Title: Where dreams take flight
By: Tomoyo Daidouji
E-mail: AngelTomoyo@otakumail.com
Part: 5 The Family

AN: Okay, so this is the deal! I took a vacation for four days, came back with sunburn and
didn't even go near my keyboard for awhile. So, how was I supposed to finish these lovely
fics for you lovely people? ^_^; I didn't! Okay, so I'm pushing back everything and
concentrating on "Where dreams take flight" and the sequels of some of my other fics! So,
for now....enjoy my T+E stuff! *^_^*
~Tomoyo-chan

By the way, I got the little video scene from a picture on one of the calendars. This URL should take you to it: Read below and look at the picture and you'll see what I mean! ^^;
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A wonderful pancake breakfast in the morning, a piano lesson near noon, an English
lesson and then perhaps a walk in the snow. Then, it was soon to late to stay awake and
the sky had turned to dark near the late hours of the night. The clock read 11:50pm.
Everyday seemed to be the same. Every thing. Breakfast, the piano playing, the foreign
language lesson. And yet, it all seemed like a dream. A dream she didn't ever want to wake
up from. She refused to wake up in fact. She vowed to herself she would never wake up.
Never.

Tomoyo made her way down the staircase in her long, lovely, silky violet nightgown that
reached her ankles. Eriol sat, in his big red chair contemplating about something. What,
she didn't know. He shifted his gaze to her when she entered the room. She's very pretty,
he thought to himself. No, she isn't. She is beautiful.

"What are you staring at, Eriol-kun?" she asked amused.

"EH? Nothing, nothing at all"

"Me?" she asked in English joyfully.

He blushed and stood up.

"Your English is getting very good"

"Arigato gozaimasu, for teaching me"

"Do itashimashite"

"......"

"......"

Silence. Something often heard in this home. In this country. No, usually you would hear
piano music. This country? Yes, this country. This foreign country. She lived in Japan, not
England. For one moment, she had believed she was home. But, she was millions of miles
away from home. That was true.

He had taught her a different melody to play on the piano. Different from his but then not
so different. It was lighter, sweeter, and seemed bouncier. Now, her melody could be
heard throughout the house.

"Well, I believe we should turn in. Ruby Moon and Spinel Sun are already in bed" he said
walking over to turn out the remaining lights.

"Why so formal?"

"Excuse me? Formal?"

"Nakuru-chan and Suppi-chan are their names. Or at least I believed so. You are all so
close. Why switch their names now?"

"...."

"?"

".....We're not close. I'm just their master to them"

"But, that's not true!" Tomoyo cried as she made her way over to him.

Looking into his eyes she stared for a moment and then looking down in a low voice she
added, "They love you, and you're a very close family"

He didn't like the word, "family". His family? What had happened to them? He could have
remembered two maybe three years ago but now the memories were blocked out. Clow's
memories blocked his out. He had no family. He never would again.

"........" now it was his turn to look away.

"I guess I should head up to bed" Tomoyo said turning but he reached out his arm and
caught her by the shoulder.

"If you don't mind, I would like some company"

She turned with a questionable glance his way but nodded and he was off again, leading
her over to the couch. They sat down and he turned on the television. She could tell that
there was a movie in there because of the 'power' button being on. He pressed play and a
movie began to play.

"Another movie?" she asked smiling.

"Yeah...."

Depressed again. Why is he always like this? Well, okay, not always! Mostly he's cheerful.
But, maybe that's not him. Maybe he's the depressed one and Clow's the cheerful one. Was
this making any sense? Not really...Why am I talking to myself? she wondered.

On the screen a picture came up. She recognized it immediately. It had to be when they
went swimming that one time. All of them, together. Rika-chan, Chiharu-chan,
Naoko-chan, Kero-chan and Sakura-chan in the pool. Li-kun, being the shy one he is
stood off to the side blushing with a beach ball. And of course, Yamazaki-kun and
Eriol-kun sitting to the side chatting about mummies or some other strange myth. And
where was she? Ah yes, she was holding the video camera. That was why she wasn't in the
picture. She was never in the picture. Why? Because, she always took the pictures.

Sakura's voice rang out with her giggling as they splashed around in the pool.

"I'll get that Daidouji-san" a voice said.

And, the camera was taken out of her hands and suddenly she appeared on the big screen
mouth gaped open.

Tomoyo glanced at Eriol out of the corner of her eye. He seemed to be enjoying watching
this tape. She smiled as the video continued.

"Arigato Hiiragizawa-kun, but I don't mind filming"

"Nonsense, you should be in the video too! You deserve it"

"Yeah, Tomoyo-chan" Yamazaki's voice said from afar.

The camera shifted to him lounging in his chair under the big umbrella. It then shifted over
to Li-kun who looked as if he would squeeze the air out of the beach ball he was holding
as he stared at Sakura-chan. His face was really red.

"Hey! Li-kun!" Eriol called from behind the camera.

Syaoran quickly looked to the camera and blushed even more. An angry look came over
his face as he approached Eriol.

"Give me that camera, Hiiragizawa. Now, I mean NOW!"

Eriol quickly handed it over to Tomoyo and she smiled at Syaoran even though you
couldn't tell. She zoomed in on his face.

"Daidouji, hand it over!"

"Aww....you wouldn't hit a girl now would you, Li-kun? Especially not a Daidouji!"

He grimaced and looked as if he was thinking about it then shrugged it off and walked
away.

"Li-kun! Come in the pool!" Sakura's voice called.

Tomoyo suddenly looked down. Eriol turned to her and shut off the video.

"....Daijobu?"

"Yes....but..." she began in English.

He blinked and turned to the clock.

"Eh, Tomoyo-chan! It's 12:30am! I believe we really should get to bed. I'm sorry for
keeping you up this late...."

"No, it's okay..." she switched to Japanese.

"Oh, what was it you wanted to say?" he asked walking over to the lights.

"Nothing...Good night" she smiled pronouncing every syllable in English perfectly.

He smiled back then shut off the lights.

"Good night.....and sweet dreams" he said the last part in a whisper. But, it didn't matter
since she was already up the stairs.