Chapter two – Death

I decided to stay here for a while longer; I needed to make
sure the dark spirits would leave Eriol alone, I felt no danger for the others.

Day’s slowly passed, I followed Eriol, he
never once saw me or heard me. I watched him, followed him, listened to him, I
found myself more and more drawn to him.

Today was no different, he was sitting under the oak tree
that held the tire swing, Nakuru swinging on it hanging upside down as she kept
calling for Eriol to look at her.

Eriol would smile and nod, “That’s very good Nakuru, be
careful you don’t fall” he looked back to his book, the small smile un-leaving
his face as he began to once again read.

I was sitting in front of him, watching him, the way his
eyes skimmed over the words, how sometimes his lips moved as he read silently
to himself, the way he continued to pull strands of hair behind his ear.

I was scared of my obsession on watching him, I was scared
of the feelings I had when I would see him, sometimes I wished I could talk to
him ask why he did things he did why he dressed how he did why he always seemed
to smile.

So many questions I have as I watched him, I found I loved
watching him sleep in his large king size four posted bed, how he would toss
under the blanket how his arms would snake under or around the pillows and
burry his face into it, the way when he wakes up he sleeplessly rubs his eyes
and tries to go back to sleep, how he snuggled under his blankets when it was
cold, or how sometimes when Nakuru came to wake him up with yells and teases he
would toss a pillow at her then sink further into his bed with a groan.

I know I sound obsessed, but I found everything erotic,
beautiful every small thing he did I would wish he would do it again and again
so I could take in every small detail.

Why did I feel this? That answer was clear I was falling in
love, I was dead yet in love…but it can not be, my destiny and his do not
intertwine for I am dead and he lives with a full life ahead…hopefully, he
still haves a destiny and I do not.

He stood up, brushing away at his jeans as he did, he smiled
to Nakuru and told her he had to leave she wined but did nothing else as Eriol
left her presence and back to the house.

I followed him only a few steps behind as he entered the
house and walked up the stairs to his bedroom, he closed the door behind him
but I walked through it.

I watched as he crossed the room and placed the book down
and moved back over to his bed, and to my amusement threw himself onto the bed,
his arms outstretched as he lay across it.

His eyes closed as he rested, I walked further over to him,
he looked so beautiful lying there, I wanted to touch him, to kiss his face,
his lips, I once again shook my head I must stop this.

I turned my back, I could no longer look at him out of fear
in what I may do or think. I walked out of the room, my eyes cast to the
ground, what was happening? How could I fall for Eriol? I had hated him,
despised him and yet I have been with him for three weeks almost and have
fallen head over heals in love with him, and what frightens me more is that the
feelings are stronger then the ones I had for Sakura.

I sat on the stairs as I looked at my feet that’s when I
felt it again, the tingle of danger the name of ‘Tomoyo’ fell into my mind I
must go to her. I didn’t wish to leave Eriol but I had to.

I thought of her, my eyes closed as I visualised her and
soon I appeared. I was in the forest just near penguin park, I heard a scream,
crying, I ran and soon found Tomoyo and Sakura, Sakura was crying, her hand
holding desperately to Tomoyo’s who was hanging off the edge of a cliff.

I had to think, Sakura’s grip was slipping. I used my
telepathy seeing Sakura to much in panic to think clearly, I sent a message to
her to use the cards but she was in too much hysteria to listen to me. And
suddenly I felt another threat, this time the name Eriol fell into my mind.

I wanted to go, oh I so wanted to go and help him, the urge
was there, he was in danger great danger I could feel it. But Tomoyo, she too
was in danger.

Again I sent the urgent message to Sakura to use the cards,
my heart beating so fast, Eriol, I must go to him. Sakura must listen to me. I
sent the message over and over again for her to use the cards, finally she
seemed to listen she used the cards, the windy.

At first call of this card I knew Tomoyo would be fine,
Sakura can take over from here, Eriol, I must go to Eriol.

With all my will I transported myself back to America, to
Eriol’s house and to my utter horror I found myself in Eriol’s room, it was
ciaos, furniture knocked over, and there, there was Eriol, he was on the bed,
but what made my heart twist was what I saw on top of him, it was a man, he was
pinning Eriol beneath him, he had a devils smile on his face as he held Eriol’s
hands down, he smiled as he looked and fed off the fear in Eriol’s eyes.

He leaned in and kissed him. Anger gripped me at this moment
how dare he. I rushed forward in full anger, I saw the man was holding a knife
to Eriol’s throat, he had his other hand moving over
his body. This man was about to commit rape then murder, I could see it in his
soul and he was enjoying every minute of it.

I was now fully angered, I knew I had to save him and with
my anger I rushed to the man, I wanted so much to grab him to not go through
him and to my joy I did, my hands stopped at his back, they were gripping his
shirt, I could feel it.

And with this newly found power I threw him back, I threw
him off Eriol. I was angered by his assault by his actions by what he was going
to do to Eriol. It was repulsive to think this man as a human.

Eriol feeling the man off him jumped off the bed, he was
looking shocked at the him, knowing he had not done
that. I stood in front of him, hoping the man would take a warning and leave.

But he didn’t he run well he did…just not the way I was
hoping for, he got to his feet and ran to Eriol who dogged him and the
outstretched knife.

For reason’s I could only grasp I knew Eriol had no magic,
that is why he had not used it, he no longer holds magical ability, I didn’t
know why I had not realised this when I rescued him from the water, I didn’t
think to guess why he hadn’t used magic but it was clear to me now, he has
none. He must have given them up…of course, living in America…no magic, he’s starting
a new life away from all that was expected from him…it made perfect sense but
then it was danger he he had no way to protect himself.

He was looking at the man with slight fear as he turned to him, I knew I had to help him, but how? I could already feel
the power for tohad had gone. I sent a signal to the man convincing him to
leave but I felt a voice stronger inside him, a voice telling him to charge I
knew at once it was a dark spirit.

ied ied to strengthen my voice but the spirit was older and far
more powerful so I sent messages to Eriol to run to break for the door, to run
and find help, but I read his thoughts the door was locked, he could not get
out and I knew it was the spirits doing.

He was intending to slaughter Eriol, to kill him in this
room, by this mans hands by that knife he carried he intended to kill Eriol.

I again tried to get through to the man, to tell him to stop
but it was too late, he ran through me and at Eriol who again tried to doge but
he didn’t move in time, the knife I watched in horror plunged into his side, he
screamed in pain as he was pushed down to the ground, the knife still buried in
him. I became aware of tears striking down my face.

I tried to grab the man, to pull him off but I couldn’t,
nothing I did worked. He twisted the knife coursing Eriol to scream again. I
now heard banging and screaming at the door I knew it was Nakuru and Spinner
they heard their masters cries. I sent messages to them to unlock the door but
they couldn’t to them the door was locked on the inside.

I looked back to Eriol, he waing ing on the ground, a pool
of blood around his waist, his eyes were clenched tight as his breaths came out
rough, the man was again planting kisses on him, I felt sick, this man was
killing and raping Eriol at the same time his hand was travelling over Eriol’s
shaking body his other hand still gripping at the knife as he pulled it out and
plunged it again back into the boy this time at the stomach.

I screamed, my hands flew to my mouth as I watched, tears
flowing down my cheeks, he was being killed, the blood bubbled past the knife
drenching his cloths, tears were also falling down Eriol’s cheeks as he
screamed and turned his head to the side with his eyes tightly clenched.

The man laughed as he once again pulled the knife out, I
could do nothing, I sent pleads and begs to Nakuru and Spinner to come, I sent
messages to Eriol telling him to hold on I sent curses and pleads to the man
that was so brutally attacking Eriol.

I was in tears, my hand clamped over my mouth as I screamed
into it, my body was shaking, I had fallen to my knees
I watched as the man lifted the knife again broubrought it down into Eriol’s
body feeling no remorse in what he was doing.

Nakuru and Spinner were screaming at the door, banging at
it.

Suddenly I realised Erioscrescreams had stopped, I was in
full tears, my throat was dry as I screamed into my hand screamed at my
worthlessness to help, then I felt it, a brush at my shoulder, fingers run
through my hair, I looked up and saw…Eriol…he was smiling at me in that sweet
smile of his.

He pulled me up to my feet, I was shaking so violently, I
could hear the man’s grunts and laughs as he continued to assault Eriol’s body,
but Eriol was dead now, he stood in front of me smiling.

“Dear Syaoran” he said with a smile softness in his voice
and then he embraced me, he hugged me, I was again in tears as I clung to him,
my arms around his waist, I clung to him, sobbing into his shoulder, he kissed
the side of my head and pulled back.

“I knew I had seen you in the pool” he said with a smile, I
nodded numbly and he leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips, “I never got
to thank you for saving me” he said as he pulled back.

I was crying again as I hugged him tighter “But I failed
you…I couldn’t help you” I sobbed as I hugged him oh so tightly.

He laughed as he pulled back, his eyes dancing with
happiness as he looked at me brushing away my tears with his thumb “You did
your best and that’s enough” he smiled at me, and I laughed or sobbed? I don’t
know, I wayingying again, sobbing and yet laughing as I hugged him again.

“I love you Eriol” I said over and over again as I kissed
his face, I cupped his face between my hands and kissed his beautiful face, he
smiled at me and kissed me back.

“And I you Syaoran” he spoke to me with full love in his
eyes, I didn’t even notice as the door broke down, as Nakuru ran into the room
and pulled the man off, as Spinner hit the man over the head, as they cried out
when they saw Eriol’s mutilated body with stab wounds over his chest.

I was holding Eriol I was content, I felt fulfilled. He
hugged me back and kissed my forehead with such sweetness, our lips locked
again, he tasted of sweetness, of love, of everything I dreamed of, we pulled
back and he smiled at me.

“Now Syaoran,ld yld you like to show me your world?” he
asked me, I nodded glad to leave the room the /spa/span>
stained with death.

With the cries of his loyal servants - friends - lovers, he
gave one glance over his shoulder looking sadly to his friends who were on
their knees. Nakuru rocking back and forwards with his body in her arms blood
smeared over her, Spinner sitting near her with the same sadness and tears.