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Chapter 6-Trapped

Morning:

It was only about 6:00 AM, but Nakuru was up and getting ready to make lots of sugar cookies. (A/N: poor spinel) Nakuru looked around the kitchen for the colored sprinkles, but couldn't find them anywhere.

"Drat. Spinel must have taken them from me. Mou, such a party stealer, cat, thingy...hmm, what was that word?" Slowly the she went up to Eriol's room to ask him for some. Opening the door Nakuru peeked in. Tomoyo's form was slightly curled, her purple hair fanning behind her, while Eriol's body surrounded it. Nakuru's face lit up with glee. 'Ah, so kawaii, must film just like Tomoyo-chan. Sugoi (Wow)! I get a girl to talk to!'Dancing the girl left the room. (A/N: Okay, for me Nakuru is a girl and Ruby is an "it", so confusing and "it" sounds so not nice. Oh wells)

It was only a few minutes later when Tomoyo woke up. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she looked up to see Eriol's face. It seemed as though he had made a full recovery. She smiled in satisfaction, as she sat up and stretched.

"Waii, it's so cold!" Tomoyo had placed her feet on the floor, and being so used to the warmth of the bed, the temperature change came as a surprise. "Mou, I don't want to get up, but..."Her sentence was interrupted by someone behind her.

"Then don't." Eriol had woken as well. Slowly he stretched and moved over to where Tomoyo was sitting. Coming down behind her, he pulled her onto his lap and laid his head on her shoulder, then promptly went back to sleep. Tomoyo sweatdropped. 'Eriol doesn't seem to be awake today.' Suddenly she smiled and turned over to Eriol. 'This could prove to be fun.'

Innocently the young man slept, oblivious to the lady whose hands were slowly creeping towards him. The next thing he knew, he was awoken by the tickles of Tomoyo Daidouji. 'I am so glad he is ticklish, else this would definitely not be as much fun.' Tomoyo thought during her torture. But if she thought he was going to surrender like last time, she was sadly mistaken. Instantly he grabbed her arms and flipped her over and gave her a taste of her own medicine. Tears of mirth spilled down her face as they both kept laughing.

Suddenly they heard a loud "KAWAII!" from the door. Nakuru stood there with Tomoyo's camera in absolute joy. The two blushed red and babbled something about "not what you think...ship...er...sick...Tahiti" Nakuru just kept hollering "kawaii" as she ran out the door. Tomoyo turned to Eriol and they both burst out laughing again. Finally they had calmed down, but the silence brought on the unwanted memories of the night before.

"Ah, thank you Tomoyo." Eriol said. She nodded, but frowned at the worry in his eyes.

"What is it Eriol-kun?" She reached up to gingerly touch the corner of his mouth.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about last night...and my dream." His face held a foreboding look to it.

"Tell me Eriol, onegai (please)." She looked at his face and noticed there was a type of dreading nervousness to it. "Eriol?"

"...Did you mind that I...I did that...that I kissed you?" Her face was impassive as she remembered. His anxiousness only grew worse at the pause. Then she smiled softly.

"No, I didn't Eriol-kun. You were scared and needed the assurance of a friend. Although I will have to be stern with you about asking the next time you steal a girl's first kiss?" She mock scolded, trying to lighten the mood. He sighed in relief, his heart beating painfully at the thought that he was her first, and the implications that told him she only thought him to be a friend. 'Why?' he asked himself. 'I mean she is my best friend right, why would her saying that hurt me? Friendship is one of the most powerful bonds...right?' He looked up when he noticed her looking at him. "Nani?"

"Oh, I was just wondering about your dream?" Suddenly the room grew cold. He shivered slightly. Tomoyo noticed and went to get the blanket lying at the foot of the bed. She pulled the covers over his shoulders and made ready to sit in front of him. But Eriol refused to have her sit in the cold, and with his head resting against the wall at the top of his bed he once again put her onto his lap and hugged her body protectively.

"Do you really want to know, Tomoyo?" he asked tentatively. She merely nodded in reply and held onto his arms. He took a deep breath and began. (A/N: here we go. All those who don't like horror please skip, this might go into a rating above PG 13, I won't say it because I don't like that rating.)

Rain falls, but it's too thick to be rain. It reeks and burns the skin. Bile! I recognize the putrid liquid. It hits my flesh as I run through it. It burns, and parts of my skin disintegrate before my eyes, but I don't seem to care. I'm too busy looking ahead.

It's dark and empty. Nothing is out there, nothing alive anyway. Bodies too twisted to even be humans lay strewn along the road. Inconsievably their bones did not melt under the acid rain. They are just illuminated, so the red of their blood, now dried, shone with extra vibrancy. I can feel the vomit well up in my throat, but there was enough bile to go around and I am in a hurry.

I slip right into a pile of rotting muscle, desicrated by splintered veins and stomach acid. It's as if the clouds themselves had chewed them up and spit them right back out. My brain clicks and I am in more of a hurry for some reason. Before me I see a piece of material, a pretty lavendar color with a design that I can't make out. I feel fury like no other and I run. I'm running with tears pouring down. I've never felt so hopeless in my entire life.

Blood had stained me, hatred had consumed me, I was virtually powerless, and my flesh burned; but still I ran. Last time you were there to wake me up, but this timemy dream allowed itself to manifest and continue.

I stopped. All I could see was rolling black, every form of life torn asunder. I shout, but I can't hear my words. Yet I continue to do so. A face so frightening it brings tears to my eyes, loomed down on me. Red eyes, corrupted by dried veins, skin, raw red, bits of puss oozing out of it. A thin curved lip, teeth protruding out from it, laughs at me. I yell again. The face continues to laugh and looks backward. Something emerges and this time I can hear a scream. I can see agony, pure agony, as the figure's body pulses and writhes in misery. All I can see are the eyes filmed over as the figure screams again. Over and over and over...

Eriol is crying now. Tomoyo is in pure horror and aches knowing that Eriol had to live through it in his dream.

"Make it stop, Tomoyo, make it go away." He holds her even tighter and Tomoyo makes no protests as she hugs him back.

"I promised remember? I'll always be here. Shh." Yet even as she said it, something in her mind doubted her word. She shook the feeling away and glared at herself for thinking such a thing. She would. His horrifying words were plastered in her mind and she held him tighter.

He lifted his head and looked down onto her worried face. His lips crashed onto her own in desperation. Tears poured down his face as she kissed him back this time. Her sweet taste was enough to calm him as he whispered, "I know. Arigatoo."

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