Chapter Six part one

By Eri

Dear Kitty,

It's been a few days since the dance committee meeting. Susanna and I are partners. She's supposed to come over today since most people at Crestwood have the day off. Freshmen students have exams. I'm so glad those days are over…

But school aside Kitty, I find my self doing it again. I must keep in mind that I can't let my emotions get in the way of my happiness; especially this time. It's how things were ruined for me last time. I refuse to go through that again. It's hard though…I find myself looking at her when she smiles at me and walks beside me, and now I can't get her out of my mind. She's been kind to me ever since she got to Crestwood. She hasn't given up on me…and I think Kitty, I love her for that.

Sincerely,

Tomoyo Daidouji

Tomoyo's P.O.V

"Not again…" I whisper to myself. I close Kitty A.K.A. my diary and hold it tightly in my hand as I glance around the empty room. I realize I am alone. For the first time in a long time, I don't like my solitude.

"Sakura…" I whisper once more. A sigh leaves my lips and I lie down on my bed to calm myself down. Grabbing the pillow from under my head I hit my face with it and leave it there letting out a small scream. "Why is this happening again? Why?"

I can feel my eyes swelling up, and within a few moments the tears finally fall.

"This can't happen…" I say in my mind. "I've been alone for so long and when I finally think I'm going to be okay, it all happens again. What did I do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve being miserable and lonely?"

I let the moisture from my eyes set into the pillow until I decide to take it off my head. "Pull it together Tomoyo." I wipe my face then sit up in my bed and look around again. My hair is in wet tangles from the sweat. I can feel it when I run my fingers through it. I breathe in and out, and after a few moments, I talk to myself again. "I must pull it together. My happiness comes first."

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Sakura's POV

"Sakura, can you come here?" I hear Tasha call me. This whole dance thing is really hectic. I never could handle so many people counting on me. Tasha says I'm doing a good job though.

I walk in the room. "Yes?"

"I need you to go help Susanna. She's in the creative arts building."

I stood and looked at her slightly confused and stammer, "But Tomoyo is…"

Tasha let out a sigh. "Sakura…I really can't have you trying to reason with me now. We need to get this done. Just go get her and see if she's with Tomoyo."

I decided to shut up. This was defiantly a side to Tasha you shouldn't mess with.

"Say no more…" Walking out quickly was my best bet. I made my way over to the building where Susanna was. Honestly, I still haven't figured out my way around Crestwood. The campus was quite large and flooded with girls running around. There was no wind today and it was somewhat cloudy.

"Hey Sakura!" I turned hearing a familiar voice. Slightly turning, Rika was waving along with Sandra at her side. I would've stopped to chat, but Tasha made it seem as if Susanna needed me right away. I threw my hand in the air waving. "Hey Rika!" A smile curved on my lips.

After greeting them, my pace quickened. I turned and walked toward the door to the Creative Arts building. "Tasha didn't even tell me…"

Suddenly, I felt someone bump into me making me fall on my butt. I groaned slightly frustrated.

"Ah, excuse me, I'm sorry…I wasn't looking."

I could tell some girls were looking at me while they walked by. A blush crept over my face.

"Are you okay?" The person helped me up. After recomposing myself, I realized I was being helped by Ms. Misuki and Susanna. They stood by each other looking worried.

"Oh, I'm fine Ms. Misuki. By butt broke my fall." I laughed nervously trying to hide my embarrassment. "I should've been paying more attention."

"We're the one with the boxes." Susanna pointed out. I looked at them and in fact they were carrying boxes. From the looks of it, it was material and patterns for the dance.

"So it seems…" I couldn't help but laugh in humiliation.

We walked into an art's classroom used for sewing classes. Susanna and Ms. Misuki put their bulging boxes on wooden tables at the front of the class. The boxes made a loud thump as they hit the surface.

"Those were really heavy." Susanna said. "My arms were about to fall off."

"Mine were too." Ms. Misuki joked. She smiled at Susanna joyously then turned to me. "So what brings you here Sakura?"

"Yeah, Tasha doesn't need you now?" Susanna added in a questioning tone.

I blinked not really paying attention. "Huh? Oh, she sent me down her to help you…and see if Tomoyo was here." I answered. They both giggled. The girls here always seem to find me funny somehow.

"Well, I'm supposed to meet Tomoyo soon so we can decide the color scheme and the background; the theme, and patterns too. We haven't even started to put it simply."

I sighed. "Well I haven't seen Tomoyo since breakfast…so I don't really know what she's up to."

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Tomoyo's P.O.V

I stare at myself in the mirror in my dormitory bathroom all alone in the large bathroom. My amethyst eyes seem cold. Do I look dead to everyone who talks to me? Is my soul that empty? I touch my skin. It's normal; warm and a bit soft.

"I can't do this….I can't let this take over me. I have to ignore it."

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Sakura's P.O.V

Susanna and I finally arrive at my dorm. Ms. Misuki left us along the way. Walking across campus sure does take a lot out of you, especially with boxes weighing you down. I get my key from my pocket on the side of my grey jacket to my uniform they are so disgusting. So far, I haven't lost my key which is a good sign. I think I am finally becoming responsible. Father would be pleased but we both know it won't last long.

"Tomoyo?" I peaked into the room thinking Tomoyo was there but she wasn't.

"Looks like she's not here…" Susanna frowned as if she was disappointed.

"It's okay. We can wait." I tell her walking into the room with all our beds lined up along the wall. "Pick one." I giggle pointing to the beds. Of course I choose my own with the pink covers.

"Thanks," She says to me, "But you don't have to wait with me. I'm sure you have things to do with Tasha."

I turn to her and smile. "Trust me I'm sure Tasha wants me to take my time."

"Is it that bad this time?"

"Let's just say I'm comfortable here…" Again I made her smirk.

"You're funny Sakura." She lies with her back on Tomoyo's bed closing her eyes.

I shake my head.

"I get that a lot." I copy her and lay down also. The room is quiet even with the two of us talking. The sound of the ceiling fan was all you heard in the moments of silence. Days like this make you enjoy days off when all you have to do is absolutely nothing.

I enjoy Susanna's company. She's not as mysterious as I though in the beginning. I like that about her. Even still, I tend to wonder about her as I do Tomoyo. "Susanna, what was Tomoyo like last year?" I ask her with my mind on Tomoyo.

"What do you mean?" I heard her turn over to me.

I face her.

"I mean, was she alone, or was anyone mean to her?"

Susanna sat up holding her body up with her elbows and looked at me. "I met Tomoyo in a design club last year when she was making a dress for a project. It was the dress Tasha was talking about when we all met."

I thought back to how excited everyone was that day. It was also the day Tomoyo broke down in the garden. Susanna continued. "She was really shy, but there was always something sweet about her. Tasha and I were her only real friends back then. I never saw her with anyone else. Even the girls she roomed with didn't talk to her. They said she kept her distance, so they did the same."

My thought about Tomoyo made me sad. How could such a sweet girl be in so much pain and angst?

"Don't give up on her Sakura…"

I looked up to Susanna. You could see in her eyes she really wanted me to be there for Tomoyo. "Please don't give up." She repeated pleading with her heart.

"I won't." I whisper to reassure her I won't give up on Tomoyo. I refuse to.

Tomoyo's P.O.V

I return from the bathroom and enter my dorm finding Sakura there, along with Susanna. Suddenly, I think of my appointment with Susanna. "I completely lost track of time. Hi you guys." I played it cool.

"It's okay." Susanna said.

I noticed Sakura looking around at the two of us. She rose up saying, "I guess I'll leave you two alone. I know how these things are." Quickly she exited and left not forgetting her pink diary. I'm aware she keeps one like I do. I never questioned her about it.

Susanna and I were now alone.

"Let's get started." I realized she tensed up when I sat by her. Ignoring it, I grab a pencil and paper. "So, what did you have in mind in terms of color?"

Susanna cleared her throat. "Well Natasha wanted nothing 'girly' so we can't use pink."

Playfully, I frowned and asked, "Why not?"

She giggled along with me. "Because, it's girly." She smiled. I made her brown eyes shine. She handed me the patterns and colors. There were a variety of blues, yellows, and reds. I flipped through the book of colors and pointed at a few, after long debate; they all didn't seem to fit what we both had in mind.

"How do you feel about blue and green?" She asked.

I shook my head. "It depends on the green and how it looks in the room. It is a little shadowy in there.

She nodded. We couldn't really get colors together, but it was alright. Both of us decided to go with a basic 'starry-night' theme. I caught myself glancing over at her a few times and her glancing at me. Thoughts like, 'Am I creeping her out?'and, 'Is there something on my face?' crossed my mind more that once. I couldn't help it. It was like an urge that wouldn't go away. If there was an awkward silence, we'd pretend to cough and/or clear our throats.

Susanna let out a frustrated moan then looked at her watch. "I think that's enough for today. We got a little work done." She paused then talked again. "I think it would be a good idea for me to talk to Tasha about some things.

I stammered, "Yeah, plus I'm really tired and there are a few things I want to do." I look away but glanced at her walking toward the door.

"See you later, Tomoyo."

"Bye Susanna."

She gave me another warm smile. "Take care of yourself…" I heard her whisper. It echoed in my mind until I whispered to myself as she left, "I'll try…"

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Dear Diary,

I just finished my work with Tasha. As I said, this dance is really a thing I'm sweating over, but no worries! It's all over for today. In other news, I talk to Susanna about Tomoyo. It seems she Tomoyo was always on the odd, 'I-keep-to-myself' defense.. It's so sad that no one's tried to help her with her social skills, but I guess if there's no other reason I'm here, fate has sent me to her. There's something that makes her do what she does, but I have no idea who or what it is.

Until Later,

Sakura

Sakura's P.O.V

The court-yard was empty and the sun was going down. As I look around, things for once were almost deserted. "How boring…" I breathed out and looked over my shoulder. I spotted Susanna walking back from Tomoyo and our dorm and with Natasha. "I wonder how the planning went." I question myself. Without wasting time, I pick up my diary and run to catch up with them. My skirt flowed in the wind. It was a good thing no one was around.

"Tasha, Susanna, wait!" I called while stumbling. They didn't seem to hear me. I felt my diary slip out of my hand making me stop. I turn to get it and curse to myself, "I'm such a klutz."

"I almost told her…" I heard Susanna say to Tasha as I reached for my diary. I rose up slowly and walked to a nearby wall. The bricks were cold against my body.

"What do you mean, almost?" Tasha exclaimed. "Why didn't you."

Susanna grew quiet. "I was afraid of rejection..." She mumbled looking as if she was defeated.

Sweat began to appear on my face. "What am I doing…I'm eavesdropping on their conversation!" I bit my lip not knowing what to do. In my subconscious, I knew I wanted to keep listening, even if I actually do I know it's wrong.

"Susie, how do you know she'll reject you? If she knows you really do love her, how can she resist?"

Shock ran over my body like water flooding in the streets. Questions like, "Love? She? ...who?" was all I could wonder. That and the fact Susanna is in love with someone; which did explain a lot of things.

Susanna walked in circles. "But the fact is, loving her makes it hard to do. As much as I love her, Tomoyo might not even want someone right now. So what should I do?"

I gasp.

"Susanna loves Tomoyo?"

…chapter to be continued…

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