Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Dance Of Hearts ❯ Dance of Calm, Gentleness, Wonder, and Guilt ( Chapter 5 )

Author's Notes: Yay! Reviews! Reviews! Since you've been so nice...^.~ I decided to get right back to work on this fanfic! ^-^! I especially liked Shi-Angels review! ^_^ And please, please review your opinions about certain things that happen in the fic! ^.~ And! Also, when i'm done with this fanfic, what Card Captor Sakura couple should I write next? I'll write a Sakura/Eriol again one day, but I'm trying to increase the alt. couple pairing fics for every anime I watch. ^^ (At least, those that have alt. couples I like in them. ^.~ I also write traditional couples!)

Remember! This is a fic where you have to try and piece everything I give you together, because unless you pay attention and do so the story won't make as much sense until it's explained, which'll be later, later, MUCH later on! (I think..I hope? O.o;)
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Something soft was caressing her cheek. The touch was tentative and soft, gentle and reserved. It felt like silk. Sakura opened her eyes halfway and the soft caress stopped. She made a sound of regret and opened her eyes a little wider to see what was going on around her.

Eriol sat on the edge of the bed smiling at her. "Good Morning, Sakura! Did you sleep well?"

Sakura blinked at him, not fully awake; murmured a yes and sat up slowly. She rubbed her eyes and then looked around the room once more. "Is this where we're going to stay for awhile?"

He nodded and stood up, walking a few feet away before turning back around. "I forgot to tell you, an old friend of Tomoyo and I came yesterday night. You'll meet him soon."

With that said, he left the room.

Sakura looked at the pile of bags dumped in a corner of the room and searched through the bag that contained her things. She pulled out a plain black dress with a white collar and white tips on the end of the sleeves and donned it quickly before anyone could walk into the room. She then entered the same room Eriol had gone into.

Tomoyo stood in front of a fire place where a giant cauldron-looking pot hung over the flames and mixed whatever was inside of it with a large, wooden spoon. She wore a white apron over a sky blue work-dress. Her dark raven hair was wrapped up in a ponytail that waved as she turned to face Sakura with a warm and cheerful smile.

"All I really know how to cook is stew, so that's what we're having for lunch today."

"Hooeee?! Lunch? I just woke up!"

Tomoyo giggled, "We felt guilty about having to wake you up this morning so we didn't. It's around noon now." She put an arm around Sakura's shoulders before the blonde girl could move away. "You didn't miss anything important so don't worry! Enfuido is out doing something...I think it was to buy some things, but i'm not sure. Anyway, have you met Syaoran yet?"

The door opened and the mentioned boy walked in. As the two girls jumped and turned to face him, he blinked. He smiled. "Eriol said you'd be making lunch, Tomoyo. I wasn't sure if that was true or not so I decided to check for myself." His gaze went to Sakura, and they widened slightly.

"You must be Sakura. Eriol and Tomoyo told me a bit about you." He walked to her and stopped but a few inches away. "Nice to meet you."

Sakura smiled and took his hand in hers. "Nice to meet you too! I've been wondering who the newcomer was Tomoyo and Eriol were talking about!"

"But he's not a newcomer." Eriol said as he walked past the door. Tomoyo nodded.

"That's right, he left because he had to do some training, which took longer than either of us thought it would take, and has now returned." Tomoyo went back to stirring the stew in the large cauldron. Sakura blinked.

"Oh."

Meiling burst through the door into the house in a fury and growled, holding a large bag. "Will no one help me with this heavy bag?!"

"Yes, Enfuido!" Sakura rushed out of the kitchen into the main room with four beds. Meiling smiled as Sakura wrapped her hands around the handle where Meiling's hands were also bunched up and trying to hold it. Together they hauled it into the kitchen and deposited it on the table.

"Eriol, Syaoran, get your sorry butts in here!" Meiling shouted. The two boys rushed in, from different doors. Syaoran saluted and Eriol bowed.

"Listen. We're going to be staying here for awhile so I bought some food and other things we'll be needing. For the five of us, this place'll be a temporary home. There's three laws I have that you need to follow here: One, whoever cooks does not clean the dishes. Two, no fighting. Three, If I add any more rules, you follow them. That's all." Their Enfuido yawned, "I'm going to bed, I haven't slept since the day before yesterday. Don't wake me up unless it's important or supper." With that, she left the kitchen.

Syaoran raised an eyebrow. "Enfuido hasn't changed since I last saw her."

"Enfuido never changes", Tomoyo commented. Eriol nodded and peeked over Tomoyo's shoulder.

"I'll help you if you let me taste test it", Eriol said seriously with a glint in his eye. Tomoyo laughed and pushed him away.

"You'd eat it all up before Syaoran, Sakura or I could have a spoonful!"

"True. You're stew is so good Tomoyo!"

The siblings playfully began to fight. Syaoran shook his head and walked over, putting a hand on Eriol's shoulder. "If you want to get her stew, you don't help her. You..." Syaoran whispered into Eriol's ear. Eriol laughed.

"Alright then", Eriol turned back to Tomoyo and kneeled. "O' Love of my life, with eyes the color of the sea's heart. Will thou find in yourself pity for me and find the courage to hand over thy wonderful cooking over to me so that I may protect it from uncouth curs such as Syaoran." Eriol said poetically with humor filling his voice. Tomoyo laughed and shook her head as Syaoran glared at Eriol and tackled him.

"I didn't say to call me a uncouth cur!" Syaoran grinned and gave Eriol a solid punch in the shoulder as he stood up. Eriol shrugged and went back to helping Tomoyo cook.

Sakura smiled sadly as she watched them. They seemed to belong to a perfect world. She continued to put the things Meiling had bought in their proper places and pretended that she belonged in that perfect world too.

Since their were only four beds in the house, and five people lived there, Syaoran had volunteered to sleep on the floor, and so had been given blankets and a cusion for a pillow. But sleeping on the floor hadn't been the reason he couldn't sleep.

It was guilt.

And so, he lay on the roof of the house they would all call 'home' temporarily, and sighed into the cool, quiet breeze of the night.

He didn't want to report in to his superior officer just yet, even though he already knew who the pure blood was and who the mixed bloods were. He sighed and sat up.

Poor Sakura, did she herself know what she was? She didn't act like it. Her carefree eyes were filled with innocence. Eriol and Tomoyo knew about themselves, and so the light in their eyes was more determination and will than joy and innocence. Mixed bloods didn't have it as bad as pure ones did.

No, pure bloods were hunted for, fought over and were either made as slaves or be forced to betray friends and loved ones to keep themselves independent from outside forces. Syaoran shook his head. If someone who could read thoughts listened to his right now, he wouldn't be making any sense.

He looked at the moon and sighed once more. The curse of being a pure blooded Danuero (Dan-ew-row). Dream-dancers was what people who called the race now adays. Pfft, none cared to remember the real name of the race. Syaoran held a hand in front of him and looked at it. Cursed hands...Danuero hands...

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This chapter was ALOT longer than the other two! For now on chapters will be this long or longer (at least, i'll try to keep it that way!)

Sakura's a what?
SYAORAN IS TOO?!
What's going on no daaaa?!

^.~ hehe. More to come sooner than later if I get more reviews!