Chapter 5: A Whisky filled Night

Tomoyo stepped into the bar and looked around. It was a dark and musky place. The cigarette smoke encircled the place as if it were fog appearing in the early morning. There were very few people there, the less the better for she did not want to associate with any of them. She walked toward where the bartender was serving drinks. She coughed violently for a minute or so, for the smoke was filling her lungs and she was not used to this kind of atmosphere. When she sat down on the bar stool, the bartender just smirked at her.

"Now why is a little fragile thing like you doing in a place like this?" he asked, attempting to stroke her cheek. Tomoyo got angry and slapped his hand away from her. "Don't touch me you disgusting creep! Little fragile thing? I think I am a lot stronger than that, so shut your mouth and serve me some whisky otherwise I will take my business somewhere else," she said looking him in the eye not afraid at all. The bartender just laughed and decided not to mess with the girl before him.

He gave her a shot of whisky and like with all his other customers he asked "So what brought you here Miss?" She looked at him and frowned "Fate..." He raised an eyebrow "Oh really?" Tomoyo sighed and didn't even bother looking at him "That and to clear my mind." Again the bartender laughed "If you wanted to clear your mind, you sure came to the wrong place!" he continued laughing and went about his work.

Dec. 8, Time: 3a.m.

What seemed like just a few minutes turned into a couple of hours. And what seemed to be only one drink became so many more that it was hard to keep track of. Tomoyo was drowning in a pool of her own conflicted misery with whisky filling up all of her senses.

"I finally know what I want!" said Tomoyo in a drunken voice.

"Yeah yeah...I know, another round of whisky," groaned the bartender, getting tired of Tomoyo's loud mouth.

"No! I want friends...I want to have someone, someone to love me. I don't want to be alone anymore, no more being cold-hearted..." she trailed off and quieted down, resting her head in her hands, crying.

A guy from a dark corner who has been watching Tomoyo with suspicious eyes, got up from his seat and started walking towards her. He is a few inches taller than Tomoyo, he has messy brown hair and beautiful amber-colored eyes. He stood next to her and his eyes were in disbelief.

"Daidouji-san?" he asked. "It's Tomoyo and who the *hic* wants to know?!" yelled Tomoyo. "It's me, your friend Syaoran," he said softly. "You aren't really here! I don't have any friends...all my friends are gone. Stop taunting me you damn illusion!!!" and with that she threw whisky into his face. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" the whisky burned his eyes and he was in extreme pain. When he was able to open his eyes he glared at Tomoyo "What in the hell is wrong with you?!" he yelled grabbing her arm. "Let me go! Let me go right now!" she screamed, horrified at what was happening still convinced that Syaoran was only a figment of her imagination.

Back at the motel room...

"Let me go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" *gasp* Eriol woke up working up a sweat. 'Tomoyo...She's in trouble, I have to find her!' he thought and quickly got out of bed and changed and ran out of the room. He tried to sense where she was and sure enough she wasn't too far away, he could never miss that purple aura of hers. "Don't worry Tomoyo, I will be there," he said to himself and kept on running...

Back at the bar...

"Tomoyo, stop screaming! I am not an illusion, I am very well damn real and I just want to help you! Now get up and lets get you back to the hotel room that I am staying at with Sakura," and with that tossed Tomoyo over his shoulder and was about to walk out of the bar....

"Let her down right now, you bastard!" Syaoran turned around to see it was Eriol. He put Tomoyo back down onto the bar stool, but before he could utter a word he was tackled to the ground and punched in the stomach repeatedly. Syaoran growled and pushed Eriol off of him and punched him in the cheek, sending Eriol staggering back and falling onto the floor with a hand on his bruised and cut cheek. He was about to get up again but Syaoran sent him back to the floor when he kicked him in the stomach. After that was all over Syaoran wiped the sweat off his forehead and sighed "Damn Eriol, next look at who you are attacking unless you want to get killed," he said glaring. Eriol fixed his glasses and took a look at the guy he attacked only to see that he had tried to beat up his descendent. "Why if it isn't my cute lil.." he was rudely interrupted by Syaoran. "Now don't start with that Cute descendent crap and explain to me why Tomoyo, OUR friend Tomoyo is in a bar drinking?!" Syaoran was fuming because yes Tomoyo was his friend, she was the one who had helped him confess his feelings to Sakura and also because he always liked her in a sibling kind of way, but of course never told her that. Eriol sighed sadly not knowing this was what Tomoyo was up to.

Eriol got up and looked over to where Tomoyo was sitting. She looked very pale from all that she drank and her eyes were red from crying. He walked over to her and put his hand under her chin and lifted her face up to look at him. "Tomoyo? Are you okay dear?" he asked her softly, his eyes rimming with pain. Tomoyo looked up at his face and her lips trembled with fear. She hoped up from her stool and wrapped her arms tightly around Eriol's neck, pressing her body close to his. "Eriol...onegai *hic* don't leave me...don't leave me..." she said with tears rolling down her cheeks. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered into her ear "I promise, I will never leave you...never..." She quieted and fell asleep leaning up against him. Eriol then scooped her up into his arms and looked over at Syaoran.

"Now why in the world are you here? Shouldn't you be back in Tomoeda with Sakura preparing for your wedding?" he asked puzzled by Syaoran's appearance in Beijing. "Well, Sakura and I are here on Li family business, relatives of mine who aren't able to come to the wedding wanted to meet my wife to be and so here we are," he said as a matter-of-factly. "Now, I am wondering why you and Tomoyo are here, and why it seems to me that she doesn't remember who you are..." Syaoran said raising an eyebrow in suspicion. "Well we both happened to take the same flight to Tomoeda and got seated next to each other. She didn't remember who I was and I saw how cold-hearted she was, she had forgotten how to love. So, I decided to help her learn again, that's all," he said smiling.

"Look Eriol, it's great that you want to help Tomoyo. But just don't hurt her, and don't say you won't because it isn't that easy. Messing around with someone's heart, mind and soul is never a good thing to do, even if it is for a good cause. I never told Tomoyo this, but I like probably even love her like she was my sister and I never wanted Tomoyo to be alone, let alone her being cold-hearted. So, if you can help her love again that is great, but if you can't...then that is how it must be I suppose. I suggest you tell her the truth about who you are and what your plans were...now if you will excuse me I need to get back to Sakura before she worries, and yes I will tell her about what happened here and if we need you two, I know where to find you and I know of course that you know where to find me..." and with that they both bided each other farewell and Syaoran left. Eriol then left the bar with Tomoyo in his arms and walked back to their motel room.

When they got there Eriol closed the door and lay Tomoyo on the bed. He wanted to beat himself for letting any of this happen. This wasn't something he foresaw. Tomoyo started to stir and sat up still drunk from all the drinking.

"Eriol....ugh....what happened?" she said holding her head in her hands, because her head was pounding.

"Well, you went to a bar, got drunk and I brought you back," he said ashamed of himself.

"Is it just me, or was Syaoran there and were you two fighting???" she asked with a questioning look.

"Yes, he was there and we were fighting. I didn't know it was him, I just thought it was someone trying to do harm to you..." he said hanging his head down.

She looked at his cut and bruised cheek and stroked it gently, which made Eriol flinch because it hurt alittle. "You poor thing, let me get some rubbing alcohol and a bandage for that cut.." she got up shakily and carefully guided herself to the bathroom and came back with the things needed. "Here.." she rubbed the alcohol onto the cut and then put the bandage over it. "There all done..." she said kissing his cheek lightly. This made Eriol blush and look away.

"Eriol?"

"Yes, dear?"

"I know I had alot to drink tonight, but I heard Syaoran say something about a plan and I heard my name... Is there anything that you want to tell me?"

Eriol looked at her and cupped her chin and smiled "No, of course not...nothing..." With that Tomoyo smiled at his answer and also because of his touch, which sent shivers up and down her spine. Then Tomoyo looked down feeling abit nervous.

"Well, I have something to tell you..."

"What is it my dear?" asked Eriol with concern in his voice.

Tomoyo took a deep breath and exhaled. Finally she knew what she wanted and she wasn't going to let the opportunity pass her by. She then got the nerve and looked Eriol straight in the eyes.

"I....I...."

To be continued....

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A/N: hahahaha! A cliff hanger!!! *dodges tomatoes and all other things that are rotten being thrown at her* Don't worry! Soon the next chapter will be up.......................if I get alot of reviews or if I feel like it, either one! Till next time, ja ne!