:The Eternity You Desire:
Bayb-Munki: So here's the next chapter! Lol…I spent a lot of time writing this! Um this is a pretty short chapter…one more and the stories finished! Buh…the problem is…I can't finish it here…soo yeah…the story won't be typed out until I get back home…gomen gomen! And also there WILL BE A SEQUEL….to all those people who hate the ending…it's because there's a sequel…so um I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and please review!
Thanks: , theatreofwar, Sailor Lucia, Bobo Suger Bugeta, stephie 23, ffgirl-07, Serena and Darien 7, and cHErrY-dREaMeR I'm sooo sorry for the late update…buhhhh I have the next few chapters all and ready…so I promise you in a week the next chapter will come…and the next week the next…maybe even sooner.
Chapter Seven
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Syaoran
He decided not to return home that night. The rain was pouring down on his bare skin but he didn't care. This was just like that night. The rain pouring down on the pavement in a rhythmic way. How the world all around him felt like it was just standing still. That time had jus frozen. The pain pierced through his skin, the pain of losing her again.
Again. That word kept repeating in his mind. He was going to lose her again. Who knows how long he stood in the rain. He allowed it to pour onto his skin. He looked up at the sky, "Doushite?" he asked while tears trailed down his cheeks. "Doushite! She was a good girl! But you kami-sama keep taking everything from her! What did she ever do to you? All she wanted was love and to be a children's author…and you couldn't even give her that…you couldn't even give her that." Syaoran slumped down on the ground and cried with the rain.
Tomoyo
She returned to work that day. She had decided that today she was going to go back to the apartment. Maybe tonight she'd finally be able to see and talk to Syaoran. Because they needed to talk. She looked at the ring he had given her on her birthday. Although that was the day she lost her best friend, she would never forget it. It was the first time Syaoran had given her a gift.
That memory would be forever etched in her mind. The happiness she had felt in her heart from receiving that gift. Tears started streaking her cheeks she didn't wipe them. She just looked up towards the sky; they needed to have a talk.
Syaoran
The rain had long ago stopped. But Syaoran still sat there, not moving from the spot from last night. Finally seeing as people were slowly walking towards the hospital he decided to return home. He slowly dragged himself to the subway and went back to his apartment.
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When he reached there he noticed that the whole apartment was cleaner. He tried walking towards his bed, feeling a headache reach his temples. He took a step but ended up stumbling. He tried to pull himself up with the help of the wall but ended up stumbling again. Soon he gave up and decided to sleep where he was.
Tomoyo
Deciding to return back to the apartment early, she went straight from work to Syaoran's place. She turned the knob realizing it wasn't even locked. She slowly stepped in but bumped into something halfway. "Oh my god," she said as she noticed Syaoran's body sprawled out on the floor. She quickly placed him on the bed and rushed out to get some supplies.
Throughout the night, she had made sure his temperature was kept down, and that he kept getting fluids. She touched his forehead gently, his temperature was slowly going down, and he finally had some colour in his face. She noticed his lips moving and went closer towards him to hear what he was saying. "Sakura…Sakura…" he kept mumbling out. Tomoyo froze, although he was always with her, his mind was always on Sakura. Tomoyo sat back down, and ignored it. She continued to help him throughout the night
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Soon morning came and Syaoran slowly stirred awake. "What happened?" Syaoran asked groggily. Tomoyo looked up and smiled softly, "You were knocked out cold last night. What were you doing? You have this horrible fever. Here take this," she said while handing him a thermometer. Syaoran nodded his head and placed it in his mouth. "I cleaned up the house," Tomoyo commented pointing to all the clothes that were stacked up nicely. Syaoran just continued to nod. Tomoyo stood up, "Also there's some food in the fridge for when you get hungry. And don't worry about work, I told them you were sick." Syaoran nodded, "Arrigatou." Tomoyo just smiled, "It's no problem." Syaoran looked up at her, "We need to talk Tomoyo."
That's when Tomoyo's smile faltered. She sat down and looked at Syaoran. Her eyes filled with unfallen tears. "No…I have to tell you something first," Tomoyo said while looking downwards to her palms. Syaoran nodded and waited for her to continue. "Me and Eriol…that night I went out drinking…me and Eriol met up." Syaoran didn't dare say a word, waiting for her to continue. "We…we went to a motel. And…things got out of hand. I…I just wanted some love," Tomoyo continued softly as she clutched her hands tightly together, "I was hurting…I was missing you…and Eriol was right there…I'm sorry." Tomoyo stood up again and started walking towards the front entrance.
"Matte!" Syaoran yelled out. Tomoyo froze there, "What do you want Syaoran? Do you even care?" Syaoran sat there frozen, sure he cared, but how much did he care? "Watashi…watashi…" he muttered out. "No!" Tomoyo interrupted him; "I can't do this anymore Syaoran. No we can't do this anymore. Living our lives full of false happiness. Syaoran…throughout these two years…you're body may have been mine. But your heart…your heart belonged to her. I'm sorry Syaoran…I betrayed you, just let me leave," and with that said she opened the door as the tears trailed down her milky white skin. She didn't dare look back; she just kept walking straight ahead. It was time she stood up for herself, time for her to face the light.
Syaoran fell onto the bed as exhaustion began to take over him again. What had he done?
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She had decided to go to work. Walking out of the apartment she realized this was what she needed. Maybe it was time to start over. When she reached the building she quickly went to find her boss Naoko. Naoko was sitting by her desk as she watched Tomoyo barging towards her. "Daidouji-san" Naoko said kindly. Tomoyo just nodded her head, "We broke up." Naoko looked up towards the young girl, "You and that man?" Tomoyo nodded, "And…I quit." Naoko was even more surprised as those words escaped her lips, "Nani? Doushite?" Tomoyo looked at her friend, "I need a change." Naoko nodded, "Are you sure?" Tomoyo smiled brightly, "Yeah. This is going to be my last day here. Is that all right?" Naoko's face brightened, "I'm glad."
Syaoran
The phone rang waking him from his slumber. He slowly reached for the phone and placed it by his ear, "Moshi moshi?" "Syaoran…she woke up again," he heard Miaka's gentle voice. Syaoran immediately sat up, "What!" "She woke up this morning, turns out she doesn't remember anything." "What do you mean?" Syaoran asked while trying to get dressed at the same time. "From the first time she woke up, she doesn't remember any of it. It's like…she just woke up…again…but this time she's healthier. Kaho-sensei said she could probably start rehabilitation soon."
"That's good right?" Syaoran asked. "Yeah…but there's just one problem…" Miaka said softly. "What?" Syaoran asked. "She wants to see you, and Tomoyo. But this time, she knows that it's been three years. She's ready to hear the truth from you too." Syaoran froze, she wanted to see him and Tomoyo. "Did you call Tomoyo?" he asked while finally sitting back down on the bed. "Yeah, she said she'll be here after work." Syaoran stood up again, "Than I'll come now." Miaka froze, "Don't you guys want to tell her together?" Syaoran just sighed, "There's nothing to tell her." With that he hung up the phone.
Miaka
She looked over to her sister sorrowfully. Something had happened and she was scared she might be the one to ruin everything again. Her sister was listening intently to Kaho-sensei about what she should do in order to fully recover.
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After a little while the door opened and Syaoran walked in carrying a bouquet of flowers. Sakura's eyes brightened at the sight of him, "Syaoran-kun," she said softly. Syaoran nodded and handed her the flowers. Sakura looked over towards Miaka while the two sat down beside her bed. "How have you been?" Sakura asked looking at her old boyfriend. Syaoran grinned, "Pretty good." Sakura nodded, "Sorry I couldn't wait for you that day…it's been 3 years I heard…" Syaoran nodded, "Yeah you were in a coma for three years."
"What happened?" Sakura asked looking at him with sad eyes. "Nothing changed," Syaoran said simply. "Are you seeing anyone?" Sakura asked looking up at him with hopeful eyes. Syaoran looked at her and smiled sadly, "No…I'm not." Sakura brightened, "Because I would've understand if you did. I mean I was out of your life for 3 years…maybe…maybe we could try to start all over?" Syaoran looked away, "Let's talk about this when you get better." Sakura nodded her head happily, "Okay."
After some time Syaoran decided it was time for him to leave. Miaka stopped him on his way out, "What's going on? Why didn't you tell her about you and Tomoyo?" Syaoran shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't lie to her. Me and Tomoyo aren't in a relationship anymore…and I thought it would be better if Sakura never found out." Miaka was beyond shocked but just walked back into the room with her sister.