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LilPurplFlwr
Author of 8 Stories
Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Syaoran L. & Sakura K. - Reviews: 255 - Updated: 07-01-05 - Published: 01-06-03 - id:1165111

A/N: I have decided to rewrite this story, because it is unbearable to look at. I might even change the too-long title. I can spot mistakes left and right, and I just don't like the pace or characters that I set for it.

I don't think I'll take this down just yet until I actually get to the action of reorganizing and rewriting, but this little scene would have been in the REAL twelfth chapter.


Competition of the Mind, Physical Body, and Soul

Chapter "12"

By LilPurplFlwr


The front door slammed loudly between the two bodies – each teen wincing at the solid sound.

Tomoyo, with her hand still pressed firmly against the smooth surface of the door, closed her tired eyes and rested her forehead on the back of her hand. Taking a deep breath, she pulled away sharply and sprinted up the stairs to the comfort of her room. Tonight was too much. It was… painful, almost.

As her body hit the soft mattress, she could not help but let her tears burn in her eyes. She was not sure what caused this flood of emotions in her, but it was something about Eriol's words. Whether it was his thoughts, tone, or plain statement that caused this, Tomoyo still could not understand what was making her cry.

Was it because she looked like she wanted to live Sakura's life? Was it because she was too protective of Sakura? Or was it because this was the scariest question she had ever been approached with?

The question was directed to her.

"Do you ever think about your own life, and not Sakura's?"

No, it was not "Talk about Sakura. Tell me about her." No, perhaps, in the first time of her adolescent years, Tomoyo had someone ask her about Daidouji Tomoyo, and not Kinomoto Sakura.

Eriol, who had willingly helped a cracked Tomoyo help himself out the door, now stood on the front porch, staring past the street and road and down to the crashing ocean below. A foreign feeling of heaviness settled in his chest, even though he was proud that he might have began a new development in Tomoyo. Everything had to start somewhere.


A/N: Can't delete me now, can you? XD

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