Pretty Baby, Why Can't You See?
By SwEeT AnGeL 1004

Chapter 11: Truth Revealed

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"You don't talk, do you?" Syaoran asked Mr. X.

Mr. X was inside a jail cell, sitting calmly on a raggedy cot.

Mr. X turned his gaze onto Syaoran, and gave a secretive half-smile.

"I could kill you right now…but then where would we be with the disc?" Syaoran asked thoughtfully, rubbing his chin, "Besides, I'm not the murderous type."

Mr. X rolled his eyes.

"Oh whatever. You hungry?" Syaoran offered Mr. X a piece of breakfast burrito.

The man shook his head.

"All right. How do you stay so white? You must have some pigment in your skin," Syaoran looked at Mr. X.

He shrugged, and laid down onto the bed.

"Okay, good night," Syaoran said, and finished his burrito.

His cell phone inside his pocket rang, and he picked it up.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Hey, it's me. Is Mr. X there? He hasn't run away or anything, right?" Touya asked.

"He's still here, alive and breathing. At least, I think so," Syaoran said, peering over at the still man.

"Okay, man. I'll call back later to check on you," Touya responded.

"Okay. Wait! We need to write the ransom note and deliver it to the Noshiko gang headquarters. Can you do that?" Syaoran asked.

"Sure," Touya answered, "What should I write?"

"Um, tell them that we have their disc maker hostage, and we'll kill him unless they come up with the disc in less than 48 hours. Make a secure meeting place, and put it on the note. And put the deadline for the 48 hours," Syaoran directed.

"Okay. Talk to you later," Touya hung up.

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"The phone line's busy!" Sakura exclaimed.

She slammed the phone down, and the batteries popped out.

"Who is Syaoran talking to so important that he can't answer the phone? Tell him to get call waiting, for gods' sake!" Sakura said.

"It's not his fault. Then call him later. I don't think he has Tomoyo. Or Touya, either," Meiling said.

She added, "You need to calm down and go to work."

Sakura said, "It's okay. Today's my day off, which is perfect, because I got to go find Tomoyo's ass!"

"Whoa, there," Meiling said, "Calm down. Take a deep breath. You know, usually I'm usually the hysterical one and you're the rational one. I have to go to work soon, but if Tomoyo doesn't come back by then, let's call the police."

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Tomoyo staggered to the side of the street, her feet already hurting.

She waved for a taxi, and she slowly opened the door and got in.

The taxi driver looked at her dubiously and asked, "You got enough money to pay me back?"

"Huh?" Tomoyo asked.

She looked down at herself, her dusty silk pajamas, her bare feet and the two pairs of handcuffs linked to wooden bedposts.

"Take me home," Tomoyo sighed, "Don't worry, I have money."

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Tomoyo arrived in front of her apartment.

"Here's your money," Tomoyo said, "Keep the change."

The taxi driver snorted, "Two cents?"

Tomoyo rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

She shut the door of the cab and wearily went into the apartment.

By the time she made it up to the twenty second floor, she was exhausted.

She knocked on the door, and waited patiently.

The door flew open, revealing a very frazzled looking Sakura.

"Oh my god, WHERE WERE YOU? Iwassoworrieditwasn'tevenfunnyialmosthadapanicattackandhowcouldyounotevencalloranything?" Sakura babbled.

"Calm down, take breath," Tomoyo said, "And get me a drink. I'm starving."

Sakura led Tomoyo to the couch, while Meiling quickly got a piece of toast and orange juice on a plate and cup.

"So, tell me where you were last night," Sakura cross her arms over her chest.

"Last night, around 10 or something, I was walking home. And then I got kidnapped by three strange men," Tomoyo said.

Sakura raised her eyebrows.

"They injected me with something. When I woke up, I was in these pajamas," Tomoyo gestured down at herself, "And my mom came in. Obviously, she kidnapped me. Eriol and I had a run in with her a couple of months ago. She want me to move back in her and continue being her daughter, run the company after she retires, and be the little puppet I was when I was younger," Tomoyo said.

Sakura clucked sympathetically, "I'm sorry. Your own mother."

Tomoyo shrugged, "Then when I tried to beat up one of the bodyguards, she got two handcuffs," Tomoyo raised her wrist, with the bedposts still dangling, "And she left. When the bodyguard fell asleep, I twisted the bedposts off, and ran off. And I got here. I'm sorry I worried you."

Tomoyo gave Sakura hug, who returned it, saying, "I'm sorry I didn't believe you. And I'm so glad you're okay."

Meiling coughed, "Now the problem is, who knows when they might come back?"

"Oh…I'm pretty positive that my mom knows where I live. After all, she has the whole Tokyo Police Department eating out of her hand," Tomoyo said.

"All right. First, let's get those handcuffs off you. Meiling can go to work, and then Tomoyo and I will figure something out. We should go to a café or something for lunch, and try to stay out of those and blend into the crowd; somewhere public," Sakura said.

Tomoyo nodded, "Okay."

"All right. I'm off to work," Meiling started to run out the door, but Sakura caught her by the shirtsleeve.

"Why are you always so eager to go to work now?" Sakura asked suspiciously.

Meiling said, "Um…I get paid a lot?"

Sakura narrowed her eyes, "It's that doctor guy, isn't it? Your first boyfriend, and you didn't even tell us!"

Meiling said defensively, "Hey, the last time I told you guys who I liked--"

"In the ninth grade," Tomoyo reminded.

Meiling rolled her eyes, "You guys stalked him and practically ambushed him into asking me out, which he didn't even do, and that probably turned him off."

"Sorry. Fine, we'll leave you alone. But tonight, you're giving us all the info on this handsome doctor guy," Sakura said.

Meiling smiled, "I promise. Right after I get back from my romantic date with him!"

Meiling stuck out her tongue childishly and ran out the door, clad in a pair of white running shoes, white jeans and a white top.

"All right. I'm going to call Touya and ask him to bring some tools to take off these handcuffs," Sakura said.

"Why not Syaoran or Eriol?" Tomoyo asked.

"Syaoran's line was busy, which probably meant he was at work, and Eriol seemed to be busy," Sakura said.

"Okay," Tomoyo said as Sakura picked up the phone, put the batteries back in it, and dialed Touya's cell phone number.

"What happened to your cell phone?" Sakura asked Tomoyo while the phone was ringing.

Tomoyo closed her eyes and she thought, "Oh crap! I think I turned it off and left it…"

"Left it…" Sakura urged.

"In my pants!" Tomoyo exclaimed.

Sakura raised her eyebrows.

"In my pants! Oh god, I have to go get my cell phone back--I mean, Eriol gave it to me and he'll be all mad and stuff," Tomoyo said.

"All right. We'll sneak into your house…grab your cell phone and clothes AFTER you change and get those horrible handcuffs off your hands," Sakura said.

She turned back to the phone, which Touya picked up.

"Hello? Touya! It's me, Sakura. Um, it's kind of complicated, but could you bring some tools over that could break through handcuffs? I don't know, they're metal. A key? Of course not. Long story, I told you. Okay, be here in ten minutes. Oh, you have to run an errand? Fine then, twenty minutes. We don't have much time," Sakura said, and hung up.

"All right. Let's get you changed," Sakura said.

"That's going to be hard," Tomoyo said.

"Definitely."

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Touya backed out of the warehouse parking lot quickly, changed gears and quickly zoomed out of the warehouse.

He didn't want to stay at his gang's rival's headquarters any longer than he had too…

Touya glanced at the passenger seat to make sure that his chisel, pliers, and keys were there.

Oh yeah, and an electric saw.

Tsukiro had given Touya the set of keys, which fit into almost all Japanese standard handcuffs.

They were awfully useful for breaking out of jail.

Touya arrived at Sakura's building and walked the twenty two flights to Sakura's apartment.

He knocked on the door, and a panting Sakura opened it.

"Whew! We finally got Tomoyo changed into a decent shirt! Do you know how long it takes to change when you have handcuffs with huge wooden posts attached to them?"

"No, I wasn't aware of that," Touya said, amused.

He stepped inside and saw Tomoyo, who was sitting on the couch with a pair of jeans and a very wrinkled shirt.

"Here, get these off me," Tomoyo nearly wailed.

"All right. I'll try," Touya said, "How'd you get these on in the first place? You weren't doing…anything BAD, were you?"

Tomoyo rolled her eyes at Touya, "My mother decided it would be best to keep me home attached to the bed. That satisfy you?"

Touya shrugged, "Not really, but whatever."

Touya got out the keys and fit them inside the lock of Tomoyo's handcuffs.

"Damn it, these don't work," Touya said, and said, "These aren't standard handcuffs, are they?"

"Nope. Probably not, knowing my mom. She probably designed them herself," Tomoyo scoffed, "And they're like steel. I don't know how you're going to break through them."

"Hm…" Touya mused, staring at the metal chains on Tomoyo's wrists, "I couldn't burn through them. Nor try to hack it. I'd probably cut off your arm or burn it in the process," Touya grinned.

"Ah, no thank you," Tomoyo said quickly, "Something safe."

"Well, let me try to hack through the chain. That'll relieve you of those heavy bedposts. If it works, then I'll try to go through the heavier part" Touya said.

Touya plugged the electrical saw into an outlet, and turned the engine on the thing on.

"Oh god, you're not going to use that on me, are you?" Tomoyo yelled over the roar of the vrooming saw.

"Sorry," Touya smiled, and raised the saw.

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Two hours, six scratches and two cuts later, Tomoyo plucked the last piece of metal of herself while Sakura wrapped her wrist with a bandage.

"Are you okay? I didn't mean to lose control of the blade while I was cutting through there," Touya apologized.

"Oh , it's all right. I have the cuffs off me, and the cuts will heal," Tomoyo said.

"You better go now. Tomoyo and I are going to go out later for lunch. See you later, 'niichan!" Sakura led Touya out the door.

Tomoyo came back, with a fresh shirt, and said, "Let's go. I have to go get my cell phone as soon as possible. Also, if my mom finds it, and she looks into the address book…"

"She'll find all of our phone numbers, names and addresses," Sakura finished up, "C'mon. Lace up your sneakers and lets get ready to rumble."

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(A/N: Tune to Pink Panther plays. Not really. Just imagine it.)

Tomoyo and Sakura parked Sakura's car off the side of the road, not too far from the Daidouji estate.

"I hope no one takes the car," Sakura said worriedly.

"I don't think they will. Come on, we have to be careful. My mom probably has cameras all around, and we can't get caught," Tomoyo warned.

Sakura nodded, "I understand."

The two girls walked inconspicuously towards Sonomi's mansion, careful to be quiet.

"Where's your room?" Sakura asked.

They were hiding in a bushel of bushes, only meters from the brick wall Tomoyo had climbed over.

"That's my window. Interesting. It's still open," Tomoyo observed.

"Do you think that your mom hasn't discovered that you were gone yet?" Sakura asked.

"I don't know. It's been, what, three or four hours already?" Tomoyo asked.

Sakura nodded, "Yeah. So how do we climb over?"

Tomoyo grinned, "See that camera over that? It's moving around. In the five seconds that it doesn't look at that spot on the wall, we have to run and take out some bricks. We use those to put our feet in and climb. Then, we have to the jump down the other side, or climb, since I took out the bricks. Then, we can hide in the bushes on the other side while the camera zooms over us."

Sakura raised her eyebrows skeptically, "All that in five seconds?"

"Well, I could run, take out the bricks, run back. The next round, we could run over and climb," Tomoyo said.

"Okay. You take out the bricks, since I don't know where they are. This is really risky," Sakura said.

Tomoyo shrugged, "I know."

"The camera is coming…coming….came…going---go!" Sakura whispered as loud as she could.

Tomoyo quickly darted forward and amazingly took out six bricks from the wall, and darted back.

"Whew," Tomoyo panted, "Do you think the camera saw us?"

"Nope," Sakura grinned.

"Okay. Now, this is the hard part, I guess, since we have to climb over it in five seconds. After that, it should be a breeze, since none of the cameras keep an eye on the house. Or at least, they never did thirteen years ago, and no one nabbed me while I was running out," Tomoyo said.

"Take a breath, and let's get ready to run," Sakura said.

She and Tomoyo both took three, calming breaths and when Tomoyo snapped (it was their cue), they ran forward and climbed the wall.

Sakura went first, and she climbed the wall like it was rock climbing (something Sakura used to do for fun at the gym), and threw her legs over to the other side.

Her foot instinctively found a hole in the wall, and Sakura secured her balance and she pulled Tomoyo over.

They jumped down from the wall, and rolled into the bushes.

Sakura and Tomoyo panted, "Do you think anyone saw us?"

They giggled softly, and Tomoyo said, "Let's catch our breaths before climbing up the tree, going onto the porch, walking the gutter and going into the window.

"Oh, walking the gutter? Won't it break from both our weights?" Sakura asked worriedly.

Tomoyo shrugged, "You don't have to. You can wait in the tree, and I'll walk over, grab my cell phone and my clothes, then walk back. It'll be simpler if just one of goes, and less risk."

Sakura nodded, "All right. You ready?"

"I'm ready," Tomoyo said.

They got up from where they had been hiding in, dusted their clothes off from dirt and leaves, and sauntered over to the tree.

"Ugh, my clothes aren't having a good day," Tomoyo said as she started to climb the tree.

Her back was smeared with dirt, and Sakura nodded, "A very bad day."

The two of them climbed the tree with ease (years of running up trees and monkey bars gave them good practice), and Sakura sat on a strong branch as Tomoyo jumped onto the porch.

She craftily tiptoed her way to the gutter, where she put on foot on, another, and started to walk.

Tomoyo reached the window, which was open, where the curtains were aflutter.

She peeked her head through.

Nolly was still sleeping, heavily snoring, and Tomoyo's cell phone was in sight.

Tomoyo excitedly climbed in, tiptoed to the table where her cell phone and clothes were, and dashed out the window.

Sakura and Tomoyo climbed back down the tree, and up and over the wall.

Unfortunately, they had forgotten about the security cameras, in their haste, and soon they heard a security guard's voice yell, "Intruders escaping! Intruders escaping!"

"Run!" Sakura shrieked, and the two dashed for their lives to the area where they had parked Sakura's car.

"Damn keys," Sakura fished out the keychain from her pocket while running, and clicked the remote to unlock the front doors.

Sakura and Tomoyo hurriedly got inside, while Sakura turned on the engine, pulled the stick shift into 'reverse', and backed out.

"Whew," Sakura let out a sigh once they were about a mile from the mansion, "That was close. Too close."

"At least we're safe. And I got my cell phone and stuff. Hi five, girl!" Tomoyo and Sakura gave each other a high five, happy with their success.

Sakura added, "But I'm never doing this again."

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Eriol was in his room, fishing with some gadgets as he prepared for his break in into Mr. X's house in search of the disc.

He had no clue that Syaoran and Touya had already kidnapped Mr. X and sent the ransom note.

Eriol checked his watch.

"Right before lunch time, I'll go," Eriol decided.

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"Are you ready to go? We never know if your mom's bodyguards might come back," Sakura said, waiting for Tomoyo, who was jabbing silver earrings into her ears.

"Uh huh," Tomoyo nodded, and fastened the earring back onto the silver studs.

"Let's go," Tomoyo grabbed her purse, and made sure her cell phone, wallet and keys were inside.

"Got enough money?" Sakura asked.

Tomoyo nodded, "Yeah."

Sakura and Tomoyo headed out the apartment, and on the way, Sakura smiled at a recent picture of Yuki, Sakura, Tomoyo, and Meiling framed.

Impulsively, Sakura took the picture and placed it face down, only showing the back of the frame.

"Let's go," Sakura said, and they headed out.

Once they got into the car, they drove downtown, heading to a clean outdoor café for lunch, called, 'Garden Café'.

Sakura parked her car on the sidewalk, and locked it securely, and sat down with Tomoyo on a small table.

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Eriol shook his head, disappointed at himself.

Who was he to try and attempt a burglary in the middle of the day?

"Eriol Hiiragizawa, that's who," he shook his long hair out of his face, and took a deep breath.

He examined the fire escape, and stared up into the sky, where he presumed the twenty second floor was.

(A/N: All right. Here's where my imagination kicks in. I've never actually lived in a really really tall apartment building, so I have no clue how fire escapes work. I've seen a couple on tv, but the scenes fly by too quickly. So, if I get details wrong about a fire escape, don't blame me.)

Eriol glanced up again, and saw the edge of the ladder was about five feet above his head.

Looking around, he made sure that no one was spying on him, and he walked back from the ladder several meters.

Then, he started running towards the ladder, and took one flying leap.

Eriol threw his arms out and miraculously, they caught onto the last rung of the ladder.

He pulled himself up (thank goodness for all that pull up practice at the gym), and put his legs onto the wall of the apartment building for support.

From there on, it was simple.

He climbed up the different ladders, counting each floor he ascended, and he finally reached the twenty second floor.

"Ha," Eriol said triumphantly.

He flipped his switchblade he kept in his pocket open, and expertly cut around the screen door and pushed up the window.

Eriol smiled victoriously as he stepped into the apartment, dusting off his black suit, and proceeded to ransack the place.

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Sakura and Tomoyo were given menus, but they didn't need them to order.

"I'll have the manager's lunch special," Sakura said, "The sandwich one."

"Would you like a soup or salad with that?" the waitress asked, jotting down Sakura's order on a piece of paper.

"Um…I'm not sure," Sakura said, "I'll have the salad."

"Actually, I'll order the same thing but with the soup. We'll share," Tomoyo interrupted.

The waitress nodded as she made another note on her paper, and said, "What kind of sandwich, salad and soup?"

"The cesar salad, not too much croutons, and a grilled chicken sandwich with extra tomatoes," Sakura ordered.

"I'll have the roast beef sandwich, and tomato soup," Tomoyo added.

"All right. Your order will be here in ten minutes," the waitress nodded and smiled at them, and left.

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Eriol finished searching under the couch and under its cushions, and proceeded into the kitchen.

He finished rummaging through all the drawers and all the cabinets, much to no avail.

Eriol sighed and headed towards the hallway, what if the disc turned out to not be here?

Eriol went into the bathroom and did his usual search of everywhere, not bothering to clean up after himself.

He headed into the bedroom, and something told him that he should look in the drawers.

Eriol did so, and opened one of them, revealing shirts.

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Tomoyo stood up and told Sakura, "I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

Sakura nodded, and Tomoyo took her handbag and left.

Sakura patiently waited, her thoughts wandering away from the food they had ordered, to Yuki.

Where was Yuki, anyways?

She remembered that she had started worrying about him, until Tomoyo came back.

"Shoot, I better call home and see if he's home," Sakura reached over for Tomoyo's cell phone, but it was in her purse, which she had taken to the bathroom.

Sakura got up and headed towards the bathroom, where several payphones were.

She reached into her pocket and got out several coins, and dialed Meiling's work phone.

"Hey, Meiling, have you seen Yuki at all? He's been gone for almost two days, I think," Sakura said.

"Oh really? Well, I guess he'll come back some time," Meiling said, "I'm kind of busy right now, so call me back later, okay?"

Sakura nodded, even though Meiling couldn't see her, but Meiling hung up.

Sakura took out more coins and put them into the payphone, and dialed Touya's number.

It was busy, and Sakura put the coins that fell out from the phone back in, and dialed Eriol's cell phone.

It didn't pick up, and Sakura was too lazy to put a message, so she called Syaoran.

"Hey, Syaoran! Hi, I know you don't know him, but I'm worried about Yuki. He's been missing for a long time, I mean," Sakura said.

"Hold up," Syaoran put down the phone for a second, and turned to look at Mr. X, who had sat up in the tiny cot, looking alertly at Syaoran.

"Shh," Syaoran pressed a finger to his lips at the man, and Mr. X rolled his eyes contemptuously.

"Okay. Sorry, can't be much help there," Syaoran said.

"Well…could you at least listen to me?" Sakura asked.

"Sure. What does he look like?" Syaoran asked.

"Well, his name's Yuki. I think. Anyways, he's really, really pale…"

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Eriol dug through the shirts…and found the disc.

"Ha!" Eriol held up the disc triumphantly.

Eriol got up and dusted himself off again, and headed out.

He was about to head out the fire escape again, but who cared?

So he went towards the front door, when he caught a glimpse of the back of a picture frame.

Curious what picture Mr. X might have, he advanced towards it.

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"Hey, let's go on our lunch break," Hanako said to Meiling.

She looked up from filling up a needle with a heavy sedative, and asked, "I thought we didn't go out for lunch."

"Aw, I felt like a break. Do you know any good places?" Hanako asked Meiling.

"Well, Dr. Fumiyo," Meiling teased by using his formal name, "There's a good place me and my sisters go to often. It's called the Garden Café…it's a really nice outdoor lunch place, and the weather's great!" Meiling suggested.

Hanako nodded, "The garden café it is. Get your jacket."

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"He's also very skinny. I worry about him some," Sakura continued, "And he's bald. He usually wears a black suit and hat when he goes out, and sunglasses, too."

Syaoran glanced at the man who was looking intently at the phone, and narrowed his eyes.

"You said his name was YUKI?" he glanced at Mr. X, who didn't change his expression.

"Yeah. He's been gone a long time. He goes out to work at night, and comes back in the morning. He's never missed a breakfast," Sakura said.

"And so today he's gone. Interesting," Syaoran nodded, pointedly looking at Mr. X again.

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Tomoyo finished drying her hands on the cloth towel inside the bathroom, and came out.

She saw Sakura, who was talking on the phone.

"Yeah. Listen, I got to go. But if you see anyone like that, please tell me," Sakura said, "Bye, Syaoran."

"You were asking him if he saw Yu--watch out!" Tomoyo suddenly shrieked.

Sakura whirled around, and gasped as she saw three huge men.

"Hi, Bulldog. Nolly," Tomoyo nodded at the other man.

They rolled up their sleeves, showing menacingly huge arms with muscles that weren't natural.

"Oh god," Sakura whispered.

"Run!" Tomoyo yelled, and Sakura darted to the side and slipped out into the open of the café.

She aimed a kick at one of the men's butt, and he turned around.

He shook his head, "That didn't hurt."

Sakura closed her eyes and prepared to attack.

She threw out a punch and it landed on his jaw, where she had intended to aim.

In the back of her mind, she could hear one of the times Syaoran had lectured her in one of their private lessons, 'If the man is bigger than you, aim for their weaknesses. Remember, a nose is just a nose, his jaw is just a jaw…'

"Aim and throw. Aim and throw," Sakura continued to repeatedly punch the man's jaw.

"Argh," the man groaned, and picked up Sakura and held her around the waist.

"Augh! Help!" Sakura shrieked to the people eating.

They started screaming when they saw the three men fighting two small women.

Sakura grunted as she struggled around in the man's grip, and she saw her target.

She swung her leg forward and delivered a strong kick to the man's crotch.

"Augh!" the man recoiled and fell down, and Sakura fell out of his hands.

"And his balls are just his balls," Sakura muttered grimly as she dusted herself off.

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"Did you hear that?" Meiling perked up her ears.

"Sounds like screaming. Let's go check it out," Hanako started running towards the direction of the Garden Café, their destination.

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Eriol went to the picture frame and flipped it over.

He noticed the intricate silver frame, and glanced at the picture.

His heart nearly stopped as he recognized the people in the photo.

There was Sakura. Her green eyes, brown bouncy hair, and that same smile she wore.

She had her arm around Meiling, who was smirking at the camera, her jet black hair tied up and her ruby eyes blazing with the usual fierceness.

And Tomoyo….Tomoyo.

She was smiling calmly at the camera, her usual poise and gracefulness there.

Her long purple hair falling over her shoulder, and those amethyst eyes he loved to look into, and her glossy lips he would die to kiss.

Eriol turned his eyes onto the man behind her, and he noticed that she was holding his hand.

He glanced at the man, and then Eriol fumbled as he took out a photo of Mr. X and compared the two.

There was no doubt about it, Mr. X was Yuki…who was the three girls' guardian.

"No…it can't be…" Eriol said in shock.

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Tomoyo was struggling in the grasps of Nolly and Bulldog, the two men.

She was weaker than Sakura, and though she was putting up a good struggle, they were getting ready to leave, and take her back to her old house.

Then she heard a distinct yell that sounded very much like Meiling.

Tomoyo twisted her neck around, and yup, there was Meiling, who landed a kick to one of the men's neck, and Tomoyo thought she heard a crack come from his neck.

Tomoyo winced as she was dropped down to the ground, and she quickly stood up.

There was an empty table with some food on it (the people who had been eating had run away), and so Tomoyo grabbed the plate of spaghetti and slammed it into Nolly's face.

He groaned and stumbled around blindly, and Tomoyo took the umbrella from the table and used the pole as a stick and hit Nolly's back.

As soon as she was sure that he was on the floor moaning in pain, she went on to help Meiling, who was finishing up the other guy.

"Whew. Thanks Meiling. Sorry but we got to go," Tomoyo made sure her purse was secure, and started running towards Sakura's car.

Sakura hit the man who she had been beating up, making him unconscious.

"Yeah, gotta go! Our table's number 28--make sure you get our food and have them put it in a doggy bag~!" Sakura yelled while darting to her car.

They soon left, zooming out of the parking lane, leaving the Garden Café a mess, with three nearly-unconscious huge men on the ground.

"What was that?" Hanako asked.

Meiling shrugged, "Something about Tomoyo's mom trying to kidnap her."

Hanako raised his eyebrows and asked, "Want to go to another restaurant?"

Meiling nodded, "Definitely."

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Syaoran closed his cell phone after staring at it for several minutes.

He turned to Mr. X, who was looking at him.

"Want to explain?" Syaoran asked simply.

Mr. X shrugged.

"You're Yuki, aren't you? Or Mr. X, or whatever. That means that we basically know each other; sorta," Syaoran mused.

Mr. X shrugged again.

"Talk, dammit!" Syaoran demanded, "You know this is a conflict for me. And you, probably. I mean, I know Sakura, Meiling's my cousin, and Tomoyo's Eriol's girlfriend. I care for those three girls like they're my sisters, and yet I have to do my job, but you're in the way."

Mr. X shrugged once more, but he flashed Syaoran a teasing grin.
"Oh, why does my life have to be so complicated? Sakura was right. I wish I were normal. I'm going to call Touya and tell him to take over for me," Syaoran said.

He took out his cell phone quickly dialed Touya's number.

"You! Hurry up and come over here and guard him till night, all right? I need to get some lunch and stretch my legs. And get this--Mr. X is Sakura and Meiling's guardian. Yeah, Yuki. Weird, huh? Hurry up and get here so we can talk. All right. See you in ten," Syaoran said.

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Eriol dropped the picture frame and the glass shattered all over the floor, leaving dangerous sharp pieces of glittering glass on the carpet.

He staggered out of the apartment, not bothering to worry about his fingerprints on the doorknob or such.

He slowly went down the stairs…

What should he do?

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Tomoyo and Sakura were driving down the wonderful freeway system of Japan.

"How long have we been driving?" Sakura asked Tomoyo.

Tomoyo glanced at the glowing neon numbers, and said, "Almost four hours."

Sakura looked at the gas meter, and muttered, "Shoot, we're out of gas."

"Do you think they traced us? I mean, they didn't follow us, but who knows," Tomoyo said nervously, "Being out on the run is too scary. I could never be a fugitive."

"Let's stop at the next city and stay the night there. Meiling won't worry about us, besides, we have your cell phone," Sakura said.

"All right. There---that exit!" Tomoyo pointed, and Sakura quickly turned onto the ramp.

They drove and turned into the quiet downtown parts of the city.

"What town is this? It seems like a nice place," Sakura said, glancing at the closed petite flower and ice cream shops.

"Um…ooh, there's that welcome sign. Keep on driving," Tomoyo squinted at a landmark in the distance.

The car rolled to a stop near it, and Tomoyo read, "Welcome to the beautiful town of…Tomoeda."

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End of chapter 11. Next chapter, "Home Sweet Home".

A/N: Wow, the next time i post up chapter 12, it'll be May. I don't have much to say but...REVIEW!!! lol. That's all i want. I'm finishing chapter fifteen...i've added a delicious "twist" to it...muahaha, hint hint, someone dies. Chapter sixteen will be the ending and the epilogue...which means this series will be done by June. hopefully (Empasis on the "hope"), i'll have 100 reviews by then...PLEASE? haha gotta go now...bye!