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Chapter 1

Katoya

Sakura opened her umbrella. The rain fell gently, "I hate rain," Sakura growled.

"It's not so bad," Tomoyo protested.

It had been four months since they had gone to Morgan. It was three weeks until Christmas time, and Tomoyo wished that Eriol could be with her. She looked into the trees and saw a figure standing on a branch, watching her and Sakura. "Tomoyo? Tomoyo! We're at your house," Sakura's voice interrupted.

"Oh yeah, you're right," Tomoyo drew her attention away from the trees.

"What's are you loo-"

"Sakura!" Sonomi ran out of the house with her umbrella.

Tomoyo looked back into the trees, 'It must be Syaoran… It has to be,' but the figure was gone. She looked back at Sakura. Sonomi was complementing her on how nice her dresses were. "Tomoyo! Isn't she so fashionable?" Sonomi asked.

"Yup. Because I made her clothes," Tomoyo smiled, hoping that her mother would acknowledge her.

"Really," Sonomi took a second look at the clothes, "Yes, well, the clothes are a bit out of style but they look so good on Sakura! You definitely have to improve your sewing my dear daughter."

Tomoyo frowned, 'Just once, could she pay some attention to me?' "Come with me Sakura, I have some cookies for you to bring home, Tomoyo's aunt baked them, but I'm sure that Tomoyo wouldn't like them, would you honey?" Sonomi questioned.

"Of course not," Tomoyo obeyed her mother's wishes.

Little innocent Tomoyo. 'Why do you let her control you?' a voice in her head demanded. People would always spoke about Tomoyo. About how she was the perfect daughter, "She's like an angel."

"She doesn't do anything wrong."

"She always listens to her mother."

"She's very organized."

"Such a good role-model."

"She's so perfect."

That last one always bothered her. Perfect. Sonomi definitely didn't think so. "Are you coming?" Sakura asked.

"I'll catch up, I just need to check something out," Tomoyo looked over at the trees.

"You want me to come?"

"No," Tomoyo walked into the crowd of trees.

Sakura shrugged and headed into the Daidouji Manor. Tomoyo look up at every branch. Water was falling from the leaves and into her eyes. Tomoyo shut her eyes to stop the stinging. "Ow!" Tomoyo rubbed her eyes.

Her vision became blurry, but she saw a boy standing in front of her. She had no idea who it was, "Syaoran?"

…Daidouji Manor…

Sakura sat quietly in the living room. A young lady with long black hair, wearing a pure white dress strode into the room. She looked very much like a porcelain doll, very fragile and pale. "Sakura, I haven't seen you in a long time," the lady remarked.

Sakura didn't recognize the woman at all. The lady smiled, "Of course you wouldn't remember me. I'm your Aunt Katoya," she smiled.

"I'm back!" Sonomi came in with a box of cookies.

Katoya grabbed a cookie from the box. "Where's Tomoyo?" Katoya asked.

"Of course, how could I have forgotten?" Sonomi wondered, "Sakura, can you please fetch Tomoyo please?"

Sakura stood and ran outside. "Lovely child," Katoya sat on the sofa, taping her long fingers on the cushion.

"Yes," Sonomi replied, "Sometimes I even wish that Sakura was my daughter instead of Tomoyo."

"You have become colder over the years," Katoya smirked, "But, Tomoyo is just as strong as Sakura. She has a power locked inside her that is being saved for that 'Special Moment.' Let's just hope we can take control over her."

Sonomi looked at her little cousin, "What do you mean by-"

Katoya's head turned to the window. She smiled malevolently. Katoya eyed the bowl of grapes on the coffee table; she reached for it and grabbed a handful of fruits. "He's here," she tossed a grape in her mouth.

…In the crowd of trees…

"Try again," the boy's familiar voice replied.

Tomoyo rubbed her eyes once again; she had to be imagining things. She heard Eriol's voice. 'I must be hearing things,' Tomoyo's vision cleared and she looked at the boy again, "Eriol!" Tomoyo flung her arms around him, "You weren't supposed to come for another two months."

"Well if you don't want me here then I guess I can leave and come back then," Eriol laughed.

Tomoyo frowned, "You know what? You should leave! I can't believe you even came here, especially during Christmas time. Way to ruin my favourite holiday!" her frown became a smile, "So when did you get back?"

"This morning," Eriol wiped the raindrops from his glasses, "You want to go for a walk?"

"Sure!" Tomoyo beamed, "Oh, wait. I forgot about mom. She'd probably want me to keep my Aunt company."

Sakura's voice called out Tomoyo's name. Tomoyo didn't want to go, but she didn't want to worry anyone. "I'll come to your house tonight, okay?" Tomoyo gave him one last hug; "I really need a break from my mom."

"Okay," Eriol waved goodbye then disappeared into thin air.

"Show-off," Tomoyo giggled.

Sakura ran up to her, "Who were you talking to?"

"Um… No one," Tomoyo lied.

She didn't want to tell Sakura that Eriol was in Tomoeda, for she felt a bit jealous of Sakura. 'I don't know why I'm so envious of her,' Tomoyo sighed. They entered the house and joined Katoya and Sonomi in the living room. "There you are!" Sonomi exclaimed, "You're soaking wet! Go change."

Tomoyo went up to her room and opened her closet. She scanned the closet and pulled out a lilac coloured dress with silk ribbons tying around the waist. She undressed and put on the dry clothing. "Someday I won't listen to you, mother," she mumbled before departing her room.

"Your dress is so beautiful Tomoyo," Katoya said from behind her.

Tomoyo turned around to face her aunt, "Thank you Aunt Katoya."

"Your mother may seem bossy sometimes, but she only wants what's best for you," Katoya smiled.

Tomoyo gave a fake smile, 'No she doesn't!' "I know," Tomoyo lied.

They headed down the stairs and joined Sonomi. "Where's Sakura?" Tomoyo asked.

"Unfortunately she had to go," Sonomi showed displeasure, "She had to go see her boyfriend. Why don't you have a boyfriend?"

Tomoyo looked over at the clock. 'Since Sakura's gone, maybe I can leave early,' Tomoyo took in a deep breath, "I do have a boyfriend, so can I go to his house now, since her just came back this morning?"

"No!" Sonomi snapped.

Katoya coughed to cover her giggles. Tomoyo tilted her head, 'I don't think she likes Eriol,' Tomoyo's conscience bursted out into fury, 'That's just typical of her. The only good thing in my life is something she hates!' "I mean…" Sonomi stopped to think, "Your Aunt Katoya just came, and I want you to spend time with her."

"Yes mom," Tomoyo hung her head.

…Syaoran's apartment…

Sakura tapped her foot on the floor. She watched Syaoran dig through his room, looking for something. "How am I supposed to help you if you don't tell me what you're looking for?"

"One second," Syaoran continued searching.

Sakura sat on his bed; it was covered in clean shirts. She began to fold the shirts. "I don't get it. Where did it go?" Syaoran looked around his room again.

Sakura gathered all the shirts into one pile. She then noticed a small box covered in pink wrapping paper wedged between the bed and the wall. She jerked it out and checked the label. It said, "To Sakura." She smiled. Syaoran looked up at her, "Oh you found it," he glanced over at the neatly folded shirts, "Thanks for folding the shirts."

Sakura shook the box curiously, but there was no sound. She then looked over at the shirts and grinned. 'I did do a good job.' Sakura stood up and walked out of the room, "You're welcome."

…Daidouji Manor…

Tomoyo sat unhappily across the room from Katoya. Tomoyo continued to glance over at the clock. Katoya had been writing in her notebook ever since Sakura left. Tomoyo gazed at the book. It was a black book with the word, "Diary," on the cover. "What's are you writing?" Tomoyo decided to make conversation.

Katoya looked up from the book, "Just my plans for this week."

"Go on," Tomoyo's interest grew in the book.

"I don't know," Katoya shrugged, "Maybe I'll just go see my friends son then I'll relax until the party. So why are you still here?"

"I don't think mother likes Eriol. Why else wouldn't she let me go see him?" Tomoyo groaned.

Katoya closed the book and lightly ran her hand over it, "Go, I'll be fine," Katoya looked up at Tomoyo, "Well, aren't you going?"

Tomoyo grabbed her coat and ran outside. "Why did you do that?" Sonomi walked into the room.

"It's very logical, the closer she gets to Eriol, the more it will hurt him to be killed by her," Katoya opened the book to the last few pages.

…Hiiragizawa Mansion…

"I hate that girl," Suppi hissed.

"Tomoyo is a great person, why are you so mean to her?" Nakuru carried the cat into her room.

Suppi flew up and landed on her bed. "Because she's a nuisance," Suppi closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The doorbell rung, and Nakuru and Suppi peeked out of her bedroom to see who it was. Eriol opened the door and let Tomoyo in. Suppi kicked the door closed, "I. Hate. That. Girl," he repeated slowly.

…Where Tomoyo and Eriol are…

Tomoyo looked up the staircase and saw Nakuru spying on them. Tomoyo shook her head, "She doesn't learn."

Eriol looked up at Nakuru's room, and saw her two eyes fixed on them. Eriol grabbed Tomoyo's hand and went upstairs. They went into the study, "There's no privacy in this house," Eriol rolled his eyes, "This is the only room with a barrier that repels them."

Tomoyo remained silent, lost in thought. "Are you okay?" Eriol asked.

Tomoyo snapped back to reality. "Eriol, do you think I'm a 'perfect daughter'?"

"Sure," Eriol shrugged, "You listen to your mom all the time, you're smart, you design cloths. And let's not forget you're a 'role-model.'" Eriol frowned as he said 'role-model.'

Tomoyo had heard people call him that countless of times. "I don't want to be a role-model anymore. I don't want to be perfect," Tomoyo complained, "Don't you feel the same way?"

"Of course, but what can we do?" Eriol's frown disappeared, "How about this. We stop being every parent's dream-child for one night."

Tomoyo thought about it for a couple of seconds, "Fine."

She walked over to his door and locked it. 'She's locking it? This will be interesting,' Eriol thought to himself, 'Well if we're not going to be ourselves, then I might as well not be a gentleman.' Eriol turned her around, pinned her against the wall, and began to kiss her lips. They didn't notice that the control they had over their bodies was slowly fading away. Tomoyo wrapped her arms around his neck, as he picked her up and laid her on his desk. He climbed up on top of her and they both received the same idea. 'What am I doing? We're too young!' the two thought, but they didn't stop. At that moment, they lost total control of their bodies.

…Outside of the Hiiragizawa Mansion…

A smile grew on the lips of the black-cloaked person, who stood outside. The person standing there had casted a spell that would make Eriol and Tomoyo loose control of themselves. "This should spice up our plans, Sonomi," Katoya turned from the house and glided away.

…Sakura's house…

Sakura browsed through the star cards. Kero floated around her head, "Why are you checking the cards?"

"Because the pile felt a lot lighter than usual," Sakura replied.

"Strange," Kero sat on the desk. He looked at the pink present in the corner of her desk, "Oooh, a gift from Syaoran, huh?"

Sakura blushed. "Oh so it is from him!" Kero teased.

Sakura ignored him and continued through the deck whispering each card's name. She shot up from her desk, "Kero! Six of the cards are missing!"