a father. He couldn't take responsibility. No way. There was no way he could do it.

His father stomped into the room, stuffing his cell phone into his pocket. He wore a very tired expression, much like Syaoran's as he rubbed his temples and spoke. "We're leaving for Hong Kong tomorrow night." He paused. "Meiling and Eriol stay here."

"What?!" Yelan exclaimed. "But Syaoran has responsibilities here!"

Mr Li looked stonily at his wife. "We have no proof that Syaoran is the father of that little tramp's kid." He said firmly. Syaoran found his blood boiling, but kept his composure. "Until such a time as it can be proved or disproved, we have no reason to stay here.

"And what if – as I'm fairly certain – he is?" Yelan demanded. "What do you intend on doing then?!"

"We file for custody and we remove the child from it's mother."

"WHAT?!" All occupants of the room – Yelan, Syaoran, Meiling, and Eriol – shouted.

"You can't be serious, Uncle!" Meiling almost pleaded desperately.

"Uncle, Sakura is not a liar." Eriol was the first to regain his composure. "You cannot just take her child from her. It's unethical and just plain evil."

"Don't you tell me what I can and can't do." Mr Li growled. "If the child is indeed my grandson or granddaughter, he or she will not be brought up in such…" he looked out the window and wrinkled his nose, "…squalor."

"…I won't let you." Syaoran said in a low voice.

"You what?"

"I won't let you take the child away from her." Syaoran repeated. "I'll go to Hong Kong, but we're not taking the kid with us. If it's mine, I'll use my personal allowance to support them, but I won't let you take the kid."

"I'd like to see you stop me."

"Father, I am an adult now. You cannot file for custody of my child." The term sounded so foreign on his tongue. It took everyone a moment to process it. "The courts would laugh at you and throw it back in your face. This is a matter between Kinomoto and myself."

"And I suppose you thought of all this when you knocked her up?" His father sneered.

Syaoran and his father had never gotten along. In fact, Syaoran was so bent on never seeing his father again that he often said that he was dead. It was a good reason to excuse his absence in Syaoran's life; he was never there when Syaoran was growing up, and he resented him for it. While Yelan had stayed home and cared for five children, Mr Li had been off about town, cheating on his wife and having to dish out loads of money to have illegitimate children aborted or 'taken care of'. Mr Li was not a good man.

"Considering I didn't know about any of this until last night, I would think not!" Syaoran growled.

"So you're gonna support a kid you're not even sure is yours?" His father scoffed.

"Unlike some people I will take responsibility for my actions, and but just pay to have the 'problem fixed'." Syaoran growled with a glare.

Mr Li's glare could make hell freeze over. "I see." He drawled. "Well then, I'm cutting off your allowance." He smirked triumphantly. "You'll have to 'support' them on your own, son."

"I'll manage." Syaoran stood up gruffly, and left the room.

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Tomoyo was still walking around aimlessly after her argument with Sakura. Her wanderings brought her to the park where most teenagers in their small town often came to think. Her mind was reeling with emotions; she was still on some kind of horrible high after insulting Sakura so badly.

But it needed to be said.

It was just a shame that Tomoyo was the one who needed to say it.

Sitting down on the swings, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands and sighed. It was dark, so it was peaceful out. Her mother would be worried about her, but she didn't care. She needed a place that she could think in, and the hustle and bustle of her mother's mansion didn't cut it. The noise would always invade her thoughts and stop her mental pattern. It always happened.

She was brought to awareness by a snapping twig somewhere behind her. Whirling around, she visibly and audibly relaxed when she saw who it was. She turned back to the front and began to swing a little. She heard him sit next to her as she swings gave a small groan as they adjusted to support his weight.

"…Fancy seeing you out here." Tomoyo eventually broke the silence.

He acknowledged her with a grunt.

"How's your mom doing? Any better?"

Another grunt.

"Li, I'm trying to be polite here." Tomoyo scowled at him "The least you could do would be to reciprocate."

"What do you want?" He growled out.

Tomoyo was taken aback by his tone. Sure, she'd heard Li speak to Sakura like that any many times before, but never to her. "Nothing." She said quickly, looking ahead.

"…I'm leaving for Hong Kong."

"Pardon?" Tomoyo turned her head to look at Syaoran.

"I said 'I'm leaving for Hong Kong'." He repeated, somewhat irritated.

"B-b-but… you can't!"

"I tried that one too." He chuckled darkly. "Hell I don't even know why I'm telling you this shit, but it's my dad's decision. Doesn't believe Sakura – he's the only one in the family who doesn't, by the way – and wants me outta here. Wants to take the kid when it's proven to be mine."

"WHAT?!"

"Yeah, we all reacted exactly the same way."

"B-but that's-"

"Yeah, I know."

Tomoyo scowled. "You're not actually going, are you?!"

"I don't have a choice."

"The hell you don't!"

"Look." Syaoran rubbed his temples tiredly. "I don't like it either. I'll send Kinomoto money, and-"

"It's not about the money!" Tomoyo yelled at him. "It's about having someone there for her! Cause it certainly ain't gonna be me anymore!" She ignored Syaoran's curious and startled look. "She can't be on her own right now. She needs someone." She shot him a dirty look. "And since you're the one who got her into this mess, you should be the one."

Silence reigned again. Syaoran was dumbstruck by the plain and honest words. He'd thought about it, but not quite like that. Sure, Kinomoto was capable, but did she need help? Like, actual physical and emotional help?

"I can't." Syaoran sighed. "My father is threatening to cut off my allowance; and that's the only way I can give her anything."

"FORGET YOUR STUPID MONEY FOR A SECOND!" Tomoyo shrieked. She took a deep breath before continuing. "There is a person who, in six months, will be a part of this world who will need both its mother and father." She was quiet for a second. "I don't know you that well, Li, but I think you'll do the right thing. And the right thing is to stay here and help in any way you can." And with that she stood up to leave.

"Syaoran." He grunted.

"What?" She looked down at him.

"Don't call me 'Li'." He grunted. "Call me 'Syaoran'."

"Alright, Syaoran. Then you can call me Tomoyo." Tomoyo smiled a watery smile – she still hadn't quite gotten over her crying before. "Goodnight."

"Night Tomoyo." He kicked a rock as Tomoyo disappeared into the night, on her way home. Her words echoed in his head.

'I think you'll do the right thing. And the right thing is to stay here and help in any way you can…'

Not quite what you guys expected, I'll bet. I'll admit, it wasn't quite what I wanted, and its rushed, but I really couldn't think of anything else. And it's short. -cries- Not my best chapter.

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