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A/N: Its been months since I last updated this story. Just finished my June Exams so I have time to update. While waiting for the exam so I thought, why not?

Disclaimer: As per usual, I do not own CCS. Otherwise, I'd be freaking rich and Syaoran would have probably end up with Sakura earlier.

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A Little Too Late

Chapter 5 - Secrets Unfold

What are the words used to describe happiness? And what are the words used to describe sadness? But none of that matter, the word Syaoran Li was looking for was betrayal.

He stood there infuriated by the scene in front of him. After months of being married, he was ecstatic to come home and celebrate their one year anniversary. He bought her flowers and jewellery. He was planning to surprise her by coming home early.

Syaoran's plans however can tumbling down when he went through their bedroom door. Tomoyo was coddling with another man in their marriage bed. Obviously, too pre-occupied to notice his presence.

"Get the hell out of my house!" At the sound of his roaring voice, the two jumped out of the bed, searching frantically for their clothes. Tomoyo's face was red from embarrassment. Was it from his discovering her 'little' rendezvous or is it the fact that she is now - quite possibly - a divorced woman.

Tomoyo struggled to find the right words, "Syaoran, it's not what it looks like! I - I-" As soon as the front door slammed shut, Syaoran turned to face Tomoyo. His eyes filled with fury.

Syaoran as furious. She was lying to him yet again. Was she not satisfied with their marriage. He worked night and day to keep her from starving, to provide her the money she needed. "What was it, then?" His voice was low and full of hatred.

Tomoyo's eyes widen. She never seen him so angry before. He was always sweets and a gentleman. Her brows furrowed. "He seduced me and- and he threatened me. He told me he'd-"

Her words were cut of by Syaoran's sardonic laughter. "Really Tomoyo? The boy is barely even out of high school. Blackmail you? With what? Did you really think, I was that stupid?" He bellowed.

Tomoyo remained quiet. His words tore her open. Syaoran shook his head and took one last glance at her. "Get out of my house! Now!"

Tomoyo stayed frozen. Her lips quivered trying to come up with an excuse. But what else is there? Syaoran turned his back against her and muttered, "When I come back from Eriol's I want all your stuff gone. All of it. You better start packing."

Syaoran ran down the stairs as fast as he could, impatient and anxious to get out of the house. It reeked of her, Tomoyo and sex of course. How he loathed her. He knew that their marriage was nothing but mutual affection towards one another, but can that be the very reason for her to cheat on him?

As soon as he got in the car, Syaoran speed off to Eriol's house, hoping to find comfort in his friends arms.

Eriol was busy making coffee, his eyes still sleepy and were threatening to drop anytime soon. He came home late the night before.

A loud knock came from the back door. Reluctantly, he got up and dragged his feet towards the door.

Syaoran stood there his head hung low in disappointment. Eriol fought the urge to ask him why exactly. Instead, he step aside to let Syaoran into the house and onto the couch.

"Hey man, what happened to you? You look like someone ran over your dog," Eriol said softly. Syaoran remained silent. The lukewarm coffee was settled in front of him. His eyes fixed on the mug.

Eriol sent furtive glances at his friend unsure of what to do. Silence was overbearing, he didn't want to pressure Syaoran into telling him. "When you are ready, you can tell me." Eriol made a move to stand up.

"Wait!" came Syaoran's raspy voice. His eyes were tired and bloodshot. His whole body was shaking, Eriol noticed. "I found out. I found Tomoyo. She was- she was in bed with- with another guy." His friend's voice broke into hiccups in between.

Eriol sighed and asked him calmly, "When?"

"I came home this afternoon. I was going to surprise her. I mean, it's our anniversary. I thought - then I saw. She was -" Unable to form a complete sentence, Syaoran sighed in frustration and buried his face into his hands.

Eriol gave him a small smile. "Beer?" Apparently, only one word was needed in the conversation.

That night Syaoran stayed over at Eriol and Sakura's house. Admittedly, Sakura felt guilty. She knew Tomoyo was having an affair, but she couldn't bring herself to break Syaoran's heart like that.

Unable to sleep, she slid out of the bed, tip toeing out of Eriol and hers shared bedroom. Moving slowly, not wanting to wake her lover up. "Where are you going?" Eriol's voice was laced with sleep.

Sakura jumped in surprise. She tucked her hair behind her ear in a nervous gesture. "I thought you were asleep."

Eriol sat up from the bed, his eyes adjusting to the dark. "I was. What's wrong, baby?" He patted the empty space next to him. "C'mere."

Sakura went over to the bed and sat down. Her head resting on his shoulder. She melted into his embrace, like how she usually would. "I'm afraid."

Eriol glanced at her, his face showed confusion. Before he could question her, she continued. "I'm afraid for both Tomoyo and Syaoran. I knew. I knew she was cheating on him. But Syaoran, he was so happy. And I, I didn't know what to do. I feel so guilty. I feel like it's my fault. I should have-"

Eriol hushed her and cradled her back, and forth. "It's okay. It's not your fault. There's no reason for you to feel guilty. If anything, it's Tomoyo. No offence, but your cousin is a class A bitch. Looking back now, I don't get what I ever saw in her." He caressed her arms, calming her.

You should sleep. Doctor says you need it. The baby needs it too." He smiled against her hair. Inhaling the fresh scent of strawberries, Eriol kissed her head. "I want our family to be healthy, and that includes you."

"Three more months," she muttered. Sleep was beginning to seep in to her eyes. "A family."

The next morning, Syaoran found himself sitting at the kitchen table waiting for breakfast to be served. Eriol sat at the head of the table, sipping his morning coffee.

"Hey," Syaoran snapped out of his daze and turned towards Eriol, quirking a brow. "It'll be fine, man. Besides, you're better off without her."

Syaoran silently prayed that his friend was right.

A/N: Finally finished this chapter, another chapter coming along not too long after this one. I'm sorry for the very long pending. Leave your thoughts and ideas. I love me some review. Seriously.