Fujitaka was in the kitchen finishing up with making breakfast. He had
made pancakes and eggs. Pouring two small cups of milk he set everything
onto a tray. The pancakes were on one plate, while the eggs were on
another. Walking down the hall, he entered his bedroom placing the food
tray on the bed next to Nadeshiko's side. Taking a seat in a chair he had
set next to the bed earlier he lifted the glass of milk to her hand. As
she took a sip and returned it back to him he asked, "How are you feeling?"
"Tired." She responded weakly.
He smiled tenderly and put the glass back on the tray. "Save your strength." He took a fork and scooped up a small amount of eggs bringing to her mouth. She attempted to raise her hand to help, but he pushed it down and spoke softly. "Let me help you love."
Relaxing her body back into the bed, she allowed him to feed her breakfast.
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Eriol pulled the car into a parking spot near the front entrance and stopped the car. Turning to Tomoyo who held a beaming smile, he asked "Are you ready to make some new friends?"
Tomoyo giggled and nodded. "Uh huh. Lets go!"
She took off her seat belt and pulled the handle on the door pushing it open, but before she could step fully out of the car.
Eriol had grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. Taking his other hand and pulling her head to meet his, he kissed her passionately. Releasing his grip on her, he pulled back slightly for air. "I just wasn't sure when I'd get to do that again." He smirked and she patted his chest before turning back to exit the car.
They unloaded their bags and walked up to the front counter. "We'd like a room across from our friends who I believe are here under the name Li. Is that possible?" Eriol asked.
The man behind the counter looked at him oddly but didn't ask questions as he searched the hotel list entries. "We have an opening right across the hall. Would you like to check it out first?"
Eriol shook his head. "No that's alright. Thank you." He signed for it and paid using his card. "Can you tell me which room they are in exactly?"
The man pointed them towards the stairs and repeated where their room would be. After all instructions were given, he added in "The Li's are in room 219. We hope you enjoy your stay here."
Eriol nodded thanks and escorted Tomoyo up the stairs to their room. They took a glance across the way to the door that had 219 posted on it, but went into their own and closed the door behind them.
"Eriol?" Tomoyo questioned. "Aren't you going to let them know we are here?"
Eriol smiled "In a minute, let me just give Syaoran a heads-up." Grabbing his cell he punched in a number.
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Syaoran was in the shower and Sakura was balled up in the chair looking out the window again when Syaoran's phone rang. Sakura looked over to the bed as it rang again. Standing up, she walked over to the phone and picked it up into her hands. She looked at it as it rang again before she actually answered it. Putting it to her ear, she spoke timidly into the end. "Hello?"
There was a stutter before speaking. "Sakura?"
"Hey Eriol." Sakura replied back as she sat down on the bed.
"Hey." There was a pause, and then he continued. "Where's Syaoran?"
"In the shower, do you want me to tell him you called? He should be out soon." She said looking towards the door.
"Yeah, that would be great. Thanks Sakura."
"Hey, when do you think you'll be here?" She asked.
"In a while. Talked to you later!" He said bubbly
"Okay, later." Sakura ended hanging up the phone. Moments later she heard the water turn off in the bathroom.
Putting the phone back on the bed she walked back to her perch at the window. Something about the sky. . . or was it freedom she thought it contained. Whatever it was, it always consumed her; removing her from everything here that felt so bad.
The wind blew and she watched the trees sway a few feet away, zoning out of the world at hand.
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Turning off the water, Syaoran got out of the shower. Grabbing a towel and drying himself off, he wrapped it around his waist and wiped his hand over the mirror. He looked in it for a minute and out of nowhere a picture of Sakura's sad face appeared in the place of his. Her hair was twisted all around and there was a single tear on her check. Blinking and stepping back, he looked again to find his wet reflection. He huffed to himself as he thought, 'Your going crazy Syao! Stop imagining things.' Turning to the counter top her reached out for his clothes. Coming to a dead stop he closed his eyes and opened them again, hoping he was just seeing things, but no. His clothes really weren't there. Sighing he made sure the towel was wrapped tightly around himself. Opening the door cautiously he called to Sakura.
No response.
'She wouldn't leave. . . would she?' He called her name again as he stepped out of the door and found her in the chair looking out the window. 'Sakura. What is it that entices you so much?' He knew she was in her dream world and probably wouldn't respond so he quietly crept over to his bag.
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Sakura was in her dream world again. The wind blew around her, through her hair and past her dress. Flower pedals danced all around her. She blinked her eyes and when they opened the flowers were gone leaving behind the ugly dead leaves from before. 'No' Sakura muttered under her breath, as she already knew what would happen next. She took off running, hearing someone call her name along the way until she saw the woman dressed in white. Sakura stopped and tried to focus on the woman more clearly this time. It looked almost like. . . her mother!
Sakura snapped back to reality and turned to see Syaoran standing over his duffle bag in just a towel. "Oh!" Sakura spoke out before she thought. A smile pulled at her lips as she noticed Syaoran's beautifully built chest. Moving up to his neck and then to his face, she noticed it was a slight tint of pink. She blushed slightly and thought to herself, 'It must have been from the heat. But why am I blushing!'
Syaoran coughed and bent down quickly grabbing his bag and backing up towards the bathroom. "Sorry, I forgot my clothes."
Sakura turned back to look at him and noticed he was about to back into the door of the bathroom. She reached out her hand and opened her mouth to warn him, but it was already too late and a loud thud was heard as his head made impact with the door.
Syaoran stopped and grabbed the back of his head muttering under his breath and dropping his bag at the same time, "Oww."
Sakura got up and ran to his side pulling the door away to look up at the back of his head. Gently running her fingers over where he had hit his head, she slowly pulled her fingers away and sighed. "Good, no blood."
Syaoran smirked. "Wow, I should hurt myself more often if I am to get such special treatment like this."
Sakura looked up at him and whacked his chest lightly and then smiled. "Your horrible, you know that?" Picking up his bag for him, she tossed it into his arms. "Go get dressed!"
Syaoran laughed and turned taking the bag into the bathroom and closing the door. He smiled to himself as he pulled out his clothes for the day and thought to himself how he wished everyday could be like this. "Happy like this." He whispered to himself.
Sakura backed up to the bed and lay down across it. "Syaoran. . . " She whispered to herself. Her back hurt slightly as if something was poking it. Taking a hand under her back she found the cell phone hidden away. Sitting up she looked to the bathroom door as it opened again, this time with Syaoran wearing a dark green shirt and Jeans. He smiled to her and Sakura held the phone out to him. "Eriol called while you were in the shower."
Syaoran took the phone from her and said, "Thanks." Her eyes were still on his face and he shrugged and asked, "What?"
Sakura thought for a minute then decided to find out the truth. "Why did Eriol say he'd be here soon? We only talked to him a little over an hour ago."
Syaoran was taken back by her question and froze. . .
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I know it's short, but it's late and I figure I'll just make up for it later. Hopefully there isn't too much that I missed. I didn't really double-check it. Well I just wanted to say thanks to all of you who have reviewed so far! It's been really supportive to me.
"Tired." She responded weakly.
He smiled tenderly and put the glass back on the tray. "Save your strength." He took a fork and scooped up a small amount of eggs bringing to her mouth. She attempted to raise her hand to help, but he pushed it down and spoke softly. "Let me help you love."
Relaxing her body back into the bed, she allowed him to feed her breakfast.
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Eriol pulled the car into a parking spot near the front entrance and stopped the car. Turning to Tomoyo who held a beaming smile, he asked "Are you ready to make some new friends?"
Tomoyo giggled and nodded. "Uh huh. Lets go!"
She took off her seat belt and pulled the handle on the door pushing it open, but before she could step fully out of the car.
Eriol had grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. Taking his other hand and pulling her head to meet his, he kissed her passionately. Releasing his grip on her, he pulled back slightly for air. "I just wasn't sure when I'd get to do that again." He smirked and she patted his chest before turning back to exit the car.
They unloaded their bags and walked up to the front counter. "We'd like a room across from our friends who I believe are here under the name Li. Is that possible?" Eriol asked.
The man behind the counter looked at him oddly but didn't ask questions as he searched the hotel list entries. "We have an opening right across the hall. Would you like to check it out first?"
Eriol shook his head. "No that's alright. Thank you." He signed for it and paid using his card. "Can you tell me which room they are in exactly?"
The man pointed them towards the stairs and repeated where their room would be. After all instructions were given, he added in "The Li's are in room 219. We hope you enjoy your stay here."
Eriol nodded thanks and escorted Tomoyo up the stairs to their room. They took a glance across the way to the door that had 219 posted on it, but went into their own and closed the door behind them.
"Eriol?" Tomoyo questioned. "Aren't you going to let them know we are here?"
Eriol smiled "In a minute, let me just give Syaoran a heads-up." Grabbing his cell he punched in a number.
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Syaoran was in the shower and Sakura was balled up in the chair looking out the window again when Syaoran's phone rang. Sakura looked over to the bed as it rang again. Standing up, she walked over to the phone and picked it up into her hands. She looked at it as it rang again before she actually answered it. Putting it to her ear, she spoke timidly into the end. "Hello?"
There was a stutter before speaking. "Sakura?"
"Hey Eriol." Sakura replied back as she sat down on the bed.
"Hey." There was a pause, and then he continued. "Where's Syaoran?"
"In the shower, do you want me to tell him you called? He should be out soon." She said looking towards the door.
"Yeah, that would be great. Thanks Sakura."
"Hey, when do you think you'll be here?" She asked.
"In a while. Talked to you later!" He said bubbly
"Okay, later." Sakura ended hanging up the phone. Moments later she heard the water turn off in the bathroom.
Putting the phone back on the bed she walked back to her perch at the window. Something about the sky. . . or was it freedom she thought it contained. Whatever it was, it always consumed her; removing her from everything here that felt so bad.
The wind blew and she watched the trees sway a few feet away, zoning out of the world at hand.
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Turning off the water, Syaoran got out of the shower. Grabbing a towel and drying himself off, he wrapped it around his waist and wiped his hand over the mirror. He looked in it for a minute and out of nowhere a picture of Sakura's sad face appeared in the place of his. Her hair was twisted all around and there was a single tear on her check. Blinking and stepping back, he looked again to find his wet reflection. He huffed to himself as he thought, 'Your going crazy Syao! Stop imagining things.' Turning to the counter top her reached out for his clothes. Coming to a dead stop he closed his eyes and opened them again, hoping he was just seeing things, but no. His clothes really weren't there. Sighing he made sure the towel was wrapped tightly around himself. Opening the door cautiously he called to Sakura.
No response.
'She wouldn't leave. . . would she?' He called her name again as he stepped out of the door and found her in the chair looking out the window. 'Sakura. What is it that entices you so much?' He knew she was in her dream world and probably wouldn't respond so he quietly crept over to his bag.
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Sakura was in her dream world again. The wind blew around her, through her hair and past her dress. Flower pedals danced all around her. She blinked her eyes and when they opened the flowers were gone leaving behind the ugly dead leaves from before. 'No' Sakura muttered under her breath, as she already knew what would happen next. She took off running, hearing someone call her name along the way until she saw the woman dressed in white. Sakura stopped and tried to focus on the woman more clearly this time. It looked almost like. . . her mother!
Sakura snapped back to reality and turned to see Syaoran standing over his duffle bag in just a towel. "Oh!" Sakura spoke out before she thought. A smile pulled at her lips as she noticed Syaoran's beautifully built chest. Moving up to his neck and then to his face, she noticed it was a slight tint of pink. She blushed slightly and thought to herself, 'It must have been from the heat. But why am I blushing!'
Syaoran coughed and bent down quickly grabbing his bag and backing up towards the bathroom. "Sorry, I forgot my clothes."
Sakura turned back to look at him and noticed he was about to back into the door of the bathroom. She reached out her hand and opened her mouth to warn him, but it was already too late and a loud thud was heard as his head made impact with the door.
Syaoran stopped and grabbed the back of his head muttering under his breath and dropping his bag at the same time, "Oww."
Sakura got up and ran to his side pulling the door away to look up at the back of his head. Gently running her fingers over where he had hit his head, she slowly pulled her fingers away and sighed. "Good, no blood."
Syaoran smirked. "Wow, I should hurt myself more often if I am to get such special treatment like this."
Sakura looked up at him and whacked his chest lightly and then smiled. "Your horrible, you know that?" Picking up his bag for him, she tossed it into his arms. "Go get dressed!"
Syaoran laughed and turned taking the bag into the bathroom and closing the door. He smiled to himself as he pulled out his clothes for the day and thought to himself how he wished everyday could be like this. "Happy like this." He whispered to himself.
Sakura backed up to the bed and lay down across it. "Syaoran. . . " She whispered to herself. Her back hurt slightly as if something was poking it. Taking a hand under her back she found the cell phone hidden away. Sitting up she looked to the bathroom door as it opened again, this time with Syaoran wearing a dark green shirt and Jeans. He smiled to her and Sakura held the phone out to him. "Eriol called while you were in the shower."
Syaoran took the phone from her and said, "Thanks." Her eyes were still on his face and he shrugged and asked, "What?"
Sakura thought for a minute then decided to find out the truth. "Why did Eriol say he'd be here soon? We only talked to him a little over an hour ago."
Syaoran was taken back by her question and froze. . .
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I know it's short, but it's late and I figure I'll just make up for it later. Hopefully there isn't too much that I missed. I didn't really double-check it. Well I just wanted to say thanks to all of you who have reviewed so far! It's been really supportive to me.