The Key to her Heart

Chapter 5

The Saturday morning was not pleasant for Tomoyo that day. It had been a month since she and Eriol had been training her newly acquired power but she has yet to defeat Sakura in their mock battles. Although she was usually a very patient person, her inability to win proved to be testing it.

At the moment though, her mind was on more recent matters: her stomach. She has been waiting at the Ravenclaw table in the great hall for her mentor, Eriol, who told her to wait before eating anything. Of course, she didn't know the reason for it. She was only told to obey or get tortured during the next practice session, which was that day. Needless to say, she obeyed.

But I will soon disobey if he doesn't come in five seconds, thought Tomoyo.

Five . . .

Four . . .

Three . . .

Two . . .

"Don't be impatient Daidouji-san," a male voice disrupted her countdown.

Tomoyo looked up and saw Eriol smiling at her. She frowned and greeted him with a sigh and a whine. "What is it with you and reading people's minds, Hiiragizawa-kun? Don't you know it's rude? What is even more rude is to keep a lady waiting."

Eriol bowed deeply as a sign of apology, ignoring the odd looks he received from the people around him. He straightened and sat down next to her. "I humbly apologize for the inconvenience, Daidouji-san, but you must understand that this is a necessary precaution against anything which may cause your powers to dysfunction."

The girl smiled at him amusedly. "I've been eating without supervision all my life, Hiiragizawa-kun. I don't think that there is any food that my stomach can't take."

Eriol smiled. "Yes, but there is the danger of potions."

"Now you're being paranoid."

"I am merely being cautious."

"Too cautious."

"Better to be safe than sorry."

Tomoyo laughed out loud. "That is such a cliché line. I would've thought that you have better lines than that."

"Only in Latin, my dear."

She looked at him in wonder. He was still smiling amidst all the teasing she gave him. She knew for a fact that most people would probably be screaming at her that very moment, but not him. He has all the patience of the world, she thought.

"Not all the patience, Daidouji-san. I only have merely a portion of it," said Eriol. "Right now, my stomach is proving to be the better of me and it's quickly losing patience. Might we postpone this argument for another more suitable time, preferably when we are both full?"

Tomoyo nodded enthusiastically; she was hungry as well.

Eriol placed his hands above the dishes in the usual manner and seemed to stay quite still. The food started glowing faintly but soon disappeared. He opened his eyes and was about to tell Tomoyo to start eating when he was interrupted by the sound of applause behind him.

"Bravo! Bravo Master Hiiragizawa!" a wizened voice cried. Everyone looked at their Headmaster in amazement. "I have never seen such amazing control over raw magic."

"Thank you Professor Dumbledore."

"You are very welcome," Dumbledore smiled warmly. "I must urge you to forgive me, Miss Daidouji. I have detained you too long from your breakfast. Carry on, I beg you."

Tomoyo couldn't help but smile back at the fatherly man. "It is no bother at all, professor."

"Ah! Then by Oddwit, Chiro and Flick, I say farewell and depart to my seat for my coffee and toast await!" he said and marched back to the high table to do as he pleased.

"Now that was odd," remarked Tomoyo as she buttered her toast lightly and bit into it. She sighed and looked at Eriol in sorrow. "I would give anything for a cup of green tea and a bowl of rice."

Eriol grinned. "Homesick?"

"Yes."

"Then you can remove it all when we train after breakfast."

Tomoyo sighed and finished off her dry breakfast.

Syaoran and Draco entered the great hall and would have been in time to see Dumbledore return to his seat after the chat with Eriol and Tomoyo if they weren't too absorbed in their argument. The former seemed to be shaking his head in constant negative while the latter seemed to be persuading him with something.

"It will bring Slytherin more house points," Draco said in a persuading manner. He has been repeating that line for the millionth time since he had spoken to Syaoran. He was trying to convince his cousin to accept the request to keep the amour potions with them for the time being until Professor Snape had the time and space to grade them. Syaoran did not want to for some reason.

Syaoran sighed and plopped down on his seat. "I told you that I do not care the slightest bit about house points. I just don't understand why you want to take those potions so badly."

"House points," Draco answered simply. "We have been losing to the Gryffindors for the past four years. We need to regain the Slytherin honor back. Tell me why you don't want to."

As Draco expected, Syaoran blushed. "Hiiragizawa and Daidouji," he mumbled.

"Yes Li-kun?" two sweet sounding voices called from behind them.

Syaoran turned around and saw Eriol and Tomoyo giving him almost identical smiles. The only difference was that Eriol's smile was evil, while Tomoyo's smile was dreamy in a way.

"I wish I had my video camera with me," Tomoyo sighed in despair. "I would name this 'Syaoran's love potion troubles.' Now, if only Sakura would come to find about it, everything will be perfect."

"Find out about what, Tomoyo-chan?" the foresaid girl asked in confusion.

This is perfect, thought Draco as he saw the card mistress speak to them. The only one who can persuade Xiao Lang to agree to me is she. I just have to manipulate the story to my favor a bit and I get my way with the potions.

"Sakura," he said, deciding to take his plan into action. "Xiao Lang refuses to do something for the benefit of the whole Slytherin house. He's being unfair and unreasonable."

"Why?"

Draco grinned inwardly as Syaoran groaned. His plan was working. "Professor Snape asked us to keep the amour potions our class had made in exchange for thirty house points. The house points will greatly benefit our house."

"Syaoran," Sakura gave her lover a reproaching look. "Why don't you do it for the sake of you house? I'm sure that keeping those potions in your dorm wouldn't be bothersome."

Syaoran sighed in defeat and knew that he couldn't resist her; Tomoyo's snicker proved that to him. He didn't have a reason to refuse either. Tomoyo and Eriol found out all about it anyway and they were the main reason he didn't want to agree with Draco. They would tease him to no end.

"Fine," he said and pecked Sakura on the cheek before he slumped towards the Slytherin table to avoid the sick smile of Eriol, the teasing one of Tomoyo, and the triumphant grin of Draco.

"Until now, you've only just been releasing raw magic," Eriol told Tomoyo as they walked towards the Quidditch Field to train. "People who have powers usually use devices such as wands or staffs—in Li-san's case, swords—, which would give you better control over your own magic."

"Of course, the foresaid devices can't be used with your unusual magic," he continued as Tomoyo listened to him earnestly. "Since your type of magic is of sound, what you can use is what can control it. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Musical instruments," Tomoyo told him. "I'll have to pass my magic through the instrument and direct it using the different tones, I guess."

Eriol smiled he always knew that Tomoyo was quick to understand things. She was an intelligent girl who had great observation skills. "What instruments can you play Tomoyo? I already have an idea but I want to know if you might now of something better."

"I know how to play the piano, basic violin, basic guitar," Tomoyo mused thoughtfully, "and the flute. I know how to play the flute quite well."

"Excellent," said Eriol. This was better than he thought. He didn't have to teach her how to play an instrument after all. "I believe that the flute would be the best choice. It is much like a wand and could handle your sound magic quite well. Did you know that the only other person who had the same power as you used the harp?"

"Really? Who is it? Can I meet him or her sometime?"

"I think that would be impossible for he has been dead for a long time now," Eriol answered. "The man was Orpheus; I'm sure that you have heard of the name. I'll tell you more about your magic tomorrow."

When Tomoyo agreed, Eriol took a long thin box from his cloak and handed it to Tomoyo. She grinned and opened it to reveal a silver flute with odd runes engraved on it.

"It's so beautiful," the girl gasped and hugged it close to her. "Is it mine now?"

Eriol nodded and smiled. She looks beautiful in every mood she's in, he told himself. Beautiful . . . I'm glad that I'm Clow Reed; if I weren't, I would probably fall in love with her. She's witty, intelligent, graceful, charming, modest, sweet, innocent, curious, and beautiful. Tomoyo Daidouji is a very special person.

He was too deep in thought that he didn't see Tomoyo about to jump on him until it was too late. They both fell on the floor, Tomoyo on top of Eriol. The poor boy blushed mildly.

Maybe not even Clow Reed can stop the hormones of Eriol Hiiragizawa, he thought ruefully.

"Oh Eriol! I am so sorry!" Tomoyo cried as she tried to get off of him. Instead of getting off, she succeeded in falling on him again.

"It's fine Daidouji-san," said Eriol as he helped her stand up. He was very grateful for the fact that no one saw them. Syaoran would probably have the time of his life teasing him as pay back for all those times Eriol had embarrassed him.

The two didn't talk on the remainder of the way towards the Quidditch field. Tomoyo was busy practicing some songs she knew on her flute while Eriol thought of his new found discovery about the possibility of falling in love with Tomoyo.

He finally dismissed the fact as soon as they had reached their destination. He decided that he should let time decide the matters that he cannot control. Instead of troubling himself further, he focused on what he had to do at the moment: train Tomoyo.

A/N: I just recently discovered that my story isn't doing as well as I hoped it would be. I'm just no good in writing and nothing anyone says could change the inevitable fact: I am a failure, a writer wannabe.

Or maybe I'm just pissed that nobody reads this.

Anyway, I just want to make it clear that Tomoyo, Sakura, and Syaoran are only taking those subjects that do not require wand handling. The reason that they are there is because of the whole Voldemort thing. I'll explain that one on the following chapters. Eriol is learning everything. This is final . . . I think.

Everything I wrote is necessary for the story. Everything will be explained as the story progresses. Please be patient with me.

I'm sorry for the breakfast thing if anyone was offended. Being an asian, I just can't spend the day without rice.

There, I've said I'll I wanted. Please Review. PLEASE!