Disclaimer: I don't own CCS

ChiChi's Note: I'm in a really bad mood right now and feel like murdering someone. Unfortunately, I don't hate anyone so much as to kill them so why don't I just kill someone in one of my fanfics. I'm not gonna say which fanfic though. That would spoil the fun. Okay so on with the story. ENJOY

Chapter 8? CCN: Is that right?

A Pointless Dance

Syaoran laid motionless on the ground watching the girl run around in the water. Once in awhile he'd hear her trying to muffle her coughs. Apparently, she didn't want him to know that she was getting sick. She turned to him with a radiant smile on her face, "Are we going back to the palace later Syaoran?"

Syaoran glared at Sakura, "Do not do that."

"Do what?"

"Speak to me as if you are royalty, don't forget… you are no longer a princess. You are just a prisoner."

She did not curtsy and apologize a million times like every other day; she just gave a slight cough then nodded her head, "As you wish."

Syaoran was growing frustrated with her. She did not act like a princess at all. He killed her family and destroyed her kingdom! Any other princess would try to kill him or never speak to him, but this girl didn't complain at all; she seemed to enjoy being in his presence. He was so caught up in thought that he did not seem to notice the coughing fit that she was having. "Girl, stop coughing," Syaoran ordered.

Sakura turned and tried to stop coughing but she was unsuccessful. Syaoran reluctantly got up from where he was lying and walked over to Sakura. "I hope this is not some kind of joke," he growled.

Suddenly, Sakura collapsed on the ground. Syaoran still thought that it was a joke. He kneeled down and turned her over. Sakura was in fact unconscious and she was burning up. He looked around; they weren't so far from the pub, maybe Odelette could take care of her. Sakura's head fell to the side and a pool of blood escaped from her mouth.

…Daidouji Kingdom…

The ruins of the once beautiful kingdom rested on the border of Japan near the ocean. The only thing that still remained intact was the palace. Tomoyo walked down to the palace ignoring the skeleton, graves, and overall debris. Eriol simply strolled through the entire thing. "What respect you have for my fallen kingdom," Tomoyo said sarcastically.

"My dear Tomoyo, if I had any respect; we would have never met," Eriol intentionally kicked the bones of one of the bodies out of his way.

She gave him a questioning look. Eriol smirked, "Syaoran would have me waiting on him hand in foot if I had respect for him. I wouldn't be surprised if he wanted to kill me."

"Very true," Tomoyo nodded, "He's know you since you were little; it's only normal for him to wish you dead at times. Then again, I've only met months ago and I wish you dead practically every second of the day."

"Is it because of the method that I use to save your life?" he sniggered.

"Of course, if you restrained yourself, maybe you would be somewhat tolerable," she rolled her eyes.

She then yelped when Eriol wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. "Why? Do you find my attraction to you that appalling?" he enquired then placed a soft kiss upon her lips.

Once he pulled away he awaited her reaction with an amused look on his face. Unfortunately for him, her face was completely expressionless. Suddenly, he felt a great pain in between his legs. Tomoyo giggled at what she just did. Eriol collapsed onto the ground whimpering. She kneeled down beside him and gave him a sympathetic look, "Eriol, keep your lips off of mine in the future if you wish to keep the body parts from your lower body, if you know what I mean."

She smiled at him then made her way to the castle. "You better catch up, we have nine towers to check," Tomoyo added.

…Li Kingdom Refuge…

"How zee 'ell did you let zees happen?" Odelette shrieked.

"Watch your tongue when you speak to me you bloody Chikarain," Syaoran shouted.

She glared at him, "I should say zee same to you! If I ever get hold of a sword, you will be zee first one zat I kill."

Syaoran drew his sword and pointed it again, "Do you wish to repeat that?"

She stared at the sword then gasped, "Zat eez my sword you bastard!"

"I know, its quite light…" Syaoran paused, "You speak differently."

Odelette glared at him and turned to take care of Meilin. Across from Meilin's bed was Sakura's bed. She had come down with a sickness that would last a week. There was no good help in the refuge for their sicknesses so Syaoran sent for some carriages. They would arrive in the morning, but for now, he was stuck in a rat hole with three pathetic prisoners.

…Daidouji Kingdom…

Eriol finished descending the ninth tower, "None of them have any signs of Rosuto Daidouji."

"Oh dear, I forgot, you must do a spell to find the entrance, but it lasts a really long time. I guess I shouldn't have made you climb all those towers for me after all," Tomoyo faked a sympathetic look, "Serves you right. Never disrespect me or my kingdom."

She remembered seeing her mother casting a spell in this very tower. She had staff in her hands as she danced. Tomoyo just needed something long. 'Of course! My sword!' she reached over to her belt but her sword wasn't there. "You left it in one of the towers," Eriol smirked once he found out what she was doing.

"Let me borrow yours."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Call this revenge my dearest."

Tomoyo glared at him then got an idea. She collapsed to the ground weeping, "I'll never be able to see Sakura again! She might even be dead now!"

Eriol kneeled down beside her and placed his hand on her shoulder. As soon as he did so, she flung herself into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry for a while. Once she knew he wasn't expecting anything, she uncomfortably slid her hand down to his waistline and searched for his sword. "Did you really think that I would be that stupid?" Eriol asked.

Tomoyo's eyes widened. She looked to the side and saw his sword leaning against the wall. "Oh no…" Tomoyo gasped.

Eriol took advantage of the situation and kissed her. Her face burned and she immediately kicked his leg. He pulled away and glared at here, but then smiled. Tomoyo shivered, 'That smile is dangerous.' Eriol grabbed his sword and held it out to her. She cautiously placed her hand on it. Their eyes met for a second; there was something in his eyes that made him seem very reliable. Maybe she could get along with him. "I'm tired, so I'll cast the spell tomorrow," Tomoyo gently pushed the sword away, "It's not like there is a reason to rush."

…Ruins of the Kinomoto Kingdom…

A soldier walked onto the grounds of the deserted territory. There where horse hoof prints on the ground. He continued to walk and found a shred of white material caught onto a piece of metal sticking out of a crumbled building. "They were here," he shouted out.

"Are you certain sir?" another soldier rode up to him on his horse.

"Yes, they were heading to the relics of that Daidouji Kingdom."

"That is where we're going?"

"Yes."

The soldier nodded then turned the other way, "Men! Onwards to the Daidouji Kingdom!"

Behind them a long trail of over a hundred soldiers rode off in the direction ordered.

…Daidouji Kingdom…

Tomoyo walked out on the sand that trailed into the ocean. She listened to the waves crashing onto the shore and watched the sunset. The wind softly blew her hair across her face as she watched. She raised her hand and waited. A stream of water escaped from the ocean and began to swirl around her. A giggle escaped her lips when the water lightly brushed across her face. The water was like an inspiration of some sort that Tomoyo didn't want to let go to waste. She closed her eyes and listened to water swirling around her. She hummed a melody while she listened. She soon felt her body dancing to the song but something else was happening. Some sort of energy was flowing from her. She opened her eyes to see that the sun had already set and the flow of water still remained around her. She gasped when she noticed that the waves in the ocean had disappeared. Was that her fault? She sent the water back into the ocean and lifted her hand slightly to make ripples in the water. "Tomoyo?" Eriol's voice came out of nowhere.

"Yes?" she turned to him.

"What are you doing all the way out here? I heard singing coming from out here."

Tomoyo smiled, "Yes, I was singing."

Eriol looked out into the ocean, "Were you using magic?"

"Yes, I was playing with the water."

"No, that wasn't it. I sensed white magic. Like in Chikara, but different."

He then walked to wear the waves broke and then took a step into the water. He took Tomoyo's hand and dragged her into the water. She shrieked when she felt how cold the water was. Eriol just smiled and pulled her in deeper. Once they were waist-deep in water, Eriol bowed and extended his hand to her, "May I have this dance?"

"But there is no music," Tomoyo took his hand even though.

"Then sing."

Tomoyo placed her other hand on his shoulder and began to sing. Eriol closed his eyes and listened to her singing. It was the most angelic thing that he had ever heard. Tomoyo leaned her head on his shoulder while they danced. She had danced before, but only with Touya because he was the only one who would want to dance with her. "Tomoyo," he whispered, "Look."

She looked down and saw them dancing overtop of the water. "Eriol, are you doing this?" she asked.

"No, it's all you."

She stared at the water then at Eriol. He was calmly watching her. This was the perfect time for him to kiss her and she wouldn't hurt him, Tomoyo thought. Eriol slowly leaned in getting closer and closer to her. Tomoyo closed her eyes and waited for him to kiss her; instead she felt nothing. "I knew the magic was coming from you," Eriol let go of her hand and gave a faint laugh, "I just had to test it.

Tomoyo opened her eyes, "Yeah…"

'So he was just testing me… how foolish of me to even think that he…' Tomoyo noticed that Eriol was giving her a concerned look. She quickly pasted on a smile and walked off the water. Eriol just didn't understand.

ChiChi's Note: I don't like the ending to that….. Oh well, I'm not gonna change it. Review!