Suppi: Atlas, I finally found out what happened with Shoaran
Fruity: Now don't use that as an excuse to stop reading my fanfic.
Suppi: What? You mean there's more.
Fruity: Well duh, there's still the plot, who the cloaked figure is, the opps, I better not give too much away
Suppi: Oh come on Fruity, honestly
Fruity: Did I mention that you're in this chapter
Suppi: What, then continue my friend
Fruity: Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh
Suppi: You better have not ruined my reputation (shaking fist)
Chapter Five
I miss your purple hair
"Long time no see, Tomoyo Daidouji," the voice had taken her by surprise, that Tomoyo automatically striked the cloaked figure in shadow. The blow was so powerful that it caused her supposed attacker tumbling straight towards the slick, wet sidewalk. Trapped in fear, Tomoyo was a second from dashing straight towards a phone booth and calling the people, when she heard the poor guy groaning.
"Is that some way to greet an old friend," Tomoyo immediately recognised the person's voice.
"Eriol?" She took a step closer towards the figure, who gazed up at her, revealing his shappire eyes, and unforgettable navy blue hair. Tomoyo immediately covered her mouth in shock.
"Eriol-kun, Gomen, I didn't know,"
Eriol gracefully picked himself from the cement, "The fact that you slapped me, would suggest otherwise,"
Tomoyo turned her face away in embarrassment. Hitting her old elementary crush, was definitely a stroke of back luck. Inside she was beating up on herself.
Eriol just grinned, "It's alright Tomoyo, it is dark and I shouldn't have sneaked up on you like that,"
This comment was enough to sustain what was left of Tomoyo's dignity, she nodded to Eriol in reply.
That's when Eriol saw it. Despair and pain was written all over Tomoyo's face, as she stood there in the pouring rain, getting more soaked by the second. Although his glasses were covered in rain drops, saw that Tomoyo's cold sticky long purple hair, and normally silky hair, revealed that Tomoyo had been sitting at the bottom of the Penguin Slide sobbing for quite a long time, for some apparent reason. God how he missed her purple hair.
Poor Tomoyo, his heart went out to her.
"Tomoyo, you're soaked to the bone, here," Eriol unselfishly gave her his ebony cloaked.
"No, Eriol I couldn't do that," Tomoyo tried to protest, but Eriol refused to let a lady freeze in the rain.
"I insist,"
"But what about you,"
"Oh just as long as I give a hand to a lady in need, that's enough for me,"
Tomoyo blushed at this, Eriol was always a gentleman, even to strangers, and too bad his heart was in it for another. Sadness and anger filled Tomoyo's heart.
"So," Eriol interrupted Tomoyo's train of thought, "Are we going to just stand here all night and talk."
Tomoyo, removed some of her sticky hair that had plastered itself to her face, "Oh sorry, Yes of course, my house is that way." She pointed towards the south end of the park
Eriol's eyes followed the direction she had pointed, "Yes, that would be a good option, but why go to your house, when mine is closer,"
Tomoyo shook her head mischievously, "Oh no Eriol,"
"Why? Is it because you've never been to my new house before,"
"No it's just that…"
"Then let's go,"
Tomoyo just shivered from the cold, she consented to his choice, since she really didn't want to catch a cold.
"So how's everyone doing?" Eriol asked. Tomoyo just looked away in reply.
"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Eriol didn't question any further and stared at the cloudy eyes above.
However, what both of them didn't know, was that they were being watched by a dark figure that hid high in the trees. It's eyes, clearly showed evil, for they burned red with flames from hell.
"Clow Reed. Sakura," it hissed above the wind. And with that it vanished amongst the night, never to be seen.
"Master!!!" A girl in about her early twenties, and maroon hair, answered the door of the great Hiiragizawa mansion. Eriol greeted her with a grin " Hello Nakuru,"
"Sooooooooooo, what did you bring me?"
"Honest Nakuru is your presents all you ever think about?" Another creature that resembled a bleak stuffed cat, with wings entered the entrance of the mansion.
"Of course Suppi, why else would our master go out when it's pouring rain?" Nakuru smirked mischievously
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. How many times have I told you not to all me Suppi, I am Spinel," Suppi's (I don't care, I am going to call him this) face began to boil with rage. Nakuru stuck her tongue out at him to annoy him even more.
"Yeah, and I am the Queen of Scots," she giggled
Eriol rolled his eyes in belief; "honestly you two stop bickering. I simply went out for a walk, and to my surprise I stumbled upon a treasure,"
Suppi stared at him in puzzlement.
"TREASURE!!!!!!!! OH GIVE ME!" squealed Nakuru
Eriol moved aside, revealing a now very soaked Tomoyo
"Humph, It's only the purple haired girl," Nakuru folded her arms in disappointment, she had hoped for gold, clothing, anything that she could have put to use.
"Her name's Tomoyo," Eriol hated it when Nakuru behaved so selfishly, it was so embarrassing especially in front of Tomoyo.
Tomoyo on the otherhand was too busy, marvelled by the size of this gigantic mansion; she especially admired the colourful tapestries that hung on the marbled walls.
"Eriol your mansion is even bigger then mine," she remarked
"Well of course…"Nakuru mumbled underneath her breath.
Eriol wanted to kick himself hard, Nakuru was acting so greedy, he had to remember to punish her after Tomoyo left. "Nakuru, could you be so kind to lend Tomoyo some clothes?"
"What!"
This caused Suppi to chuckle evilly behind Nakuru's back. Yet Nakuru agreed, despite that she didn't want to share anything of hers with anyone.
"Mmmmm. Not this one, I am wearing it at the party tomorrow night,"
"Too expensive,"
"Too classy"
"You kidding, that's my favourite outfit,"
"That my casual clothes,"
"Ooo I'll need that tomorrow,"
Tomoyo glanced nervously at the pile of clothes that was beginning to consume on top of Nakuru's bed.
"Ah Nakuru,"
Nakuru, frustrated and clearly upset managed to dig herself from underneath the pile of clothes, "What?"
"Perhaps I should chose the clothes,"
Nakuru breathed a sigh of relief "Very Well I give up,"
Nakuru almost at once began regretting giving consent to Tomoyo to choose her own clothes. Flashbacks of the numerous awkward battle costumes of Sakura immediately began to flood her mind. She knew that Tomoyo had designed all those costumes, true she liked some, but she was still in doubt.
"How's this Nakuru?" Nakuru looked up to see Tomoyo dressed in a pair of jeans and a lovely white blouse that nicely showed her figure.
"I suppose," Nakuru, was thanking god inside, "It only cost me ten thousand yen,"
This remarked caused Tomoyo to collapse on the ground.
Meanwhile in the west wing of the mansion, within the fireplace chambers, Eriol and Suppi are deep within conversation. Suppi as usually sat on his favourite couch reading on of his classical books, while Eriol sat directly in front of the fire.
" Master are sure?"
"I know Suppi, its dangerous but…" Eriol was unable to complete his sentence.
"May I come in?" Tomoyo's melodic voice filled the entire room with a sweet smelling aroma. Eriol turned to see Tomoyo and could help but blush at her beauty. But because it was so dark within the room, only Suppi could see this.
Seeing that his master was detained Suppi replied, "Sure Tomoyo you may enter,"
Tomoyo took several glances from side to side inspecting her surroundings; she came to sit on the couch, right side of Eriol.
"Aghhhhhhhhhh, I think that this is were I'll take my leave, your love-sick looks that you have for each other is making me nauseous" and with that Suppi floated out of the room, repealed with disgust.
Both of them turned bright crimson red. Silence followed, but it was Eriol who broke it.
"Tomoyo why were you outside in the rainstorm?" Tomoyo was disappointed to see that Eriol had become so serious again.
"Sakura and I had a major fight," Tomoyo paused recalling the scenes, that had occurred between hours ago
(Scene)
Sakura: You don't know what it is like to not be with someone you love with all your heart.
Tomoyo: Yes I do
(End of Scene)
Tomoyo turned away to hid the tears of Eriol, but it was too late. He'd already seen them, and now gently placed his hand on top of hers.
"Go on"
"I told her to get over Shoaran, that it was over between them. And she refused."
"My cute descendent broke up with Sakura?"
"Yes, he was planning to get engaged. God how I hated him for that. He deserted Sakura and caused her so much pain."
Eriol attempted to comfort Tomoyo, but with his own hatred for Shoaran beginning to grow; he found it practically impossible.
"And you hate Sakura?"
"No!" Tomoyo looked at Eriol in shock; "She's my greatest friend in the whole world, but I just…I just can't stand it anymore Eriol. She's not the same. She's beginning to tear herself away from everyone. I just…" Tomoyo broke out into sobs. Eriol hugged her, to help ease the pain.
"You have to make up with her, Tomoyo, she needs you, know more then ever,"
"I…just.. can't" Tomoyo managed to say between her snuffles.
Several minutes past before Tomoyo was able to stand, quietly she headed for the door, getting ready to depart for her home, since the rain had ceased.
"Tomoyo," Eriol gathered all the courage he had, as she turned around. "I missed you, and your purple hair,"
Tomoyo smiled, for once her eyes carried joy "I miss you too Eriol,"
With that said, she turned and headed for a rich, worried-sick mother, who awaited her daughters return.
Nothing,
Nothing,
Nothing, Sakura couldn't feel anything. The pain of stinging needles caused from the hail had ended. She slowly limped her way home. Her once shining emerald green eyes was now dark and dull. She had lost her only love and now she had lost the only friend who understood her, and her thoughts. The tears continued to spill, like a broken damn.
Sakura knew that her father and brother would call a search party for her and how worried they must be; yet she didn't care.
She didn't care if she got lost in the rain
She didn't care if she got sick,
She didn't care if she died,
She just wanted the pain to end,
Everything to end,
The fierce wind slapped her slick auburn hair in her face, almost blinding her. Sakura came close to giving up hope, when she saw it. Bright lights, that burnt like a star, outside the windows of her home.
"Home," she murmured. Sakura quickened her pace despite how much her body ached and begged for rest. When she finally reached the front door, she used the remaining effort she had left to ring the doorbell. Touyo greeted her
"There you are squirt dad and I were worried about you. Do you know how l…" Touyo's eyes widened in horror at the site of Sakura. God she looked like she's been drowned and beaten.
"Sakura, what happened?" Touyo questioned.
Sakura looked up at her older brother, the same brother who had vowed to protect and help her through her sufferings. Her lips formed a smile filled with gratitude.
"Touya," she whispered, before her world became absolutely black.
Suppi: Hey I said not to make me sound so mean
Fruity: Come on Suppi, you know that you act like that
Suppi: Meh! At least I was mentioned. Oh yeah Fruity what was that thing hiding in the tree's at Penguin park
Fruity: That's for me to know and you to find out
Suppi: Grumble* At least tell me when Sakura and Shoaran get to see each other. So far I've heard about a Tomoyo and Eriol romance going on. But what about Shoaran and Sakura
Fruity: You can ask but I have no intentions of answering.
Suppi: Why you….