Yea, another chappie!!!...I hate exames...just thought you all might want to know that...they're next week...

Chapter 14: Rosaline decides—Tomoyo

"And then—Tomoyo, please tell me what's wrong. You've been, I don't know, different these last few weeks. It's not something I can exactly place my finger, but sometimes you're quite in a broody sort of way and then others it's a happy quiet." Sakura placed a hand on my shoulder. "Please tell me!"

"Nothing, nothing's wrong Sakura. Everything is absolutely perfect." Well, maybe not perfect, but things could definitely be a lot worse. At least no one had guessed yet. I smiled at her.

"Liar, now tell me."

I unwrapped the scarf and threw it on my bed. "You know that school in America I applied too? Well, they accepted me and I'm not sure if I should go." That was at least one part of the problem. "Mother doesn't like it, but it's a very good school and I'd really love to attend."

"Then you should." Sakura comforted. "If it's what you want, go for it!"

"It's not that simple. Mother is the one paying and there are other problems." I mumbled the last part while rifling through my closet. "What should I wear to the party this week end?"

"The red dress, it always looks good on you." Sakura sat down on the bed and fiddled with one of my many fashion magazines. "What are the other problems?"

I couldn't get out of this one and somehow I really wanted to tell someone. But how? The tests all confirmed it…my eating, the mood swings. Twice this week I couldn't eat breakfast. "It has to do with Eriol. You asked me to help him and I tried to, I really did." I took a deep breath, wanting to use as few words as possible. "But I fell for him Sakura, I fell hard."

"And Kaho came back." Sakura finished. "This is my fault. I never should have asked you to get close to him, then this wouldn't bother you so much." She hugged me and the red dress from behind. "So you want to go to America to get away from him."

"No," I whispered. "I needed to help him because I needed him to help me. If it weren't for Eriol, I would have no clue what it means to fall in love, or deal with pain, or take risks. It's not as simple as you make it out to be. When emotions get involved, everything complicates itself by ten, and Kaho doesn't make it any easier."

"First loves never die." She quoted and I scrunched up my nose.

"What about first loves that lie about being pregnant?"

"Oh my, did you say pregnant?"

"Yes."

"Like in nine months going to have a baby pregnant?"

"Yes, but she lied through her teeth, stupid woman!" I grumbled. "She's not pregnant and I know it for a fact, bloody liar."

Sakura shook her head. "It explains so much, why Eriol won't look at you or join us at the table anymore. But how do you know? She wouldn't just admit to the lie."

"It's easy to tell when you know exactly what all the symptoms are like. Of course they're different for all women, but some things are the same."

"What?"

I stepped into the closet and removed my clothes. The silky, shiny cloth slipped over my skin and snagged around my stomach. It bulged just slightly as I pulled it the rest of the way down. "It's simple, Sakura. Look at me, I'm starting to show, and Kaho isn't. I'm only one month along and she at least two.

"What?"

The mirror showed just what I thought it would, a slightly rounded tummy. "I mean, Sakura, in nine months I'm going to have a baby. I'm pregnant."

"You know the symptoms." Her voice was soft.

"Exactly! Kaho doesn't have strange cravings or morning sickness, and she should be at least a little pudgy! And you'd think she'd be happy and want to tell people, but no one knows!" I started pacing the floor. "She's obviously lying and he's just eating it up. I mean, how can he believe her? It's ridiculous, really! Don't you agree?" I whipped around and came face to face with Eriol.

"I think you two really need to talk." Sakura gently closed the door.

"Is that what you think? That Kaho is a liar?" He asked calmly but anger burned deep in his eyes. He must have only heard that last part of the conversation. Why would he start out with that line of questioning otherwise?

The look he glared gave me a glimpse at a possible future, one in which I might not exist. It scared me, the coldness in his eyes. But those eyes needed to see the truth, even if they would no longer look my way. "No, I don't. I believe it with all my heart. She's deceiving you Eriol and someone here needs to admit it, even if it's only me."

"You're just angry that I chose her! Besides, Kaho needs me and she loves me. I can't just abandon her!" He yelled.

Now was the moment, I could tell him everything and even the playing field. But looking at him, I didn't want Eriol to choose me because I was some helpless little girl who needed looking out for. I wanted Eriol to choose me because he saw me as a capable, wonderful woman. I couldn't tell him. "You know, you're right. I am angry, but it's your choice and I have no control over that. We had a lovely fling and I don't regret a thing. I hope you don't either." I said the words bitterly, not bothering to hide my pain. "Perhaps I am destined to play Rosaline, and if that's the case, then I must remove myself from you. Be happy Eriol!" I slammed the door in his face but not before the tears fell.

Well, if he could choose Kaho, then I could certainly choose America.

Did anyone see that coming? Oh come on, you had too, I mean look at it, Kaho is almost a foil for Tomoyo...they both love him, he pushes both away, they both want him back...the whole Juliet/Rosaline thing.... You had to see it coming...of course, you could be like me...If I didn't write, I wouldn't see it coming....