Hey, I just realised, I haven't been doing a disclaimer, so to get it straight, I do not own CCS. Thanks to all the people who reviewed chapter 6, I hope this chapter answers any of your questions, the next chapter will probably be up within the next 3 days, so in the mean time, please keep reviewing!! ^ ^ !! On with the story:

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Sakura and Tomoyo sat on the swings, talking about pointless things. Sakura had been purposely changing the subject everytime it started to come to what she had been crying about. But for some strange reason, Sakura found herself wanting to tell Tomoyo the more they talked.

"So...Tomoyo...what school do you go to?" Sakura asked.

"Oh, I go to Tokyo Private, I actually live in Tokyo, I'm just here for 2 weeks on my mother's business trip."

"Wow! A private school? That must be pretty cool?"

"Yeah, it is...so Sakura...what was it you were crying about earlier?" Tomoyo asked, looking at Sakura with trusting eyes.

Sakura sighed. Damn...she had got caught out, Tomoyo had managed to get to the question. "Well, it's kind of hard to explain..." She started.

"Don't worry, I have all day, you can take your time." Tomoyo said, giving her a reassuring smile.

It was that very smile, that brought Sakura to tell Tomoyo everything, right from the beginning, it wasn't just an ugre now to tell Tomoyo, it was a need.

"Well, it started when I was about three. Robert told me that my real dad cheated on my mother, so my mother wanted a divorce when she found out. She left home with me, and we went and lived with my grandmother. My mother started working as a receptionist at some important business. This was where she meet Robert."

"Oh, I see, he was one of the worker's there, how romantic" Tomoyo butted in.

"Not exactly...he was the delivery guy. Anyway, they meet and soon they fell in love and got married. We moved in with him, when I was four. Everything was fine, until one day, when I was five, me and my mother arrived home from my second day at school, to find Robert drunk. And angry. Really angry. I don't know what he was angry about, but I do remember that day. It was the day that Robert started to hurt...beat us."

Tomoyo stared at her with her mouth gaping open. Sakura took no notice and continued on, it felt good to get all out.

"When I was 12, my mother gave birth to my little sister, Katie. (A/N. Remember Sakura's 15 now) Robert didn't like Katy, even though she was his own, but he used her as a way of making sure that me and my mother didn't leave. Up until a month ago, my life had been hell. Until Syaoran came. He turned my life around. And we planned away to get away from Robert. We video taped him...beating my mother...and soon, me and Syaoran started going out. But a week ago, Syaoran had to leave. And I haven't had the confidence to go and tell Social Services. That's why I go here...and...cry..because...of....him." Sakura finished on the brink of tears.

She looked over to Tomoyo, who still had her mouth hanging open. She could see Tomoyo registering everything she had told her. Her mouth opening and closing a few times, before she finally managed to get something out, "Oh...gosh...Sakura, I'm...so....sorry..."

Sakura shook her head. "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault."

"I know, dont worry, it'll get better," Sakura shook her head, mumbling a "yeah right." sarcastically. "It will, it was just like this time, when I went to the mall, to find my favourite shop had been closed down. I was so miserable. But then, a year later I went back, to find it had opened again! See?"

Sakura looked over had Tomoyo startled, Sakura's situation was nothing like that. Suddenly, without warning, Sakura burst out laughing. It was the first time she had laughed since Syaoran left.

"What?" questioned Tomoyo, flushing red, "Why are you laughing?"

"Honestly, Tomoyo! That's nothing the same!" Sakura managed to get out inbetween her laughs.

Tomoyo sat and thought about it a bit, before giggling too. "Ha! You're right! It's not!"

And together they burst out laughing again.

Tomoyo, who had finally gotten over her shock and laughing fit, put her hand on Sakura's shoulder's, gently. "Sakura, have you ever thought about self defense classes?"

Sakura nodded her sadly. "Yeah, I have, a lot. But Roberts the only one in the house with money. And I can't exactly go up to Robert and go, 'Say, Robert, I would like you to pay for a self defense class, so I can whip your arse next time you try and hurt me' can I?"

Tomoyo grinned. "No, I guess not." Suddenly, Tomoyo jolted to her feet, pulling Sakura with her. "Sakura!" She cried. "I just had the most wonderful idea!"

Sakura looked confused. "What?"

"Let's go do a self-defense class now!" She said pulling Sakura out of the park and towards town, until they made it to a building with a sign saying 'Mrs. Moto's Girl's Self-Defense'

Tomoyo started to go inside, when she felt Sakura stop. "What is it Sakura?"

"Uh..Tomoyo, you realise, I don't have any money?"

Tomoyo laughed. "Oh don't worry about it, I'll pay for it!" She said grinning and pulling them inside and signing up for the next class, which would start in 5 minutes.

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"Good Morning Class! I am your self-defense teacher for the day, Mrs. Moto. I am here to teach you ways of defending yourself, if you are ever attacked or stalked."

Sakura glanced at Tomoyo nervously.

"Don't worry Sakura! It'll be fine!" She said, assuring her.

"Okay class, stand up. Now, the first thing I want to teach you, is your stance. Okay, if you are right handed, put her left hand in a fist infront of your nose, with you thumb on the outside of your fingers. Your palm facing towards you. Now, with your right hand, place it above you left hand, over your forehead, in a fist, thumb on top of your fingers. Palm facing to the right hand side of you. Good. If you are left handed, the opposite."

She waited patiently, waiting for the class to do what she had instructed, helping those who needed it.

"Great. Now for your stance. I want you to place one foot, doesnt matter which, slightly infront of the other, feet shoulder width apart, knees bent slightly. Very good, this will help for sturdyness. Okay, now onto the punches."

She looked around the room, briefly looking at everyone, before continuing. "Whichever hand is infront of your nose, will be your punching hand, the other hand will protect your face. When you go to punch, quickly twist your hand around, to punch them with your knuckles. Then quickly pull your hand back into place, protecting your nose. Now practise that. Good."

She carried on with some more moves, and defensive things. "Okay, now one of my favourites is GST. Anyone know what that stand for? No?" Seeing a shake of heads, she went on.

"GST stands for Grab, Sqweese, Twist. In other words, you grab the male genitals, pull on them, sqweese them and twist them. This just say, means that the attacker wont be having babies for a long while."

The class laughed. "Alright, that's it for today, if you would like further classes, please see me after class."

Tomoyo and Sakura walked to the door. "Are you sure you don't want to take extra classes?" Tomoyo questioned Sakura. Sakura shook her head. "No, Robert will get suspicous."

"Okay, where abouts do you live, Sakura?"

"I live on Randelton Road, yourself?"

"I live on Gillies Street. About 10 minutes away from you. Listen, if you ever need someone to talk to, then...hold on."

Tomoyo, opened up her hand bag and took out a pen and paper. "I usually have mother's business cards for this, but we only just arrived so yeah, sorry about that." She started scribbling down something.

To Sakura, it didn't matter if she had a business card, the less formal looking things Sakura had, the less suspicous Robert was. Tomoyo handed her the sheet of paper, it read. "Tomoyo Daidouji, 134 Gillies Street, Tomoeda. 557-9834."

"Like I was saying, if you need someone to talk to, I'll always be ready to listen to you. On one condition though."

Sakura looked at her, confusion clear in her eyes. "And what's that?" She asked politely.

"That we can be friends." Tomoyo said, with a huge smile.

Sakura, smiled back. "It would be a pleasure being friends with you, Miss Daidouji."

"Tomoyo, just...Tomoyo."

Sakura laughed as they parted, "Goodbye Tomoyo. Thank you so much for today!" Waving goodbye, and setting off home.

"Your welcome, Sakura." Tomoyo said quietly. 'You'll have to tell them soon Sakura, before something terrible happens.' she thought sorrowly.