Yours Forever, Syaoran
A/n: Ok, third chappie up, and we had a few problems with the second chapter, but it's fixed and everything. Enjoy the chapter!
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Yours Forever, Syaoran: Chapter Two
"I see that Sakura was not happy. I know because I read both of your minds, but still, even I would be happy to hear from my love after two long years of waiting." Eriol said, talking to Tomoyo in the Li Castle's grand and beautiful garden. They were sitting on a bench near the far end of the garden, backed by a sparkling fountain which was, at the moment, only humming softly. The moon was fully over head now, indicating midnight, but the two advisors, Eriol and Tomoyo, were to deep into their conversation about Sakura's problems to notice. And besides, they didn't have a curfew. Tomoyo sighed sadly, Eriol taking her hand in his,
"She thinks Syaoran was lying. I sensed from the letter the tense aura she felt, but I did not think he could be lying. After all, of course the letter's aura would be tense, he was probably writing it in the middle of the battle field." she sighed again, her head turning upward toward the sky and it's beautiful shining moon and twinkling stars. Eriol followed her gaze.
"Dear Tomoyo, she is, after all, the clowcards mistress and a very, I mean very, powerful sorceress. She could sense these things, and she is the only one who knows Syaoran like she knows her own name. She could be perfectly right -"
"But Eriol, no one calls Prince Syaoran a liar! He's as true to his word as he is to his beloved!" Tomoyo nearly shouted.
"Tomoyo, I'm afraid you don't understand, there are many reasons Syaoran could be lying. It could be because he doesn't want to hurt her -" Tomoyo stared at him wide-eyed before shouting out more.
"Hiiragizawa, he hurt her a lot because she as well as I know he wouldn't lie!"
"Tomoyo, I know, I read your mind -" Suddenly Tomoyo couldn't stand it anymore. Sakura being sad, then Eriol accusing one of hers and HIS best friends of lying, then openly admitting to entering her most private thoughts was too much. She stood up and slapped him across his left cheek. He stared, wide-eyed at her, and she stared with the same surprised expression on her face, surprised that she, Tomoyo Daidouji, the utmost gentle and kind one, after Sakura of course, could do that. A reddish-bluish mark began to form where she had slapped him and she gasped when he winced.
"I'm sorry." She whispered and ran away, tears brimming her eyes. She continued running until she got to her room. She slammed the door behind her, then broke down crying, unable to stop. Back in the garden, Eriol stared after her.
"I'm sorry, too, Tomoyo." He whispered into the darkness before also starting to cry, not because the pain in his left cheek, but because it was his fault she hit him, and he felt sorry for making her do something she could never do.
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A white rose wavered slightly in the wind, but only slightly because a larger red rose was entwined around it in a strangely intimate manner. The wind blew hard, but these two roses had survived through so much; they weren't giving up any time soon. Suddenly, a strong gust flew by like a train, and it almost completely uprooted the two roses.
Sakura sat up in bed, sweating profusely. That was a strange dream..... she thought. She got out of bed and almost tripped over her long dress. She had forgotten that after she read the letter, she just fell asleep without changing. Blushing, a little embarrassed at herself, she walked over to her walk-in closet and pulled out a spaghetti-strap, pale pink night gown, one of Sakura's favorite articles of clothing. The satin gown came to above her knees, showing off the rest of her creamy legs, cherry blossoms decorating the top of the gown. At the back, the opening went from her neck to about three inches above her waist, showing much of her back, but it was covered by the Princess' waist-length, silky, auburn hair. She also had matching satin slippers, which fit perfectly around her tiny feet. All of this, of course, was compliments of Tomoyo, who had much talent when it came to the art of sewing and creating clothing for Sakura, who just happened to be Tomoyo's favorite model.
Sakura sighed happily, entering the bathroom with the gown. She took a quick shower and changed, then went back out to bed. Finding herself not tired anymore, she decided on chatting with her best friend, especially after that weird dream. She checked the rather large grandfather clock in the hallway and smiled a tiny bit. She assumed she was awake, so she pulled on her pink satin over dress and robe, then tiptoed out into the long and quiet hallway, heading towards Tomoyo's room.
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Wide awake, as Sakura had thought, Tomoyo stood on her balcony, letting the cool air of the night swim into her room. Her mind wandered to the previous evening with Eriol. She frowned thinking of that incident. Why had she hit Eriol? She didn't mean to, it wasn't his fault. She was just mad at the little wolf for making her Sakura sad. A small moan escaped Tomoyo's lips. She would do anything to talk to Sakura right then and there, but the little cherry blossom was sound asleep in her bed, probably dreaming about Syaoran. Syaoran, yes the little lying wolf. Why did Eriol and Sakura always have to be right? She sighed. Suddenly, there was a tiny knock at the door before it creaked open. Tomoyo was frightened. No one was up at this hour. Could it be Eriol, wanting revenge? No, he was to kind. But it was a possibility.
"Wh-who's there?" Tomoyo asked, frightened. The door opened some more and Tomoyo froze. In her head she asked the same question again.
Who's there?