A/N: A few notes . . . 1: i'm getting a kitten, so Wolven Moons will kinda be on a temporary hiatus. It'll be back up in about a month, though, so no worries please. 2: I'm gonna change my username, so next update will be under Tzigane-Akiko instead of Xiannodel. Sorry it's so short, but I promise you there will be a very long update as soon as I can get on. I'm sorry for making you wait so long for such a short chapter . . .
Syaoran's POV:
"Looks like I didn't have to go through you just to kill four-eyes after all, wolf-boy." Satoshi told me witha satisfied grin. My blood absolutely boiled.
"You . . . . you . . ." I stammered, red haze beginning to swim before my eyes. "You . . . what have you done?!"
"Simple. I . . . . eliminated the . . . competition, you could say? Now that your precious Eriol is out of the way, there's nothing to stop me from taking over every single gang in this whole goddamned city. Resistors will be . . ." Satoshi paused for effect, his bloody sword glittering in the pale light of dawn. " . . . taken care of."
"You-" I started, about to cuss him out, but then Eriol moved in my lap. The red spots in my vision dissapated as my gaze shot around to my fallen friend.
"Syao . . . ran . . ." My lifelong friend gasped, a little bit of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "Syaoran . . . Syao . . . Syao . . ."
"Eriol, shush, I'm here." I bent closer, trying to staunch the heavy flow of his blood. "Don't worry, we'll get you to Tomoyo. Just hold on, just hold on a little longer . . ."
"Tomoyo . . . oh, my . . . precious . . . Tomoyo . . ." he grinned, despite his pain. "Tell her I . . . love her . . . Syaoran . . . tell her."
"Hey. You'll be able to tell her yourself, just hold on! You know that cheesy line about the light at the end of the tunnel?! Well, I'm usin' it! Ignore the light, Eriol! Tomoyo and I are at the other end! All of us are waiting for you to come back."
"Ah . . . Syaoran . . . you'll take care of her . . . right?" Eriol panted, closing his eyes. There was so much blood . . . too much . . . the stench of it filled my nostrils and threatened to drive me insane.
"Don't talk like that! You'll see your Tomoyo, just hold on!"
"Oh, Syao . . . ran . . . I'm so very . . . very proud . . . to call you . . . my . . . truest . . . friend . . ." Eriol trailed off, and his hand went limp in mine.
I sat there in silence, waiting for him to open his eyes again. When he didn't, I started to feel my grip on reality slip away.
"Dammit, Eriol . . ." My tears fell onto his body, and I knew he was gone. "Dammit . . . you promised you wouldn't die. You promised!!! Don't die . . . don't die . . . don't . . ."
The body . . . went cold.
My reality . . .
. . . disappeared.