Chapter 2

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"_" = Character talking

'_' = Character's thoughts

{_} = My input, that is if I ever have any

"Tomoyo! Dinner!" Sonomi called.

"Coming!" Tomoyo answered. She walked down the stairs and into the dining room.

"Are you feeling better, okaasan?" Tomoyo asked as she sat at the dining table. Sonomi smiled and nodded. They started to eat. Sonomi started to cough again. Tomoyo started to get up, but Sonomi put her hand up signaling her not to. Sonomi reached for her glass of water and sipped it. Both of them saw a red cloud form in her mother's water. Tomoyo walked up to her, quickly. Sonomi's hands were shaking. She fell unconscious. "Okaasan!" Tomoyo wailed. "Call some help!" Tomoyo said to her maid. The maid walked off quickly. "Okaasan! We need to get you to a hospital. Here, I'll help you." Tomoyo slung Sonomi's arm around her shoulders and walked towards the door.

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Tomoyo sat in the hospital with her head in hands.

"Daidouji Tomoyo?" a doctor asked her. Her head snapped up.

"Hai, doctor. Is she alright?" Tomoyo asked, worriedly.

"She still unconscious right now, but I'm afraid she's contracted a very fatal illness." he informed her. Tomoyo's eyes watered.

"Isn't there a cure?" she asked. The doctor shook his head.

"There's nothing we can do, but wait." he said.

"Can I see her?" she asked. The doctor nodded. Tomoyo followed the doctor into her mother's room. He left them alone in the room. "Okaasan." Tomoyo whispered. She took her hand in her own. 'I'll be strong. I hope you get better soon.' she thought. She bowed her head. 'Don't leave me…'

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A few days after that incident.

Tomoyo sat in the classroom; her work she obtained from Eriol situated in front of her. She was staring forward, ignoring the world. Everyone had left for the day, leaving Tomoyo by herself in the classroom.

Flashback

"Tomoyo! Aren't you coming?" Sakura asked at the end of the day. Tomoyo shook her head.

"I'm going to stay back and finish some work, okay?" she said. Syaoran looked at her, worriedly. She forced a smile.

"It's okay, you can go." Tomoyo said. Sakura nodded reluctantly.

End of Flashback

She was still staring off into space, hands limply placed in her lap. Eriol walked into the classroom.

"Are you still here? Have you finished your work yet? Tomoyo?" Eriol asked. Tomoyo closed her eyes and bowed her head. She clenched her hands into fists and stood up, shoving her chair away from the table. She turned and looked at him, eyes blazed with anger. Tomoyo grabbed the papers on her desk and threw them at Eriol. He caught them, a surprised look on his face.

"Don't call me Tomoyo. You don't have the right. I'm tired of working for you Hiiragizawa. I'm sick of the way you treat me." she said quietly. "I hate you, Hiiragizawa."  She walked past him and towards the door, but stopped when she reached it. She turned slightly. "I don't care anymore. Show everyone my diary. I don't care. At least I'll be free of you."

Tomoyo ran through the hallways and out of the school. Tears started to form on her eyes. She whipped them and continued running. She heard footsteps behind her. A hand grabbed her arm, stopping her. She turned, but didn't look up. She knew it was Eriol, anyway.

"Let go of me." Tomoyo said quietly. Eriol grip on her arm didn't loosen. She turned and glared up at him. "Let go of me!" Tomoyo shouted. She was crying. She used her other hand and slapped him. He didn't let go. She looked in his sapphire eyes. What Tomoyo saw in his eyes scared her. She wanted to run. Run away from him. Eriol pulled her close and embraced her. Tomoyo struggled against his hold, but it didn't loosen. She pounded her fists against his chest. Her eyes were started spilling tears. Slowly, her struggles weakened. Tomoyo lay her head on Eriol's chest and cried away her bitter tears. Eriol stroked her back and comforted her.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Tomoyo asked when she had pulled away.

"Because…I don't hate you." he answered.

"Even after all those things I've said and done?" Tomoyo said. Eriol nodded. "Then why do you treat me how you do?" she asked. Eriol sighed.

"I knew you loved Sakura and when my cute little descendant came back from Hong Kong, I knew you would be sad. So I tried to divert your attention towards me, so you wouldn't mind as much about Sakura and Syaoran." Eriol answered, solemnly. Tomoyo looked down. "I'm sorry I made you do my work, but I needed help and you were the ideal person to help me. Gomen nasai, Daidouji-san."

Tomoyo started to cry again, but this time it was because of what Eriol done. He had tried to save her from heartache and sorrow. She felt bad. Tomoyo held onto Eriol for support. He took a step back in surprise, but wrapped his arms around her. She looked up at him and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Eriol offered his handkerchief. Tomoyo chuckled and took it.

"You really are sweet, like Sakura says." Tomoyo stated. Eriol smiled, tenderly. "I didn't mean what I said back there. Gomen, Hiiragizawa. I was feeling frustrated, so I took my anger and frustration out on you. Gomen nasai." Tomoyo said, not looking at his face. She bowed her head.

"Why were you frustrated?" Eriol asked.

"I-I… My okaasan is sick, very sick. Onegai, don't tell anyone. I don't want anyone to pity me. It's just everyday I pray for a miracle, but it never comes. There's nothing I can do and I hate it. I hate the feeling of helplessness. Have you ever felt that way?" Tomoyo asked. Eriol remembered the day that his mother died {let's say he had a mother, but she's dead, okay?}.

"Yes, I have." He looked away. She looked up at his face.

"Did you hate like I do now?" Tomoyo pressed. Eriol nodded. She smiled, somewhat sadly. "So someone does understand what this feeling is like…" Tomoyo said. Eriol looked at her and grinned.

"Too bad it's me, huh?" Eriol joked. Tomoyo didn't smile, but took a step out of his hold.

"Let's start over, okay? Even when we first met we were only mutual friends, nothing really more." Tomoyo said. She held out her hand. "I'm Daidouji Tomoyo. I am 16 years old and live with my okaasan at home. I like to cook and I also sing in the choir. I like to design dresses, too. It is nice to meet you." Tomoyo said. Eriol held back a laugh and merely smiled. He took her hand and kissed it.

"I am Hiiragizawa Eriol, reincarnation of the greatest sorcerer alive, Clow Reed. I am also 16 years of age, though I have another soul inhabiting me, which is actually hundreds of years old. I live with my two guardians Ruby Moon and Spinel Sun. I like to play the piano and tease my cute little descendant. It is a pleasure meeting such a beautiful lady." Eriol said. Tomoyo smiled, genuinely happy. "Can I walk you home Daidouji-san?" Eriol asked.

Tomoyo nodded and they started walking in the direction of her house. She handed Eriol his handkerchief. He shook his head.

"You keep it, as a sign of the start of our friendship, okay?" Eriol said.

"Hai." Tomoyo said smiling. Eriol smiled. She suddenly stopped walking. "Gomen Hiiragizawa-kun, but I want to visit my okaasan in hospital today." she said, apologetically.

"It's alright. Do you want me to come with you?" Eriol offered. Tomoyo shook her head.

"I might start crying again and I don't want you to see me cry anymore." She started walking in the direction of the hospital. "Ja, Hiiragizawa-kun!" she called.

"Ja ne, Daidouji-san." Eriol said. He turned, shoved his hands in his pockets and headed home.

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Eriol sat in his armchair by the fire, thinking. He kept turning Tomoyo's diary in his hands. Nakuru and Spinel were watching him from the doorway.

"What's wrong with master, Spinel?" Nakuru asked in a soft voice. "He has been like that since he came back."

"I don't know." Spinel said. Suddenly, Eriol got up from the armchair and walked out the front door. Both of his guardians stared after him. "Where do you think he's going?" Spinel asked Nakuru. She shrugged.

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Eriol arrived at Tomoyo's front door. He knocked and waited. A middle-aged girl opened the door. She had shoulder-length, dark hair and brown eyes.

"Can I help you?" she asked him.

"I'm looking for Daidouji-san. Is she home?" Eriol asked. The girl smiled and nodded.

"Who might you be, sir?" she asked. He bowed.

"Hiiragizawa Eriol, a friend of Daidouji-san's from school. She nodded again and she motioned for Eriol to come in. He walked in.

"I'll bring her down." The maid walked up the stairs and into Tomoyo's room. She knocked politely.

"Come in!" Tomoyo called. The maid rushed in.

"There is a boy downstairs who wishes to see you, Tomoyo-chan. He says his name is Hiiragizawa Eriol and that he is a friend of yours." The maid grinned. Tomoyo sighed.

"Not that kind of friend, Kiri!{I'm not good at Japanese names}" Tomoyo said. Kiri was like a friend to Tomoyo even though they had a large age gap. 'I wonder what Hiiragizawa's doing here?' Tomoyo thought.

"You never told me you had such cute friends!" Kiri pouted. Tomoyo sighed again.

"We weren't friends until today. You know. He's the one I told you about. The one who stole my diary?" Tomoyo informed her. Kiri gasped.

"Him!?" Tomoyo nodded and walked down the stairs. Eriol turned to look at her.

"Did you miss my company already?" Tomoyo asked. Eriol smiled.

"Iie, I just came by to return your diary. Don't worry, I didn't read it." Eriol assured her. Tomoyo put on a stunned face.

"You didn't?" she asked. She felt a little ashamed. She knew that if she was in he's position, she would of read the diary. 'It's not fair. He's so mysterious.' she thought. Eriol continued to smile and shook his head. "Doomo arigatoo gozaimasu." Tomoyo whispered. Eriol leaned down to her ear.

"You r welcome." he whispered and left. It was a good thing too, because on Tomoyo's face there was evidence of a blush.

That chapter was a little weird. It felt like everything was going too fast. Oh well, please R&R! I need some inspiration to keep me going, okay?