Chapter 6

As soon as Eriol heard another door opening and Sakura's gasp, he was turning on his feet and his training skills were instantly harnessed, ready to launch himself into a fight. Only to stop short when he saw who it was.

'Oh, wow. This is going to be interesting,' he thought.

The event slowly played itself out and an amused grin kept growing until Eriol's face all but seemed to be cracking in two. 'I can't wait to share this with Meiling, Ryu and Yakana.' Although when he noticed Syaoran starting to lean in, he knew he had to stop what was going to happen.

With an exaggerated cough, Eriol regrettably interrupted their interlude.

"Sakura?"

When she heard him, her head snapped up to look at him. She looked confused for a moment before the small bit of colour in her cheeks grew quite a bit more. The man's hand casually dropped away and brought his gaze yup to meet Eriol's deep azure eyes. Constant training had them keeping a cool and emotionless face and they even managed to make their gazes questioning.

"Um…" Sakura began.

"That sure is a big box for stuffed animals," stated a cool voice.

"Hm?" Sakura mumbled, feeling stupid for only managing to create sounds, turning to face the unknown stranger.

He gestured to the soft, cute toys littering the hallway and the over-sized, over-turned box. "Then again you do have quite a few."

"Oh." If possible, Sakura turned an even darker shade of pink. "Sorry about that. Umm…yeah. Sorry," she finished lamely.

He just turned, closed and locked his door, then again turned to face her. "Whatever. Just don't stand near my door anymore." With that he walked down the hall towards the elevators.

"Whoah," Eriol began. "Talk about rude. Do you know him, Sakura?"

"Can't say I do." She snapped back from her daze a scowl formed on her face. "Frankly, I don't think that I would want to know him." Sakura crouched down and began picking up the animals. "Unfortunately for us, it looks like he's our new neighbour," she said, her frown deepening. "God! He was such a cold-hearted ass!" But for the rest the day, she couldn't get the cold-hearted ass out of her thoughts.

Later that evening, there was a knock at the door.

Eriol looked over at Sakura, his eyebrows raised. "Who could that be?"

"I have no idea," Sakura answered, standing up from her seat on the couch. "Tomoyo has her own key. She wouldn't' be knocking."

"Stay where you are, Sakura. I'm going to see who it is."

He strode towards the door and took a look into the peep hole. With a guarded expression, he slowly opened the door.

The woman at the door stood with her head bowed, rummaging through her purse.

"Thank God you're here Sakura! I forgot my-" the words died on the woman's lips as she finally looked up into a man's deep azure eyes.

Eriol looked over the woman, supposedly an acquaintance of Sakura's. She was of about the same frame as her; slim and small. Her hair was loose and flowing down her back in gentle, purplish waves. Her eyes, a vibrant, alluring shade of purple.

She looked up and down the hallway highly baffled. "I'm so sorry," she apologized. "I think I have the wrong place." She began to turn away as a blush steadily grew across her cheeks, only o be stopped as an arm snapped out and gently took hold of her own.

"I don't think I know you're name," Eriol smoothly said.

"Daijoubou Tomoyo. I must have gotten the wrong door. I'm-"

"What makes you think that?"

She opened her mouth to answer the obvious when a familiar voice called out to her.

"Tomoyo!" Sakura called cheerfully.

"Sakura?" she asked, confused. The man who was still holding her arm pulled her into the apartment. "I don't mean to be rude but who is this?"

"Oh! Tomoyo, this is the agent that has been assigned to keep an eye on me, Hiiragizaw Eriol. Eriol, Daijoubou Tomoyo.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Daijoubou-san."

"And you, Hiiragizaw-san."

"Please, Eriol, is fine."

"Okay, Eriol," Tomoyo said with a smile. "Then just, Tomoyo, will do." She turned to Sakura to include her into the conversation. "When did you two get here?"

"I think around10: 45," Sakura replied.

"That early? It's after six right now. What have you two been doing?"

"Mostly talking, watching TV and pigging out on junk food," Eriol said with a grin."

"So I guess you two aren't at all hungry?" Tomoyo presumed.

A small rumbling growl emitted from the depths of both Sakura's and Eriol's stomachs. Sakura ducked her head in acute embarrassment and Eriol coughed to cover a nervous chuckle.

"I'll take that as a 'no'," Tomoyo said with a smile. She set down her purse and made her way into the kitchen.

Outside the window, the lights from the streets were being cast into the dark room and over his face. His eyes were closed but his mind and thoughts were anything but asleep.

'So that was Kinomoto Sakura, hm.' Her profile swam in and out of his mind and her emerald eyes were haunting. He ran his fingers through his dark chocolate hair and turned over to let slumber overtake him.

'This is certainly going to be an interesting mission.'

Note: You all have my sincerest apologies for not updating in 9 months. Just so you all know, this is the majority of chapter six, but not the complete version. This portion is just sort of a forgive-for-being-seemingly-selfish-and-cruel gift for all the readers of this story who have ben anticipating an update. I will TRY, see how the keyword here is TRY, to complete this chapter my the 23rd of Dec.