‘We’ll get you Little Wolf and Cherry Blossom. No one will be able to defeat us, no one. We are the strongest. We have origins deeper than you understand, too smart ones. We will win.’
So we have proclaimed to make the
Chosen Two’s life miserable. We have thoroughly bound ourselves into our
complex plot. Yet, have we wondered, once in a while, why we are
Ten, nine, eight, seven…
Bemused, Chang Eron gazed at the clock. Zero. Sakura and Syaoran burst into the classroom, breathless. As usual, those two had made it to school, just on time. Not that he blamed them for being almost tardy. He doubted that they got much sleep last night, thanks to another one of his mischievous little plots. Yet, the corner of his eyes slightly crinkled to see Sakura and Syaoran fumbling to take out their homework as they muttered stuff like, ‘why didn’t you wake me? Stupid, it was your turn to make the lunches! What did you do with my math homework?’ Since they were staying together, it was evident that they had mixed up their homework. As usual, they were squabbling in a friendly way.
For a second, Sakura caught Eron’s eye. Did she catch him staring at her? Then Sakura smiled widely, her eyes sparkling like an emerald ocean. Eron ignored the fact that his heart skipped a beat and that somehow the classroom seemed warmer. He grinned back his lazy charming smile that he was so used to pulling on when he wanted to impress people and let them fall under his spell. Yet, for some reason he felt so phony and superficial. He watched Syaoran scowl at him, then present his discontent to Sakura. In return Sakura laughed, flicking back her braided golden brown pigtail into Syaoran’s face, who tugged it teasingly.
The teacher cleared his throat and asked calmly, “Li Syaoran, Kinomoto Sakura! Do you find each other more interesting than the lesson?”
“Err, yes Terada-sensei!” Sakura and Syaoran both exclaimed, bolting
up from their chairs. Then, they realized what they had said. Everyone
tittered. Secretly, Tomoyo was videotaping again, under the desk. They
hastened to say, “I mean, no Terada-sensei! Sorry, we’ll pay attention
to the lesson!”
“Erika, who was that?” Eron asked, raising and eyebrow, when he saw Erika waving good bye prettily as a handsome boy she had walked down the hallway with her arms hooked into, entered another classroom.
“Another ‘friend.’ What happened to the other guy?”
“I don’t need him anymore. I passed the history test, thanks to his notes,” Erika replied carelessly shrugging. She swept her thick shoulder-length violet hair over her shoulder.
Sighing, Eron fingered his long ponytail. “Is it always a good idea to use everyone like that, switching from person to person? I mean, why don’t you just try making them friends instead of discarding them?”
“What are you talking about?” Erika asked, raising her elegant eyebrow.
“I don’t know…” Eron gazed out the school window. Outside, Sakura, Syaoran, and all their friends, Tomoyo Chiharu, Rika, Naoko, Takashi, Aki… everyone had gathered in a circle, eating lunch. They all laughed, gossiped, and generally had a good time with each other, trading parts of their meals and sharing desserts.
Smiling tightly, Erika said, “I don’t need any friends. I have you, onii-chan. You’re the only one I can trust and rely on. I don’t need anyone else. Just my dear twin brother, Chang Eron.”
It’s always been this way. Me and her. The two of us versus the rest of the world. We had no one else but each other. Patting his younger twin’s shoulder, Eron replied, “You’re right, Erika. We can always count on each other.”
They gazed straight into each other’s identical hazel golden eyes. Around
each of their necks hung a strange black gem-like rock, which constantly
shifted underneath the outer crystal layer if once looked closely enough.
And in each of their ears was one pigeon’s blood red ruby stud earring;
Eron’s was pierced in his left ear, Erika had hers in a second hole in
her right ear, above her usual set of earrings.
How did he and his twin sister grow so cold and distrusting, distant from the rest of the world? Eron closed his eyes, reflecting back on his childhood.
Ever since we were born, it has been the two of us. Eron and Erika. Erika and Eron. Our mother passed away when we were born, or so we were told. We were abandoned orphans. Yet, we had each other and that was all that mattered. As children we were practically identical from our dark glossy violet hair to our golden hazel eyes. After all, I did look very much like a pretty girl. Some people say I still do. Ah, I know I’m good-looking. (Grins.) Never mind that…
Since an early age, I grew accustomed to looking after Erika. Although she was my twin and only a few minutes younger than me, she still was like my younger sister. She had a weak heart, therefore was more frail and weak than other children. This kept her from being active and making other friends. She was sort of an outcast from society and prone to teasing and being left out from all the games and fun. And this made me always kept an eye out for her. We were still happy, however.
Yet, it wasn’t long before Erika’s weak heart
caused prevented her from carrying on the life of any other little girl.
By the time we were five, Erika had to make frequent visits to the hospital.
By the time we were seven, she had to stay in the hospital for good.
One day, one of the nurses said, “Eron… I know you’re really too young to tell you this. But we understand that you and your twin sister are inseparable. Now listen to me carefully.”
Eron at the age of seven looked up with grave hazel eyes.
The nurse continued, “Erika is very sick. We have to prepare her for an operation, but in her current condition, she is too weak. Therefore, we have to build up her strength. We’re trying our best, but the chances are very risky. So Eron, I want you to be a brave little boy and have faith and courage.”
He nodded, gripping his fist tightly. Then cautiously, he entered the small hospital room. Eagerly, little Erika was waiting for him in the bed. She looked like a child angel in her white nightgown and her dark curls framing her face. Her golden hazel eyes were cloudless and clear. As Eron entered the room, her whole features brightened up like sunshine radiating into the dark room. “Onii-chan! You came! I was waiting for you the whole day. What did the doctor say? Can I go back home?”
Home was the over-crowded, scanty orphanage. Putting on a bright smile, Eron stated, “Of course I came, Erika! I tried to come as fast as I can. See onii-chan brought you a doll! You always wanted a doll to play with, right?”
Walking over to the bedside, Eron kneeled in front of it and handed Erika a pretty golden haired doll. Excited, Erika held it up and squealed excitedly, grasping it in a tight hug. “Thank you, onii-chan!!!” She must have caught the sad glimmer in her twin’s eyes, however. Setting the doll down on her bed, she said, “But I’d rather have onii-chan than a doll. I love my onii-chan the best.”
“Of course, Erika. I love you best, too,” Eron replied, trying to smile again at his identical twin. Still, being a seven year old, made it rather difficult to hide emotions.
In a timid, almost hesitant voice, Erika said, “Me and Eron… We’ll always be together, right?” She grasped her twin’s hand with her icy cold ones.
Eron’s eyes turned round as he gazed at her hands. They looked so small and weak. And they were so cold, so cold like the icy morning kissing the brows of one who departed in the long night. Then, squeezing his twin sister into a tight hug, Eron murmured, “Silly, of course we’ll always be together. We’ll always be by each other’s side.”
“Promise?” Erika asked in a sadly hopeful voice.
“Silly, of course I promise.” He didn’t show her the silent tears, which fell into her glossy dark hair. Instead, he whispered in a strained, yet calm voice, “I, Eron, solemnly promise my twin, Erika, that we’ll always be together through whatever hardships we go through; through the good times and the bad times.”
And I meant to keep my words.
It happened the very next day. Erika fell into a coma. The doctors and nurses panicked and were helpless to do anything.
“Here, look at Patient No. 153’s chart! We can’t have an operation under her condition!” one doctors stated.
“Yet, if we just leave her, that might be even more costly!” another doctor replied.
“Yet, she’s only seven years old, and she’s had a weak heart for most
of her life. What can we do? This is a pretty hopeless situation, anyway—“
Meanwhile, I was watching from my position,
kneeling by my twin sister’s bedside. I stared at her deathly pale face,
her quickened breathing which came out in gasps, and her limp, fragile
body. She was smiling at me only a few hours ago. The doctors hustled here
and there, ignoring me. Little did they know how much I could understand
for a seven year old.
The doctor continued, “Plus if we have an operation, we will need blood. This little girl’s blood type is a very rare type, and I don’t see how we can replace it since we don’t have the type in this hospital.”
Standing up, Eron exclaimed, “She can take mine! You can use mine!”
“Don’t be silly,” the doctor shushed. “Donors have to be a legal age of 16 or older. You’re just a little boy.”
“But she’s my sister! She’s my twin sister! We have the same blood type. I want to save her! I promised I’ll always be by her side!”
“Little boy, I don’t think you understand. Her situation is really grave. There’s not much that can be done, and giving your blood isn’t going to help. And we can’t endanger you, as well. So, be a good boy and wait outside.”
One of the nurses took hold of his arm. “NO! Let go of me! Tell me what’s going to happen to Erika, tell me!”
The doctors just looked at the boy sadly. Then, they ran over to the pulse reader.
The nurse said, “Doctor, her heart beat is becoming more faint. At this rate…”
“Look, we’re trying our best! Bring me the operation equipment!”
Even in her unconscious state, Erika was dimly aware of what was going
around her. Her chest felt like it was being torn apart. Her body felt
so numb and helpless… So helpless.
Tears gathered at the brim of her eyes. She heard Eron’s shouting. She
hated herself. Why am I so weak and pathetic?
I’m always making my twin brother worry. Why couldn’t I have been normal,
and be strong and healthy? I hate myself. What’s the point of living if
I’m only causing pain to Eron?
“Her heart beat’s still slowing down! The operation… is… unsuccessful.” The doctor stated in distress as he set down the equipment.
“You liars! You said you were going to try your best!” Eron shouted in rage. “You’re just giving up?!”
“Boy, there’s nothing more we can do. All we can do is just leave things to fate and God,” the doctor replied, slowly filing out of the room with the nurses.
“NO! ERIKA! ERIKA CAN’T DIE!” Eron yelled through tears, pounding on the doctors leg. Gently, the doctor pushed him aside. Eron collapsed onto the floor.
Tears poured out of Erika’s shut eyes. Her breath came in short gasps
and already her head began to feel fuzzy. No! She can’t give in. She had
promised Eron that they will always be together. Eron was crying. He never
cried in front of her before. To her, he always showed a bright, smiling
face. She couldn’t disappoint Eron. I wish I was
strong, so that I don’t have to cause Eron any worry. I wish I was healthy
so that I don’t have to be trapped in the hospital. Why do I have to be
so weak? Why is life so unfair?! I don’t want to die so soon. Yet, my body
doesn’t follow my orders…I want to live. I want to live on and stay by
Eron’s side and cause him no more problems. I’m so scared, so scared of
dying and being parted from Eron.
Then, came a mysterious, deep woman’s voice. “Do you want to live, my little one? Do you want to become strong and powerful?” The voice was so powerful as it rang in her head.
Yes! I want to be strong and live on. I want to protect my brother from now on!
“I can give you the power to do so, little Erika.”
Who are you? How do you know my name?
“I’ve always watched over you and your twin. I’ve been waiting a long time for you now. I am your far off ancestor, dating from the time of the Five Force Magicians. Years ago, my brother and I were betrayed by people we called friends. People we trusted and thought we could count on. Yet, they all turned their backs on us. You must understand what it feels like to have the whole world turn a cold back on you, young as you are. You were abandoned as a baby. You lived in a poor meager orphanage, which abused you. All the other children made you an outcast because you were different. The hospital didn’t care more or less whether you die or not. The only person who you care for is your twin brother, but you’ve only caused him worry and pain so far. Well, I am very powerful, but I need a mortal person of my heritage to follow my will to finally pay back what I was waiting for to avenge for generations. I can make you powerful, Erika, if you’re willing to accept it.”
Please, I’ll do anything to become strong! I don’t want to be weak anymore. I don’t want for onii-chan to have to worry and look after me.
“Then, are you willing to accept my soul into your body?”
Yes! I want to live and never be parted from my twin.
“You’re a brave little girl, my young ancestor. Just the one I was waiting for in a generation. From now on, you are the chosen Dark One of the Chang. Accept your new powers and ordain our wishes, and you won’t live to regret it.”
There was a flash of blinding white light surrounding Erika’s limp body. For a moment, she levitated in the air. Then a piercing feeling rippled through her whole body and she felt as if she was being torn to pieces. She let out a scream coming from the inner torture as a new substance filled her blood, mixing in with the stream of her body. A penetrating pop came from her right ear.
Finally, she lay back on her hospital bed. Her whole body felt vigorous and strong as she had never felt before. She fingered her right earlobe, which throbbed. In it was inserted a single circular pigeons blood red ruby stud earring. One of the Five Force Treasures. Suddenly, she realized that she seemed to have so much more knowledge and awareness before. Slowly, she sat up, tearing away the tubes which were attached to her arm. She gazed at a strange stone, which was shaped like and eye that hung around her neck. When she gazed into the strangely shifting black stone, she almost felt hypnotized by it. She knew that the mysterious woman’s soul was sealed into this stone that hung from a choker around her neck. At an early stage, she learned that it was impossible to take off that necklace. Yet, that didn’t matter.
Erika’s eyes glistened… Eron… I’m no longer
weak. From now on, I’m going become strong and you’ll never have to worry
about me again.
In the meantime, outside the hospital room, a deep man’s voice echoed through Eron’s head. “Don’t you feel so helpless and powerless to do anything? Don’t you wish you were more powerful, so that you can help your sister?”
Lifting his head, which had been buried in his arms, he stared around him to find out where the voice came from. Yes… But who are you?
“I am your far off ancestor from the Chang family. I have come to make you powerful. Will you accept my offer?”
Anything to save Erika and keep my promise to her. I promised her that we’ll always be together. I don’t want to break my word.
“You have power inside you. However, it is weak, so weak and it hasn’t awakened yet. All you have to do is accept my soul into your body. It won’t make a difference to you. Just, the power inside you will awaken… And you will gain my knowledge. Then you will always keep your word and look after your twin. Do you accept my offer?”
Most certainly. Eron looked straight ahead with burning golden eyes, which still flowed with tears. I want to save Erika. I want to keep my promise to her.
Seconds later, he fingered a ruby earring in his left ear. He hadn’t
changed, yet he had. The soul of the mysterious man hung from a black cord
around his neck, sealed inside a strange black stone. It felt heavy around
his neck, and his body felt a strange sort of fire running through his
veins. Yet, now, he was no longer afraid of anything. He was powerful.
Soon after the twins gained their special powers, they came to an understanding that they would have to fight against Li Syaoran and Kinomoto Sakura, also with Five Force Magician ancestors. For the next years, Eron and Erika traveled from place to place, learning new things about their powers, not to mention strengthening it. Their ancestors told them that they were yet far from reaching their full capacity. By then, they realized that they were no longer ‘normal’ children. Though they still attended school every so often, they realized that they were different from others. They chose to stick together and distrust anyone else.
Six years later, they returned to Tomoeda as the legendary Dark Ones
and become the source behind all of Sakura’s problems.
End of flashback…
Sighing, Erika leaned against the wall. Most of the times, she tried not to think about her childhood and how she came to be who she was now. Well, it was hard to imagine someone so self-confident and surly as she was had suffered from illness and spent most of her time in the hospital as a child. It didn’t matter anymore. She was only fifteen; she still had plenty of time to make up what she had lost during childhood.
Even as Eron questioned her about her tendency to jump from one guy to another, she brushed it off lightly. She realized earlier that she could no longer express her feelings with her innocent childhood frankness and earnestness to Eron. Deep in her heart, her twin brother meant the world for her, and he was the reason for her existence. Eron was the only person in the whole wide world that she actually trusted and believed in. Sad to say, but he was also her only friend.
Yet now, even though her heart felt one thing, her words and action all came out wrong. She and Eron were now prone to criticizing and teasing each other. Erika tried to act laid back and uncaring; Eron tried to act even more laid back and uncaring. Somehow, she felt that they weren’t being completely honest with each other anymore because they took each other for granted.
Still, she saw the slight pang in Eron’s gold eyes as he watched Sakura. It wasn’t often, yet Erika glimpsed what she thought was slight wistful, maybe even sad feeling in her twin. She wondered why.
Sometimes, she did understand it though.
“Erika! Aren’t you coming to PE?” Sakura called, running down the hall.
Turning her nose in the air, Erika replied, “What do you think I’m doing now? I’m walking to class.”
“Okay!” Sakura exclaimed, running after Tomoyo. “Tomoyo-chan, wait up!”
“Oh ho ho ho! Today, I’m going to video-tape Sakura showing her wonderful
athletic skills” Tomoyo stated. Those two were the best of friends.
For the tenth time, Erika thought that PE was a waste of time. She stood around while her team members ran around playing basketball. Maybe it was because she had absolutely no team cooperation and no idea why anyone should run around and pass ball to each other, getting all sweaty. She couldn’t understand why they called it fun. Maybe it was because when she was little, she couldn’t run around because she wasn’t supposed to overuse her heart. All the same, she stared discontentedly as Sakura shot an excellent basket from the air and all the students cheered. Erika stared at Sakura’ smiling face as she wiped the sweat from her brows.
Now, the ball was in play again. Eron had the ball. Then, out of nowhere
swept out Syaoran, who neatly stole away the ball and dribbled it to the
other side. Quickly, the other team members marked him as he came closer
to the basket. When Syaoran realized that there was no one to pass to,
he stepped back. Then, with perfect form, he jumped up and shot a 3-pointer.
The ball cleanly swept into the basket with a swish. “Go Syaoran!!!” Erika
squealed. When Eron shot her a nasty look, she stuck out her tongue at
him. Well, Syaoran was cute, enemy or not.
When Sakura got her hands on the ball again, she came dribbling up to the basket, near where Erika was standing.
Someone from her team shouted, “Erika, do something!”
Instantaneously, Erika tried to block Sakura: the first thing she’d done all throughout the game. At that moment, Sakura tried to dodge, and in result sprained her right ankle. She collapsed onto the floor. Everyone crowded around at once.
Surprised, Erika bent down and said, “Ah… Err… I’m sorry…” She expected Sakura to accuse her of deliberately tripping her (which Erika had thought about doing before, but this time, she truly didn’t do anything.)
Smiling up at her, Sakura replied, “Why are you sorry? It’s my fault I fell. Clumsy me, he he… No wonder my brother calls me a clumsy monster. So stupid of me…” She gritted her teeth as her ankle began to swell, yet that smile didn’t falter.
With rounded golden flecked hazel eyes, Erika tilted her head and gazed at Sakura suspiciously. What was wrong with this girl? How can she smile when she’s in pain?
“’Scuse me, ‘scuse me,” Syaoran said as he pushed his way through the crowd of students on the court. Then quickly kneeling on the gym floor and examining her foot, Syaoran scolded, “You should have been more careful! You sprained your ankle on the same spot as that time you fell down the stairs last spring. I told you to be careful on that leg! Here, I’ll carry you to the infirmary.”
“Ah, it’s okay…” Sakura stammered. “I can walk.”
“Oh, shut up. Listen to me before it gets worse. I have no intention of carrying you all the way home, so…”
On they squabbled, all they way to the infirmary with Sakura hopping on one leg and Syaoran trying to support her. Halfway through, he grew impatient and completely swept her off her feet and carried her away.
“Hoe-e! Syaoran! Let go! It’s embarrassing!” Sakura protested as Syaoran carried her with ease.
“Oh shush. You can’t walk. You should be thankful I’m carrying you!”
Syaoran retorted, yet still holding her so gently.
When Eron raised an eyebrow at Erika, she replied, “No, I didn’t make her fall on purpose! Okay, I admit I did it last time to sabotage her audition for ‘Star-Crossed’ but this time was purely an accident.”
“Yeah, yeah,” muttered Eron, grinning mischievously.
Gazing at Syaoran carrying Sakura, followed by a group of friends made Erika sigh, though. She gazed at Syaoran scolding Sakura, while at the same time carrying her in his arms like a doll… How annoying they all were.
Yet, she was slightly envious.
Later that evening, Erika asked Eron, “Do you like Sakura? I mean really like her?”
“W-what kinda question is that?” stammered Eron.
“You can be truthful with me. I’m your twin sister. I know everything about you.”
“Why do you want to know something like that, all of a sudden? It’s not like you.”
“I wonder… If you didn’t have special powers, if you weren’t the Chosen Dark One, would you be leading a normal life now, with friends, a girlfriend, and just regular teenage stuff? And would you have enjoyed that better?” Erika gazed up earnestly.
“Well, I’ve led a different life from others… yet I don’t mind. Because I have having you by my side is the most important thing. If we didn’t take the road of having special powers… you wouldn’t be here with me today to endure through life together. And no matter what, I would be unhappy then.” Eron looked up and smiled sincerely. “I’m never going to break my promise to you Erika. I swore back when the doctors and nurses had given up, I swore that I would do anything to let you life, and that I was always going to stay by your side from then on.”
For a second, Erika’s eyes turned misty. “You remembered our promise…”
“Of course! Erika, why do you think I’ve lasted this long, struggled this hard, and turned so crooked?” Wistfully, Eron grasped the black stone around his neck, as if it was choking him. “It’s so that I can be with you and watch over my little twin sister.”
For the first time in ages, Erika found that she had tears in her eyes. Quickly, she turned her face from her twin, and wiped her face with her sleeves. What’s wrong with me? I swore I would never show a weak face to Eron again! Then she spun around, smiling. “Eron. Let’s win this fight together. Let’ win and avenge the cause of our ancestors’ misery. Then everything will be all right. Then, we can be like normal twins.”
Plucking a blood red rose from the vase, Eron held it to his nose. “I don’t know if we will ever be what people call normal. But, we will win, Erika. Nothing will prevent us from winning. Nothing.”
Erika listened to his smooth, confident words as he Eron gripped the rose tightly into his fist. Yet, his hands were trembling, and his bangs were covering his eyes as his head was bent down. She could have sworn that a single drop of water dropped onto the crimson rose petal.
Without much thought, Eron flung the limp flower onto the flower and tread on it. Staring at it, Erika bent down and she murmured softly, “Yet… Sometimes, I think we’ve been wrapped up in being evil and causing misery for other for so long…” Gently, she picked up the crushed rose and held it to her chest. “I think we’ve forgotten the real reason for living…” Standing up again, she looked at Eron questioningly.
Heaving a long sigh, Eron took the rose and set it back into the vase filled with water. “Even if I put this crushed rose back into the vase full of water, with the other fresh roses, it is already damaged beyond repair. Why this rose out of all other roses? Yet, somehow, it turned out to be this rose to be singled out and crushed; it’s distinct from the other beautiful roses. Unless there is a miracle, this rose will fade away and die.”
Slowly, Eron let a single strand of power flow from the tip of his fingers to the stem of the limp rose. Immediately, the rose sparked up, spreading its ruby red petals in full bloom, larger and more radiant than others. It spread out new green leaves from it’s stem and stood out from the other red roses. “Well, I took the choice of the miracle. Yet, accepting a miracle means that I choose a different path from others. So definitely, I have to make sacrifices, also.”
In a few minutes, the other roses in the vase cringed and turned away
from the single vivid crimson rose. In a matter of a few more minutes,
only that rose remained in bloom; the others wilted and hung limply around
the vase. The scarlet rose was beautiful to withhold, yet somehow, it looked
so lonely in the midst of a vase full of brown, withered flowers. Turning
to Erika, Eron continued, “Yet, even though I took a path different than
others, I have no regrets. If I was asked to make the same choice all over
again, this is still the life I would pick, Erika.”
Eventually, we shall win. We have to win this fight before we are completely lost in darkness. Hundreds of times, we have asked ourselves, why are we doing this? Why are we living like this?
Well, it is for our ancestors who
were betrayed by the unfriendly world. It is also for the little siblings
of gone by days who had been abandoned by everyone and left to die. It
is for us, the Legendary Chosen Twins who chose to have power; the power
to enable us to live on and the power to avenge those who have made our
But most of all it is because we
made a promise, so long ago, that we will always be by each other’s side,
to endeavor through good times and hard times and to survive together.
Wish-chan: He he... In this special story, I kinda took a different point of view, I guess. Believe it or not, I like both Eron and Erika. I was really glad when people said they liked my 'evil characters.' But, then again, if you don't like Erika, I don't blame you. I guess this short story gives insight to these two bad ones. However, if you look at things from their view, they're not that bad, eh? Hmm, one thing I wanna point out is that Erika and Eron are not 'reincarnations' of the original Dark Ones of the Chang family. (For example, Eriol is the reincarnation of Clow Reed.) Erika and Eron were born as normal twins (however, they possessed special powers, thought they didn't realize it at first, kinda like Sakura. What caused them to become the legendary Dark Ones is because they are being controlled/ following the orders of the spirts of the Chang Magician... But this was their own choice. Oh yeah, who would have thought that of Erika? You might notice I start out the story with both their voices, then focus on Eron, have the flashback, focus on Erika, then end with both their voices. He he... Just something I wanted to point out. This story is by no means their complete story... It is just a glimpse... Plus, there are still many mysteries of the past of the Five Force Magicians. But I hope this story gave a better understanding of the two twins.
He he... And by no means am I saying that these two are good people. They're still the villains. : ). But still, they are human.
There were glimpses of S+S in between, eh? I bet people always wondered
what was going on in Eron and Erika's mind when they saw these two. ^_^.
And this story happens sometime in the summer, when Sakura is still staying
over at Syaoran's house.
Oh yeah, I'll get up a fanart of these two soon...
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