A Note From the Author: Finally I started to feel my muse and be able to write again. I honestly have no idea where this story will go but I'm sure the road to getting there will be quite interesting so please read to your heart's content and I hope that you will continue to read my story but until then here is Chapter 7.

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or any of Clamp's characters. I only know the plot and the feeling that I want the readers to know when they read.

Summary: When you slowly fall in love with you're best friend of course things can get confusing. Follow the twists and turns of backstabbing know it alls and high school drama at it's finest.

Lean On Me

Chapter 7

The world can seem so cold like those memorable days in the winter where you play outside as the snow keeps falling fresh slowly building up. Through wet gloves covering your hands you have too much fun participating in that rigid snowball fight with laughing friends and building weird snowmen to which you try and make look as round as they used to build in your favorite cartoon. No, it's only later when you step inside that cozy house filled with warmth and comfort that you realize your hands had turned numb and cold gently looking over the redness that you see glowing brightly.

Numb, is that how I feel? When Tomoyo's eyes searched mine why didn't I look at her with longing to tell someone what's going on? When Syaoran's presence overshadowed my own why couldn't I look up and give him a smile of reassurance to tell him that I was ok though it's quite far from that or just anything? I don't know what's wrong but I don't like this feeling at all.

Things have to cheer up sooner or later, right? Because after winter's icy breath reaches your back causing the hair to rise it slowly relaxes to find spring's cool breeze full of warmth from the glowing sun. I have to believe that things will soften up or how else will I be able to find courage to apologize to Tomoyo or Syaoran for acting so out of character today.

I looked up to the afternoon sky as the soon baby blue was starting to make way for the soft colors of yellows and reds as the sun was slowly getting ready to set. I stretched my arms up and wide trying to loosen up my shoulders and took a deep breath.

I gave a fist to the sidewalk that lay ahead took a step and said

"I won't let Cherice get to me like this."

"If she wants some fake cheeriness then I give that medicine to her right in the mouth."

Humph I grunted sullenly as I started to pick up my feet taking the trail home.

School had seemed way too long I reasoned as I swung my backpack in my left hand ever so slightly. My strides were long keeping at a certain pace and I wanted to keep my head up high smiling to the world. I soon reached the gate of my house opening it slowly as it make a low creaking sound from not getting any elbow grease. I looked up and there on the front steps of grey stone stood a pleased face. Her sleek black hair with a few delicate curls at the bottom swayed to the right as a soft breeze picked up and I only smiled back at her.

"Tomoyo," I said cheerfully jogging up to greet her.

She was still dressed in the school uniform so she must of came after her rehearsals with the women's choir at our school.

"I'm glad to see that someone has defiantly found their optimistic side once again," she said as a smile graced her face.

"Yes I have. I'm sorry Tomoyo for acting so strange today," I answered.

"If you feel sad then feel sad, if you feel angry be angry and if you feel happy then let everything go and be the way you want after all it's not good to suppress things inside right?" she asked gladly.

I nodded feeling the strands of my hair brush against the back of my neck. Ever since I met her I grew envious of her quality for being compassionate. It can give you a sense of peace and soothe any doubt.

"Would you like to come in?" I asked hospitably.

"I'm sorry Sakura, I would love to but I have to get going," she answered politely walking toward the gate. "I'm just glad to see that you've cheered up."

"Thanks," I said watching her pass. "Then I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Of course, oh and by the way you might want to talk to Syaoran and apologize for making him worry, ok?" she called looking back once more with a serious look on her face.

I nodded as she gave me one last smile and walked right out the gate.

I guess I have to speak with Syaoran sooner or later. Was he really that worried I wondered as I walked up the steps to the wooden door. I shuffled through my bag to find my keys as the charms from my bracelet jingled. After finding them I slowly fit it into lock of the knob and walked in.

"I'm home," I called to a vacant house hearing my voice pass through the empty rooms. I sighed but took a deep breath inhaling the familiar scent of hazelnut and strawberry wrapped around one another filling the house. It's said that each home has it's own scent due to the conditions of the house and the people who live their. It's nice to know that your own house is a bit unique and different though the outside exterior has the same design as the rest on the block.

Things have been getting quite busy as Touya is getting through tough boulders of living on his own and mastering the schedule in a new job and dad trying to make things easier for everyone else. Usually they come home late at night but every once in a while they make it for dinner. I had offered to get a job to lend a hand but dad told me I could help just as easily if I focused on school and brought up my grades, especially in math.

I slipped off my brown shoes and switched them for a pair of comfortable pink slippers and trudged up the wooden stairs hearing the pitter-patter my feet made while climbing up. After walking through the short hallway I opened the door to my room and slowly outgripped my bag causing a low thump to hit the wooden floor.

Flipping on the lights on the right hand I steadily made my way to my bed made of comfortable cherry pink sheets and soft fluffy pillows. As my feet slid across the floor they only went a bit slower as I stepped on the light green rug right in the middle of the room. I looked around and found my white dresser pushed near the light switch. Another door that led to my small closet was on the left of the entrance door leaving my desk with a quaint window with light green curtains above all the way in front of my bed. I glanced over to my right to see a shinning face of my mother smiling right at me on top of the small white table. I looked up and saw right through my ceiling window at the sky soon turning darker.

I sighed as I made myself go change into a modest green shirt and a pair of comfortable gray sweat pants. I walked downstairs all the way to the kitchen and grabbed myself an apple from the basket in the middle of the table. After making my way to the living room I found comfy spot on the couch and flicked on the T.V finding the Food Network. As I watched I kept looking over at the phone that lay right next to me on a small wooden table.

I really should explain to Syaoran I thought playing an endless game of what and what not to do. My hand hesitantly reached for the phone as I eyed what I was doing with fear.

But what if he doesn't want to talk to me after all I've done I thought as my hand darted back to my lap.

Ugh, get a grip of yourself Sakura your talking to yourself too much I thought and grabbed the phone. I dialed the number from memory quickly trying to get this whole ordeal over with. I heard the monotonous sound of beep in my ear.

Damn, no one picked up as I slowly put the phone down when I heard it lead me to his voice mail.

The doorbell suddenly rang and I jumped to the sudden noise. I rushed over to the door an opened it to find my dad.

"Sorry I forgot my keys again," he apologized as he scratched the back of his head.

"It's ok," I said smiling as I noticed the Chinese food in his other hand and took it from him to place it in the kitchen.

When the table was set I quietly ate across from my father, as the only light to guide was the bright one hovering over us. I didn't have much to say as I snapped into my thoughts.

"Sakura, Sakura," my father beckoned.

"Hai," I answered as I popped out of my bubble.

"Anything going on in school?" he questioned.

"No, everything is going well," I replied quickly.

He eyed me as I starred down to my plate as the anxiety was building up.

"How are Tomoyo and Syaoran doing?" he asked.

"Oh, they are both fine getting back to the schedule of things," I answered with a bit of uneasiness in the back of my throat.

"Ok, sure," my father said digesting my words knowing that the conversation was going nowhere.

"Ummmmm, I am finished so if your done I can clean up," I said politely.

"No honey it's alright. Just go upstairs and finish your homework," he said smiling ever so gently.

"Arigatou," I replied giving him the best grin I could muster.

I rushed out of the room and grabbed the phone in the living room and ran up the stairs feeling that growing tension slowly slither away back into the darkness. After locking my door shut I jumped on my bed and dialed those numbers one more time. The apprehension was increasing so fast that soon I wouldn't be able to take it. Again the rings sounded in both my ear and head until someone finally picked up.

"Hello," Syaoran answered as I felt my heart stop for a second.

Heeeheeeee Cliffy right there. I'm so happy with this chapter and I hope that more people will start to read this story. Again thanks always for reading and I hope to update soon.

Till then

QueeneyZ