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Open Up My Heart
By: Shinsei Kokoro (also known as Pinklover-sama)
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A white car suddenly pulled up against the traffic. A strained look on the driver's face was seen. His azure eyes were filled with anger, but none the less, his mind was calm. Or was it? His jaw was set tight, and his expression was rigid.
He was in shock. In a complete trance. He had raised his hand on his own wife-to-be. What more could be so disastrous? How could he have done that? How? Was he out of his mind?
'Darn right!' he swore, as he let go of the accelerator, and raced past cars.
What would he do now? Break the love between him and his fiancée over some darned bet…or—or ask for forgiveness.
Shaking his head Eriol, lifted his foot on the accelerator a bit. Soon the car was going at a speed behind the rules. And just when he thought he could get away with it, a Police car had pulled up right behind him, the sirens making him feel like crazy.
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"Tomoyo!" Syaoran's manly voice broke in.
"Huh? What?" the girl looked up, her eyes red.
"Hey, are you okay?" he walked to her and handed her the cup of coffee he had made.
"Oh me? Yeah. Kind of. I don't know why it's taking Sakura so long. Maybe she…"
"Tomoyo…I was talking about you…are you okay?" he looked at her worried, holding his cup, and taking a seat beside her.
"Yes. I'm just…afraid…" she trailed of.
"Afraid?" he almost choked on his drink.
"Yeah…what if Eriol breaks of the engagement and—,"
"No way! Eriol wouldn't do that!"
"No! What if he really does!!" she looked up at the ceiling, "Everything is gonna be ruined"
"Your crazy Tomoyo! Eriol wouldn't do anything like that! He loves you! Can't you see that? He did that to you…because…because he got angry. Didn't you see his face? Didn't you hear what he said? He's madly in love with you!! And I know…you are too"
Tomoyo didn't say anything, except sob.
"Aw! Tomoyo! Don't do this to me…you know I can't stand seeing people cry" he looked away.
A laugh was soon broken through the sobs. She looked up at him, her eyes twinkling with tears.
"Sakura…will really like you…" she said softly, taking him by surprise.
"What did you say?" he asked suddenly peering at her face.
"I said…Sa—," then she stopped in mid-sentence, "Oh forget it!"
"No…what did you say? I don't think I heard you properly. Something about Miss Kinomoto…and something about me?"
Tomoyo laughed at his mock innocence, "Yes you, dumbass!"
"Oh yeah!" he raised his arms up in the air, "The Queen of Insults is back!"
"You really know how to make someone laugh Syaoran!"
Syaoran only winked at her, and rubbed his nails on the hem of his shirt, "You see, that's one of my special abilities, other than…kicking a soccer ball to goal off course!"
Tomoyo let out a small giggle, then sniffed, "Tell me Syaoran…that day when you first came here…and you met Sakura…what did you guys talk about?"
"Hmm…well…what I certainly found out in that amount of time was that she hates my guts—,"
Tomoyo interrupted him with her laugh.
"But…she good in socializing…though I give her some more pointers"
She shook her head, "Sakura works in a beauty product company, but she hates her job"
"You can tell that?"
"Off course. I've known her for years, and as an addition, I'm her—,"
"Best-friend and cousin. Yeah, yeah…I know all the history between her and you. But tell me more about her!"
Tomoyo raised a brow, "I can't believe she told you that"
"Well believe it! Now tell me something interesting about her!"
"Hmm…well…the best person to ask is not me…"
"I thought you knew her for years!"
"But…Eriol has known her longer!"
"Eriol? Are you kidding?"
"No" she gave a broken smile. Syaoran couldn't tell if she was sad and if she was trying to be mysteries.
"Ahem! Queen of Insults! Your Majesty, can I please have this lesson in English, please?"
"It's simple. The two of them, knew each other since there were in kindergarten"
"Kindergarten? That small?"
Tomoyo smiled again. She would tell him some facts. But not all. They were too precious and deadly to be shared.
"You see…when they were in kindergarten, they were great friends. Soon they became best buddies until Eriol left to England before elementary. Sakura…had no other friends. She was very sensitive. And I warn you she still is. After he left, she was heartbroken. She had no friends. No one, that was until I moved in to her elementary. It took her a while to trust me, but it was worth it. When she came over to my house once, we heard the most incredible news—,"
Syaoran once again interrupted her, "That you two were cousins?"
"Yup!" she grinned, "From since then…we grew even more closer. A few years later, Eriol transferred back to our school, and we fell in love"
Syaoran suddenly fell down anime-style, "You sure are a talented narrator"
"What do you want me to tell you?"
"How did Sakura feel? You know after Eriol came, and you guys fell in love, and all that mushy shit"
"Hey! It was mushy, but it wasn't shit!"
"Yeah, yeah…continue"
"Well…we three became best friends, except…"
"Except?"
"Well Sakura made other friends too…and yeah…that's it!"
"Well…what kind of guys did she go out with?"
"Wow Syaoran! You sure can be nosy!"
"Shut up! Now tell me!"
"Hey, I'm not telling you any of that. If you really want to know, then why don't you go and ask her that yourself?"
"No way. But tell me? How should I ask her out?"
"Ask her the old fashion way Li Syaoran, but mind you. Rejection is a man's best enemy!"
Syaoran only leaned back against the couch and sulked.
'This girl's got a hard covering…but I have my peeler right here'
Tomoyo looked at her un-touched coffee in her hands. Taking a sip, she felt her eyes watering again.
Sakura certainly did make new friends after she found out of her and Eriol.
'Huh! Some friend's they were' But there were still times when she knew everything was her fault.
'If I only had never seen Eriol…'
"Yo Tomoyo!"
"Huh? What? What?"
"Relax!" he chuckled getting up, and setting the coffee cup down.
"I think she's here"
"Who? Sakura?" Tomoyo looked up at him.
"Neh!" he rolled his eyes, "Who else do you think? Wait…don't think!:
Tomoyo shook her head, "Do me a favour Syaoran. Don't tell her anything, about what just happened. She is…err very senseitive."
"Yeah. You told me that…okay…so how do I look?"
Tomoy laughed and glanced at him, "Perfect!"
"Wait! Do you think I should have worn a suit!?"
"Don't worry man!"
"Ok…so what do I say again?"
"Syaoran!!!!"
"Ok, ok!"
Just then hard footsteps could be heard outside.
Tomoyo walked to the door muttering, "She must have a hard day"
A loud fumbling was heard outside, and just as the key was pushed into the lock clumsily, Tomoyo opened the door wide, making the girl outside almost scream.
Syaoran almost laughed, but he was just in time to remember Tomoyo's warning, 'I warn you, she's very sensitive'
On the other side of Tomoyo was a dishevelled Sakura.
"Tomoyo!" she almost screamed.
Tomoyo stared hard at her, "Sakura…are…are you okay?"
"No!" she stormed into the house, stomping on her every step.
Syaoran watched her from the living room with amusement, "Hmm…sensitive maybe a very…sensitive word for her" he mumbled.
Tomoyo on the other hand, was having a hard time calming her friend.
"Your not gonna believe it. That piece of shit, was planning to send me to some other company!!" she roared her emerald eyes sparkling with anger.
"Can you believe it!! Dammit!! I've always worked so bloody hard to complete his angelic wishes…and how does he repay me? Fool me…and board me into someone else's hands!!" she cried, her cheeks red and wispy.
"And you know what?! I've had enough of his bloody decisions. I'm quitting!!" she threw her bag and a few papers on to the couch, forgetting that she had a guest amongst them.
"You're quitting?" Tomoyo echoed, "But you worked so hard getting this job?"
"Darn right!!" she fumbled through her sandals, and flipped them across to the wall, "And Sora wants me to go along with it? I cannot believe it!! She pulled me with her when she knew his bloody plan all along. No one tells me! And why would they? I'm a bloody fool!!! I'm so naïve!! I fell right into his stinkin' trap!!"
"Maybe you should think this over Sakura. What company did he think of sending you to?"
"What company???! Who cares what company!! He used me!! All along!!"
"Sakura! What company?"
"Lakmé!!"
Tomoyo frowned, along with Syaoran.
"Isn't that where…" she looked sideways at him.
"Joey works" he completed.
Just then he noticed Sakura's hard stare on him.
"That's right! His mother…what's her name…Aurora something!" Then she zipped her head to Tomoyo, "You know what she calls that stinking two-shoed devil? Benny!"
"Benny?"
"Yup! Benny! Argghh…she…I…she…arggghhh. Damn it!!!!!" she held her hands up in the air, and stormed to her room, slamming the door behind her so hard, that a photo frame of a beautiful lotus fell down shattering to pieces.
For a few seconds, the two of them, stared without blinking at the door. A thud was suddenly heard inside, which was followed by a swear, and a loud noise of frustration.
"Uh!" Syaoran shook his head, "Right…sensitive…I…err…see what you mean"
Tomoyo gave a wry smile, "She's upset…maybe you should have that talk some other day"
"Yeah…but not tomorrow. I've practise"
"Friday might be good perhaps"
"Yeah…besides…I have to talk to Coach tomorrow evening"
"Fine…I think I'll have to stay here tonight" she shrugged.
"You do that. And I'll have a small talk with Eriol tomorrow"
Tomoyo nodded solemnly and walked him to the door. After he was out on the road, she flopped down on the couch.
Inside the room of doom, Sakura was typing on her computer, her fingers moving without hesitation.
Things were thrown around her room. Clothes were sticking out of drawers, and papers, were scattered all around. A dozen paper cups, lay scrunched up beside her bed, with water dripping out of one. A few shoes were laid on her bed, and there was white powder scattered on her dressing table.
Over all, everything was a mess, but she didn't seem to mind.
After she had finished with what she had written, she looked hard at the screen.
"Little Benny! Your gonna be out of my mind forever now!" she growled clenching her fists.
"Now where are those tablets?"
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"Hey! Look! It's the Captain!"
Several pairs of eyes stared as Syaoran walked in through the glass doors of the motel he was staying in with his teammates.
"Yo man!" a guy with red hair got up form the couch.
Syaoran looked at the group of men sitting, "What's up. Having a party without your old wrinkled buddy?"
"Actually…" the red haired guy spoke up, a grin on his face, "We were waiting for you, to go this club Chen came up with"
Syaoran laugh, "Sorry guys! No clubbing today!"
"What?" they all cried in chorus.
"Aiiiieeeee…I forgot!"
"What?"
"Practise!!!"
"Oh man! I thought it was on Friday!"
"I planned to meet this girl today!"
"That American chick?"
"Yeah. She—,"
A whistle soon interrupted the commotion. All eyes were on the Captain again.
"Sorry guys!! But Coach insisted we go over some things early tomorrow morning!"
A guy with spiky black hair, stood up, "Well, maybe no clubbing…but I heard this really good story from—,"
All of a sudden everyone started to clear away, until it was only him and Syaoran.
"Aw man! Why is it like this every time!" the man groaned.
Syaoran laughed, "Yamazaki, dude. Give the story telling a rest!"
But the man only frowned, as he walked to get back to his group of team-mates, "I knew I should have become a history teacher!"
"Oi Yamazaki!"
"What?"
"You seen Eriol?"
"Eriol? Funny, but I haven't seen him for the whole day. Probably hanging around with Tomoyo"
"Yeah…" Syaoran looked down, "Probably…" he finished.
'Eriol man. You are in a seriously deep shit!'
But as he headed to his own room, his mind wandered to Sakura's wild manner.
"Sensitive…" he smirked, "Really sensitive…"
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It was 9:30 in the morning. Things were around the room as always. The bed was unmade, and the pillow and sheets were on thew floor.
Just then, the bathroom door opened revealing Sakura wrapped in a thick bright yellow towel. The hot steams followed behind her, until she closed the door, and slammed open the wardrobe, rambling incoherent words.
After pulling on a black knitted half-sleaved top, and a three-forth burgundy skirt, she opened the door to her room, and stepped into the kitchen, when she stepped back in surprise.
"Tomoyo! What are you doing here?!"
Tomoyo, who was still dressed in what she had worn yesterday, turned around, revealing bags under her eyes.
"Hey Sakura! I thought I'd stay overnight, and help you out!" she smiled warily.
Sakura bit her lower lip, and looked at her cousin, her eyes getting misty. She walked to her friend, and took her hands.
"What's wrong Tomoyo?" she asked softly.
"Nothing!" the woman smiled, her eyes rigid.
Sakura gave her a hard look, then let go, "I know there's something, but I won't ask you anymore" she smiled.
Tomoyo took in a deep breath and let out a giggle, "I made scrambled eggs! I'm warning you…I think I put in some pieces of the shells"
Sakura only gave her a smile.
"So…have you told Ben about your resignation?"
"Not yet…" Sakura munched on to the eggs, "…but I will today"
"You sure about this?"
"Yes!" Sakura answered almost immediately, then wanting to change the subject she peered at Tomoyo, "How come that guy was over yesterday?"
Tomoyo laughed, "You mean Syaoran?"
"Yeah…whatever his name is"
"Syaoran is his name"
Sakura gave her a look, "I know that…we've met before…infact we met the day before yesterday…since you were the person to call him here that day, confess up! I've being trying to get a hold of you ever since!"
"What?" Tomoyo smiled innocently, "I just wanted him to have the pleasure meeting my best-friend…there's nothing wrong in that…now is there?"
Sakura gave her a glare, "Don't you dare start setting me up with him!!" she warned.
"No. No. No"
"Better be…that guy's just totally weird"
"Why?" Tomoyo asked suddenly, then she added, "I mean…he was quite worried about you yesterday!"
"He was?" she asked confused.
"Yeah…quite…he wanted to have talk with you…but he thought it was better to leave it till next time" Tomoyo lied through her teeth.
'Oh Syaoran. You so have to pay me back!'
"What did he want to talk to me about?"
"Oh…just some things"
"Like?"
"Uhh…"
"Tomoyo? What are you hiding?"
"What? Me? How am I supposed to know what he wanted to talk to you about?"
"Maybe because he's a close friend of yours?"
"Close? I just met him last year"
"Yeah whatever"
After finishing everything on her plate, Sakura stood up and washed her dishes.
"Well Tomoyo…I'll be back in a hour or so. Are you gonna stay here?"
"No. I need to meet my new costumer!"
"Well, good luck!"
"Thanks"
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"Sir?" the clerk opened the door.
"What is it?" he barked.
"Kinomoto…she's here"
"Oh!" Ben was immediately on his feet, "Well, what are you waiting for? Bring her in!"
"Uh…okay" he answered uncertainly.
In a few minutes, Ben found himself staring at Sakura. She was holding an envelope in her hands, but that didn't matter.
"Ahh…" he smiled, "Sakura Kinomoto…it's so good to see you…it's a shame I won't be seeing you for a few days. I'm taking a—,"
"Look! I'm not here to listen to your talking!" she growled walked towards his table.
He took a seat on his leather chair, and frowned, "Whatever are you talking about?"
"Aha! That's what you think!" she scowled as she slapped the envelope hard on his desk, making his jump.
"This sir is my resignation!" Ben was once again on his feet and walked by his desk.
As he neared her, she took steps back.
"I think I will leave now" her voice wavered.
Ben sneered at her, and blocked the way to the door, "I think not!"
"What are you gonna do?" she crossed her arms against her chest.
Suddenly she caught sight of him locking the door.
As he pocketed the key, he smirked at her, "You see" he answered walking boldly to her, until she felt her butt bit the edge of his desk.
By now he was dangerously close to her.
"You know Sakura—,"
"It's Kinomoto!"
"Well…what ever you want…but as I was saying…" he stopped until he was arm length away, "You are one gorgeous young woman I've ever seen…"
"Back off Rogers!" Sakura warned moving away from the desk, but he grabbed on to her shoulders, and held her arms tight, as he circled her.
"You are not going anywhere, my beauty"
Disgusted, she spat right on his face, "You wish!" she cried, as she freed one arm, and punched him across his cheek.
"Ahh…a tough spirit eh?" he smirked rubbing away the blood.
By now she was near the door.
"Uh..uh..uh!" he wagged his finger, "That door's locked…the only way to get through that door, is to get through…me!"
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Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed that! Took me a while…but I did it! Review please!
Adiós!
