Konnichiwa minna-san! I'm back again with yet another fic, this time shorter than the usual I guess. which I hope you guys would enjoy, I'm supposed to be typing down the next chapter of Project Engagement when an inspiration hit me and here it is… I do hope you'd like it and please do review…

Dedication: To my wonderful reviewers and to ET fans this fic is for you…

Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish for CCS, I can never have it, no need to rub it on my face, really…

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Curtain rolls and reveals a theatre and on cue music starts to play…

Presenting…

CLOSE CALL - Falling

An ET Fic by the lazy Akizuki Sai

She sighed for what seems to be nth time. She was by the tenth floor, her hotel suite balcony to be exact. Right at the railings she sat the chilly autumn wind blowing fiercely on her pale face and messing her raven stresses… she did not mind. Right at that very moment things such as cold and messed appearances are of no importance to her.

Embracing her fragile self she sobbed quietly, allowing salty tears to fall from her purple depths and not bothering to wipe them. She has never felt this lonely before and it is killing her… slowly and painfully. By her dainty hands was a framed picture of her and her friends in Tomoeda when they were in grade school. It was taken by their favorite cherry blossom tree and across the picture Sakura-chan was waving with a beet red Shaoran beside her, Rika and Naoko flashing v-signs at her back and Chiharu whacking the life out of Yamazaki for telling yet another lie.

Her raven hair cascading over her pale face, she found herself tracing the raindrops in the huge glass windows with her dainty fingers reminiscing the times she was at her own home in Tomoeda having tea with Sakura and the others.

It was strange, she just arrived in London about two hours ago and there she was missing Tomoeda like she was gone for about a decade or so. Like who can blame her? After all what is a day without Yamazaki's lies and Chiharu's whacking? Or a day without Naoko's ghost stories and Rika's superb cooking? And of course what is a day without her dear Sakura's smiles and "Hoe's" and beet red Li on camera?

The thought alone of being not able to videotape Sakura for about a month already makes her miss Tomoeda.

She shook her head. She knew she should not be missing Tomoeda. She knew she should not miss Sakura-chan, which was after all her very reason on why she agreed to hold a concert in London. And yet there she was missing the cherry blossom badly.

Her thoughts were later then interrupted by the sudden ringing of her mobile phone and like a jack-in-a-box she reached for her mobile phone by a console table and answered it, "Meilin-chan, what is it?"

"Tomorrow morning? … I see… how did the meeting go? …really…" she said resting her back on the window, reclining like as if she was in an armchair.

Engrossed with the conversation she did not come to realize the loosening of the window's hinges and the window springing open making her loose her balance and fall…

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