The Truth of Circumstances

DisCLAMPer: Umm...I think you get it...them, not me....
A/N: This was kinda depressing to write, although it does progress a bit faster than I meant it to. Oh well....maybe I'll expand it later...
Episode 2: The Truth Of Circumstances
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In local news, the Tomoeda National History Museum was robbed last night, making that the third time this month, and every time it appears to have been the same criminals. An image appeared up on the screen. This is the calling card that they have left at the site of each robbery, and it has been found in numerous places, including the aforementioned National History Museum, the library of a local college, various jewelry stores throughout the town, and, oddly enough, a local grocery store. In most cases, this gang of robbers goes after highly expensive, and often heavily guarded, items, with the exception of the grocery store, in which all that was found missing was several bottles of honey, a carton of milk, and four boxes of pancake mix. The image appeared again, a yin-yang, with a white, 5-pointed star in place of the white dot, and a rather detailed camera in place of the black one. If you know any information that could lead to the apprehension of these criminals, contact- The TV was shut off. Sakura turned around to see who had done it.
Onii-chan! I was watching that!
Since when do you care about the news, kaijuu?
I am not a kaijuu!
Only a kaijuu would scream that loudly... Touya said, chuckling. I'm going to work, and tou-san had to go to some important meeting in Tokyo, he won't be back till tomorrow, so you're on your own for tonight. But if I get home later and find that gaki here-
Just go, Onii-chan, don't worry about me, I can handle myself just fine.
I'm telling you, that gaki's a bad influence on you... he cautioned menacingly as he walked down the hallway and out the front door.
He's right, you know, Kero said softly, flying out from his hiding place under the table a few minutes after Touya had left. The Cards shouldn't be used to be doing those things. It's not fair to them, or to you.
I don't care.... she said, tears brimming at her eyes. She wiped them away with her left hand. I love him....and he loves me....that's all that matters...
That may have been true before, but are you still sure about that, Sakura? I'm worried that he might just be using you to get th-
she screamed, swiping at Kero and narrowly missing him, as more tears began to form. He loves me, Kero! Can't you understand that? she shouted, tears flowing slowly down her cheeks.
If he really loved you he wouldn't be making you st-
Shut up, Kero! Go upstairs, now!
I'm just worried that-

But Sakura-
Sakura yelled angrily, swiping her hand at him again. With a defeated and saddened look on his face, Kero slowly glided over to, and then up the stairs. Sakura sat on the couch, sobbing quietly. A few minutes later, the phone rang. She let it ring the first time, and then the second, hoping the person would just leave her alone. Then, on the fourth ring, with a resigned sigh, Sakura slowly picked it up, listening to see who was on the other side. She was greeted by the voice of a familiar friend.
Konban wa, kawaii Sakura-chan, the voice said sweetly, full of cheer.
Konban wa,...sob, sniffle...
Sakura-chan? Daijobu? You don't sound so well.
Iie, Tomoyo-chan,I'm fine....
Sakura-chan...have you been crying?
O-of course not, Tomoyo-chan, she hastily replied, trying to feign happiness into her tone. Whatever would I have to cry about? Judging from her best friend's reply, her attempt hadn't worked very well.
I don't know, Sakura-chan, but I'm sure you'd tell me if you did. Then maybe I could help you through it. That's what best friends are for, ne?

So, please tell me about it, Sakura-chan....
Well, it's about S-s-sy... she couldn't finish the sentence and just started crying anew.
Is this about Li-kun?
she answered, trying to brush her tears away.
Maybe it would be better if you talked to him...and it just so happens, he's over here right now, trying on some new equipment I made. Hang on, I'll be right back. Li-kun! she answered quickly, thinking this would solve matters.
Iie, T- but it was too late, Syaoran was already picking the phone up.

A suppressed sob.
Sakura? What's wrong? What happened?

Sakura. Onegai, tell me what you're crying a- he was cut off as she hung up, emotionally unable to continue talking to him. She sat there, sobbing, tears running into her hands, clasped about her face, slowly wading through his latest crying fit. These had been happening more and more in the past six weeks, ever since the first time they had stolen something. Syaoran had been acting different ever since two months ago, but she knew he had his reasons. Once her tears dried, she reached for the remote, hoping to find something entertaining that might cheer her up and ease her sorrow.
In Foreign news, the mystery of the assassination of the entire Li clan of Hong Kong is still left unsol- No such luck. She clicked the TV off as the tears began flowing anew...