First of all my apologies.... I'm really sorry for not updating for SOOOO long. Well, I have my reasons. But anyway I'm back.... so here's the continuation.... of the story... Enjoy!

Chapter 3:

It Had Been Fated (Part 1)

"I could have been there for them," muttered a person while he looked at the fireplace of his house. The fire was red, fiery and dancing while giving out the light and heat its suppose to. Eriol had finally arrived home. He did not know why but he was feeling very tired all of a sudden

"You could… I know you could…"

"But… I was too late…"

"It's not your fault… master… You… You did not know it until the last minute…"

"Yes… I… I……… did… not know…"

There was silence between the two figures in the room. Eriol sat in his favorite armchair as usual while still glancing at the dancing flames in the hearth of the fire. Beside him was an enormous catlike creature with wings. It was sitting there enjoying itself because fire was one of the elements, which was used in creating it.

However, he, the cat was not truly happy. He knew how his master felt and was trying his very best to console the master, Eriol. He had always been close to Eriol as long as he remembered. When he was still young, Eriol's power has not yet fully developed to its fullest and it was still growing now. However, not to long ago, Eriol finally had enough power to sustain him in his fully evolved form.

"I need to go out for a while…"

"What?"

However, Eriol had got off his seat and was already at the door. "Tell Nakuru that I would not be back for dinner. Tell her that I am sorry OK," he said and with that went out of the door. From the windows, Spinel Sun saw the lights from his master's convertible and then slowly they become fainter and fainter until finally there was nothing but darkness…

Neon lights were shining brightly as a young girl sat at a corner of a discotheque. On the table beside her glasses of wine had been drunk. Her face was red because of the wine but she kept on drinking.

She felt her head spin and finally decided that she had drank enough and thought of going home. Besides, it was quite late into the night already. Groggily, she stood up and went towards the exit………

"Hey pretty, do you want to dance?"

A young man who was only a few years older than the young girl had approached her. Without waiting for a reply, he encircled her around her waist. She tried to push him away but his grip tightened. Her head was spinning worse than ever. Her vision blurred… The dance floor was slowly disappearing from her sight. Then she realized, 'There had been something in my drinks…'

"No!" she cried but it only came out as a small moan. She saw the man looked at her with her disgusting smile. She could not see his face clearly as five or six figures of the same man came into her vision. She thought she heard someone called her name but darkness swept over her… for the second time that day.

She woke up finding herself on a soft bed. Her head still felt painful and she was a little bit dizzy. However, she could see that the room was very beautifully furnished. The carpeting was wonderful and the curtains bright. There were a few pictures hanging on the walls. Sunrays beaming through the window, she could see that it was already morning.

It was not her bedroom or her house for that matter. She would have been scared but the place seemed very familiar to her. It was as though as she had been in this house before even though she felt like a stranger to her surroundings.

'What happened? Why am I here?' the young lady wondered. Her question was soon answered when someone came into the room. She turned to the door to see who it was…

"Tomoyo-chan…"

"Nakuru-san!" Tomoyo cried out in relief knowing for sure that her instincts had been right about that place being safe.

"Tomoyo-chan… you're awake… Finally… You got me very worried, you know that…" Nakuru said. It was hard to believe but Nakuru had grown up to be a mature woman over the last five years. Nobody, who would have known her before her change, would have ever believed that 'that' would actually happen.

"I'm fine, Nakuru-san. There's no need for you to worry"

"Look at you! You look very pale…"

"I'm OK…really…"

"You know what, I'm going to the kitchen to make you some soup. In the meantime you should try taking a bath. I dare say you'll need it, right?"

Nakuru was going to walk out of the room but then she remembered something…

"Oops, I almost forgot. After you finished taking the bath, look in the wardrobe over there. That's where I keep most of the clothes, which I couldn't fit in anymore. They're still in good condition though and I think you could fit well in them."

"Nakuru-san…"

"Yes…"

"How did I get here?"

"That…" Nakuru smiled, "… it'll be better if you ask Eriol-sama himself…"

Tomoyo did not know how to reply to Nakuru's statement. However, she could feel a sudden twitch in her heart although she did not know what that meant.

Tbc....

The next chapter should come soon......So.... Meanwhile could someone contribute some reviews? Arigato!