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At Your Side by Silver-MoonStar

Chapter 6: Being Melodramatic

.:|| Auditorium ||:.

~*~Flashback~*~

Tomoyo was sobbing relentlessly in her room. The door was locked. No one had access from the outside now. She was furiously angry as well as embarrassed with both her and Eriol. How could she have let her emotions take over? And what was the strange connection she had felt with the stranger? She had only known him for only a couple of days. Kaho…she was the problem…Mizuki. She was perfect for him.

Tomoyo sighed. She felt silly. A mere infatuation had caused her to be driven close to being berserk. But her heart felt stabbed by the Dagger of Hurt, still. No matter whomever she had dated before, nobody felt as close as this blue-haired stranger…she would heal… everyone does with the pass of time… and if the brown haired girl doesn't come into view of her eyes…

~*~End Flashback~*~

"Mizuki…" Eriol whispered softly. Tomoyo got up in her own seat. She stared at the tall figure, partly horrified, partly shocked but most of all, heartbroken. Eriol had called her (Kaho) by her first name.

Eriol stepped down the stairs of the stage, half- running half restraining his stride. Tomoyo looked like a zombie while she walked much more slowly. Eriol hugged Kaho. She hugged back. The blue boy stepped back, reddening unusually, stammering, "I—I'm sorry." Kaho beamed at him.

Tomoyo strode pass them, head as high as Jessica's had been. She was maintaining her tears. "Daidouji-san, where are you going?" Eriol called after her. Tomoyo forced herself around. She locked her amethyst eyes with Kaho's friendly amber ones. Kaho smiled at her politely. She moved the cold stones to Eriol's, careful not to flinch while she said in a strangled voice, "I—I'm…you'd two better catch up with each o—other." She left without giving them a chance to say another word. Her head had lowered down while she got close to the entrance. Her eyes were shaded by her dark hair. Unfortunately Eriol and Kaho hadn't seen the tear that dropped to the floor and vaporized in a matter of seconds.

Eriol turned back to his crush. They got talking almost immediately. Kaho looked over her shoulders, suspecting…

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Tomoyo's footsteps echoed in the empty corridors. School was over ages ago, there was hardly anyone here now. The S pair were at home, presumable that they hadn't killed each other on the journey back. Tomoyo wondered whether she should go back too seeing that there were no other candidates lining up. Then she remembered that her things were still in the auditorium.

She sighed and turned back. She'd just tell the couple that she won't be a minute while she pick her things up and get going, yeah, it seemed like a good plan…

Tomoyo gathered up her hair. Her eyes were still a little red from crying. The large heavy doors were quite heavy for her to push right now. She felt weak at that moment. She went to the side one. It open quietly. Eriol and Kaho were on the stage, their lips were locked…

.:||Sakura & Syaoran||:.

 "What did you audition for Li?" Sakura asked good- naturedly. They were eating. Syaoran had offered to cook. He made truffle rice and several side dishes. It smelled good and all that was left was the taste test. "Why do you want to know?" Syaoran replied a little coldly. Sakura shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, "Just wanted to ask, no problem is there?"

Syaoran didn't reply. He didn't want Sakura guffawing at him. He had tried out for Romeo's part. Eriol had looked at him in a I-can't-believe-Li Syaoran-the-Serious-Master-is-doing-this kind of way. He didn't know whether he got the role yet especially when Ethan Cohn the class' sweetheart had gone before him. Ethan had the looks as well as some brains…

"Mmm… this is delicious," Sakura commented while she ate. Syaoran looked at her, surprised at her reaction of his cooking. He had expected something nasty from Sakura, deriving from her behavior towards him. Her pink lips were pressed together, savoring the delectable tang. She looked delighted for once.

Syaoran saw her in a different light for the first time. He realized why she was horrible towards him ever since they met. It was only tit for tat…

Syaoran flushed for a moment. He had fancied himself being a complete controller of his emotions and yet he had acted like a child, fighting with this girl. "What's wrong Li? Why aren't you eating?" Sakura asked him curiously. Syaoran looked at his bowl of rice as though it was more interesting.

Sakura placed a piece of fish atop the mount. "Here maybe that'd tempt you," she said kindly. Syaoran glanced up, turned scarlet. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating obediently.

Sakura smiled, quite pleased. But she quickly exclaimed, "Don't go thinking I'm going to be nicer to you though." Syaoran had his old fire back, "Of course not, Kinomoto. I'm no softie." He gave her a 'reassuring' smirk. He still hadn't forgotten his revenge even if Sakura had.

Sakura's heart skipped when she saw the upturned mouth. He looked quite good when he smiled… wait, what did she said? No she meant something else… Why was her stomach feeling fluttery as though a swarm of butterflies had invaded it? Li Syaoran was her sworn enemy, she can't have…feelings… for him, that would be forbidden.

"Sa—I mean—Kinomoto," Syaoran covered his mistake. That was safe, he had nearly called her by her name in front of her… "Yeah?" Sakura replied coolly. She lifted her eyes from her bowl. Syaoran's brown ones were caught of guard, they held the gaze of the amazing green pools for a long while. Sakura for a fleeting moment didn't even flinch.

The two sat, staring at one another in silence. While Syaoran took in the auburn's features, Sakura studied his sharp features. They were drawn closer together unknowingly…

Sakura felt Syaoran's breath on her skin, Syaoran smelled her fresh fragrance of cherry blossoms.

The connection was broken when Syaoran coughed sub- consciously when he discovered their closed distance, between each other, was about size of a flea. Both of them turned a brilliant maroon and tore away. "Well…" they stuttered at the same time, "Um…uh…" They were dazed for an instance. "I—I've got some homework to do," Sakura lied through her teeth. "Me too," Syaoran lied too. They gulped down the rest of their meal down in less than a minute.

While they were washing the dishes, Sakura and Syaoran brushed each other's hands while they reached for the soap at the same time. They pulled away at the exact second and stammered while blushing furiously, "You—you take it."

Then they laughed when they saw the funny thing about doing the same thing at the same time. In the midst of laughing, Syaoran pulled Sakura towards him and kissed her on the lips (A/N: @_@). Sakura felt his tongue wrestled with hers and her tensed body relaxed. (A/N: I've never been ki$$ed before but I've read it was something like this… #-_-#!)

When they separated, they were both speechless. Sakura left the kitchen immediately and ran to her room, leaving Syaoran still red…

.:||Auditorium||:.

Tomoyo gave a stifled wheeze. She had tried to cover her mouth but the damage had been done, Eriol and Kaho stopped whatever they had been doing and turned towards her direction. Eriol went bright ruby and Kaho looked embarrassed.

"Daidouji-san, I—I didn't know—you—uh—"Eriol started to say. Tomoyo turned her heels and slammed the door close. Kaho followed her actions with her eyes…

.:||Tomoyo's POV||:.

Tomoyo ran straight out of the school, her eyes were filled with tears. The scene flashed in her mind over and over again. They had been fearless doing it in such a place… She'd had never even have a place to protest… Where did she come in?

Tomoyo reached the park. The pine trees swayed slightly in the frosty breeze. The fresh air filled her lungs. Her eyes searched for a bench to seat on. She walked on the path, going further into the trees.

She found a spot after a hundred steps or so. She sat on the crunchy autumn leaves, sobbing pitifully, reviewing her harum-scarum thoughts. Flashes of dark blue hair, azure eyes and an ever ready smile… charming voices, mysteriousness…Then came the long brunette hair, burning amber…pink, tanned skin…kindness…Why…? Cruelty befallen on her…? At the time she had found…?

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Tomoyo's face were tear- stained by the time she reached the apartment. It was seven in the evening. She forgot all about her backpack in the auditorium.

"Daidouji-san…?" Eriol's voice floated into her ears. Tomoyo's heart didn't move an extra beat though, it felt cold, stone- like.

She lifted her head. Kaho was holding his left arm. He didn't push it away. But Tomoyo didn't see the concern in their eyes. She was in no mood to warm up. She didn't reply but stared defiantly back at him. He stepped back, overcame by her coldness, "Your—bag is in your room." 'How dare he entered her room without my permission?' Tomoyo thought angrily.

She stomped into her room with a choked, "Thank you."

.:||Eriol's POV||:.

Eriol watched the flurry of gleaming dark hair whirl in the air smoothly. Tomoyo was sleek when she was angry, graceful even when she was in a state. But he didn't understand her. One minute she was sweet and the other, she treated him like an alien. She had given Kaho a strange stare as well.

Kaho clung onto him like a magnet. Normally his heart would've soared but today he felt uncomfortable. He politely apologized to her, saying he will meet up with her the next day. Kaho was always thoughtful thankfully. She gave him a peck on his cheek and left without another word.

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Someone knocked on his door. It was nine. "Come in," Eriol called. He looked expectantly at the door.

It was Syaoran. "What's wrong Li?"

Syaoran would only come if he had a problem…

"Are you okay?" Syaoran saw his troubled face. "I—I'm just tired," Eriol replied stubbornly. Syaoran suspected something more but decided not to hold an interrogation service. He sat on Eriol's study table, "Can you help me with a problem I have?"

"Fire away," Eriol replied, pulling his thoughts away from his own troubles. "I— have a friend," Syaoran started lamely. 'How lame is that?' Syaoran thought but carried on anyways. "His name is—er— Zack," Syaoran recalled his friend's name back in Hong Kong. Eriol didn't know him thankfully. Eriol nodded at him to continue.

"Zack hates this girl—um—Rijana—" it was quite true "but recently, he has be having weird thoughts about her so he's asking me for help on what to do and I don't know what to do…" Syaoran hastened up. "So you're asking me what can you tell him to do?" Eriol finished for him, quite amused. "Well—yeah," Syaoran blushed.

"Sounds like this couple sounds like you and Sakura," Eriol started. "We are not like that!" Syaoran retorted hotly. But he remembered the kiss… Eriol looked at him skeptically, "Well, if he really likes her, then he should tell—" Eriol stopped and remembered his own kiss…(A/N: Having problems aren't they? *snigger*)

"Did something happen between you and Kaho today?" Syaoran blurted out his question. "No…" Eriol said slowly. Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," both of them said in unison. The door creaked open.

It was Sakura. Syaoran blushed even more.

"Li-san, you fiancée called," Sakura's voice shook while she trust out the phone. Syaoran froze. 'Fiancée?' he was totally bewildered. He took the telephone uncertainly. Sakura banged the door shut while she left.

"Li! It's me!—"

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A/N: Well that's the 6th Chapter! Lots of kisses and blushes. So Kawaii! . Press da button and review!!!