Note: HI! Man, sorry for the long wait everyone! I've been lazy the past few weeks! Anyway, here it is! ENJOY!
Chapter 6 - Everyone loves someone else...
The world was in chaos, there was blood shed and danger lurking every corner. His mind raced back and forth between what seemed like reality and the other of what seemed like the dream world. Ahead of him he saw her running away from him, her long, dark hair flowing behind her. He called her name, but she didn't seem to hear. As he reached out his hand to her, she seemed to be drifting further away.
"She's pretty, ne?" Eriol looked to his side and noticed a little boy, gazing up at him with his innocent eyes. "She's always happy and energetic, even though inside, she's hurting. People don't see..." He looked away from him and glanced at the running girl in front of them. Eriol followed his eyes. "People don't see that she is hurting. She is really hurting, but she hides it. She hides everything in her heart, even though it's dying of sadness and loneliness."
"Okasan! Okasan!" Eriol noticed the girl turn to her sides, calling out her mother. She paused, stopped running and looked down as if in shame. "Okasan..."
"Where am I?" The teen looked back at the boy, but he had disappeared. He looked up into the sky and clenched his fists in irritation. "Why did you bring me here, Jiro? Where is this?"
"Just a little present for Eriol-san! I thought maybe you need some kind of memory jump in your mind!"
"What are you talking about?!"
No answer.
"Tell me, Jiro! Why am I here? Where is this place?!"
"Look closely at the girl in front of you. Recognize her, Eriol-san?"
Eriol looked again at the girl. She had turned to face him, her features now clear in his mind. The long, curly, dark hair seemed familiar and her large, blue eyes seemed to bore through his mind. "Tomoyo-chan..." He murmured. What was going on? Her eyes no longer held the same smile she gave him each time he walked by. It was now replaced with a cold, look that faded inside his mind. This was not the Tomoyo he knew.
"Eriol-kun... Do you not like me? Do you like Mizuki-sensei more than me?" The dark haired boy did not answer and when he didn't, he received a cold glare from Tomoyo. "THIS ISN'T FAIR ERIOL! How come you like her so much? WHY WON'T YOU LIKE ME?!!"
Eriol stared at her, his eyes shaped with a confused stare, taking a step towards her. "Tomoyo-chan... this isn't you. Jiro is turning you into someone else you're not!" He attempted to place a hand on her shoulder, but she just slapped his hand away, her face turning crimson with anger.
"NO! I hate you, Eriol-kun! I hate you! Everyone seems to love someone else more than me! WHY?! Tell me! WHY?!" Tears soaked her face and Eriol, for the first time, could see the pain in Tomoyo's eyes, even though he was not looking at the real Tomoyo...or is he?
"Jiro, stop this! You're torturing her!" He clenched his fists at his sides and looked at the sky in disgrace. "You leave her alone! She has nothing to do with this!"
"Clow, Clow Clow! You'll never learn will you?! She has every right to be part of this dilemma of yours. Besides looking like Tomoyo, do you recognize someone else there?"
"I am not Clow! My name is Hiragizawa Eriol!"
"Oh, is that so? Well, if you are Hiragizawa Eriol, how come you have the memories of Clow Leed himself?"
"WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME?! NAZE?! (Why)" Eriol felt a squeeze from his right arm. He looked down and realized that Tomoyo was gripping his thin arm rather viciously. He tried gently to pry her hand off from him, but he would not prevail.
"Tomoyo-chan, snap out of it!" Eriol grabbed both her shoulders and shook her as hard as he could, but not hard enough to hurt her. She was yelling 'why' every time, repeating that same word that now stung Eriol's ears. "The Tomoyo that I know is not like this. She is much stronger than this! Tomoyo-chan! You are much stronger than this!"
A dozen more tears soaked her porcelain face. She paused, refraining herself from yelling anymore and collapsed in his arms. Eriol gently removed hair from her face and curled it behind her ears. Even when her eyes are closed, Tomoyo looked like an angel. He put his arms around her and gently stroked her hair. She cried in his chest, quietly saying, "Gomen nasai (I'm sorry), Eriol-kun..."
Eriol shook his head. "Iiee, Tomoyo-chan... I should be the one apologizing to you."
Tomoyo stopped crying and looked up, wiping her tears away suddenly with her arm. "Naze? (why)"
He smiled. "Because I put you through this. You have to go through this while I couldn't do anything about it. Demo... I won't run away anymore. I am going to finish this and bring you home, all right?"
Her lips turned into a smile, her sadness fading from her eyes. For the first time in her life, she felt safe. "Arigatou, Eriol-kun..."
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"A long time ago, there was a little boy named Clow Leed. He was no ordinary boy, for he held the powers of a true magician. He was loved by everything and everyone around him, but even though he had so many people that loved him, he was also hated by many. He knew, from the very beginning that Clow Leed would not be all that popular. He had many enemies and many friends and Clow knew he had to go through it all, but he wasn't about to give up without a fight. Those who hated him, gave him dirty looks and talked anger behind his back. So he..."
"Yeah, yeah I already know that part!"
Nakuru's eyes flared in anger. "WHY DID YOU INTERRUPT ME?! DON'T YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME!"
Suppi's face fell flat in embarrassment. "Calm down, Nakuru. He is the descendant of Clow Leed, after all, so we'll just skip to the part to who Jiro is." Syaoran and Nakuru were glaring at each other and Spinel could feel the tension between them. "Ano... Eh....Syaoran?"
"Nani?" Syaoran turned his attention towards Spinel. "Who is Jiro, Spinel?"
Spinel took a deep breath. He inhaled and then exhaled a couple of times, before finally answering. "We... don't know."
Syaoran made a comical fall on the floor. "Well that helps a whole lot now, Spinel, arigatou!"
Spinel groaned at Syaoran's sarcastic tone. "All I know is that he hates the old Clow Leed and actually believes that Eriol IS Clow Leed! Ever since Kaho disappeared, Eriol has been tortured by Jiro's voice in his head. Jiro seems to know where Kaho had gone off to and Eriol, despite the pain he has to go through, would do anything to get her back. That's why we're after him."
"And what does Sakura have to do with this?" Syaoran asked. "This is all because Mizuki-sensei disappeared that Eriol is going hunting for this baka and this is all because of Eriol that Sakura might be hurt right now! And this is also his fault for Tomoyo's sadness." He felt a hard slap at the back of his head. His head seemed like it snapped, but it just missed. He placed a hand on his swollen head and jerked his head around to glare at Nakuru.
"BAKA!" Nakuru screamed. "Eriol is not the reason Tomoyo is hurting! You are!" She pointed at him and squinted her eyes dramatically to make a point. Syaoran stared at her, puzzled.
Spinel sighed. "Enough of this. We have to try and get inside the house somehow." He changed into his large form, which was a large black panther with large wings and pointy ears. He rammed through the door, but the force was too strong for him. Syaoran did the same and even used his magic to bust through the door, but still not use. Nakuru used her magic as well, but the door would not move an inch. After a couple of failed attempts, the trio collapsed on the floor with tired bodies.
"We. Can't. Open. It. At. All." Nakuru gasped, clutching at her chest. "What do we do now?" She glanced at Spinel.
Spinel shrugged. "There's nothing we can do. All we have to do now is hope that Eriol and Tomoyo find Sakura and get out alive."
Syaoran clenched his teeth. "Sakura..."
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"NO! This can't be happening! My magic is much stronger than yours, Clow! I have practiced many years just to defeat you." The voice hissed through the thick air and Eriol could hear him mumble to himself before actually speaking to them. He held Tomoyo tightly in his arms and looked around, hoping to find some kind of escape, but there was none.
"Who are you, Jiro? What do you have against me?"
"As if you don't know already, Clow! You should know already!" For the first time, a figure appeared in front of Eriol. He expected him to be taller than himself, with menacing eyes and a distinguished moustache, wearing dark magician like clothes, however, as the figure moved closer, he was much shorter and younger than him. Jiro looked like he was twelve years old. From the boy's eyes, he saw the resemblance of someone he knew a long time ago. His tried to search into his memory, but it wasn't there. He knew this boy was someone he knew a long time ago that he had just forgotten. "What, expected me to be someone older?" the boy spoke. He was dressed in regular school clothes and had cropped, dark hair, at least an inch taller than his hair.
"Jiro?" was all Eriol could say, before he was interrupted by Tomoyo as she stirred from her peaceful sleep. She had fallen asleep in her arms after crying so much. She blushed when she realized that Eriol HAD been holding her, just to make her feel safe.
"Nani?" She looked around groggily and looked up at Eriol. "Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo glanced behind her and noticed a boy dressed in the school clothes she wore in her elementary school days.
Eriol looked down on her and frowned. "Tomoyo-chan..." he whispered.
Tomoyo blushed and turned around to face him. "Hai?"
"Gomen, Tomoyo-chan... I didn't mean to deceive you like this. I was hoping to stay at Sakura's house in Japan, but she wasn't there so I decided to come to stay at your house instead and look for Jiro myself." Eriol looked down in shame. "Now that I found him, I want you to go behind me so I can protect you. This will be my payment for being so kind to me."
"Nani, Eriol-kun? What are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying that I want to be your friend. I don't want to be the cause of everything wrong that goes on in your life. The reason why I stayed in Japan was because I was looking for Jiro so he can give me back Kaho..."
Tomoyo's eyes widened. No... He didn't come to her to be her friend. He wanted to look for Kaho. "Mizuki-sensei?" She murmured.
"Hai," Eriol replied, nodding.
She knew it. 'Everyone loves someone else, but not me...' a voice spoke in her head. "Hoe??? I- don't understand. Why, Eriol-kun?" She looked up, now soaked in tears. "Why did you hurt me?"
Eriol glanced behind him at Tomoyo. Her eyes went back to the darkness of Tomoyo. Her eyes were now back to those same eyes he detested of her. He jerked his head towards Jiro and glared at him. "I said to leave her alone, Jiro! Stop using her like this!"
"Everyone loves someone else, but not me," Jiro whispered. "Does that sound familiar to you, Clow?!" He clenched his fists and glowered at him. "It should, because no one loves me?!" His eyes changed from blue into an angry crimson and he was now surrounded with a powerful aura. Eriol could not believe it. The aura was familiar to him. The aura was...Clow Leed's...
GoodGurl: Eh? Confusing, ne? Heh heh, just find out what's REALLY going on! WHO IS JIRO?!
Chapter 6 - Everyone loves someone else...
The world was in chaos, there was blood shed and danger lurking every corner. His mind raced back and forth between what seemed like reality and the other of what seemed like the dream world. Ahead of him he saw her running away from him, her long, dark hair flowing behind her. He called her name, but she didn't seem to hear. As he reached out his hand to her, she seemed to be drifting further away.
"She's pretty, ne?" Eriol looked to his side and noticed a little boy, gazing up at him with his innocent eyes. "She's always happy and energetic, even though inside, she's hurting. People don't see..." He looked away from him and glanced at the running girl in front of them. Eriol followed his eyes. "People don't see that she is hurting. She is really hurting, but she hides it. She hides everything in her heart, even though it's dying of sadness and loneliness."
"Okasan! Okasan!" Eriol noticed the girl turn to her sides, calling out her mother. She paused, stopped running and looked down as if in shame. "Okasan..."
"Where am I?" The teen looked back at the boy, but he had disappeared. He looked up into the sky and clenched his fists in irritation. "Why did you bring me here, Jiro? Where is this?"
"Just a little present for Eriol-san! I thought maybe you need some kind of memory jump in your mind!"
"What are you talking about?!"
No answer.
"Tell me, Jiro! Why am I here? Where is this place?!"
"Look closely at the girl in front of you. Recognize her, Eriol-san?"
Eriol looked again at the girl. She had turned to face him, her features now clear in his mind. The long, curly, dark hair seemed familiar and her large, blue eyes seemed to bore through his mind. "Tomoyo-chan..." He murmured. What was going on? Her eyes no longer held the same smile she gave him each time he walked by. It was now replaced with a cold, look that faded inside his mind. This was not the Tomoyo he knew.
"Eriol-kun... Do you not like me? Do you like Mizuki-sensei more than me?" The dark haired boy did not answer and when he didn't, he received a cold glare from Tomoyo. "THIS ISN'T FAIR ERIOL! How come you like her so much? WHY WON'T YOU LIKE ME?!!"
Eriol stared at her, his eyes shaped with a confused stare, taking a step towards her. "Tomoyo-chan... this isn't you. Jiro is turning you into someone else you're not!" He attempted to place a hand on her shoulder, but she just slapped his hand away, her face turning crimson with anger.
"NO! I hate you, Eriol-kun! I hate you! Everyone seems to love someone else more than me! WHY?! Tell me! WHY?!" Tears soaked her face and Eriol, for the first time, could see the pain in Tomoyo's eyes, even though he was not looking at the real Tomoyo...or is he?
"Jiro, stop this! You're torturing her!" He clenched his fists at his sides and looked at the sky in disgrace. "You leave her alone! She has nothing to do with this!"
"Clow, Clow Clow! You'll never learn will you?! She has every right to be part of this dilemma of yours. Besides looking like Tomoyo, do you recognize someone else there?"
"I am not Clow! My name is Hiragizawa Eriol!"
"Oh, is that so? Well, if you are Hiragizawa Eriol, how come you have the memories of Clow Leed himself?"
"WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME?! NAZE?! (Why)" Eriol felt a squeeze from his right arm. He looked down and realized that Tomoyo was gripping his thin arm rather viciously. He tried gently to pry her hand off from him, but he would not prevail.
"Tomoyo-chan, snap out of it!" Eriol grabbed both her shoulders and shook her as hard as he could, but not hard enough to hurt her. She was yelling 'why' every time, repeating that same word that now stung Eriol's ears. "The Tomoyo that I know is not like this. She is much stronger than this! Tomoyo-chan! You are much stronger than this!"
A dozen more tears soaked her porcelain face. She paused, refraining herself from yelling anymore and collapsed in his arms. Eriol gently removed hair from her face and curled it behind her ears. Even when her eyes are closed, Tomoyo looked like an angel. He put his arms around her and gently stroked her hair. She cried in his chest, quietly saying, "Gomen nasai (I'm sorry), Eriol-kun..."
Eriol shook his head. "Iiee, Tomoyo-chan... I should be the one apologizing to you."
Tomoyo stopped crying and looked up, wiping her tears away suddenly with her arm. "Naze? (why)"
He smiled. "Because I put you through this. You have to go through this while I couldn't do anything about it. Demo... I won't run away anymore. I am going to finish this and bring you home, all right?"
Her lips turned into a smile, her sadness fading from her eyes. For the first time in her life, she felt safe. "Arigatou, Eriol-kun..."
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"A long time ago, there was a little boy named Clow Leed. He was no ordinary boy, for he held the powers of a true magician. He was loved by everything and everyone around him, but even though he had so many people that loved him, he was also hated by many. He knew, from the very beginning that Clow Leed would not be all that popular. He had many enemies and many friends and Clow knew he had to go through it all, but he wasn't about to give up without a fight. Those who hated him, gave him dirty looks and talked anger behind his back. So he..."
"Yeah, yeah I already know that part!"
Nakuru's eyes flared in anger. "WHY DID YOU INTERRUPT ME?! DON'T YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME!"
Suppi's face fell flat in embarrassment. "Calm down, Nakuru. He is the descendant of Clow Leed, after all, so we'll just skip to the part to who Jiro is." Syaoran and Nakuru were glaring at each other and Spinel could feel the tension between them. "Ano... Eh....Syaoran?"
"Nani?" Syaoran turned his attention towards Spinel. "Who is Jiro, Spinel?"
Spinel took a deep breath. He inhaled and then exhaled a couple of times, before finally answering. "We... don't know."
Syaoran made a comical fall on the floor. "Well that helps a whole lot now, Spinel, arigatou!"
Spinel groaned at Syaoran's sarcastic tone. "All I know is that he hates the old Clow Leed and actually believes that Eriol IS Clow Leed! Ever since Kaho disappeared, Eriol has been tortured by Jiro's voice in his head. Jiro seems to know where Kaho had gone off to and Eriol, despite the pain he has to go through, would do anything to get her back. That's why we're after him."
"And what does Sakura have to do with this?" Syaoran asked. "This is all because Mizuki-sensei disappeared that Eriol is going hunting for this baka and this is all because of Eriol that Sakura might be hurt right now! And this is also his fault for Tomoyo's sadness." He felt a hard slap at the back of his head. His head seemed like it snapped, but it just missed. He placed a hand on his swollen head and jerked his head around to glare at Nakuru.
"BAKA!" Nakuru screamed. "Eriol is not the reason Tomoyo is hurting! You are!" She pointed at him and squinted her eyes dramatically to make a point. Syaoran stared at her, puzzled.
Spinel sighed. "Enough of this. We have to try and get inside the house somehow." He changed into his large form, which was a large black panther with large wings and pointy ears. He rammed through the door, but the force was too strong for him. Syaoran did the same and even used his magic to bust through the door, but still not use. Nakuru used her magic as well, but the door would not move an inch. After a couple of failed attempts, the trio collapsed on the floor with tired bodies.
"We. Can't. Open. It. At. All." Nakuru gasped, clutching at her chest. "What do we do now?" She glanced at Spinel.
Spinel shrugged. "There's nothing we can do. All we have to do now is hope that Eriol and Tomoyo find Sakura and get out alive."
Syaoran clenched his teeth. "Sakura..."
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"NO! This can't be happening! My magic is much stronger than yours, Clow! I have practiced many years just to defeat you." The voice hissed through the thick air and Eriol could hear him mumble to himself before actually speaking to them. He held Tomoyo tightly in his arms and looked around, hoping to find some kind of escape, but there was none.
"Who are you, Jiro? What do you have against me?"
"As if you don't know already, Clow! You should know already!" For the first time, a figure appeared in front of Eriol. He expected him to be taller than himself, with menacing eyes and a distinguished moustache, wearing dark magician like clothes, however, as the figure moved closer, he was much shorter and younger than him. Jiro looked like he was twelve years old. From the boy's eyes, he saw the resemblance of someone he knew a long time ago. His tried to search into his memory, but it wasn't there. He knew this boy was someone he knew a long time ago that he had just forgotten. "What, expected me to be someone older?" the boy spoke. He was dressed in regular school clothes and had cropped, dark hair, at least an inch taller than his hair.
"Jiro?" was all Eriol could say, before he was interrupted by Tomoyo as she stirred from her peaceful sleep. She had fallen asleep in her arms after crying so much. She blushed when she realized that Eriol HAD been holding her, just to make her feel safe.
"Nani?" She looked around groggily and looked up at Eriol. "Eriol-kun?" Tomoyo glanced behind her and noticed a boy dressed in the school clothes she wore in her elementary school days.
Eriol looked down on her and frowned. "Tomoyo-chan..." he whispered.
Tomoyo blushed and turned around to face him. "Hai?"
"Gomen, Tomoyo-chan... I didn't mean to deceive you like this. I was hoping to stay at Sakura's house in Japan, but she wasn't there so I decided to come to stay at your house instead and look for Jiro myself." Eriol looked down in shame. "Now that I found him, I want you to go behind me so I can protect you. This will be my payment for being so kind to me."
"Nani, Eriol-kun? What are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying that I want to be your friend. I don't want to be the cause of everything wrong that goes on in your life. The reason why I stayed in Japan was because I was looking for Jiro so he can give me back Kaho..."
Tomoyo's eyes widened. No... He didn't come to her to be her friend. He wanted to look for Kaho. "Mizuki-sensei?" She murmured.
"Hai," Eriol replied, nodding.
She knew it. 'Everyone loves someone else, but not me...' a voice spoke in her head. "Hoe??? I- don't understand. Why, Eriol-kun?" She looked up, now soaked in tears. "Why did you hurt me?"
Eriol glanced behind him at Tomoyo. Her eyes went back to the darkness of Tomoyo. Her eyes were now back to those same eyes he detested of her. He jerked his head towards Jiro and glared at him. "I said to leave her alone, Jiro! Stop using her like this!"
"Everyone loves someone else, but not me," Jiro whispered. "Does that sound familiar to you, Clow?!" He clenched his fists and glowered at him. "It should, because no one loves me?!" His eyes changed from blue into an angry crimson and he was now surrounded with a powerful aura. Eriol could not believe it. The aura was familiar to him. The aura was...Clow Leed's...
GoodGurl: Eh? Confusing, ne? Heh heh, just find out what's REALLY going on! WHO IS JIRO?!