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Chapter Six

Syaoran was still lying in bed.

He hadn't moved since he had woken up from that dream, skipping school, breakfast and pretty much everything else that normal people did on a normal day. Nobody pounded on his door and told him to get up, since Wei was in Hong Kong on an errand. It was just him in this lonely mansion.

His eyes were trained on a brown bear which was sitting on the shelf opposite his bed. It looked old and dusty, not to mention poorly made, with fluff sticking out of bad stitches. But no matter how angry he was at her, he could never bring himself to throw that bear away. No matter how many times he told himself he didn't love her anymore, he knew it wasn't true.

He had always been lying to himself about this love that was both a blessing and a curse.

Rock music blared through a set of hot pink speakers. The air reeked of designer perfume. Fumiko lay on her bed, her fingers moving rapidly as she texted furiously.

She hadn't seen Syaoran in school today. He wasn't replying her texts and he wasn't picking up her calls. This had thrown her into a crabby mood and she had destroyed her pink lamp, smashed several jars of nail polish and crashed through her entire row of perfume.

"REPLY ME DAMN IT!" She threw her phone down, and it came apart like a child's toy. She stomped her heel on the baby pink hand-phone, which she had decorated with stick on gem pieces and homemade stickers of Syaoran's face. Fumiko brushed her blonde hair back, panting angrily. There was only one reason why he had been acting weirdly recently.

Sakura Kinomoto.

Tomoyo was sitting on the floor, in front of her wooden floor table. Her sewing bag was open, and she was stitching, her fingers moving with expertise.

Her thoughts strayed to Sakura. She had been obviously troubled when Syaoran didn't show up, and she had been spacing out for the whole day. She didn't touch her lunch, and teachers had to call her several times before she answered.

Tomoyo sighed and picked up a framed photograph. The frame was made of wood, and at the bottom left corner was a rabbit made out of white shell. It had been her birthday present, and it held one of her favourite pictures.

A photograph of four people who were able to smile before everything started falling apart.

"This house lacks food…" Syaoran had decided to get up, no longer able to deprive himself of food.

He opened the fridge and peered in, frowning. There was a box of strawberries. He sighed and took it out. After 30 minutes of searching, this was all he could find. He tipped them all into a glass bowl and washed them, before heading back into his room. As he popped one into his mouth, he remembered the first time Sakura had been to his house.

*Flashback*

"Syaoran-kun! Syaoran! Your house is amazing!" Sakura ran around, laughing as if she had never been to a better place before. Syaoran couldn't help smiling when he saw her this happy. Her laughter was contagious, her cheerfulness was addictive.

"You hungry?" His stomach rumbled and she giggled.

"Yeah! Let's get something to eat!" He took her hand and led her to the kitchen, where she exploded yet again into various compliments. He opened the fridge and peered in. A box of strawberries sat in the middle of an empty fridge. He looked back at her. "Are strawberries okay?"

"Yup! I love strawberries!" He tipped them into a glass bowl and washed them before handing the bowl to her. "Here."

"Aren't you going to eat too, Syaoran?" She held out a strawberry and placed the tip on his lips. "Here! Eat up!" He blushed and took it from her fingers. It was a strange feeling. The strawberry had a sweet flavor. Sweet…and something else.

It tasted of Sakura's love.

He chewed slowly on his own strawberry. Remembering the memory made the fruit a little sweeter. It almost tasted like the one Sakura gave him.

Almost. But not quite.

Touya barged into Sakura's room, stomping loudly on purpose. "Kaijuu. There's some cake that Otou-san made. You want some?"

Sakura glanced at Cerberus, who was sitting stiffly beside her other stuffed animals. He didn't move, but his eyes had a you'd-better-get-me-some-dessert-or-else look. "Yeah. Cut me a big slice please." Her brother backed out, grinning. "You sure you want a big slice? You'd better start losing that fat, or nobody will love youuu." He closed the door just as Sakura's dictionary slammed against the wood.

Cerberus relaxed and flew over to Sakura. "You'd better call Eriol about the cards. I've been uneasy ever since I felt their presence." His ears perked as he picked up Touya's footsteps. Sakura snatched him out of the air and her brother marched in with her piece of cake. "Here, kaijuu."

"Thanks." Touya stared at Cerberus, who was limp in Sakura's hand, pretending to be a plush-toy. Sakura waved frantically at her brother. "Bye bye! Night! See you! Sayonara!" Once he left the room, Cerberus struggled out of her fist.

"Cake! Chocolate Cake! I live for this moment!" She laughed and picked up her phone, scrolling down her contact list in search for Eriol's phone number.

"Hello? This is Hiiragizawa speaking."

"Eriol-kun? It's Sakura!" Sakura turned to Cerberus, glaring at him. "Shut up, Kero-chan! Close your mouth when you chew!" She turned back to her phone. "I'm sorry about that."

She heard him laugh. "It's all right, Sakura-san. But why are you calling me? Is something wrong?"

"Yeah. The thing is…"

"…I see. This is quite, no, very problematic. I'm sorry that my cards have caused you so much trouble. I'll see you soon."

Eriol put the phone down and turned to his guardians.

"Ruby Moon, Spinel Sun. Pack your bags. We're going back to Tomoeda."

Hehehe.

Spinel Sun is such a cool name. I wish Clamp named me when I was born. (:

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