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Final chapter…







Kagi looked at the tickets in his hands, remorsefully. Two economy tickets to Tokyo. One way.

Should he?

Shouldn't he?

The tickets stared up at him, innocently. They say, love is selfish.

Don't they?

Kagi dragged his feet up to the Daidouji household gate and rang the doorbell. A voice came through the monitor, crisply asking for him to identify himself.

"M-Moriato Kagi. A friend of Tomoyo-chan's." he said. There was a slight pause and then the gates swung open, slowly.

His feet took him to the door, where he rang yet another doorbell. The door opened immediately, revealing Tomoyo in black pants and white shirt. She smiled.

"What are you doing here, Kagi?" she asked, softly. He blushed and stuttered.

"I was…I was…"


He took a deep breath and met Tomoyo's gaze squarely.

"You haven't given me an answer yet."


"My plane leaves in two days."

"Two days!?" Tomoyo exclaimed.

'So soon…so soon…' she thought. She bit her lip and turned her face away. Kagi thought he spotted a faint glitter of tears on her face, but when she turned back, it was gone.

"I'll…I'll come." Tomoyo said, determined. Kagi lifted her chin up to look him in the eye. Her mask was immediately erected, but he noticed how her eyes didn't shine like they used to. Kagi sighed.

"You don't have to come…" he whispered.

"No. I want to." she said. A soft, sad smile flitted over his expression.

"Liar." He let go of her chin. "You don't have to lie to me."

"Who said I was lying?" Tomoyo asked, challenging. To both their surprise, Kagi laughed.

"You know, you are usually very good at hiding your feelings, that I can't decipher them. But right now, I can tell." he told her.

"Then what am I feeling now?" she asked, a challenge still in her eyes.

"Upset and lost, maybe. I know you don't want to go…because you don't want to leave him behind."


"You know who. Him. The person you love? Remember?" Kagi asked, teasingly. He couldn't help but be secretly elated when Tomoyo's face adopted an expression of shock.

"But, I don't-"

"You do. You do love him." Kagi interrupted. He took her hand and held it. "I know you do." He smiled, painfully. "Stay here, Tomoyo-chan. Everything you have is here."

"But, you're leaving…" Tomoyo trailed off.

"Don't worry about me. I'm fine." Kagi lied. "So are you coming with me? I can persuade you all I like, but in the end, it is your choice." Tomoyo looked down.

"No," Tomoyo said, quietly. She looked up. "I'm sorry, but I can't go…you understand, don't you?" Kagi brushed away the hair from her forehead and kissed her head, softly.

"Of course I do." He couldn't believe he was doing this. Kagi let go of her hands and turned to go, but Tomoyo's hand stopped him.

"Thank you. You're a wonderful friend…" she said, gratefully. He closed his eyes, willing the tears not to fall.

"Tell him, Tomoyo-chan. I'm sure he feels the same way."

"I don't-"

"Trust me.  Please tell him. Before I change my mind again." And with that, Kagi walked away for her, away from the girl he loved, sadness deeply embedded in his heart. Being without her love hurt, but…

A whisper of gratefulness traveled on the wind, reaching his ears, as if willed by magic.

"Thank you, Kagi-kun."


I never imagined that I would be in one of these situations. Me. I always thought I was the loveless one. Now…

I don't know.

Eriol thinks I should go.


It's not fair. My mood is so dreary, but the sun is shining brightly and the sky is a deep, clear blue. Like his eyes. The eyes I love so much. It should be raining. Depressing weather, something other than the mocking sun is fine. Like in all those stories.

Tomoyo sighed and closed her eyes. But this wasn't a story. This was her life.

Sitting in the library by the windows, the warm rays bore down on her. She was in one of the more secret places of the library, a small alcove almost totally hidden by bookshelves. A book lay in her hand, her thumb wedged in it as a bookmark. She lent her forehead against the glass, savouring its coolness, her feet on top of another chair.

"Tomoyo-chan." Tomoyo opened her eyes and turned to meet Syaoran's warm amber ones. Her eyes immediately warmed, like they used to.


"Syaoran-kun. I didn't know you liked reading books." she said. Syaoran blushed and looked away, meaning he was uncomfortable. Tomoyo's eyes flashed in comprehension.

"Ah. You came looking for me." she stated, not even needing to ask. He nodded, somewhat guiltily. Tomoyo removed her feet from the chair and beckoned him to come sit. Syaoran did, but he still seemed uncomfortable.

"You want to talk to me about something?" Tomoyo asked.

"How did you know?" Syaoran asked, surprised. She smiled and laughed.

"You're shifting around, so it must be something you're uncomfortable with, ne?" Syaoran smiled.

"You were always the most observant, Tomoyo-chan." His eyes grew hard and angry. "I should really kill that Moriato. He knows what situation you're in, but still he asked you to go to Tokyo with him."

"How did you…?"

"Hiiragizawa. He was looking like cra-"


"Ah, gomen, gomen. He was looking bad yesterday, so I squeezed everything out of him." Syaoran shrugged. "It wasn't really that hard actually."

"He was upset? Doesn't he want me to go?" Tomoyo asked. Syaoran stared at her, incredulously. He had always thought Tomoyo to be the most observant, as he had stated before. How could she not tell that Eriol was in love with her? It was in everything he did, though he hid it quite well.

"Of course not. What makes you think he would want you to go?" Syaoran asked. Tomoyo bit her lip.

"He said he wanted me to go…be cause he wanted me…to be happy." she said. He couldn't help but sigh in exasperation. But he couldn't give up. Sakura-chan had sent him on a mission. Make Tomoyo-chan realize everything or suffer the consequences. Syaoran shuddered, remembering.

"Tomoyo, when you put Sakura-chan and I together, why did you do it? Even though you loved Sakura-chan?" Syaoran asked.

"Because, Sakura-chan's happiness is my happiness…" Tomoyo trailed off.

"Right. Don't you see, Tomoyo-chan? He's doing the same thing as you. He thinks you love Moriato." Realisation dawned and Tomoyo looked horrified.

"But I…but I…" Syaoran held up a hand to silence her.

"Don't tell this to me. I'm sure there's someone else who would like to hear it more…" Tomoyo stood quickly, dropping her book to the floor. Before Syaoran could think, he was enveloped in a friendly hug. They stayed like for a few moments, before Tomoyo broke the silence.

"I really love him, Syaoran-kun. I really do. Thank you." Tomoyo whispered. She pulled back and walked away. As Syaoran was bending over to retrieve the fallen book, Tomoyo's voice floated back to him.

Thank Sakura-chan for me.

Syaoran sat back on his feet and smiled. So she did know…


Tomoyo searched frantically for him. Nakuru said that he wasn't home. He had gone for a walk or something. Tomoyo walked quickly along the sidewalk, eyes looking for any trace of him. A flash of blue? Tomoyo turned quickly, but it wasn't him. Then suddenly…she saw him, across the road. Those familiar glasses and face. There was nothing else just then. Only him. Brushing past the people on the busy street, she paid no heed to the shouts of protest. Nor the red light. Nor the car speeding towards her.

"Eriol-kun!" Tomoyo shouted. Her eyes darted to the side and she froze, unable to move. Fear and shock coursed through her body. She could only watch…

Eriol looked in her direction, at her cry, and his eyes widened. Without thinking, he ran towards her. He snatched up her arm and pulled her away, just as the speeding car ran past. The momentum had pushed them both on the ground, lying next to each other.

"Tomoyo-san. Tomoyo-san." Eriol said, shaking her. Her eyelids fluttered and opened.

"Eriol-kun..." she breathed. Eriol stood and pulled her up. Eriol took her by the shoulders and shook her.

"What the hell do you think you were doing!? You could've been killed! Do you understand that!? Not even I could I have brought you back, then." Eriol's eyes bore into her's. Anger, fear and tenderness were all in his stare. Tomoyo nodded, meekly. Suddenly, she was swept up in a tight hug without warning. His strong arms held her close…so close. He had blocked out every sense...all she knew was him.

"Eriol-kun, I-"

"I swear, Tomoyo, you always scare me the most." he whispered into her hair, interrupting her. He pulled her tighter, if possible. People brushed pasted them, hurrying on their ways, noisy and loud.

"I love you…" A whisper, his words barely audible. Tomoyo felt warmth swamp her from the pit of her stomach.

Her happiness is my happiness…

Those words held no meaning to her anymore. Not when Eriol was there with her…

Slowly…she brought her arms up and returned Eriol's hug. Unknown to her, his eyes opened and widened. He pulled back, dropping his arms to his sides. Tomoyo looked up at him, eyes shining. Her hand found it's way to his. Pulling up Eriol's hand, she treaded her fingers with his. Slowly, Eriol begun to smile.


The couple walked through the park, hand in hand. The sun was beginning to set, but neither seemed to mind. Tomoyo dragged Eriol over to the swings and sat down.

"Push me, please?" A request.

"Of course." Assent.

His hands rested against her back and pushed firmly. At first, she moved only a little, but it soon turned into large swings.

"Did I tell you that I love you?" Tomoyo asked while she swung. The swinging came to an abrupt halt and the swing was turned to face Eriol. She pouted.

"That wasn't a signal to stop, you know."

"Tell me again."


"That you love me…"

"…I love you…" Sincerity.

"…Then I'm glad." Eriol answered. Tomoyo smiled radiantly at him. Holding the chains, Eriol leaned in very close.

"Do you mind…?" he asked, tentatively. Blushing, Tomoyo shook her head. Their lips met briefly, before pulling away, then returning again. All their emotions forced into one kiss, it made Eriol's senses reel.  He didn't want to part with her, not now. Not ever. He broke away and stared into her eyes. Warm amethyst stared back, full of love.

Nothing else existed except now.

And they found their own happiness.

Na! I think that is all in writing for this fic. That's the last chapter. I ended it too abruptly. I know this is probably a pretty crappy ending, but I didn't like this fic that much the ending was too mushy, I think. I go overboard…

Anywho, I will try to improve my writing style for a while. I'm really thankful to all the people who actually LIKED this fic.