The Sword and The Pen
-Card Captor Sakura-
Esodane
Okay, okay, brace yourselves since we're going to hostile grounds! The dinner Sakura was supposed to attend to at Eriol's house is about to begin. But don't worry, Sakura is out of harm's way, because Lyn is always beside Eriol. Haha, this is going to be fun, and yeah, Syaoran's not going to show up on this chapter… too bad. This would be quick, well, anyways, it's like a battle, so this is just gonna be short I tell you. Just imagine a sniper shooting a target for just five to ten minutes.
-Hostile Grounds-
"Kero could you help me with this one?" Asked a Sakura in undergarments only. She was on her wardrobe, holding a black nightdress with a conservative slit at the side on her left hand, and a plain white nightdress with a sash. The yellow creature looked at her, and sighed at the funny looking Sakura with an impatient face,
"Sakura, please, you're acting silly," he said swirling around her, "you're going on a date with Eriol aren't you," he guessed, but then Sakura punched him,
"Stuffed bastard! Of course not!" she snapped with a loud voice, "it's a dinner," she said with a more calm and controlled voice, "it wouldn't be a date since it's a dinner with her girlfriend anyways," Kero smirked, "Please, we broke up, okay! The steam is all gone, and besides he already has a fiancé," she excused, but it was really true, she really didn't love Eriol now, "Anyways, what suits me better the white one or the black one? Hurry!" she said again, her cheeks already puffing, "C'mon Kero, I can't decide on this you know. I need some guardian help," Sakura said, flinging the clothes in front of the flying doll-like creature,
"Okay, okay, the black one, Sakura, just end the flinging idea," Kero decided, his face looking serious but he's actually not,
Sakura studied the two dresses seriously, her eyes totally glued and them, "Okay, I choose the white,"
"I knew you'd say that." Kero sighed again. What was the use of letting another person or a creature decide with their own opinion?
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"Wow," Sakura said amused by the large size of Eriol's house. "It's really big for two people," she said again, eyeing the majestic porch with waterfalls and lilies floating on the mini-pond. The whole house was perfectly lighted. Hell. Every single thing even outside was perfectly seen. It seemed day at night there. She clicked the doorbell just beside the door, Criiiiiing… Sakura sweat dropped, it sounded like a fire alarm, not a doorbell. Amazingly, not even five seconds passed Eriol already opened the door, and sure he was good-looking in a white suit, and a blast of good-smelling things just came into Sakura's senses as she got inside their house."Sakura, you look gorgeous tonight," Eriol said politely with a smile as he observed Sakura in a white nightdress, looking so elegant with her mocha hair tied up in a knot, real, sounding mini-bells hanging around with it…
Sakura smiled nervously, "Ahhhh," Eriol, I think you don't have to say that," she said as she saw a womanly shadow glaring at her with a piercing stare,
Eriol looked back, and Lyn was hanging around secretly at his back, but he didn't mind, "Oh, Lyn!" he said with a larger smile, "Jacquelyn this is Sakura, Sakura, this is Jacquelyn," he said, as he was already in between the two women he was just facing them,
"Ahhhh, Jacquelyn, your fiancé right?" Sakura said, stressing on the word fiancé, and she saw Lyn pursing her lips, "I've heard a lot about you from Eriol here," Sakura said again, laughing, but it was so obvious she forced it. Sakura looked at the blonde Jacquelyn. Lyn sure was beautiful, with that sparkly black blouse, and that satin black slacks, even a storm couldn't stand her way. Sakura lend her hand for a handshake, but she didn't seem to correspond, and she ignored Sakura's conspicuous hand, after five seconds, she took it back, but tried to smile still…
Lyn remained silent, and all of them guessed it was Eriol's turn to speak, the two women were already looking at him "Well then, I guess it's time we get in the house," he laughed again, but no one followed him so it died immediately,
Meanwhile, Sakura was astounded by the interior, and what was more astounding was that he, the private secretary, had a bigger house than his boss, a president of a million-producing company. "Whoa, how do you guys get the money spent on a house like this?" she said surprised, and Lyn laughed too proudly, which was annoying, since it had that egoistic sense of pride,
"We're just rich," Lyn said carelessly,
Sakura raised an eyebrow, 'What does that mean?'
"Well, it's actually because I just work and work, and save and save, and you know, Lyn also works too," Eriol said, trying to explain Lyn's rather rude answer,
"…which is why we're rich," Lyn said again rudely, touching her hair to straighten it's curls, and Eriol sighed,
"So anyway, Lyn, what's your work?" Sakura said, indicating Eriol to let go of the rich subject,
She faced her, "A model," she said simply, her voice however was looking down at Sakura, but the humble president didn't even do a thing.
They still walked, and Sakura was trying to figure out why the dinner table was so far away, well, no wonder their house was so big for two people or three people if you would include Sakura in the population.
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So it was served…
"Wow, that's really good chicken you've got there!" Sakura said, as there were also some cherry blossom petals beside it,
"Yeah, I know you like them," Eriol said, smiling, while slicing it uniquely, uniquely, as how different the slices were… "I've cooked this with edible flowers inside, it's really pretty," he said again.
"You've cooked this?" Sakura said, as she took a slice, and ate it deliciously, severing on her fork unnecessarily,
"Yeah, since Lyn doesn't know how too," Eriol said again, and Lyn stared at him with death's eyes, "or maybe," he paused, "she really doesn't want to," he sighed again,
"Yeah, as some great cooks would say, mood is important whenever you cook," Sakura said, but actually she was just making that up, though the two believed her.
There was another silence, by that time, everyone was eating, and utensils were heard,
"So you're his new boss, right?" Lyn said, and she looked at Sakura like an interviewer from a showbiz scandal show
"Yes, yes, and I must admit he's a really good assistant," Sakura said again nervously, staring back at her, still eating, "I even have to say he's reliable anytime, I have to say last night I had this very, very, important errand, and he willingly offered himself to do my work," she said again, "Your fiancé is a good worker you know, it's no doubt how rih you two are now," Sakura smiled,
"Yeah, that's right," Eriol butted, and he laughed again, "But then, the cold hard fact was neither of us didn't even expect to be working together," Eriol said again, much more welcome,
"It was the former president of Cloe whom started the idea," Sakura said and giggled, "it was really funny since we suddenly met at the party, I mean we were broke up and separated from each other, and you know suddenly we met up again," There was a pause, as soon as she realized it became quieter, a different silence occupied the room, she just said the thing she shouldn't have said, 'Oh my god, did I just said that… please, I didn't say that…'
"What did you say?" Lyn said, she didn't even left space for Sakura to answer that. "Could Eriol and I be excused?" she said again, not like being a question,
"Okay, sure," Sakura said clumsily and nervous, and Eriol looked at me, I remember those eyes, when scared, Eriol's eyes were like eyes of a road kill. Lyn stood up; her eyes became stone cold as hard ice, her chin up, with a judgmental look. After a while, the couple finally was on the other room, she bumped her head with her plate, "I. AM. SO. STUPID." Sakura mumbled, and she groaned. Now Eriol's going to taste hell, and it was all Sakura's fault,
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"What was that about?" Lyn said, her voice reaching his heart instantly, it was like an amplified dagger, ready to stab Eriol's chest in any minute now,
"What the heck?" Eriol faked, but it was no use. Seeing through the better of the things unfortunately is Lyn's thing.
Lyn raised a finger right on his face, "Don't what the heck me Eriol, I know you're hiding something from me," she snapped, "and that bitchy woman in the next room is the proof," she snapped again,
Eriol looked at her. What did she say? "BITCHY WOMAN!" Eriol burst out, his face flushed out, he was sure his shout was heard on the dinner table, and he predicted Sakura would come any second now. How could she say bitchy woman! "Well, for all I care, you're the bitch here," he vociferated, raising his hands uncontrollably, "don't even say anything to Sakura if you don't even know who she is," he said, heavy, and stern,
Lyn still had no care, "Oh I know who she is, and she's your boss, a ruler of some company. SO. WHAT?" Lyn said again, had that smirk again on her face, that arrogant smirk Eriol didn't know it existed inside Jacquelyn
"No, not only that, she's my ex, and nobody's going to treat her like that," Eriol said again, his rage already gushing out, "even though the love is gone, I still care about her, and you just shame her like that?" Eriol said, his voice was like a released madman yelling for sweet revenge.
"What's happening?" Sakura finally got in the kitchen, but the angry couple wasn't noticing her,
"Oh I'm going to, and I tell you I'm going to throw her out of my house!" she said, pointing Sakura out, "I had enough of this," Lyn said,
"But you said I can do anything," Eriol said
"Yeah, not until you didn't tell me about her being an old flame, honey," Lyn said sarcastically, "The dinner's OVER. Now, get out," she walked to Sakura briskly, and slapped her, "and I don't want to see you again," she whispered on Sakura's ear, but it was audible even on Eriol's distance,
"NO!" Eriol yelled again, "You are not going to take over here Jacquelyn!" he said, and breathed, touching Sakura's swelling cheek comfortingly, Sakura was just looking at Lyn in confusion, "I'm the head here, and I own this house. You're not rich, I'm rich, I borrowed my riches because I loved you Jacquelyn," he snapped angrily, "She's my friend, I invited her to dinner, and you know what she got? A slap from my EX-fiancé," Eriol said stressing on the EX. But Lyn didn't care, her face just tried to act tough,
Sakura held Eriol's shoulder, "That's enough Eriol, if that's Lyn's—"
"Don't call me by my first name!" Lyn insisted, her eyes totally violent,
Sakura, however still kept her calm, "If that's your fiancé's wish, fine, I'll leave…" Sakura said, "Just don't fight over my visit," Sakura whispered, but Eriol blocked her way. His face stern.
"No. Sakura, stay here," he said, and she sighed. Sakura knew it was no use when Eriol decides with that expression. He faced Lyn then, and there it was again, that creeping rage slowly climbing up his face. "I just had enough of you. I can't believe what kind of woman I was in love with," he nastily said, and threw keys at Lyn, well, not directly at Lyn, but beside her, "we were supposed to get married, but look, you're doing it the wrong way," he faced Sakura, but Sakura was silent, "I'm going out," he finally sighed, and walked away. Sakura was shocked Lyn didn't even budge or tell something to Eriol, she just watched him go, holding the keys,
"Eriol, wait!" Sakura said, running towards Eriol… so Lyn was left alone.
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Sakura ran towards the closing door of the mansion. 'How could that Lyn be so cruel to Eriol?' she thought, now she despised his fiancé. Sakura didn't care if she received a hundred slaps from Lyn, but how could she forgive a woman who cannot even forgive her fiancé or loved one? "Eriol! There you are!" she said, as she spotted Eriol hanging around on one of the trees dim-lighted
"Hey, Sakura," Eriol just said weakly. Sakura ran and looked at him, as he was on the tree, and Sakura was bowing like a slave, "I'm so sorry. If it weren't for me, maybe the dinner ended smoothly…"
Eriol shook his head, "If it weren't for me, this dinner shouldn't even have existed," he whispered, and Sakura knew it was right. It was Eriol's decision. "I'm so sorry you have to experience that kind of thing," he apologized, "It's always like this Sakura, the day I met her, she was just like you, but in every day that passed, she changed slowly," he said with a sigh, "I soon realized it was only my money and my attitude she likes, she was never interested in me…" he said,
Sakura knew he didn't need motivation to still keep trying being patient to Lyn, but instead, that sad, understanding look was kept on her face. "So what're you going to do now?" she asked, sitting on the grass even in her white nightdress. Eriol looked at her, if Sakura was Lyn, she would have never dirty her clothes just for talking to him.
He thought for a second, "I don't want to live here anymore, with that kind of house, she'll just stay there, that's so typical of her. Maybe now she's rejoicing, she could kepp that stupid house only for herself,"
"Do you want to let me find a place for you?" Sakura asked, standing up again, not minding the dirt on her butt…
Eriol shook his head, and tried to smile, "No. I have multiple houses here just in case,"
"But wouldn't Lyn find out?" Sakura said, "I mean she's your EX-fiancé right?"
He shook his head again, "Oh, she wouldn't find me… I have a place here that Lyn wouldn't even check out since the place's small," Eriol paused, and forcing a smile, and said "but then, I really don't like this mansion, it's really strange we were living here with only the two of us. It was a total waste of money,"
"Yes, I guess so," Sakura agreed…
"Well then," Eriol said, falling to the ground feet-first, "I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered sadly, and she waved goodbye. It was so strange, the dinner started out just right, it ended up with curses.
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A/N – Yes, it's short. I just kept it that way anyway. Hehe. This chapter is more like of a one-shot, simple part of the story. I know the chapter sucks, I'm still working on the drama, and you know when characters get breakdowns, and do crazy things that must be unexpected, dramatic, carving the emotions to the readers' brains.
Well, as sometimes my friends would call me in a two words. Clumsy Perfectionist. HAHA! I confess that is me, a hypocrite, but you, I'm really not that hypocritical, it's just that I want everything liked by all people, and thinking about those things, I get psyched up, getting breakdowns, annoy friends by calling them in the middle of the night. Typical me.