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Perfect Creation

Chapter Two

The wait for next week was longer than Clow anticipated. Maybe it was because he couldn't wait. He had planned to do this for such a long time. Ever since he was a boy he wanted an angel, just someone as a friend, perhaps. A life of a sorcerer could be quite lonely. Most magicians made friends using their magic because of this loneliness.

Clow agrees that making creations for selfish reasons is wrong indeed. He does not make his creations out of selfishness. He merely wants someone, an equal being to talk to or be in the company of. His creations will be like children to him, not servants.

It is his destiny to produce the creations he has in mind. His father had told him so. And using his magnificent abilities, which had allowed him to see into the future, he knew that he is meant to do this.

Tonight will be the most exciting night since Keroberos's birth. When the moon is up and shining brilliantly, Clow will cast his spell and bring forth to this world what he hopes is the most magnificent creature anyone could create.

There were many times when Clow wondered what made this creation a more important one and require his constant attention. As Clow sits calmly on his chair in the library, he wonders about this again. Keroberos is special indeed but Clow had planned this creation for so long. Why? He questioned himself all the time. The only logical or barely logical reason he could come up with is that he feels closer to the moon than the sun. Doesn't sound like a reason but the sorcerer took it as one, trying not to deny what his senses and feelings tell him. After all, his magic is bound to his emotions as do all magic have to be bound to something. Keroberos's magic and energy are bound to the blazing sun. Clow's next creation's energy will need a same kind of bound. The moon, of course, but the moon's energy and light itself is reflected and thus need something else. Clow had thought about this too. Actually, he thought about everything or so he thought. He plans to have the moon guardian's strength depend on his. It certainly is no problem. Clow is as everyone calls him quite the powerful magician. His magic could surely support the moon angel. He doesn't mind. All his other creations would need to depend on his magic as well.

Clow is so into his thoughts that he forgot about Keroberos who is currently relaxing at the side of Clow's chair. Clow reaches down to pet the lion's head. Even though it has been only a month since Keroberos was brought to life, petting him has become a dead habit.

While Clow's hand plays gently with the lion's fur, his head turns to the tall windows of the library. It is still bright and early in the afternoon. Usually, Clow is calm and he is rarely nervous, but right now he is feeling rather uncomfortable. He had waited for so long and now that the time has come he feels like he couldn't do it at all. He had this same kind of feeling when creating Keroberos but that seemed minor compared to now.

Clow drifts into an almost sleep as the stillness of everything made his eyes heavy.

"Master Clow?"

Clow opens his eyes and his head turns to the direction of the door from which he heard someone called him. He smiles just a little, indicating that he is still in a good mood.

"Tana, what is it?" Clow asked softly, his voice always non-changing, always in a deep but handsome tone.

"I'm sorry to wake you, but lunch is ready," replied Tana in a sincere voice.

"Thank you, Tana," Clow said in return. The young girl then leaves the door.

Tana is his maid. She looks fairly young but in truth, she is older than Clow. She is kind, sweet, and polite. Tana was also an orphan to begin with and when she was fired from her job as a florist, not because she was bad or anything it was just the company who wanted a cut; Clow hired her as a maid. Tana proved to be quite the most useful person in Clow's life since he moved away from his mother and his father died. She prepares his meals, she does his clothes, she cleans the house, she manages almost about everything. Clow never really thought of getting more maids or servants. He dislikes crowds of people and Tana could do everything that is needed to be done. Of course, Clow would never expect too much from the poor girl. She is only one person and could not do everything. He rarely orders her to do anything. If he is in the living room and wants a book or his spectacles from his office he would get it himself. He really doesn't need Tana to do much but cook and clean, the only things he either refuses to do or have no capability to do.

Clow looks down at the sun guardian beside him. He shakes the creature a little to get him up.

"Keroberos," he said shaking the lion. "Lunch is ready."

The wild yet tamed lion shakes his head as he gets up to stretch. Lunch or food for that matter is what Keroberos loves. He loves to eat for some reason enjoying the good feeling he gets in his tongue when he eats something he likes. Sweets are his favorite, of course. Clow never minded his guardian's tastes or that he ate so much. Clow himself likes sweets as well but he does not seem to show it at all. He also found it rather amusing to watch the lion eat sometimes.

Clow stands up from his chair. He wonders how long he sits in that chair anyway or how long he will sit in that chair in a lifetime. He certainly dislikes sitting on just some ordinary chair. That's Clow for you; everything has to be special for him.

Keroberos begins to walk on all fours towards the door. Clow merely follows.

While they are walking through a corridor that leads to the staircase and then to the dining, Clow looks down at his creation and he smiles, his smile yet again normal. "So how did you sleep, Keroberos?"

The sun guardian looks up at his master in a face that says 'what kind of question is that?' "I slept fine as always."

"Of course," Clow is still smiling. "But if you sleep well all the time and eat well all the time, I'm afraid you will get a bit plump," Clow says this almost teasingly. Even though Clow looks to be no fun, doesn't mean he's no tease. In fact, he is quite the tease.

Keroberos ignores his master's comment. "Don't worry about me, Clow."

Clow's smile never leaves his face. "I'm only concerned. When I was petting you I thought you felt a little meatier, that's all. Tana is really spoiling you with her cooking."

"Clow!" Keroberos does not appreciate such meaningless comments about him from even his master. He knows Clow's only teasing. He often does that when he's bored. But the thing is it's irritating to point such things out. (Everyone teases Keroberos about his eating. I'm sorry.)

Clow lets out a small laugh, clearly enjoying the fact that he had managed to agitate the lion so easily.

When they come to the dining, Clow and Keroberos both take their seats, Keroberos to the left of Clow.

They have a large table but only a third of it is used most of the time. Clow doesn't throw parties and he doesn't invite people over. He's a solitude man, what can you say?

Tana has already placed their food in front of them. Then she sits not far from them, a plate of food in front of her. Clow had insisted that Tana could eat with them. She is more than a maid really, sort of like a big sister to Clow. And even though she is timid, she acts very comfortably around Clow. She never had a family so wishing for one is not a crime.

Keroberos is the first one to lift up a fork to stuff a morsel of food in his huge mouth. He then turns to face his master. "So, Clow," he says still chewing, which makes his words come out strange. "Are you going to make it today?"

"Keroberos, will you please swallow your food before you talk," his master requests pleasantly. "And yes, tonight when the full moon can be seen."

"Master Clow," Tana inquires from her food. "What would you name it?" If Tana has the right to sit at the table then she surely has the right to speak and Clow doesn't mind.

"Like Keroberos, it chooses its own name," Clow answered calmly. How Keroberos ever picked his name is still beyond his knowing. Cerberus is the only explanation he came up with.

"It's very exciting," comments Tana. "I wonder what kind of creation you are going to make, Master Clow. Keroberos was certainly interesting."

Keroberos's ears pops up at hearing his name and a comment to it. "Interesting? What do you mean, Tana?" The lion asks in a voice that is nearly comical to everyone else.

Tana giggles. "Interesting means interesting. I've never seen anyone or anything eat so much."

Clow agrees with a smile.

"Why is everyone teasing me?" Keroberos pouts.

"Because we know you can take it," Clow answers.

"Well, when the new creation comes, you can tease something about him," Keroberos seeks to out-smart the two other people at the table who was currently mocking him.

No, Keroberos, she'll be flawless, Clow murmurs in his head. But he does not say this out loud. He knows that if he does, Keroberos would ask why and may even become jealous. Clow knows now that jealousy will be all around his little creation, for his creation will be just perfect.

Tana is my original character if anyone wants to know.