Note: Hi all! Sorry for the long wait on this story! I know you guys are wondering now: what is Syaoran doing back in Japan? Did something happen between him and Sakura? What's going on with Eriol? Is he going crazy or is there really danger again now that he's back in Japan? Find out on this chapter! Oh, as you already noticed, Sakura, Tomoyo, Syaoran and Eriol are not mine, they belong to the CCS maker people. Sorry, I haven't been paying attention much to CCS lately. But Yukio, Misaki and Kana (the trio) are mine to keep so yeah.........................
Chapter 4 - Jealous????
She released her grip from around his neck, feeling rather awkward standing there, feeling emotional in front of her friends. She pulled away quickly, shyly looking around, wondering how many people were staring at her. Misaki and Kana snickered, whispering to each other as if it was a big thing, while Yukio glared straight at the back of his young rival's head, gritting his teeth in annoyance. Tomoyo glanced back at Syaoran and blushed briefly, but it quickly faded when she noticed the look Syaoran had plastered on his face.
"What is it?" she asked, feeling concerned for the young brunette.
Syaoran glanced at her friends, and then turned his attention back to Tomoyo. He grabbed her arm gently and leaned close to her ear. "Can I talk to you alone?" he whispered.
Tomoyo pulled back and looked into his eyes. Something was definitely wrong and Tomoyo could feel it in her heart. Whenever something bad was happening, Syaoran's eyes would turn into thin slits, usually changing into a different colour rather than amber. After a few seconds of silence, she nodded her head finally and grabbed his hand. The trio watched as they went and when they were out of sight, Misaki turned to Kana and smiled.
"Tomoyo is having such a lucky day! Two really cute guys! I wish I was as lucky as her," Misaki sighed, resting her chin on her upward palm. Kana followed her lead as they both watched Syaoran and Tomoyo turn a corner.
Yukio watched on out the door, his teeth chattering, the white surfaces grinding against each other. He decided not to take his eyes off of the door, hoping that the young man was hurting her so he could go rescue his beloved Tomoyo; not that he wanted her to be hurt in that way. Maybe just emotionally, something that will make the young man known as Syaoran, say, "I met someone else."
An image of a crying Tomoyo running back inside the cafeteria envisioned in his mind. She would come running to him and wrap her arms around him for comfort. Then they would kiss.
Yukio sighed, his eyes into a dreamy gaze. He was relaxed for a while, until Misaki's loud voice rang in his ears. He felt a slap at his back and he jerked his head around to glare at his cousin. "What's the big idea, Misa?"
Misaki grinned. "You're never going to get a chance with her, Yuki! Have you seen the size of those two guys? They can beat the crap out of you easily!"
Yukio felt hurt, but he didn't show it. "Well, I can get her even without fighting anyone! You just watch!" He stood up angrily and picked up his tray. The brown haired teenager turned around towards the trash bin and dumped the remaining paper plate inside. He forced himself not to glance back at his cousin and when it was successful, he turned and walked away.
Misaki rolled her eyes, sighing in annoyance. "You're hopeless, Yukio," she whispered more to herself than to her cousin. She paced herself and followed Yukio out the door.
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"What is it, Syaoran-kun?" her voice seemed evident that she was concerned about - certainly nothing if he doesn't talk sooner.
Syaoran looked around first; to make sure no one was listening, before turning to face her. "I came here to tell you about Sakura."
Her heart sunk. How can he come all the way here, making her think he came here for her and then just mention about Sakura? She loved Sakura, don't get her wrong, but her love for Syaoran was even stronger. Maybe he was ready to tell Tomoyo that he asked Sakura to marry her? After all, they are high school sweethearts. "What about Sakura?" she asked, the tone of her voice coming out rather cold and uncaring.
However, Syaoran didn't seem to notice. "It came unexpectedly and we didn't know what else to do. It just came yesterday when I was picking her up from school. I don't know what happened but she just collapsed on the pavement. I had to carry her all the way home, where her otousan and oniichan were waiting."
Tomoyo's eyes widened. How could she have ever thought of such a thing? She was being a terrible person and him saying those words proved it all. "How is she?"
Syaoran shrugged. "I don't know." He paused, feeling uneasy about the whole situation. At first he felt uncomfortable going all the way to Japan from China, just to tell the girl who had kissed him that one windy day about the girl he loved more. He knew there was a possibility that Tomoyo was still in love with him, and she proved it by the emotional hug she had given him just now. "She asked for you, that's why I'm here."
She gulped. She was not surprised, just shocked that Sakura could ever ask for her when all she has ever done for her dear friend was betray her. How can she face her best friend, knowing of her feelings for Syaoran? She pointed at herself and looked into the boy's eyes. "She asked for me?"
Syaoran nodded. "Yes. I need a straight answer now," he said, more sternly this time. For him, time was never an option. If he had to do something, he had to do it quick, with no exceptions. His mission was to bring Tomoyo to China with him where her presence could sooth Sakura's dying spirit. "The next flight is in five hours and the airports are busy this time of year."
The dark haired girl nodded. "I understand. I will go with you though. Sakura is my family, my best friend and my only companion. I can never go on without her."
"Syaoran-kun?!" A voice echoed in the hallway. They both recognized the voice and by the time Syaoran and Tomoyo turned to see who it was, Meiling appeared from out of nowhere, practically smoldering him with her hug. Syoaran nodded silently, feeling quite uncomfortable and Yoshi, the boy she appeared with uneasy.
After careful introductions between Syaoran and Yoshi, Meiling turned to the two with suspicious eyes. "What are you guys doing here?" The Chinese born girl looked around, her eyes furrowing like a detective looking for clues in a murder.
Syaoran looked at her and frowned. "Meiling, this isn't really the time to be supicious of me and Tomoyo. It's about Sakura."
Meiling stopped pacing around and looked at her cousin. "What about her? What happened to Sakura?" Her voice was in sheer panic. She grabbed Syaoran's collar and began to violently shake him back and forth. "What happened?! TELL ME?!"
Tomoyo placed a hand on Meilin's shoulder. "Calm down, Meiling-san. There is simply nothing to panic for. Sakura is fine. Syaoran just informed me that she just collapsed and was sent to bed right away. It could just be a fever or something, but she asked for me, so I will go see her."
Meiling frowned. "A fever?" She turned to Syaoran to see if it was true.
Syaoran had no choice but to nod. Tomoyo knew how to calm Meiling down. However, despite the hope in Tomoyo's words that Sakura would be fine, he felt rather uncertain of that. There was strange aura coming out of Sakura that made him feel that he needed to inform Tomoyo of the situation. Kero and Yue did not know what to do either, but maybe Tomoyo can ease Sakura's pain with her friend by her side. "We need to go, Meiling." He turned to Tomoyo. "Are you ready?"
Tomoyo nodded. "Yes, but first I have to get some things that I can bring for Sakura's illness. There are roots and herbs that can help her with her fever still stacked away at my home."
Syaoran nodded and walked pass her, leading the way out the door, leaving Meiling speechless. Tomoyo followed suit, feeling guilty for leaving Meiling un-informed like that. She looked ahead at Syaoran, who had walked over to his car, which was a 2000 black Beatle. He unlocked the door to his side, and then sat down. He reached over to the passenger side and unlocked the door from there so Tomoyo can get in. Once Tomoyo reached the car, she opened the door and stepped inside the roomy automobile, making herself comfortable in the soft texture of the cushion. She glanced over at Syaoran, whose eyes were suddenly on the road. He paused awkwardly for a moment, then, without a word towards Tomoyo, inserted the key in the ignition and turned on the engine. Tomoyo eyed him worriedly. There was a look there that she certainly didn't miss about Syaoran. His look was distant from her and vague that only someone with the knowledge of his personality could ever detect that. There was something he was not telling her about Sakura.
What if Sakura was dying?
Tomoyo swallowed those thoughts out of her mind and shook her head in despair. 'No! Sakura can't die!' she thought. 'She is a strong person!' However, no matter how many times she tried to release those thoughts, it would come back haunting her and every time she turned to look at Syaoran, there was proof that something was definitely wrong.
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He opened his eyes and looked around tiredly. He felt a soft cushion squeezed between the palms of his hands. How did he end up on the couch? A pair of amber eyes gleamed at him.
"Is he all right?" a woman's voice spoke.
The blue head moved to the direction of the voice and nodded. "Yes, Eriol-sama seems fine now." He turned back to the blue haired young man. "Are you all right, Master?"
Eriol looked around some more, and then slowly sat up from the couch. "What has happened?" He vaguely remembered making tea in the kitchen for Tomoyo's return and that was all. He couldn't remember the rest of what had happened.
A head popped into his view and strands of purple hair fell straight from her shoulders. She looked at Eriol and frowned in concern. "Suppi-chan and I just came back from the park and we found you lying on the kitchen floor. We were so worried something terrible has happened to you, Master." She sat down on a smaller couch across from him and stared at the form that was Eriol. Eriol stood up quickly, feeling dizzy by the time he made it up completely.
"Is it him again, Master?" Spinel asked.
Eriol looked up suddenly and averted his eyes towards the front door. Spinel and Nakuru turned their heads in the same direction his eyes were and watched as the knob began to turn.
"OOOH! That must be Tomoyo-san coming home from school now!" Nakuru squeaked.
Eriol glanced at the watch hanging in the foyer and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "But it is only pass lunchtime. Shouldn't she have another class?"
The door opened, revealing, indeed, the dark haired girl and the residential owner of the home Eriol and the others were staying in. Tomoyo paused and stared at them. Eriol waved and smiled, while Nakuru jumped from her seat and ran to her, only to stop in shock. Tomoyo moved forward and when she was inside, a familiar figure appeared from behind her. The moment that figure stepped inside the room, Eriol turned to that direction and stared into the eyes of a glaring Syaoran.
In a sudden motion, Syaoran ran to him, pinning him against the wall with one elbow against Eriol's neck and his other hand on Eriol's stomach to stop him from breathing. Yet, despite the violent outburst Syaoran was causing from Nakuru, who stood behind him shouting, Eriol did not make any attempts to move.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Syaoran yelled in his face. Tomoyo and Nakuru was too shocked to stop Syaoran's screams.
Eriol grinned and with one swift move, twisted Syaoran's arms behind his back and pinned him in the same wall. "I am only here to visit, Syaoran. You have to concentrate and not lose your temper or you'll never be able to save Sakura," he whispered.
Syaoran retaliated by jabbing the back of his foot against the taller boy's stomach. Eriol backed away in pain and the shorter boy was going to make another attack, when Tomoyo jumped in between them, putting her hands out towards him.
"That's enough, Syaoran!" she yelled, pushing him gently out of Eriol's way. Eriol grimaced, struggling to stand up straight.
"What is he doing here, Tomoyo?!" Syaoran pointed towards Eriol and glanced at Tomoyo, giving her a curious look.
Tomoyo sighed. "He is here to visit, Syaoran and that's all."
The brown haired boy didn't seem to listen. He approached Tomoyo carefully and looked down on her. "Did he hurt you?"
"How dare you make assumptions that our Master would hurt Tomoyo-san?!" came Spinel's hollow voice from out of nowhere. He flew in front of Syaoran and glared at him with his sharp eyes.
Syaoran smirked. "Ask Sakura that, maybe she can give you pointers on how Eriol would hurt anyone!"
Eriol said nothing. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth which, thanks to Syaoran, was given to him when he struggled and succeeded in twisting his arm behind his back. "Look, we can either fight here and destroy Tomoyo-san's home or be civil and talk this like gentlemen."
The brown haired boy glowered at him. "You're the reason Sakura is suffering." Syaoran was ready to charge again, but Tomoyo standing there made him think otherwise. Hurting Tomoyo would be the last thing in his mind.
Eriol shook his head. "What reason would that be? I haven't been near her since I left for England." He attempted to step forward towards Syaoran, but Tomoyo stopped him dead on his tracks.
Syaoran looked closer into his eyes. There was something the blue haired man was not telling him. "I know you too well, Clow Reed. Why are you lying?"
"Master is definitely not lying!" Nakuru yelled, stepping in between them as well. She planted both her arms on her hips and glared down at Syaoran. "You better watch your mouth there, descendant of Clow Reed! If it wasn't for him, Sakura would have died!" She paused when she realized what she had just revealed to everyone.
Spinel shook his head. "Nakuru, can't you ever keep your mouth closed for once?" He glanced around the room, towards Syaoran and then Tomoyo. The dark coloured creature could see the disappointment in Tomoyo's face. He watched as the dark haired girl walked pass Syaoran and walked up the stairs. Spinel glanced at his master.
The two men watched as Tomoyo went up the stairs, disappeared and appeared again a few seconds later with a bag of herbs in her hands. She glanced at Eriol. "Eriol, as long as you're staying in my house, there is to be honest talks between us," she simply said, before leading herself and Syaoran out the door.
The way she had spoken to him, made Eriol feel awkward. He has never seen Tomoyo act so cold to him. Eight years ago, Eriol would smile as she walked by, waving at her and mocking her in a friendly way of how she was protected of Sakura so much. She would smile back, of course, her laugh making him feel welcomed of her kindness. However, as he watched the two go, he could still see the look of disappointment and anger towards Tomoyo's face. Though no one may be able to understand Tomoyo's feelings, Eriol could sense something deep in her heart that Tomoyo was crying inside.
GoodGurl: Hm........ Was Tomoyo just angry because Syaoran came to see her because of Sakura? Or was she really disappointed in Eriol in not telling her the truth about him coming to Japan? Or is it because she was jealous of Sakura that both men are 'in love' with her?
Chapter 4 - Jealous????
She released her grip from around his neck, feeling rather awkward standing there, feeling emotional in front of her friends. She pulled away quickly, shyly looking around, wondering how many people were staring at her. Misaki and Kana snickered, whispering to each other as if it was a big thing, while Yukio glared straight at the back of his young rival's head, gritting his teeth in annoyance. Tomoyo glanced back at Syaoran and blushed briefly, but it quickly faded when she noticed the look Syaoran had plastered on his face.
"What is it?" she asked, feeling concerned for the young brunette.
Syaoran glanced at her friends, and then turned his attention back to Tomoyo. He grabbed her arm gently and leaned close to her ear. "Can I talk to you alone?" he whispered.
Tomoyo pulled back and looked into his eyes. Something was definitely wrong and Tomoyo could feel it in her heart. Whenever something bad was happening, Syaoran's eyes would turn into thin slits, usually changing into a different colour rather than amber. After a few seconds of silence, she nodded her head finally and grabbed his hand. The trio watched as they went and when they were out of sight, Misaki turned to Kana and smiled.
"Tomoyo is having such a lucky day! Two really cute guys! I wish I was as lucky as her," Misaki sighed, resting her chin on her upward palm. Kana followed her lead as they both watched Syaoran and Tomoyo turn a corner.
Yukio watched on out the door, his teeth chattering, the white surfaces grinding against each other. He decided not to take his eyes off of the door, hoping that the young man was hurting her so he could go rescue his beloved Tomoyo; not that he wanted her to be hurt in that way. Maybe just emotionally, something that will make the young man known as Syaoran, say, "I met someone else."
An image of a crying Tomoyo running back inside the cafeteria envisioned in his mind. She would come running to him and wrap her arms around him for comfort. Then they would kiss.
Yukio sighed, his eyes into a dreamy gaze. He was relaxed for a while, until Misaki's loud voice rang in his ears. He felt a slap at his back and he jerked his head around to glare at his cousin. "What's the big idea, Misa?"
Misaki grinned. "You're never going to get a chance with her, Yuki! Have you seen the size of those two guys? They can beat the crap out of you easily!"
Yukio felt hurt, but he didn't show it. "Well, I can get her even without fighting anyone! You just watch!" He stood up angrily and picked up his tray. The brown haired teenager turned around towards the trash bin and dumped the remaining paper plate inside. He forced himself not to glance back at his cousin and when it was successful, he turned and walked away.
Misaki rolled her eyes, sighing in annoyance. "You're hopeless, Yukio," she whispered more to herself than to her cousin. She paced herself and followed Yukio out the door.
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"What is it, Syaoran-kun?" her voice seemed evident that she was concerned about - certainly nothing if he doesn't talk sooner.
Syaoran looked around first; to make sure no one was listening, before turning to face her. "I came here to tell you about Sakura."
Her heart sunk. How can he come all the way here, making her think he came here for her and then just mention about Sakura? She loved Sakura, don't get her wrong, but her love for Syaoran was even stronger. Maybe he was ready to tell Tomoyo that he asked Sakura to marry her? After all, they are high school sweethearts. "What about Sakura?" she asked, the tone of her voice coming out rather cold and uncaring.
However, Syaoran didn't seem to notice. "It came unexpectedly and we didn't know what else to do. It just came yesterday when I was picking her up from school. I don't know what happened but she just collapsed on the pavement. I had to carry her all the way home, where her otousan and oniichan were waiting."
Tomoyo's eyes widened. How could she have ever thought of such a thing? She was being a terrible person and him saying those words proved it all. "How is she?"
Syaoran shrugged. "I don't know." He paused, feeling uneasy about the whole situation. At first he felt uncomfortable going all the way to Japan from China, just to tell the girl who had kissed him that one windy day about the girl he loved more. He knew there was a possibility that Tomoyo was still in love with him, and she proved it by the emotional hug she had given him just now. "She asked for you, that's why I'm here."
She gulped. She was not surprised, just shocked that Sakura could ever ask for her when all she has ever done for her dear friend was betray her. How can she face her best friend, knowing of her feelings for Syaoran? She pointed at herself and looked into the boy's eyes. "She asked for me?"
Syaoran nodded. "Yes. I need a straight answer now," he said, more sternly this time. For him, time was never an option. If he had to do something, he had to do it quick, with no exceptions. His mission was to bring Tomoyo to China with him where her presence could sooth Sakura's dying spirit. "The next flight is in five hours and the airports are busy this time of year."
The dark haired girl nodded. "I understand. I will go with you though. Sakura is my family, my best friend and my only companion. I can never go on without her."
"Syaoran-kun?!" A voice echoed in the hallway. They both recognized the voice and by the time Syaoran and Tomoyo turned to see who it was, Meiling appeared from out of nowhere, practically smoldering him with her hug. Syoaran nodded silently, feeling quite uncomfortable and Yoshi, the boy she appeared with uneasy.
After careful introductions between Syaoran and Yoshi, Meiling turned to the two with suspicious eyes. "What are you guys doing here?" The Chinese born girl looked around, her eyes furrowing like a detective looking for clues in a murder.
Syaoran looked at her and frowned. "Meiling, this isn't really the time to be supicious of me and Tomoyo. It's about Sakura."
Meiling stopped pacing around and looked at her cousin. "What about her? What happened to Sakura?" Her voice was in sheer panic. She grabbed Syaoran's collar and began to violently shake him back and forth. "What happened?! TELL ME?!"
Tomoyo placed a hand on Meilin's shoulder. "Calm down, Meiling-san. There is simply nothing to panic for. Sakura is fine. Syaoran just informed me that she just collapsed and was sent to bed right away. It could just be a fever or something, but she asked for me, so I will go see her."
Meiling frowned. "A fever?" She turned to Syaoran to see if it was true.
Syaoran had no choice but to nod. Tomoyo knew how to calm Meiling down. However, despite the hope in Tomoyo's words that Sakura would be fine, he felt rather uncertain of that. There was strange aura coming out of Sakura that made him feel that he needed to inform Tomoyo of the situation. Kero and Yue did not know what to do either, but maybe Tomoyo can ease Sakura's pain with her friend by her side. "We need to go, Meiling." He turned to Tomoyo. "Are you ready?"
Tomoyo nodded. "Yes, but first I have to get some things that I can bring for Sakura's illness. There are roots and herbs that can help her with her fever still stacked away at my home."
Syaoran nodded and walked pass her, leading the way out the door, leaving Meiling speechless. Tomoyo followed suit, feeling guilty for leaving Meiling un-informed like that. She looked ahead at Syaoran, who had walked over to his car, which was a 2000 black Beatle. He unlocked the door to his side, and then sat down. He reached over to the passenger side and unlocked the door from there so Tomoyo can get in. Once Tomoyo reached the car, she opened the door and stepped inside the roomy automobile, making herself comfortable in the soft texture of the cushion. She glanced over at Syaoran, whose eyes were suddenly on the road. He paused awkwardly for a moment, then, without a word towards Tomoyo, inserted the key in the ignition and turned on the engine. Tomoyo eyed him worriedly. There was a look there that she certainly didn't miss about Syaoran. His look was distant from her and vague that only someone with the knowledge of his personality could ever detect that. There was something he was not telling her about Sakura.
What if Sakura was dying?
Tomoyo swallowed those thoughts out of her mind and shook her head in despair. 'No! Sakura can't die!' she thought. 'She is a strong person!' However, no matter how many times she tried to release those thoughts, it would come back haunting her and every time she turned to look at Syaoran, there was proof that something was definitely wrong.
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He opened his eyes and looked around tiredly. He felt a soft cushion squeezed between the palms of his hands. How did he end up on the couch? A pair of amber eyes gleamed at him.
"Is he all right?" a woman's voice spoke.
The blue head moved to the direction of the voice and nodded. "Yes, Eriol-sama seems fine now." He turned back to the blue haired young man. "Are you all right, Master?"
Eriol looked around some more, and then slowly sat up from the couch. "What has happened?" He vaguely remembered making tea in the kitchen for Tomoyo's return and that was all. He couldn't remember the rest of what had happened.
A head popped into his view and strands of purple hair fell straight from her shoulders. She looked at Eriol and frowned in concern. "Suppi-chan and I just came back from the park and we found you lying on the kitchen floor. We were so worried something terrible has happened to you, Master." She sat down on a smaller couch across from him and stared at the form that was Eriol. Eriol stood up quickly, feeling dizzy by the time he made it up completely.
"Is it him again, Master?" Spinel asked.
Eriol looked up suddenly and averted his eyes towards the front door. Spinel and Nakuru turned their heads in the same direction his eyes were and watched as the knob began to turn.
"OOOH! That must be Tomoyo-san coming home from school now!" Nakuru squeaked.
Eriol glanced at the watch hanging in the foyer and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "But it is only pass lunchtime. Shouldn't she have another class?"
The door opened, revealing, indeed, the dark haired girl and the residential owner of the home Eriol and the others were staying in. Tomoyo paused and stared at them. Eriol waved and smiled, while Nakuru jumped from her seat and ran to her, only to stop in shock. Tomoyo moved forward and when she was inside, a familiar figure appeared from behind her. The moment that figure stepped inside the room, Eriol turned to that direction and stared into the eyes of a glaring Syaoran.
In a sudden motion, Syaoran ran to him, pinning him against the wall with one elbow against Eriol's neck and his other hand on Eriol's stomach to stop him from breathing. Yet, despite the violent outburst Syaoran was causing from Nakuru, who stood behind him shouting, Eriol did not make any attempts to move.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Syaoran yelled in his face. Tomoyo and Nakuru was too shocked to stop Syaoran's screams.
Eriol grinned and with one swift move, twisted Syaoran's arms behind his back and pinned him in the same wall. "I am only here to visit, Syaoran. You have to concentrate and not lose your temper or you'll never be able to save Sakura," he whispered.
Syaoran retaliated by jabbing the back of his foot against the taller boy's stomach. Eriol backed away in pain and the shorter boy was going to make another attack, when Tomoyo jumped in between them, putting her hands out towards him.
"That's enough, Syaoran!" she yelled, pushing him gently out of Eriol's way. Eriol grimaced, struggling to stand up straight.
"What is he doing here, Tomoyo?!" Syaoran pointed towards Eriol and glanced at Tomoyo, giving her a curious look.
Tomoyo sighed. "He is here to visit, Syaoran and that's all."
The brown haired boy didn't seem to listen. He approached Tomoyo carefully and looked down on her. "Did he hurt you?"
"How dare you make assumptions that our Master would hurt Tomoyo-san?!" came Spinel's hollow voice from out of nowhere. He flew in front of Syaoran and glared at him with his sharp eyes.
Syaoran smirked. "Ask Sakura that, maybe she can give you pointers on how Eriol would hurt anyone!"
Eriol said nothing. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth which, thanks to Syaoran, was given to him when he struggled and succeeded in twisting his arm behind his back. "Look, we can either fight here and destroy Tomoyo-san's home or be civil and talk this like gentlemen."
The brown haired boy glowered at him. "You're the reason Sakura is suffering." Syaoran was ready to charge again, but Tomoyo standing there made him think otherwise. Hurting Tomoyo would be the last thing in his mind.
Eriol shook his head. "What reason would that be? I haven't been near her since I left for England." He attempted to step forward towards Syaoran, but Tomoyo stopped him dead on his tracks.
Syaoran looked closer into his eyes. There was something the blue haired man was not telling him. "I know you too well, Clow Reed. Why are you lying?"
"Master is definitely not lying!" Nakuru yelled, stepping in between them as well. She planted both her arms on her hips and glared down at Syaoran. "You better watch your mouth there, descendant of Clow Reed! If it wasn't for him, Sakura would have died!" She paused when she realized what she had just revealed to everyone.
Spinel shook his head. "Nakuru, can't you ever keep your mouth closed for once?" He glanced around the room, towards Syaoran and then Tomoyo. The dark coloured creature could see the disappointment in Tomoyo's face. He watched as the dark haired girl walked pass Syaoran and walked up the stairs. Spinel glanced at his master.
The two men watched as Tomoyo went up the stairs, disappeared and appeared again a few seconds later with a bag of herbs in her hands. She glanced at Eriol. "Eriol, as long as you're staying in my house, there is to be honest talks between us," she simply said, before leading herself and Syaoran out the door.
The way she had spoken to him, made Eriol feel awkward. He has never seen Tomoyo act so cold to him. Eight years ago, Eriol would smile as she walked by, waving at her and mocking her in a friendly way of how she was protected of Sakura so much. She would smile back, of course, her laugh making him feel welcomed of her kindness. However, as he watched the two go, he could still see the look of disappointment and anger towards Tomoyo's face. Though no one may be able to understand Tomoyo's feelings, Eriol could sense something deep in her heart that Tomoyo was crying inside.
GoodGurl: Hm........ Was Tomoyo just angry because Syaoran came to see her because of Sakura? Or was she really disappointed in Eriol in not telling her the truth about him coming to Japan? Or is it because she was jealous of Sakura that both men are 'in love' with her?