Chocolate: Chapter 4Chocolate: Chapter 4
By: Shattered Chaos
Disclaimer: We don't own anything, not even the shirts on our backs. Suing would get you nothing…well maybe a handful of sand, which we would have to steal from the sandbox in the park…
Chapter Four
~ You and me
Have a disease,
You affect me,
You infect me,
I'm afflicted,
You're addicted.
You and me,
You and me… ~
-Bad Religion-
Sixty-seven. The ceiling had sixty-seven cracks in it. Eriol sighed and rolled over, trying for the fifty-third time to fall asleep. Yes, he was counting that, too. But the sky had already started to turn gray outside. He could see through the curtains, and that's how he'd been able to count the cracks in the ceiling of his bedroom.
Syaoran and Tsukishiro. He had been thinking about that all night. Could what Syaoran had said really be true? Could his plan really be working in Syaoran's favor? Eriol looked at the clock. It was just about time to go to school.
It was time to take more drastic measures.
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Syaoran stared at Tsukishiro-san, who was sitting at the other end of the cafeteria. The teacher's assistant was wearing blue today, a color that always made him look good. Then again, any color made the twenty-two year
old look good. He sighed silently, but was interrupted by a rather loud--
"Syaoran-koi!!!"
--that rang across the cafeteria.
Everyone looked up as a dark-haired whirlwind in a school uniform hurtled across the cafeteria and launched itself over a table at a startled Li-kun. This resulted in Li-kun and the whirlwind (later identified as Hiragizawa-kun) crashing to the floor in a heap, Hiragizawa clinging onto Li-kun's neck in a death grip.
For the second time in the last twenty-four hours, everyone was left speechless by the actions of these two. After recovering from the shock of Hiragizawa jumping him in front of the entire school, Syaoran felt a keen heat, one unlike any before, settle in the pit of his stomach. He fisted his hand, ready to pummel Hiragizawa until he was a bloody pulp on the floor, when the devious boy stopped him from moving entirely.
The entire student body gasped in surprise (some fainted) when Hiragizawa-kun pressed a very chaste kiss on Li-kun's unprotected lips.
Toya, sitting next to Yukito, turned green. "Excuse me," he groaned before running off in the direction of the bathrooms.
Yukito, on the other hand, turned a worried glance at the boys. "This isn't right…" he murmured.
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Yes, Eriol was still alive. He made it all the way through school with a happy smile on his face and a dumbfounded Syaoran on his arm. From what rumors were heard (the rumor grapevine was completely overloaded that day and for months to come), Syaoran was silent for the rest of the day, completely unresponsive to anything, including the sensei barking at him. His amber eyes, usually so focused and intense, were dull and lifeless. Hiragizawa-kun was seen dragging him from class to class.
By the time the school day was finally over, Eriol was finally starting to get worried.
"Syaoran-koi, we're going to have to cross the street now," Eriol instructed, tightening his hold on Syaoran's unresponsive hand. Syaoran merely stood there. Eriol frowned in concern and led the boy across the street, yelping in surprise
when Syaoran crashed into him from behind, knocking them both down onto the pavement.
"Syaoran-kun?" Eriol muttered, trying to crawl out from under the slightly taller boy. "Syaoran-kun, come on. Snap out of it already, ne?" Syaoran refused to respond. "Xiao Lang? Xiao Lang, you're not helping, you know," Eriol informed him, inching a little more.
"Little help?"
Eriol craned his neck around to see the two figures of Yukito and Toya standing over him.
"Sure, why not," Eriol sighed, smiling as if the question had humored him. He was really starting to get worried about the wolf. Toya pulled Syaoran up roughly by the collar of his uniform, setting the boy down on his feet. Syaoran didn't respond.
Eriol brushed himself off as he stood up. "Arigatou, gozaimasu."
"Yeah, no problem," Toya muttered. "Now if you'll excuse me…"
Eriol stared after Toya's retreating back curiously, but Yukito brought his attention back to Syaoran.
"Li-kun?" Yukito took the boy's shoulders in his hands when Syaoran didn't look at him. "Li-kun? We have to talk. Meet me tomorrow after school, ne?"
Syaoran finally blinked. "Yuki…?" Eriol and Yukito both stared at the slip-up. Syaoran did not notice his use of the first name, still stuck in a state of shock.
"Ano…just remember, ok?"
"H-Hai, we'll remember, Tsukishiro-san," Eriol intervened, smiling faintly.
Yukito nodded and began to walk away.
Eriol then turned his attention to Syaoran, who was staring after Yukito. After he made sure Yukito had turned the corner, Eriol whacked him in the back of his head and yelled, "What's the matter with you baka!!!"
Syaoran snapped his attention to Eriol and glared "W hat the fuck was that for?!!"
"You are such an idiot!"
"What did I do?!" Syaoran demanded, rubbing the back of his head.
"Other than nearly revealing what you feel for Tsukishiro?!"
Syaoran frowned in confusion. "What the hell are you talking about?! And besides, you were pointing out a few days ago how I never told him how I feel!!"
Eriol glared, which was a first as far as Syaoran could remember. "That won't work anymore," he growled. "Not when we started this already!"
Syaoran tried to recover from the cold he felt when Eriol pinned him with that glare. "And why not?" he managed.
"Think about it, Li?" Eriol muttered, for once not adding an endearment. "You're supposedly with me. How would he take it if you all of a sudden just told him you're obsessed with him, while still being with me?"
Syaoran frowned, but didn't respond. He could see the logic in that.
"I'm going home," Eriol muttered, turning sharply and walking off.
Syaoran stared after him, feeling oddly… guilty. Frowning at his own stupidity, he shook it off and followed after his "koi".
Tbc…
A/N: Sorry for the shortness of the chapter. We had to make it like this so the
story would pan out the way we wanted. Heh, we're evil… ^o^