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Note to Readers: Thank you all for reading this fic! I love you guys! And a specially big thank you to those who told me that the last chapter didn't suck that much. Lol. Thanks! And please review again!

I'm very sorry too, as I have been lazy lately. I hope I didn't make your guys crazy by not posting up this chapter. I'm so sorry. Promise that the next chapter will come faster.

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Every Life Have It's Share Of Pain

Chapter 7: Empty Heart

By Hally Dang

Her hand shook as her pale fingers reached out towards the phone on her bed side table. She sighed and hesitated. A train of questions and doubts run through her mind. Finally she clasped the smooth surface of the receiver and dialed the number.

Tomoyo waited patiently for the it to ring. Once, twice…and on the third ring an overly cheerful voice came through. "Hello?"

"Sakura-chan?" She said, her throat suddenly became dry and hoarse. "It's me, Tomoyo."

"Tomoyo-chan! I waited forever for you to call!" Sakura exclaimed brightly on the other end. "Didn't you say you were going to call last week?"

"I'm so sorry Sakura-chan. I have been quite busy this past week. I'm currently working on a new CD and…" her voice trailed off. Tomoyo scolded to herself silently. She hated lying, especially to her dear Sakura. Ever since she left L.A all she had done quite a bit of lying.

"I see," Sakura replied promptly. "It's okay. I understand."

"Thank you, Sakura-chan," she replied quietly. Tomoyo found herself unable to find anything else to say. So she waited.

There was an awkward pause among the two. Tomoyo shifted uneasily on the blue satin sheets of big king size bed. Her lavender eyes wandered throughout the room. The white marble floors gleamed back at her and the beautiful paintings on the wall were laminated by the pale ceiling light. It was dark outside and she can see a small section of the star studded sky through a crack in the curtains.

"Tomoyo," Sakura suddenly said, breaking the silence.

"Yes?" Tomoyo noted silently that Sakura had dropped the formal suffixes to her name. Something in her stirred as she knew Sakura only does that when she has something important to say.

"I have something I want to tell you…" this time it was Sakura's cheery voice which trailed off.

"Of course. Go ahead." Tomoyo struggled to keep her voice casual. She closed her eyes and waited for the worst to come. She knew that someday Sakura would say this to her, only she wished that she didn't have to hear it. It is already too much knowing that she had to be there. But also being the one who Sakura considers as the bride's maid was almost unbearable.

"Well," Sakura pause as if searching for better words. "Syaoran, he proposed."

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She listened to her own footsteps as she walked down the long staircase. She smiled as sunlight greeted her. After such an uncomfortable night, she looked forward in having breakfast with Eriol. She wanted to forget. Forget everything she had heard the night before.

She made a swift turn into the kitchen, but instead of finding Eriol reading the morning paper as she entered the spacious kitchen, she saw a piece of blue stationary folded neatly on the breakfast table.

She picked it up, unfolded it and scanned the content.

"Dearest Daidouji-chan," she read. "I regret to inform you that I can not have breakfast with you today as something has come up at the office which I can not disregard. Please forgive me. You may ask the cook for whatever your heart desire or you may ask the driver to take you to a restaurant in town. Please feel at home to do anything you please. Again, please forgive my abrupt absence. Apologetically, Eriol Hiiragisawa."

Tomoyo stood speechlessly and looked over the brief note. "Well," she breathed to herself. She pulled up a chair and sat down. She had to admit that she was disappointed that Eriol has left. She stared into the sun bathed kitchen and sighed. It was a gorgeous day. It would be a shame to waste it by staying inside, she decided.

In a few moments she was opening in the double doors of the entrance hall, grabbing her coat on her way out. She was surprised to see a black car already waiting for her in the driveway. But, of course, Eriol knew everything. She smiled to herself.

"The café house in town center," she told the aged driver.

The gray haired man looked at her from the rear view window. "Of course Mistress Daidouji."

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Tomoyo was surprised to find the small café to be nearly empty by the time she got there. However she found that she liked it better this way. She could just relax at her table and not worry about anything but her own messed up life. She settled into a sit in a half-hidden corner.

Suddenly a wave of sadness washed over her. She hugged herself. So… it's finally here. Sakura is getting married. She can't believe its going to happen so soon. They are so young, is it wise for them to rush into it so fast?

But of course Sakura's destined to be with Syoaran. It's been clear ever since the first time they met. Tomoyo knew by the way Syoaran had looked at her that something special has always been between them. It's amazing what love can make people do.

Love.

People say that it's the most important thing in the world.

Tomoyo wanted to laugh at that. Love has done nothing but destroy her life. It has never done anything good for her. So why is it so damn important?

/Love can fill the emptiest of hearts./

She blinked.

Was that why?

Her mind processed a million thoughts in a second. She realized everything.

"What would you like today Miss?" a waiter hurried to her breaking her thoughts.

She looked up at the speaker and found a pair of familiar sky blue eyes. "Why hello there," she smiled weakly, recalling the boy whom she met a week before.

He smiled back. "I haven't seen you for a while," he began, "I thought you left town."

Tomoyo took a while to reply but she regained her composure shortly. "I don't think I'll be leaving for a long while," she replied with a tint of sadness in her voice, she pushed all her previous thoughts away.

"That's good," he said and threw her a puzzled look. "You sounded like you didn't want to stay."

"Well…" she bit her lips, perhaps it was time for her to finally open up. Maybe its time to correct her blunder.

"Yeah?" the boy coaxed her and sat down in a seat beside her. His eyes were eager for her answer. She studied them.

The beautiful spring sun shone in the background. It reflected off the clean tile floors and laminated the simple chairs and tables which furnished the small café. A classic scene.

Spring is the time for a new beginning. Perhaps this spring was her time. She had had enough. It's time for the self torture to finally stop. She needed it.

She continued to study his pleading smile. She smiled back.

Perhaps its not too late.

Her empty heart is still…

Open.

Yes, she'll have to open it a crack.

"I have a lot of unfinished business I need to take care of," she managed to say. "My work is very important to me."

"I don't see why you can't do your work right here in Southend," Jason said. "That way you can stay here."

She forced a light laugh. "I wish it is that simple," she said and received another puzzled gaze from the boy. "I do business all over the world. I nearly never stay in the same place for too long," she explained, telling him half the truth.

"Wow," Jason said. "You don't strike me as the world traveler kind."

"Looks can be deceiving," she laughed. Tomoyo was surprised that she was actually enjoying herself. It's a nice change. She can actually have a conversation without thinking about every single thing gone wrong.

"So why are you here in Southend for a while?" he suddenly asked.

Maybe everything is going to be okay now.

"I'm on a vacation," she replied. "Besides, I met an old friend here," her eyes lit up at this, "we have a lot to catch up on." She smiled, perhaps this time it was more of a real smile.

"A old friend?" he wanted to know. But he suddenly stood up. "Hold that thought," he command and headed to the counter. He returned a minute later with two cups of café midnight. "Here," he placed a cup in front of her. "Its on the house."

"Thank you," she smiled in gratitude. It was nice to have a friend to talk to.

"So who is this friend of yours, if you don't mind my asking," he said. "Whoever this person is, they are real lucky to have someone like you visiting them."

Tomoyo laughed at the statement. "As a matter of fact, I think you might know him."

"Oh so it's a him," he said disappointed. "And whom is this man which got your exquisite attention?"

She laughed. "Hiiragisawa," she replied, almost happy for a listening ear. "Eriol Hiiragisawa."

Tomoyo smiled. She can do this. Do this for herself this time.

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This chapter sure took a while to get published no? I'm sorry. Its been…months. I'm so sorry. I hope you're not…too mad with me.

Well, how do you like this chapter? I hope you followed everything, I thought it might have been a bit too confusing. Hope you got it.

In the next chapter there is going to be some premium E+T, promise. Lol. Things are going to get a LOT more complicated in the upcoming chapters. Get ready for some major plot twists.