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Accidental
Moon Kitty 2005
December 27, 2005
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Tomoyo sighed and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear as she flipped the page of the magazine boredly. Things nowadays were just so hectic and confusing, and it was all her fault. She had started all this nonsense by insisting to pose as her best friend. That man had been wanting to talk to Sakura, not Tomoyo's boring self. She should tell him.
But there was a slight problem with that idea.
She didn't want to.
She knew it sounded selfish; deep down inside she knew she was acting conceited and foolish, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to know more about him. She didn't even know what had possessed her to lie to him in the first place. In what little time she had spent talking to him, she had found him infinitely interesting and easy to talk to.
The door flew open and Tomoyo jumped instinctively, turning her head to discover what the intrusion was. Sakura stumbled in, cursing, arms full of paper bags. Tomoyo chuckled as she rose to assist her, concluding that she must have gone to the store. "What took you so long?"
Sakura threw the bags on the counter in a huff, turning to Tomoyo with her slender hands positioned on her hips. "You will never believe who I saw at the store. Remember that little incident last night? He was there... with that little slut! The nerve! Right out in public, they were making out and cuddling and doing all kinds of immoral, nasty, unholy things. And then, after having to deal with that little display, I had completely forgotten the groceries, so I had to go back in there! Everyone was staring at me!"
Tomoyo raised an eyebrow and turned away from the steaming girl to put the milk carton in the refrigerator. I'm sure she's overreacting. She always does when it comes to Syaoran. They're so cute.
Sakura grabbed an apple and sighed. "I have some things to finish for my boss before tomorrow morning. Can you bring some dinner in to me later?"
Tomoyo nodded. "Sure."
Sakura smiled gratefully and turned, escaping to her room. It seemed like she was doing that a lot lately. Tomoyo wondered if it was the current conflict between Sakura and Syaoran that made her do it. She was barely eating, too. Tomoyo fully intended to sit her down tomorrow evening and hover over her shoulder while she ate. She also planned to make sure that she got a full night's sleep. Lately, the pallor of Sakura's skin was alarming.
As she placed the celery in the bottom drawer of the fridge, a sharp bling from the computer sounded. She chewed her bottom lip before hastily running to the computer to answer his message. Yes, she knew it was his.
'Hello,' she typed in response. 'How are you doing?'
'Just fine, although I would be much better if I would be able to talk to you.'
'You are talking to me.'
'I mean... on the telephone. We've been talking consistently every night for about three days. Can I talk to you on the phone? I'll even give you my phone number so you won't feel so insecure.'
Tomoyo sighed worriedly and caressed the keyboard hesitantly. Should she really? She desperately wanted to hear his voice, and a small feeling in her gut told her she could trust him. They had practically told each other everything, and Tomoyo had told him things that she had never even told Sakura. 'Of course. I'll call you tomorrow night.'
'I'll send you an e-mail with my phone number. I can't wait to hear from you. Good night, Sakura.'
Tomoyo's fingers froze and she watched helplessly as he logged out without a response from her. She turned off the monitor and trudged over to the couch, curling up in the quilt slung over the back. Instead of feeling elated, she felt the sharp prick of tears sting her eyes. A sharp pang in the pit of her stomach left her feeling miserable and weak.
'Good night, Sakura.'
What have I gotten myself into?
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Sakura sighed as she braked at yet another red light. She just knew she was going to get her ass chewed by her boss. She had woken up late that morning, and had found Tomoyo sleeping fitfully on the couch. When she leaned over to wake her, she noticed tear tracks on her cheeks. She needed to sit Tomoyo down and figure out what was wrong. She had seemed a bit out of it that morning and had been on edge and jumpy for the past three days. She was worried.
Her purse vibrated and Sakura reached down, cursing as she dug blindly through the small bag for her cell phone, trying to keep her eyes on the light. "Hello?"
"S-Sakura?" a timid female voice on the other line asked.
"Oh! Chiharu! I haven't heard from you in a long time. How are you and Takahashi doing?" she asked cheerfully, mood completely changed.
Her only response was a stifled sniffle.
"Ch-Chiharu? What's wrong?" she asked concernedly, accelerating as the light changed.
"Can you come over? I really need to talk to you," Chiharu pleaded.
"I can't, Chiharu. I have work and I'm already late. Can I come over afterwards?"
There was a distinct silence on the other line, and when Chiharu said what she said next, Sakura wasn't sure if the pause was because Chiharu was thinking or because it was a dramatic pause for the guilt trip she was laying on her. Whatever reason why, it worked. "A-all right... that's okay. Nevermind. I'll talk to you later."
Sakura cursed colorfully and made a sharp u-turn. "You know what? Fuck it. I'm on my way."
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Sakura rapped lightly on the wooden door, surprised when it pushed open under the weight of her fist. "Chiharu?" she called out to the silent, dark house.
"Sakura, you're here. Come on in," Chiharu invited.
"Where the hell are you?"
Chiharu laughed, but it wasn't the full-bodied laugh she once had. It was hollow and cynical, and it made the hairs on the back of Sakura's neck stand up. "I'm on the couch."
Sakura walked across the living room and settled down next to the smaller girl. Whatever had happened, it must have been something big. Chiharu's hair was mussed, her eyes were bloodshot, and there was a mountain of tissues strewn haphazardly across the living room carpet. She was huddled in a ball and tear tracks were clearly visible on her cheeks. "What happened? What's going on?"
Chiharu smiled a watery smile and threw another tissue on the floor, her bottom lip quivering. "Takahashi and I got into a fight. I mean, a really big one. I can't even remember how it was started."
Sakura bit her lip. Takahashi and Chiharu fighting was not something common, so whenever it did happen, it tended to be explosive. But Sakura had never seen Chiharu like this. "What happened?"
She stifled a sob and covered her mouth, letting a few tears drop before continuing. "He yelled that I was never satisfied with anything, and sometimes he wished that we weren't together. Then he threw a lamp and took off. I don't know if he's coming back."
Sakura placed a comforting hand on her shaking shoulder. "He'll come back. He always does. He just needs some time to cool off. All you need to do is talk to him."
Chiharu smiled joyfully, puzzling Sakura immensely. "I have more to talk to him about than just the fight we had."
Sakura sighed and rubbed her forehead. "You are being extremely confusing. What are you talking about?"
Chiharu nibbled her lower lip and seemed to be thinking about something. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she smiled enough to light the entire room.
"Sakura... I'm pregnant."
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Authoress Notes
Yay! I finally updated! I have to tell the truth, though. I'm not very satisfied with the result. Tell me what you think! Hit the button. You know you want to! Thanks for reading! OH! I forgot to tell you guys! Make sure to check my profile to find out when the next chapter of Accidental will be out, okay? See you then! Bye!