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Chapter 2

Broken Bonds

They had the same cabdriver the next morning. "Did yous like the hotel?" he asked while literally throwing their stuff into the trunk.

"Yeah it's very nice," Sakura replied once she got into the cab.

Tomoyo and Syaoran followed her. Tomoyo didn't really get to see the driver before. He was really short and chubby with greyish brown hair with a plaid hat covering his bald spot and a grey moustache. "Blindfolded girl, how do you like England so far?" the driver got in and the cab bounced down.

"It's okay," Tomoyo lied.

"Oh yeahs, I haven't introduced me self. The name's Johnny," he slightly tilted his hat.

"It's nice to meet you," Sakura then pulled out Eriol's address and gave it to Johnny.

Johnny laughed, "This guy's last name's quite a mouthful, He-rah-gee-saw-wah."

They spent the rest of the ride listening to Johnny pronounce Hiiragizawa. Tomoyo stared out her window. She watched the big church get closer and closer. Her father lived right across the street from the church, and next to a big mansion. Before she moved to Tomoeda, she lived with her father. Every day when she was little, she'd go out onto the balcony and she'd talk to the person standing in the mansion's window. She told him all about her days, and just before they moved she sang for the person. She never saw who the person was; she only saw his silhouette. Everyone told her that the mansion was haunted, but she didn't believe him or her. 'What was that song again?' She learnt the song when she was four. She couldn't remember it.

They stopped in between the mansion and her father's house. Johnny got out and took out their entire luggage out of the trunk. "Oh no," Tomoyo wanted to scream, "Sakura. Out of all of the towns in England, why did you choose Morgan?"

"Why?"

"That's my father's house," Tomoyo pointed at the medium sized house beside the mansion.

"Well, then you're neighbours with Eriol, because that's his mansion," Syaoran finally spoke.

They got out of the cab and walked up to the mansion's door. Tomoyo reluctantly knocked on the door. A tall girl answered the door. "TOMOYO! SYAORAN! SAKURA!" she squealed and hugged the group of friends, "Suppi, Eriol, we have company!"

"Well, well. If it isn't the little wench that the master's in love with," Suppi said coldly.

"Suppi!" Nakuru slapped the catlike animal, "Sorry."

Tomoyo weakly smiled. "I'll show you guys to your rooms. I have no clue where Eriol is," Nakuru shrugged.

At the top of the stairs was Syaoran's room, to the left of his room was Sakura's, and beside Sakura's was Tomoyo's.

…In the kitchen…

"What was Nakuru shouting about?" Eriol took his glasses of and laid them on the counter.

He placed the kettle on the stove and waited.

… Upstairs…

Nakuru looked down the staircase and saw Eriol waiting by the counter. "Nakuru, where's your kitchen? Sakura and I are thirsty," Tomoyo asked from behind Nakuru.

'This girl has the weirdest timing in the world!' Nakuru thought to herself. "Just go downstairs and to the left. Do you want me to come with you?" Nakuru offered.

"No, it's okay," Tomoyo smiled then headed down the stairs.

…Back in the kitchen…

Eriol tilted his head back, 'So Tomoyo doesn't hate, but she acts like she does. That's pretty smart, Tomoyo.' A raven-haired girl stepped into the kitchen. Right away her eyes were set on Eriol. "Tomoyo? When did you guys get here?"

"Couple minutes ago," Tomoyo was looking around the kitchen with a confused look on her face.

"Glasses are in that cupboard," Eriol pointed to the cupboard over the sink.

"How did you…" Tomoyo then frowned, "Stop reading my mind."

She opened the cupboard and took two glasses. She hurriedly filled the glasses and went upstairs. "At least she didn't yell at me," Eriol replaced his glasses.

"WHAT A CREEP!" Tomoyo's voice came through the floor.

"I stand corrected," he laughed.

…Sakura's room…

"What happened?" Sakura panicked.

"Nothing, I just saw Eriol," Tomoyo sighed.

"What happened?" Sakura repeated.

"He's reading my mind! I have no privacy whatsoever," she groaned.

There was a knock on the door. Sakura jumped off her bed and opened it. "Hi Sakura!" Nakuru waved, "I was wondering if you guys would like to go on a tour of Morgan."

"I'd love to go!" Sakura clapped her hands together, "How bout you Tomoyo?"

"I've seen it enough, thanks," Tomoyo laid down on Sakura's bed.

"Um… Can Syaoran come?" Sakura asked, starting to blush.

"Of course!" Nakuru jumped for joy, "The more the merrier."

Sakura left the room. Tomoyo began to think, 'I wonder if Eriol lived in this house all his life. If he did, then all I have to do is find out which room is facing my father's balcony.' She began to remember fragments of the song that she sang.

…Downstairs…

"Eriol, we'll be back soon okay?" Nakuru said halfway out the door.

"Okay," Eriol closed the door behind them and then he locked it.

He heard a door close behind him. Tomoyo glared at him and walked over to her room. "I don't believe for one second that you hate me," Eriol crossed his arms and leaned on the door.

"I can't believe you even have the nerve to speak to me!" she snapped.

"Yell at me all you want Tomoyo," Eriol frowned, "It isn't going to make me go away."

"So maybe if I yelled at you before, you wouldn't have left me!" she shouted.

"There was nothing left for me in Tomoeda. I just had to do one simple task to complete, and then I had to go back!"

"There was nothing left for you there?" he nodded; she laughed, "So I'm nothing to you."

"I didn't say that."

"Just leave me alone Eriol!" she screamed, then slammed the door.

… Tomoyo's bedroom…

Tomoyo walked over to her pillow, covered her face with it, and let out a scream. "Just calm down Tomoyo," she looked over at her bag.

She unzipped it and unhurriedly pulled out an art book and flipped through the pages. "Why did you have to leave?" Tomoyo whispered, "Everything would have been much easier."

She viewed the only magical picture in the book. She couldn't stop thinking about Eriol. She was having illusions that he was right beside her. The last time she was in Penguin Park, she saw him standing exactly where they first kissed. He looked so real… She stopped her thoughts from going on. She had to get out of this house now! She put her coat on and went down the stairs. She looked around and didn't see Eriol anywhere. She then opened the door and walked down the street. She stopped at her father's house. 'I have to face my fears sooner or later,' she sighed and rang his doorbell. She heard heavy footsteps running towards the door. "Yes?" her father said as the door swung open.

"Hi dad," Tomoyo greeted.

"T-Tomoyo?" he stammered.

She noticed that he was only wearing a towel and he was completely wet. Tomoyo looked away. "Oh sorry honey," he chuckled.

"Baby, who is it?" a high-pitched voice came from inside.

Clara popped her head over his shoulder, "Oh hi Tammy! It's nice to see you again," she squeaked.

"Since when did she move in with you?" Tomoyo demanded.

"Umm… actually sweetheart, uh…" he started, "C-come on in, make yourself at home.

Tomoyo nodded then entered the house. Her father went down the hallway, but Clara stayed. "So what brings you to the neighbourhood?" she then let out a really high giggle.

It was like nails running down a chalkboard. "I'm actually staying with this really arrogant liar and I just wanted to get away from him," Tomoyo rolled her eyes.

"Reminds me of the guys I used to go out with two months ago," Clara went into the kitchen.

"But haven't you been going out with my dad for six months?"

"Yeah, what's your point?"

'Oh God! This woman is terrible!' Tomoyo sighed. "I'm going to go out into the balcony," she stormed out of the room.

Tomoyo smiled once she escaped that intolerable woman. She ran her hands over the metal railing and stared at the window. She was still not able to see through the window and now there was no longer a shadow that remained there. "I wonder if I'll ever be able to finish singing that song for you," she laughed, "Then again, how could I if you're not even there? Maybe I was going crazy after all. I mean, like… I never got to see your face, and I don't really remember your voice… if you even spoke to me that is."

Tomoyo leaned against the brick wall of the house, "When I left, my mom brought me to Japan. I had no one to talk to for years… until grade four, when I met my best friend Sakura! I wish you could have met her, she's super energetic and she barely holds grudges. I videotape her all the time. Hm, let's see who else? Afterwards, I met Syaoran and Meilin. Those two are a bit hard to get along with at first, but afterwards… they'll probably be the most comforting people in the world. And now there's one more. I'm not really friends with him anymore, but here I am staying at his house… I don't know, maybe I'm just unforgiving. It wasn't so bad… you know, what he did and all, but it still hurt. I want to forgive him again because in a way, he hasn't really left my heart."

Tomoyo stared down bellow the balcony. When she was younger, it seemed to be so high up. She heard the door slide open. "I see you still enjoy talking to that window," her father's voice came from behind her.

"He was my only friend when I was little. There's nothing that could change that," I shook my head, "So why is she here?"

Clara pranced out of the house and smiled. "Well um, you see," he cleared his throat, "Clara and I are… uh."

"Go ahead. Tell her!" Clara rubbed his shoulder.

"We are getting," he continued then paused, "Um engaged."

"That means she's going to be like my mother?" Tomoyo pointed out.

"That's right! I'm going to be your new mommy!" Clara beamed.

"No… no…" tears began to form in Tomoyo's eyes, "You will never even come close to being my mother; you'll be too busy screwing my dad! And as for you," Tomoyo pointed at her father, "I can't believe that we're even related! You haven't even wished me a happy birthday for ten years!"

Tears were just flowing out of her eyes, the last time she felt this bad was when Eriol told her that he was leaving. She ran back to Eriol's mansion. She went straight through the door, up the stairs, and into her room. No matter how much she tried to avoid it, she just kept getting hurt.

…Across the hall…

'Was she crying?' Eriol walked over to her door and knocked. "Tomoyo, are you okay?" he asked softly.

All he could hear was her cries. He opened the door and saw Tomoyo sitting against her bed weeping. He kneeled down beside her, "What happened?" Eriol asked but she didn't answer.

Tomoyo wasn't able to talk anymore. She was in too much pain right now. She felt Eriol's arms pull her into an embrace. 'I just saw my dad,' she spoke to him through thought, 'His girlfriend moved in with them and when I saw them, they were in the middle of taking a shower together.' "Your dad lives in Morgan?" he asked.

'He lives next door,' she thought. Eriol didn't reply, he was examining the sketchbook on Tomoyo's bed. 'That couldn't be mine. Could it?' he asked himself. He listened to Tomoyo's breathing get slower and slower, as she tried to stop crying. "You know what?" she finally spoke.

"What?" he gently fingers through her hair.

"I promised myself that I would never cry again after you left," she let out a faint laugh.

He rested his head on hers, "Are you ever going to forgive me?"

Tomoyo closed her eyes, "I don't know," she said tiredly.

Eriol felt her loosen her grip on him. He knew she was falling asleep. He waited for a little bit longer before he picked her up and put her on the bed. He touched the doorknob, but he remembered the art book. He opened it up. There were a few pages ripped out from the front, but the ripped pages stopped at the picture he drew of their first kiss. He touched the page where the two figures were. He closed the book and placed it on her dresser. He then decided to go to his library.

…Later on…

The door swung open. "We're home!" Nakuru yelled.

Sakura and Syaoran followed her in. They heard someone walking around above them on the third floor. "Why doesn't anyone show up at the door anymore?" Nakuru frowned. She looked down at Sakura, and grabbed her hand, "Come on! I have something for you."

They both left Syaoran alone downstairs. Eriol came down the third floor's staircase. He smiled at Syaoran, "Hi Syaoran! Would you like a drink?"

"Sure."

Eriol walked over to the sink and filled up two glasses of water, he then handed a glass to Syaoran. Syaoran sipped his water, "Should I ripped your guts out now or later?"

Eriol whipped around, "What?"

"You hurt Tomoyo," Syaoran angrily stared at Eriol.

Eriol remembered now. They were in Tomoyo's garden. Syaoran walked up to Eriol, and whispered in his ear. "Listen Hiiragizawa, if you hurt Tomoyo, I'm going to rip your guts out and force feed them to you," he said happily.

Syaoran put his glass down. "Shoot," he said beneath his breath, "Syaoran, let's discuss this calmly."

He walked up to Eriol, making his hand into a fist. Eriol ducked as Syaoran swung his fist at him. "I didn't mean to hurt her," Eriol tried to escape but it was no use.

"Shut up Hiiragizawa! I've been waiting to do this for a whole year," Syaoran then tackled him down to the floor.

He began to punch Eriol as if he were a punching bag. Eriol pushed Syaoran off of him. Once on his feet, Eriol pushed Syaoran right into a table knocking a glass vase.

…Tomoyo's room…

The sound of shattered glass made Tomoyo's eyes open. She looked around the room. 'Where's Eriol?' she wondered. Syaoran's voice traveled up the stairs, "Come on Eriol! You can put up a better fight than that!"

Tomoyo shot up and ran downstairs.

…Nakuru's room…

"What was that?" Nakuru ran out her room.

"It sounded like something breaking," Sakura followed Nakuru, "It sounded like Syaoran yelling."

Tomoyo ran to down the stairs. She stopped halfway down and looked up at Nakuru and Sakura. "What are you waiting for?" she screamed, "They're having a fight."

Tomoyo continued down the stairs. Sakura and Nakuru ran downstairs too. Eriol and Syaoran were both bleeding, hitting each other. "Syaoran! Stop hurting him!" Tomoyo tried to get Syaoran away from Eriol.

"I swore that I'd rip his guts out if he hurt you, so that's what I'm going to do, so back off," he pushed Tomoyo to the floor.

Tomoyo felt furious. She took Syaoran by the collar and threw him against the wall. "Don't you ever do that again or else…" she whispered something into his ear.

Syaoran raised his eyebrows, "That's not possible."

"I'm a Daidouji, I CAN MAKE IT HAPPEN!" she yelled.

"Tomoyo!" Sakura shouted, "He was only trying to defend you!"

"I can fight my own fights Sakura, I don't need your help every time I get into a crisis," Tomoyo shouted back.

Sakura then imitated Syaoran and pushed her down to the floor. Tomoyo got to her feet and pushed her as well. At that moment they were at each other's neck. Sakura grabbed Tomoyo by the hair and pulled her head downwards. Tomoyo was shouting in pain, trying to pry Sakura's hands off of her hair. "ENOUGH!" Nakuru shrieked, "I feel like a chaperone! Syaoran and Sakura, go upstairs. Tomoyo and Eriol, stay down here. Don't go near each other or else you'll have to deal with me!"

They all shivered with fear. "Now I'm going up to the third floor. If I hear any fighting, I won't be happy at all," Nakuru left the room and went up to the top floor.

Syaoran and Sakura went upstairs. Eriol and Tomoyo heard two doors slam. Tomoyo went over to the kitchen, took a clean cloth, and soaked it with water. Eriol looked up at her, "You didn't have to do that," he told her guiltily.

"It wouldn't be the first time that I hurt Syaoran, and it probably won't be the last," Tomoyo wiped the blood off of his face.