Trials of Love Shichan Goddess Chapter 13 Revenge

An emerald eye snapped opened, filled with unshed tears, and lust.

.for revenge.
"Li-san, please."

"Answer me."

"Li-san, I don't believe that we have had proper time to evaluate your son's situation."

"Doctor-san. I have no qualms about your staff and your capability, and I know that you have had sufficient time to come to a conclusion." She took a deep breath. "I demand to know. How is my son doing?"

There was a sigh, and a pause as the doctor glanced at the chart in his hand again. Once again, no matter how hard he wished it, the diagnosis remained the same. It was then that he realized exactly what was the most difficult part of his job.

"Honorable Li-san. Normally, I would sugarcoat this for you, but you do not seem like the woman to like sugarcoating. He's getting worse. I'm very sorry."

Yelan Li gave a sharp, curt nod before sinking down into a conveniently placed chair. "I understand, Doctor-san."

The doctor gazed at her sadly as his stomach clenched. "Li-san, the services of this hospital are available to you and your son whenever you need them." The dignified façade had a crack in it, for the very first time, and the doctor could not bear to see yet another mother break. He bowed once, and left the room, sending in the daughter to help her mother.

'This is truly what I hate about my job.It's always so sad to see a child die.'

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"Mother?"

Fujiki glanced at the tear-stained face of the woman she had lived with for a long twenty years. In all that time, she had never seen her break, never seen her lose control.at least not since Otousan had died. It was frightening to see such a strong woman crumble, and Fujiki was terrified at the news that she might hear.

Once again, she prompted, "Okkasan?"

Yelen Li bit her bottom lip, and gazed up at her daughter. "Oh, Fujiki- chan." She gestured towards herself, and pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry.I'm so sorry."

Words were not needed to explain what was already suspected, what was already known, and the two women simply hugged each other with all their strength.and cried.

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Eriol, for once was solemn and grim. No twinkle danced in his eyes, and there was no magic incantation that he could say to make it all better. Tomoyo was latched onto his arm like a lifeline, and they supported each other with their joint strength.

Lips pursed, the incarnation of Clow Reed mused, "I suppose that was what was in the gun. Not bullets, but a dart. Poison.so that he could suffer." His fist clenched and crimson made itself known as it dripped down onto the cool tile floor.

"And the poison.it's irreversible?" Tomoyo sounded physically ill, knowing that she had been manipulated into doing the horrible traitorous act against her friend.

Eriol glanced at her, and tilted her chin so that he looked into her eyes. "Tomoyo-chan, this isn't your fault. I know that. Sakura know that. Syaoran knows that. The only one that doesn't, it seems, is you."

Tears of frustration welled up in violet eyes. "I should have fought harder. It was my body, and I just let her take it! Why, why is it that I'm such a weakling?!"

"Tomoyo. Listen. You and I both know that you tried as hard as you could to fight her off. You're strong, Tomoyo, stronger than most of us. She was just strong.very, very strong and very ancient, and she had more experience than you. Even the others wouldn't have been able to fight her off."

"But I should have been--"

"What makes you so special?! I'm Clow Reed's incarnate, and even I cannot save my own descendent from his fate! I have faced her twice, and I STILL cannot beat her! Who are you to talk of what you should have done? It is I that should have felt Her presence, and I didn't!" He slammed his fist into the wall, and he went through it. His knuckles came away bleeding, and Tomoyo immediately bandaged them up as he sank to the floor.

"Even I," Eriol murmured. "I cannot save Syaoran from his fate."

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"Who's going to tell her?"

"I don't know. I certainly don't want to be the person."

"Do you think that we should all tell her together?"

"What is this, Kero, a birthday surprise?"

"No, I just thought.arrgh, never mind!"

"Well, who's going to tell Syaroan-san? It is.his body."

Silence reigned for a few moments.

"I believe, as his mother, that I should be the one to tell him?"

"Well, what about Sakura?"

"You mean you want her to tell him?"

"Well."

"No, it'll be all to difficult to tell Sakura that he's," At this moment, Eriol choked a bit, ".dying."

Somber silence fell over the crowd as silent tears made themselves known once again, leaving a salty map of tears across the pallid faces of friends and relatives gathered.

"Leave the girl in peace. We shall tell her tomorrow."

Nods of acquiescence, and then the nearly silent padding of feet as they resounded in the deserted halls. In the darkened room in which they had just been standing outside of, one darkened emerald eye snapped opened, filled with unshed tears, and lust.

.for revenge.

"Syaoran." The teenage sorceress smiled through her tears that slipped down her cheeks. "I love you. I want to protect you. Please," She whispered to his slumbering form, "Forgive me."

And with quiet stealth, the sorceress slipped out to her face her doom, her death, and Syaoran's only chance for survival.
Author's Note: I'm so sorry! Gomen, gomen, gomen! You see, real life has been rather mean to be as of late, and I'm so glad that Spring Break has finally arrived so that I can breathe and relax. You know, because breathing is pretty good. I'm rather fond of it, myself. Anyway, I'm incredibly sorry, especially to Windy*wings, because she has been such an awesome reviewer, and I've been a lousy author. But don't worry, the next chapter is half-way done and has a lot of new exciting twists! Ja ne!

P.S. And for windy*wings who wanted to know, my name is Gabbi