Beforehand:
Score. I love you guys that reviewed. RavensFollower, sunchild-natsuko, sunnflower, Amber, and Awai-umi! Thank you!
Yes, be pissed off at Syao. He's stupid for doing what he did. Just to answer some questions.
But how did Sakura kill herself, or try to? Did she like slit herself...?
She was anorexic, but he came back and yelled his stupid head off at her and she responded with the blonde slut. Then she went to slit her wrists. Yes.
Amber- Darling, yes. Syaoron's an idiot. Keep that in mind. And calm down.
The next chapter's dedicated to my first five reviewers!
Oh yeah. We're in normal point of view again.
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Tomoyo sat on the airplane to Hong Kong. And for the first time in her life, she was impatient to get to her destination. Syaoron hadn't explained anything to her or Eriol. 'Asshole' she thought. 'he did this whole thing to her. Now he calls me and says I should go back to effin Japan? Why am I doing this?!'
Eriol noticed her inner battle and held her hand gently. "I know." Was all he had to say to her for the whole trip. When their flight landed, it was a ten minute run to the next gate to board the plane to Japan.
Syaoron was sitting in a seat, contemplating his thoughts carefully. Why had Touya called after a whole year? Had she been so pissed off at him to wait that long? "No," he whispered. "She could have waited longer to call."
"That's a sign of insanity." A voice interrupted. Eriol. "And you being insane isn't good for the clan or the cards."
"Wh—oh yeah." He edged closer to the window, avoiding Tomoyo's dangerous looks. "Here. I'll explain.
"I got a phone call. Touya had decided to call me and yell his fat head off. Typical. Anyway, her voice was so... raspy. I heard her yell at me, at Touya. He told me to come back to Japan immediately. Then I called you. And here we are."
Tomoyo was going to get ready to scream when the flight attendant told her to take her seat. No, it wasn't the best reunion. Tomoyo had found out about his 'topless fling' and she was furious at him. Syaoron threw sarcastic remarks at any question that wasn't on the topic of Sakura.
"When—"
"In a hundred years."
"I didn't even finish you ass!"
"Sucks to be you."
"You changed Syaoron. I don't know why Touya would want you back in his house. Much less seeing Sakura."
"Dammit you don't get it woman! I love Sakura!" his speech was cut off.
"SYAORON DARLING!" A tall blonde woman dressed in a sluttish outfit came over to them and sat on Syaoron's lap, kissing him in front of Eriol and Tomoyo. "You love me, not that whore you told me about in Japan. I was just flying in to see if I could find you again!" Her tongue was down his throat.
Tomoyo was ready to murder the blonde. "Hey blonde. What happened when a blonde and a brunette fell off a cliffe? Who died first?"
"Blonde jokes are for people who are severely hair-ist." (like sexist. Get it?)
Tomoyo shot a look that was meant to kill and went to the bathroom. Eriol just stared at the butt that was shoved in his face. Did it begin to smell or was it him?
"Get the hell off of me you American slut!" Syaoron yelled almost too loud. "Whore. Bag of shit. Phony. Prostitute." The last word he said, he meant. He hated her now. She used him and showed it to the public. Secretly taping her and him together. That's how all the photos came out.
She pouted and went back to her seat. "Ouch man. If I were her, I'd feel really lucky."
"What is this? Syaoron's PMSing."
"Dammit Tomoyo. No I'm not."
"Next thing you know Syaoron you're gonna be in tears."
"Tomoyo." Eriol warned.
"No wait. That will be Sakura. Don't you love hidden cameras?" Tomoyo smirked. "They only take photos. So anything that I have a picture of, show to Sakura. You're dead."
"You want me dead Tomoyo. Is that it?"
"No. I just want to see you suffer."
The airplane ride lasted for hours. Or so it seemed. Tomoyo and Eriol talked quietly to each other, alienating Syaoron from any conversation. But Syaoron still managed to pick up on bits and pieces of the conversation.
"Loneliness does a man no good Tom."
"Neither does locking himself up in the clan."
"The clan is his job."
He drifted in and out of every conversation. The one he listened intently on was:
"Eriol, he's changed so much."
"No. Well yes he has. But its because of... well you know."
"I miss the days we'd sit online and talk for hours about jack."
"I know babe. But its gone. Sakura changed her screenname—" Syaoron saw Tomoyo bite her lip, he smirked and looked back out the window; pretending not to pay any attention. "So did he. We can't contact them in any way."
"But the phone."
"Private calls only for both of them. They don't want to be contacted."
"Its his fault. It always has been."
Syaoron sat there in a boiling pot of anger. They had been referring to Syaoron as 'he' or 'him' and it began to piss him off. But they were sitting on an airplane and he couldn't yell without people staring. He hated public airplanes.
The airplane landed and Syaoron took off. 'Why the hell am I taking these people back to Sakura. It should be ME and ME only. Damn, now I sound like some possessive abuser.' He hailed a taxi and got in, leaving Tomoyo and Eriol behind.
They took their own taxi and smiled at each other. "Hidden cameras?" Eriol showed his signature Cheshire cat grin.
"I wasn't lying." Tomoyo said in all seriousness. Eriol's grin grew. Tomoyo kissed him quickly and leaned her head down on his shoulder.
Syaoron sat in the taxi. His anger only boiling even more as he sat in silence. He thought of Sakura. "She had a good idea. Maybe I should take a page from her book, scare everyone outta their mind as I try and kill myself. Even better, maybe I should just die and fall off the face of the earth."
Still kissing in the taxi as they reached the hotel, Eriol looked at Tomoyo quickly before muttering. "Syaoron—PMS?" They laughed as they took their luggage and walked into the grand hotel.
Score. I love you guys that reviewed. RavensFollower, sunchild-natsuko, sunnflower, Amber, and Awai-umi! Thank you!
Yes, be pissed off at Syao. He's stupid for doing what he did. Just to answer some questions.
But how did Sakura kill herself, or try to? Did she like slit herself...?
She was anorexic, but he came back and yelled his stupid head off at her and she responded with the blonde slut. Then she went to slit her wrists. Yes.
Amber- Darling, yes. Syaoron's an idiot. Keep that in mind. And calm down.
The next chapter's dedicated to my first five reviewers!
Oh yeah. We're in normal point of view again.
---
Tomoyo sat on the airplane to Hong Kong. And for the first time in her life, she was impatient to get to her destination. Syaoron hadn't explained anything to her or Eriol. 'Asshole' she thought. 'he did this whole thing to her. Now he calls me and says I should go back to effin Japan? Why am I doing this?!'
Eriol noticed her inner battle and held her hand gently. "I know." Was all he had to say to her for the whole trip. When their flight landed, it was a ten minute run to the next gate to board the plane to Japan.
Syaoron was sitting in a seat, contemplating his thoughts carefully. Why had Touya called after a whole year? Had she been so pissed off at him to wait that long? "No," he whispered. "She could have waited longer to call."
"That's a sign of insanity." A voice interrupted. Eriol. "And you being insane isn't good for the clan or the cards."
"Wh—oh yeah." He edged closer to the window, avoiding Tomoyo's dangerous looks. "Here. I'll explain.
"I got a phone call. Touya had decided to call me and yell his fat head off. Typical. Anyway, her voice was so... raspy. I heard her yell at me, at Touya. He told me to come back to Japan immediately. Then I called you. And here we are."
Tomoyo was going to get ready to scream when the flight attendant told her to take her seat. No, it wasn't the best reunion. Tomoyo had found out about his 'topless fling' and she was furious at him. Syaoron threw sarcastic remarks at any question that wasn't on the topic of Sakura.
"When—"
"In a hundred years."
"I didn't even finish you ass!"
"Sucks to be you."
"You changed Syaoron. I don't know why Touya would want you back in his house. Much less seeing Sakura."
"Dammit you don't get it woman! I love Sakura!" his speech was cut off.
"SYAORON DARLING!" A tall blonde woman dressed in a sluttish outfit came over to them and sat on Syaoron's lap, kissing him in front of Eriol and Tomoyo. "You love me, not that whore you told me about in Japan. I was just flying in to see if I could find you again!" Her tongue was down his throat.
Tomoyo was ready to murder the blonde. "Hey blonde. What happened when a blonde and a brunette fell off a cliffe? Who died first?"
"Blonde jokes are for people who are severely hair-ist." (like sexist. Get it?)
Tomoyo shot a look that was meant to kill and went to the bathroom. Eriol just stared at the butt that was shoved in his face. Did it begin to smell or was it him?
"Get the hell off of me you American slut!" Syaoron yelled almost too loud. "Whore. Bag of shit. Phony. Prostitute." The last word he said, he meant. He hated her now. She used him and showed it to the public. Secretly taping her and him together. That's how all the photos came out.
She pouted and went back to her seat. "Ouch man. If I were her, I'd feel really lucky."
"What is this? Syaoron's PMSing."
"Dammit Tomoyo. No I'm not."
"Next thing you know Syaoron you're gonna be in tears."
"Tomoyo." Eriol warned.
"No wait. That will be Sakura. Don't you love hidden cameras?" Tomoyo smirked. "They only take photos. So anything that I have a picture of, show to Sakura. You're dead."
"You want me dead Tomoyo. Is that it?"
"No. I just want to see you suffer."
The airplane ride lasted for hours. Or so it seemed. Tomoyo and Eriol talked quietly to each other, alienating Syaoron from any conversation. But Syaoron still managed to pick up on bits and pieces of the conversation.
"Loneliness does a man no good Tom."
"Neither does locking himself up in the clan."
"The clan is his job."
He drifted in and out of every conversation. The one he listened intently on was:
"Eriol, he's changed so much."
"No. Well yes he has. But its because of... well you know."
"I miss the days we'd sit online and talk for hours about jack."
"I know babe. But its gone. Sakura changed her screenname—" Syaoron saw Tomoyo bite her lip, he smirked and looked back out the window; pretending not to pay any attention. "So did he. We can't contact them in any way."
"But the phone."
"Private calls only for both of them. They don't want to be contacted."
"Its his fault. It always has been."
Syaoron sat there in a boiling pot of anger. They had been referring to Syaoron as 'he' or 'him' and it began to piss him off. But they were sitting on an airplane and he couldn't yell without people staring. He hated public airplanes.
The airplane landed and Syaoron took off. 'Why the hell am I taking these people back to Sakura. It should be ME and ME only. Damn, now I sound like some possessive abuser.' He hailed a taxi and got in, leaving Tomoyo and Eriol behind.
They took their own taxi and smiled at each other. "Hidden cameras?" Eriol showed his signature Cheshire cat grin.
"I wasn't lying." Tomoyo said in all seriousness. Eriol's grin grew. Tomoyo kissed him quickly and leaned her head down on his shoulder.
Syaoron sat in the taxi. His anger only boiling even more as he sat in silence. He thought of Sakura. "She had a good idea. Maybe I should take a page from her book, scare everyone outta their mind as I try and kill myself. Even better, maybe I should just die and fall off the face of the earth."
Still kissing in the taxi as they reached the hotel, Eriol looked at Tomoyo quickly before muttering. "Syaoron—PMS?" They laughed as they took their luggage and walked into the grand hotel.