Polaris
By heavenangelgrl
A/N: avoiding flying bullets I know, I know! It's been forever since I updated! But I've had a lot going on, I swear! My keyboard broke down, and then project after project. I'm sorry!!! This is just a SHORT little chapter for compensation.
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS, I don't own anything. well actually, I own a lot of stuff like my computer, my pencils, my playstation 2. (5 hours later).. .yea, but I don't own CCS.
Chapter 10: To Syaoran's House We Go
Li Syaoran gave his wife a peck on the cheek as she set out the dishes at the dinner table. While being perfectly content with his arms wrapped around his beloved, he felt a tug at his pant leg. Looking down, he realized that it was his four-year-old son looking for a hug from his hardworking father. Smiling, he knelt down and gave Akira a hug. Just then, the melodious doorbell rang through the apartment.
He opened the cherry oak door just to receive a punch square in the jaw. The commotion caused a loud shriek from Sakura's throat, which sent Tomoyo and her daughter running down the carpeted stairs. Both women stood there with wide eyes as Eriol tackled Syaoran to the floor and the two were now engaging in what looked like a wrestling match. "Get away from my daddy, you big bully!" Akira yelled as he, too, tried to join into the action. However, Kara tried her best to hold him back, knowing he would only get hurt.
As soon as they recovered from the shock, Tomoyo and Sakura rushed over to separate the attacker from the defender. They glared and tried to charge at each other, but Tomoyo locked Eriol in his place behind him while Sakura did the same to Syaoran. "What the hell is going on?!" Tomoyo screamed, demanding silence. For her frail frame, the determination in her voice received respect and the room was almost mute. "You," she said as she pointed to Eriol. "And you," she signaled at Syaoran. "Come with me." With that, she stalked out of the room.
"Uh oh, daddy's in trouble." Akira said with a pout. The only time he had seen his 'aunt' this angry is that time when Kara fell from a tree. That anger was only derived from fear of losing her own daughter, though. Kara agreed with a nod as her Aunt Sakura led her into the kitchen.
Upstairs in Akira's room, the three adults glared at each other. By the hostile look in their eyes, no one would believe that they were once the closest of friends. With a heavy sigh, Tomoyo tried to stop the painful headache by leaning her head back against the sky blue wall. Apparently, it didn't work very well because the next second, she was ready to explode. "What. was that?"
Eriol looked up at her and his gaze immediately softened. Seeing her in her distressed state, he began to approach her to provide an embrace of comfort like so many times before. However, before he could reach her, an arm came between the two of them and Eriol looked up to see Syaoran standing protectively in front of Tomoyo. This angered him even more. "Get out of my way," he growled at the man who is only about half an inch taller than him. However, those chocolate brown eyes remained as cold as ever.
"I have sworn to protect her and that I will," he sneered back, equally as vicious. Tomoyo just watched the scene between one of her best friends and the love of her life.
"Okay, the both of you, just move on, okay? Please? Can't we all just be friends again?" Tomoyo said wearily, trying desperately to make peace. Syaoran hesitated, but finally nodded to her consent. He could understand where she was coming from and decided to respect her decision. However, Eriol didn't take it so well.
"Friends," he said with a low chuckle. He looked at the raven haired girl standing next to the head of the Li clan. The scene of their perfect little family just kept playing in his mind, torturing his soul. "Friends, yea, that's what we'll be." With that, he just walked out the door, just missing the quiet sobs from that room upstairs.
When Sakura saw Tomoyo and Syaoran walk down the stairs, she immediately rushed towards them. "That didn't go the way I planned. Actually, I didn't really have anything planned, but.. that just didn't go very well," Tomoyo breathed out. Perhaps it was the lighting from the room, but to Sakura, her best friend had never looked older. She always used to think that she didn't age, that her smooth skin would always stay creaseless. But now, looking at her with tear stains that remained on her pale complexion, she began to question her theory.
"I know, sweetheart, come on. Let's have dinner." She wrapped her arm around the shoulder of her best friend in a supporting embrace.
Syaoran was just about to follow them when he felt two tugs at his pant legs. When he looked down, he found himself staring into the faces of the little angels. "My little babies," he murmured as he gathered them in a comforting hug. "Let's go have dinner, okay? Mommy made your favorite dishes tonight."
*Eriol*
".Friends. Right, we can be friends while you can all live happily ever after as a big, perfect family." Eriol muttered a few more curses under his breath and took another shot of whiskey. It was times like this that made him build his own bar counter in his apartment. He could feel the liquor going to his head but he could care less. The look in her eyes haunted him over and over again as he stared at the golden liquid. "I'll do anything for you," he whispered as he laid his head on the counter with a strangling sob. "I promise."
A/N: avoiding flying bullets I know, I know! It's been forever since I updated! But I've had a lot going on, I swear! My keyboard broke down, and then project after project. I'm sorry!!! This is just a SHORT little chapter for compensation.
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS, I don't own anything. well actually, I own a lot of stuff like my computer, my pencils, my playstation 2. (5 hours later).. .yea, but I don't own CCS.
Chapter 10: To Syaoran's House We Go
Li Syaoran gave his wife a peck on the cheek as she set out the dishes at the dinner table. While being perfectly content with his arms wrapped around his beloved, he felt a tug at his pant leg. Looking down, he realized that it was his four-year-old son looking for a hug from his hardworking father. Smiling, he knelt down and gave Akira a hug. Just then, the melodious doorbell rang through the apartment.
He opened the cherry oak door just to receive a punch square in the jaw. The commotion caused a loud shriek from Sakura's throat, which sent Tomoyo and her daughter running down the carpeted stairs. Both women stood there with wide eyes as Eriol tackled Syaoran to the floor and the two were now engaging in what looked like a wrestling match. "Get away from my daddy, you big bully!" Akira yelled as he, too, tried to join into the action. However, Kara tried her best to hold him back, knowing he would only get hurt.
As soon as they recovered from the shock, Tomoyo and Sakura rushed over to separate the attacker from the defender. They glared and tried to charge at each other, but Tomoyo locked Eriol in his place behind him while Sakura did the same to Syaoran. "What the hell is going on?!" Tomoyo screamed, demanding silence. For her frail frame, the determination in her voice received respect and the room was almost mute. "You," she said as she pointed to Eriol. "And you," she signaled at Syaoran. "Come with me." With that, she stalked out of the room.
"Uh oh, daddy's in trouble." Akira said with a pout. The only time he had seen his 'aunt' this angry is that time when Kara fell from a tree. That anger was only derived from fear of losing her own daughter, though. Kara agreed with a nod as her Aunt Sakura led her into the kitchen.
Upstairs in Akira's room, the three adults glared at each other. By the hostile look in their eyes, no one would believe that they were once the closest of friends. With a heavy sigh, Tomoyo tried to stop the painful headache by leaning her head back against the sky blue wall. Apparently, it didn't work very well because the next second, she was ready to explode. "What. was that?"
Eriol looked up at her and his gaze immediately softened. Seeing her in her distressed state, he began to approach her to provide an embrace of comfort like so many times before. However, before he could reach her, an arm came between the two of them and Eriol looked up to see Syaoran standing protectively in front of Tomoyo. This angered him even more. "Get out of my way," he growled at the man who is only about half an inch taller than him. However, those chocolate brown eyes remained as cold as ever.
"I have sworn to protect her and that I will," he sneered back, equally as vicious. Tomoyo just watched the scene between one of her best friends and the love of her life.
"Okay, the both of you, just move on, okay? Please? Can't we all just be friends again?" Tomoyo said wearily, trying desperately to make peace. Syaoran hesitated, but finally nodded to her consent. He could understand where she was coming from and decided to respect her decision. However, Eriol didn't take it so well.
"Friends," he said with a low chuckle. He looked at the raven haired girl standing next to the head of the Li clan. The scene of their perfect little family just kept playing in his mind, torturing his soul. "Friends, yea, that's what we'll be." With that, he just walked out the door, just missing the quiet sobs from that room upstairs.
When Sakura saw Tomoyo and Syaoran walk down the stairs, she immediately rushed towards them. "That didn't go the way I planned. Actually, I didn't really have anything planned, but.. that just didn't go very well," Tomoyo breathed out. Perhaps it was the lighting from the room, but to Sakura, her best friend had never looked older. She always used to think that she didn't age, that her smooth skin would always stay creaseless. But now, looking at her with tear stains that remained on her pale complexion, she began to question her theory.
"I know, sweetheart, come on. Let's have dinner." She wrapped her arm around the shoulder of her best friend in a supporting embrace.
Syaoran was just about to follow them when he felt two tugs at his pant legs. When he looked down, he found himself staring into the faces of the little angels. "My little babies," he murmured as he gathered them in a comforting hug. "Let's go have dinner, okay? Mommy made your favorite dishes tonight."
*Eriol*
".Friends. Right, we can be friends while you can all live happily ever after as a big, perfect family." Eriol muttered a few more curses under his breath and took another shot of whiskey. It was times like this that made him build his own bar counter in his apartment. He could feel the liquor going to his head but he could care less. The look in her eyes haunted him over and over again as he stared at the golden liquid. "I'll do anything for you," he whispered as he laid his head on the counter with a strangling sob. "I promise."