There was only one more possible solution; Syaoran carried her from the living room to her room and tucked her in. Which was even less likely than sleepwalking, but it was way saner. Though she was probably insane anyways, as she was wondering how she got to her bed.
Shaking her rampant runaway thoughts from her head, her mouth fell open in horror as she thought of last night. She had clutched Syaoran. He was taken. By her best friend. Ugh, what had she done? Okay, so it wasn't like she kissed him. Or had feelings for him. But still…
Oh gosh. What if Tomoyo found out and was mad at her? That couldn't happen. In panic, she picked up her phone and speed-dialed Tomoyo.
"Hello?"
"TOMOYO!"
On the other side of the world, Tomoyo held the phone away from her ear. Ouch. "Sakura?"
"Tomoyo, I'm so sorry. I swear, it was an accident. Really, I didn't mean it!"
"Sakura, what are you blabbing about?"
"Okay, um, promise not to get mad?"
"Promise?" It sounded more like a question than a statement.
On the other end of the phone, Sakura took a deep breath as if preparing herself to say the dreadful words. "Last night…"
"Yes?" Tomoyo pressed on, rather impatiently.
"Last night, we, as in me and Syaoran, watched a scary movie."
"Okay…"
"And I kind of um…clung on to him…and um…buriedmyfaceinhischest?" Sakura said the last words really fast, as if getting them out quicker would make them disappear.
"…"
"And…I told him his chest was…soft."
There was dead silence on Tomoyo's part. Then… "Sakura, are you out of your mind?"
"I'm sorry!" Sakura wailed. "It was an accident. I was just so scared and-"
"Sakura, please shut up."
"Tomoyo, don't be mad at-"
Laughter was heard on the other end of the phone. Tomoyo was almost gasping for air. "Oh my gosh. Were you all scared just to tell me that?"
"Uh…yes? You're not mad?"
"No, why would I be mad? It's not like you flirted with him. Or anything like that. Besides, you were scared; it's natural."
Sakura let out a sigh of relief. "So, how are things in Paris?"
"Fine, fine. Peachy and dandy," replied Tomoyo.
"Are you alright?"
"Sorry. I'm just kind of stressed right now."
"Too much work?"
"You could say that…" After all, it was for work purposes that Tomoyo met Chiharu which led to seeing him again…
"Well, get lots of rest okay?"
"Okay, thanks. I'll be back soon."
"You better be. I miss ya."
"Same. Bye."
Sakura hung up the phone. She was so stupid.
"Hey, Syaoran?"
"What?"
"Sorry about yesterday."
"…"
"Um…did you tuck me in last night?"
"…Yeah."
"Why?"
"I didn't want you to get sick and be stuck taking care of you."
"Aw…that's so sweet. Thanks."
"Whatever."
Sakura grinned. "You are making process after all! You said 'whatever' instead of 'hn'!"
"And I suppose that's a VERY good reason to be happy about."
"Actually yeah it is. So you shouldn't be all grouchy today."
"You realized you are one of the most annoying people I have ever met?"
"Aw, I love you too." She had spoken without thinking. "Erm, what I meant was…"
"It's okay. Just shut up and leave me alone."
"Why do you always do that?"
"Do what?" he asked, hoping she would just go away.
"Push people away. Why do you want to be alone all the time?"
He glared at her. "Maybe I only push you away. And I just want you to leave me alone. How hard is that?"
"Actually, it's very hard. Like I said, it's lonely here."
Damn. He thought if he could glare at her, and just be plain frigid to her, she would go away, like everyone else. No such luck.
He stood up abruptly. "I'm leaving." Why had he bothered telling her anyways? He should've just walked out on her. Why couldn't she just mind her own damn business? Why did she have to act like she cared about him?
Care. Did she care? It seemed like she did, though he had no idea why she would. She probably just had nothing better to do. No one else's mind to pick. But something inside him told him differently. She was sincere. But she was a pest. The answer to last night's question? She made him feel like taping her mouth shut.
Tomoyo picked up her cell phone as it rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Chiharu. Are you busy?"
"Not at all, why?"
"How about a get together today, say at three?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll meet you at the cafe we went to last time."
Promtly at three, Tomoyo found herself alone in the café. It seemed everyone had already finished lunch. She waited for a few minutes, until she felt a presence at her table. Looking up, she saw the unhappy face of Eriol.
He sat down. "Chiharu couldn't make it. Emergency meeting."
"Oh. She seems to have a lot of those."
"Yeah…" He looked uncomfortable and like he'd rather be anywhere but where he was. She couldn't blame him. "I'm supposed to collect some samples from you or something?"
She flushed. "I don't have any with me right now. I didn't know. We can go up to the hotel and get some…or meet again another time?"
"I think you should meet with Chiharu. I'm not good at these things," he said, his voice with a hard edge.
"Can I ask you something?"
"I believe you just did, but go ahead."
"Are you happy?"
"What?"
"I mean, your life right now. Are you happy?"
He stared at the young woman in front of him. No. He was never going to be truly happy. Not after what happened. He hated to admit it, but he still felt something for her, and he hated himself for that. After what she had done to him, the hate overruled the love, but buried deep down in his heart, it was still there. He never loved Chiharu. And he never would, at least…not the way he loved…Tomoyo. He had told Chiharu he didn't feel the way she felt about him, but she didn't care. And he supposed it was better than being alone.
"Yes. I'm happy. Why do you ask?"
"Just asking. I'm happy that you're happy."
"Right."
She frowned at his tone. "I'm serious."
"I never said you weren't."
"You implied it."
"…"
"I am happy for you."
"Good to know. You never seemed to care about my happiness before," he said mockingly. "Glad to know you've changed." The words slipped before he even knew what he was saying.
Her eyes were downcast. "I know I did some unforgivable things. I know nothing I say can change that. I can't express my regret…but why are you making things more difficult?"
"Difficult? I'm sorry if saying the truth makes the world difficult, princess. Just go back to hiding behind your lies."
"It wasn't a lie. None of it was a lie."
"Tomoyo, our whole 'relationship' was a fucking lie."
"It wasn't. I meant everything I said."
"Why are we talking about this anyways? It doesn't matter. We can talk about it, ponder over it, but it's not going to change a damn thing. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get going. Bye."
"Wait!" she cried.
"What?"
"Look into my eyes and tell me you hate me. Tell me you don't feel anything. Tell me you don't love me. Please, just give me that."