Disclaimer: All characters portrayed in this fanfic are the property of CLAMP and their company people. They're not mine. Well, except that is the people that I'll be making up. :D

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Tomoyo woke up with a start, beads of sweat trickled down her temples. Her breath was ragged and short. The nightmare she just dreamed, had further emphasized what she saw in her apartment on that dreary night. It was a nightmare to end all nightmares. It was different yet eerily the same. She shuddered as a cold shiver ran down her spine. She knew that vision would haunt her forever.

Looking around, she noticed she wasn't in her apartment. A side of her sighed in relief that she wasn't near the place of the incident, but the another panicked, for this was a completely new and different place. She looked around frantically pulling her covers up near her chin. In her fear, she knocked over a cup on the nearby night stand. She held her breath in anticipation of who might show up in the dark doorway.

A tired looking male appeared a second later, rubbing his eyes and yawning. She quickly burrowed further beneath the covers waiting for him to go away. But he didn't. Much to her disappointment he came closer and pried the blankets away from her and tucked her in. He bent down to clean up the mess acutely aware of the fact that her amethyst eyes were on him the whole time.

Tomoyo couldn't take the silence. "Where am I?" her voice came in a hoarse whisper.

He looked up at her with his intense blue eyes and smile warmly. "You're safe Tomoyo, get some rest. I'll explain everything tomorrow."

Momentarily taken aback by his use of her name she stiffened. Eriol's mid-night blue eyes bore into hers. As if he was seeing into her soul. His warm gaze held a look of sympathy as he turned towards the door. She watched his dark shadow intensely until he left the room. Her mind sighed from exhaustion of the day's events and demanded that she get some rest. Tomoyo obeyed. Slowly she fell into an uncomfortable sleep.

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Sitting in the living room, Eriol couldn't believe the girl that had fainted in his arms was the one and only Tomoyo Daidouji. He grimaced at the image of her skinny, frail looking body. He only realized it was her after the paramedics looked her over when she fainted. Eriol had decided to play the hero and told the paramedics he was a close friend of hers, only then had they allowed him to take her home. He laid down on the couch and his gaze rested on the ceiling. When she's better in the morning, he'd take her home.

Eriol paused in his thinking and frowned. Tomoyo didn't look like she fed herself enough. She was small and frail with a pale complexion. She looked sickly. A big sigh escaped his lips. He couldn't let Tomoyo go off alone in London like that. She could get hurt or possibly even die of malnourishment. He grimaced, he shouldn't be so morbid. The shock of what she experienced tonight couldn't have helped her seemingly delicate state. His mind wandered back to the morning when she bumped into him. She was so quiet, so unemotional. He bit his bottom lip, she's so un-Tomoyo now, it was a bit upsetting.

He made a decision right then and there. It doesn't matter how much she protests, he wasn't allowing her to go home until she was stronger and more stable. Yes, he wouldn't leave her to fend for herself. Not alone and not after he finally met up with someone of his past. He was going to protect her. Like a big brother who protects his darling little sister, he would protect her. The young sorcerer fell asleep pledging the promise to himself.

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Tomoyo woke up with the sun shining on her face. She heard soft clanking sounds in the kitchen. Curious she went to investigate. Timidly stepping into the small kitchen, she saw the same guy that tucked her in last night, making breakfast.

When he spotted her out of the corner of his eye, he smiled, "Good morning Tomoyo. Why don't you have a seat next to Ronan."

Not knowing what to do she obediently took a seat next to a rather depressed looking young man. She probably felt as bad as the way he was looking. The dark haired young man handed her a plate of pancakes and smiled yet again.

Breakfast was a silent thing that morning. Ronan was pushing his pancakes back and forth on his plate while his brown hair fell across his eyes. Tomoyo was sitting there staring at her food with a face that looked like she wanted to throw up. Eriol glanced at both of them and sighed.

He eyed both bowed heads intensely and tried to convince them to eat, "Tomoyo, Ronan, you have to eat something. The food's not going to do anybody good if it just sits there."

Ronan stood up suddenly, silently walked to his room, and slammed the door shut. Eriol sighed and turned his gaze to Tomoyo as he sat down in Ronan's seat.

"So how are you today? Feeling any better?"

Gradually Tomoyo brought her eyes to meet his. He grimaced. Her eyes were disturbing. They were a dark shade of amethyst, almost black. But it had a mysterious look about them, as if there was nothing there beyond the pretty shade of purple.

"T-tomoyo?" his hesitated at pushing some of her dark locks out of her face.

She recoiled away from his touch, "How do you know my name?" Her voice came in a haunted whisper. He flinched, she was even worst this morning than she was last night. Poor girl, she must've had more horrifying nightmares.

He took in a breath, "Tomoyo, it's Hiiragizawa Eriol. Do you remember me?" Her dull eyes searched his blue orbs. "Tomoyo?"

She frowned slightly and after searching a face to attach with the name, asked with a hint of remembrance, "Hiiragizawa Eriol?"

Eriol smiled gently and nodded. She took a second to calm herself and smiled at him, "Thank you Hiiragizawa-kun." At her smile, a sudden chill ran up his spine, it was creepy.

Recovering from the uncomfort he got up to put away some dishes, "You're welcome. But if you really want to thank me, you'd take a bite of those pancakes." Eriol turned towards her with a smile when she looked at him blankly, "I'm not that bad of a cook."


She pushed the pancakes away, "No that's all right Hiiragizawa-kun. I'm not that hungry anyway."

The Tomoyo he knew would never refuse something with such forwardness. She certainly had changed, he'll give her that. Eriol gave her a sympathetic smile, "Do you need a ride anywhere? I'll drive you."

Tomoyo gave him a seemingly bright smile, "No thanks." She did her best to look energetic, "I can walk there myself. I need the exercise anyway."

Eriol looked at her doubtfully, but gave her the benefit of the doubt, "Okay, if you're sure."

"Of course I am Hiiragizawa-kun!" She gave him a dazzling smile which caused him to smile back weakly.

"Call me Eriol, we are of course in London." Tomoyo agreed silently.

He smiled at her and was about to turn to his room when she called to him again, "Eriol?"

"Yes Tomoyo?"

"Thank you." There was a soft smile on her exhausted face.

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Eriol watched a black haired beauty from his spot on the campus bench. Akiko Arai. He had met her that very day on which he was coming back to England. They hadn't really hit it off right away, for at first he hated her and she hated him. But they were ironically put together in the simplest of tasks for school, soccer and music rehearsals, much to their dismay. Slowly they had realized the mutual feelings of hate was present because neither wanted to admit to themselves, or anyone else for that matter, that they liked the other. Eriol had almost laughed outright at the ironic situation when he found out.

He stiffened a bit and frowned when he saw Damian Atoshi walk up to her in all his glory. Pursing his lips he walked over to them and draped his arm around Akiko's shoulders. "Morning Akiko."

Akiko smiled, turned around and gave him a peck on the cheek, "Morning to you too."

"Morning Damian," he continued.

Damian acknowledged his presence with a cool glance. "Hiiragizawa."

Eriol smirked back at him. Akiko sensed what was happening and tugged on Eriol's shirt disapprovingly, "C'mon Eriol lets get to class before we're late." She turned and gave Damian a apologetic smile, "Sorry!"

Damian shrugged and walked off with a wave, "Later."

Eriol frowned as he walked with her to class, "What was that about?"

"Nothing," she leaned up to kiss him on the lips and hugged his arm to her as they approached the school together.