Okay, the last chapter was really short and poorly written. I'll try to do better on this chapter. I had the whole idea in mind for these two chapters; I just didn't know how to write the theatre part. So now that that's out of the way, hopefully I'll have an easier time writing this.

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Syaoran came up for breath just in time to see Sakura's pretty pink back fleeing to the music of the credits. He was puzzled, but then a light came on in the darkness. He looked at the girl in his arms and knew it was the wrong one.

"What have I done?" he whispered.

"That...was...amazing!" Tomoyo said, trying to pull Syaoran back to her. But he pushed her away and stood up.

"Tomoyo, you don't know just what you've done for me. Yeah, you're a manipulative, conniving, evil girl who needs some serious psychotherapy, but you've shown me my biggest mistake. Sakura is the girl I should have been here with. And I'm such an idiot not to have seen this sooner. Good-bye," and without a backward glance he was gone.

"Psychotherapy? Psh. He's the one chasing Sakura after kissing me," Tomoyo sniffed.

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"Sakura, what's wrong? Please talk to me!" Rika pleaded. Sakura had run to the park a block down the street and was sitting with her back to Rika under the giant turtle statue. Her knees were pulled up under her chin and she was silent.

"Please, Rika, just leave me alone," Sakura whispered.

"No. I won't leave you like this. I don't know what happened back there, but I won't leave you. It's almost 10 o'clock, and the city isn't safe at night if you're alone. You don't have to tell me what's wrong, but I'm staying with you," and with that, Rika plopped down next to the turtle, refusing to move.

A few minutes later Rika felt two small arms snake around her shoulders. She turned her head and saw Sakura's face inches from her own.

"Rika, thank you for being here for me. Do you really not know what happened? Tomoyo was at the movie a few rows in front of us. But she wasn't alone. Syaoran was with her, and they started to make out. Rika, this all just started out as a way to give Tomoyo a taste of her own medicine, but I really started to care about Syaoran. Now she's stolen the only guy I ever really cared about just because she was jealous. And he apparently doesn't share my feelings or he wouldn't have let her kiss him. Rika, what do I do?" Sakura sobbed. Rika pulled her friend into a hug and tried to comfort her.

"I don't know what to tell you, Sakura. Heartbreak really hurts, but it's something that everyone deals with at some point. It hurts now, and it's going to hurt for a while. But eventually, it will get better. For now, just try staying busy and that way you won't be so inclined to think about him, okay, sweetie?"

"That sounds like it may work. What should I do to stay busy?" Sakura sniffled.

"Well, how about if you volunteer at the library with me?" Rika suggested.

"Yeah, that could be fun. I guess I'll just come with you tomorrow, okay?"

"Alright, I'll stop by at 8, and we can go. Now, let's get you home," Rika stood up and pulled Sakura to her feet.

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The next day, Sakura and Rika headed to the library. They spent all day alphabetizing, shelving, and scanning. Finally, Sakura got a break and went off to look at books. She had just sat down in a comfortable chair and was really starting to get into the book when she heard a polite cough. She looked up into a pair of beautiful blue eyes rimmed with glasses.

"I'm sorry, can I help you?" she asked, standing up.

"Um, yes, I hope so. I saw you earlier shelving books, and now I can't seem to find the one I was looking for. I was wondering if you could help me out a bit. I was looking for The Republic by Plato. Do you know where I might find it?" the young man questioned.

"Plato? Oh, um...yes, I think so. Follow me. My name is Sakura Kinomoto, by the way," she said as she wandered through the rows of books.

"My name is Eriol Hiiragizawa. I'm new around here," Eriol introduced himself.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Eriol. I've lived here my whole life. Well, not at the library of course, but Tokyo. I guess that's rather obvious. Now I just sound like an idiot. I should have stopped talking long ago, shouldn't I?" Sakura started to blush.

"Oh, I don't mind. It's rather cute, actually. I've never made a girl blush before," Eriol laughed.

"Oh, haha. Hey! Here's the book," Sakura snatched the old book off the shelf before she could embarrass herself more. "Well, I hope you like it here! I've gotta go. Bye!" She dashed off before he could say anything else.

"Sakura, who was the guy? I've never seen him before," Rika asked as Sakura sprinted past. She grabbed her back and fell in step with her friend.

"Oh, his name's Eriol. He said he's new around here and wanted me to tell him where to find a book. The Republic by Plato. Never heard of it," Sakura shook her head.

"Never heard of it? Sakura, it's only one of the greatest books ever written on philosophy! Plato was a genius of the caliber of Socrates, Aristotle, and Einstein! The boy must be a complete brainiac to be reading that!" Rika exclaimed.

"Let's see...I've heard of exactly one of those people. I'm sure he's probably a genius, but so what? I'll never see him again," and with that, Sakura flounced off.

"I guess you're probably right," Rika sighed and followed.

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Okay, well, that's that. Eriol's in! And this chapter went a whole lot faster than I expected. Hopefully you guys liked it. It actually turned out way different than I expected. It's funny how that happens, isn't it? Well, please review, even constructive flaming is allowed. I won't keep up this break-neck pace, but I'll try to be more consistent with my updates.