Winter Fairy Tale
By: kyutekandykisses
Hope you like it!
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It was another cold day in mid winter. This brought back memories. Sweet memories of past events from so long ago. Memories, such as light kisses, warm hugs when she was cold, and always white roses on December 20. The roses represented their anniversary of when they got together. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and then she remembered. Everything that happened those past sweet Decembers.
~Early June~
"Tomoyo! Where are you?" Sonomi Daidouji called out. They were late and she knew it and she knew her daughter knew it also.
"Coming!" An 18 year old Tomoyo yelled back. She was having trouble carrying the light blue colored bag out of her room. She eventually managed to get it out, but by the time she did, her mother had gotten up to her.
"Why didn't you just tell me? I could have helped." She said, looking at her daughter to the blue bag.
"Mother, do we have to move?" Tomoyo asked. She knew she asked about a hundred times before but how was she to argue with her own mother.
"Yes. Our company will be more successful in the new location we are going to." Her mother replied as they walked down the long flight of stairs. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, Sonomi stopped, causing her daughter to bump into her. She turned around, and got on her knees. Then she stared Tomoyo in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to move? You don't seem like you want to and you know what ever you want, I want too."
Tomoyo stared at her mother. She didn't know what to say. Part of her wanted to stay, to be with all of her childhood friends. But this was her mother she was talking to, the woman who had raised her all by herself, the woman who tried to be there for her whenever she could, the person who cared for her the most.
"I'm sorry. I'm just going to miss everybody that's all."
Her mother looked down at her daughter. She knew she'd be sad but she knew she'd be even sadder if they stayed. The reason was that Fujiaka Kinomoto had had an early death, just like his wife, Nadeshiko Kinomoto. Because of that Sakura and Syaraon had gotten married all at once, without anyone knowing. Her older brother Touya Kinomoto and everyone in the Li clan were highly disappointed and Touya almost beat Li for taking away his sister. But in the end, they went to China to stay with Li's family. But during that time, Sakura had gotten a severely sick and Touya had gotten into a motorcycle accident so now the two might be gone. Tomoyo had no clue on their condition because the members of the Li clan kept everyone out and Li didn't want anyone coming to see Sakura, not Tomoyo or even Sakura's grandfather.
Tomoyo understood partly though. She knew how much he loved Sakura. She knew how afraid he must be, even though he would never show it. She wanted to be there for them both, but she had to wait until the time came.
But also, the fear that both might be dead and the fact that she couldn't see them made her heart clouded with fear of death and
"It's all for the best honey." Sonomi replied, patting the lavender haired girl on the head. "It's all for the best." She replied again before walking out to the limo that awaited them in the front.
Tomoyo took one last look around the old mansion. It was true she was partly getting sick of the place since it was so large and too quiet. People rarely came over, only her mother's clients and co-workers, but they only used the first floor. She scanned the place. She felt like she was forgetting something. Then she noticed it.
"Tomoyo! We're going to be late!" Sonomi called again.
"Just a minute." Tomoyo replied, running up the stairs and into her room. On the right side of her room, there was a small hole. She grabbed on of the hangers and bent it and stuck it in the hole. Then she turned around until she felt the end go into another hole and she pulled on it. Suddenly a little click came from the floor. Tomoyo stepped on it and it opened. She opened it and there was a small box inside. She grabbed the box and ran out the door.
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"Flight 1004 to England will be arriving soon, please fasten your seatbelts." Tomoyo heard the flight attendant say.
All she did the entire flight was stare at the little box. She was curious since she was never able to open the box or rather didn't want to. She had no idea where this strange little box came from. She just knew something very special was in it.
They landed 10 minutes later. "Flight 1004 to England has arrived. Please wait until the captain has turned off the seatbelt sign to try to get your luggage."
"Mother. We're here." Tomoyo said, nudging her mother a bit. Her mother was deep in thought about something.
"Oh yes. well. lets get going then." Her mother replied as they grabbed their stuff and then left the plane slowly.
As usual, there was a limo driver waiting for them. Tomoyo held onto the box tightly. She thought she lost it once and she didn't want to have that feeling with her again. Her mother walked faster than she did and Tomoyo didn't really notice until she looked up again and noticed her mother turn a corner. So she ran after her. But as she turned the corner, she bumped into someone and fell down.
"Gomen nasai!" Tomoyo said, forgetting about where she was.
The young man she bumped into looked down at her. "Are you alright?" He asked politely, putting out his hand to help her up.
"Yes I am. Thank you very much." She said quickly, blushing. Then she remembered about her mother and looked up to see her mother had already left the building. "Geez." She took his hand and he pulled her up. "Thank you again." She said and ran after her mother.
The young man watched her run out then looked down to see the small box that she left behind. "She still kept it." He said, before picking up the box, then walking out with a tall lady beside him.
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They reached the large mansion. Tomoyo stepped out of the limo and looked around. The mansion resembled their old home. And for the first time, she felt uneasy. She missed Japan and she missed all of her friends.
She let out a little sigh before heading into her new home. She had to tough it out. She remembered, "Whenever you feel down, keep your head up because you're going to succeed."
"You can go on in, Tomoyo. Look around the place." Sonomi said somewhat happily.
She nodded and started taking a couple of steps toward the building. But just than she stopped, strangely she felt a sense of familiarity. It was quite quiet and empty just like her old house but still something about it. She finally walked up to the door and opened it.
That sense of familiarity didn't really matter anymore to her because it felt somewhat like home, quiet and empty. Even if there was furniture in the house, there the presence would still be the same. She sighed, but quickly threw on a little smile when she heard the footsteps of her mother coming closer.
"What do you think Tomoyo?" Her mother asked as she put her hand on her daughter's shoulder.
"It's quite lovely. It reminds me so much of home." She said, trying so hard not to remind herself of Japan. She was on the verge of tears.
"Do you really like it? And tell me the truth." Her mother asked, leaning down to be eye contact with her daughter.
"I really like it." She said, the smile still plastered on her face. "Please go away. Don't be near me. I can't take it." She thought.
Her mother nodded and stood up. "Remember if you ever need anything, you can always tell me."
"Yes, I know." She replied, looking down.
"You also know that you're going to start school in a week or so?" Her mother added.
"Yes. I know about that too." She still looked down, she had nothing to say.
Her mother noticed this and decided that she should stop. "How about you take a look at your room?"
She nodded and watched her mother go out the door. Then almost as if she knew where she was going, she was able to locate the stairs. She held onto the railing and slowly climbed up the stairs. The feelings of familiarity arose once again. She noticed the lights were dimmer, the smell was slightly different. She looked around and everything seemed to be newer, rather than the old house she had entered a while ago. She was almost upstairs and she finished climbing the last few steps. But just as her foot landed on the last step, she could swear she was hearing voices in what would be her room. She walked over to the door and started to open the door.
"Tomoyo!" Sonomi called from downstairs.
Everything seemed normal again. The strange quiet and the faint old smell the place gave off.
"Yes mother?" She called back.
"Should I bring this box up to you or do you think you can take it yourself?"
"I'll get it myself. Just leave it by the door." She replied, as she let go of the door knob and started her way down again. During the whole way down, she was curious on those voices. She couldn't hear it very well but still. It stayed within her mind all the way down. She grabbed the box and thought about the voices also on her way up.
The voices were older, more sophisticated. She slowly went up to the door and opened it. She peered in unknowingly, and just as she expected, it was empty. It was somewhat strange since she was so sure that the voices were real. It could have been voices that she just imagined.
She dropped the box on the ground than walked over to her bed. It wasn't all decorated as it should be but it was just plain. A plain mattress. She fell back and laid on the bed, thinking about her future in London, England.
By: kyutekandykisses
Hope you like it!
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It was another cold day in mid winter. This brought back memories. Sweet memories of past events from so long ago. Memories, such as light kisses, warm hugs when she was cold, and always white roses on December 20. The roses represented their anniversary of when they got together. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and then she remembered. Everything that happened those past sweet Decembers.
~Early June~
"Tomoyo! Where are you?" Sonomi Daidouji called out. They were late and she knew it and she knew her daughter knew it also.
"Coming!" An 18 year old Tomoyo yelled back. She was having trouble carrying the light blue colored bag out of her room. She eventually managed to get it out, but by the time she did, her mother had gotten up to her.
"Why didn't you just tell me? I could have helped." She said, looking at her daughter to the blue bag.
"Mother, do we have to move?" Tomoyo asked. She knew she asked about a hundred times before but how was she to argue with her own mother.
"Yes. Our company will be more successful in the new location we are going to." Her mother replied as they walked down the long flight of stairs. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, Sonomi stopped, causing her daughter to bump into her. She turned around, and got on her knees. Then she stared Tomoyo in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to move? You don't seem like you want to and you know what ever you want, I want too."
Tomoyo stared at her mother. She didn't know what to say. Part of her wanted to stay, to be with all of her childhood friends. But this was her mother she was talking to, the woman who had raised her all by herself, the woman who tried to be there for her whenever she could, the person who cared for her the most.
"I'm sorry. I'm just going to miss everybody that's all."
Her mother looked down at her daughter. She knew she'd be sad but she knew she'd be even sadder if they stayed. The reason was that Fujiaka Kinomoto had had an early death, just like his wife, Nadeshiko Kinomoto. Because of that Sakura and Syaraon had gotten married all at once, without anyone knowing. Her older brother Touya Kinomoto and everyone in the Li clan were highly disappointed and Touya almost beat Li for taking away his sister. But in the end, they went to China to stay with Li's family. But during that time, Sakura had gotten a severely sick and Touya had gotten into a motorcycle accident so now the two might be gone. Tomoyo had no clue on their condition because the members of the Li clan kept everyone out and Li didn't want anyone coming to see Sakura, not Tomoyo or even Sakura's grandfather.
Tomoyo understood partly though. She knew how much he loved Sakura. She knew how afraid he must be, even though he would never show it. She wanted to be there for them both, but she had to wait until the time came.
But also, the fear that both might be dead and the fact that she couldn't see them made her heart clouded with fear of death and
"It's all for the best honey." Sonomi replied, patting the lavender haired girl on the head. "It's all for the best." She replied again before walking out to the limo that awaited them in the front.
Tomoyo took one last look around the old mansion. It was true she was partly getting sick of the place since it was so large and too quiet. People rarely came over, only her mother's clients and co-workers, but they only used the first floor. She scanned the place. She felt like she was forgetting something. Then she noticed it.
"Tomoyo! We're going to be late!" Sonomi called again.
"Just a minute." Tomoyo replied, running up the stairs and into her room. On the right side of her room, there was a small hole. She grabbed on of the hangers and bent it and stuck it in the hole. Then she turned around until she felt the end go into another hole and she pulled on it. Suddenly a little click came from the floor. Tomoyo stepped on it and it opened. She opened it and there was a small box inside. She grabbed the box and ran out the door.
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"Flight 1004 to England will be arriving soon, please fasten your seatbelts." Tomoyo heard the flight attendant say.
All she did the entire flight was stare at the little box. She was curious since she was never able to open the box or rather didn't want to. She had no idea where this strange little box came from. She just knew something very special was in it.
They landed 10 minutes later. "Flight 1004 to England has arrived. Please wait until the captain has turned off the seatbelt sign to try to get your luggage."
"Mother. We're here." Tomoyo said, nudging her mother a bit. Her mother was deep in thought about something.
"Oh yes. well. lets get going then." Her mother replied as they grabbed their stuff and then left the plane slowly.
As usual, there was a limo driver waiting for them. Tomoyo held onto the box tightly. She thought she lost it once and she didn't want to have that feeling with her again. Her mother walked faster than she did and Tomoyo didn't really notice until she looked up again and noticed her mother turn a corner. So she ran after her. But as she turned the corner, she bumped into someone and fell down.
"Gomen nasai!" Tomoyo said, forgetting about where she was.
The young man she bumped into looked down at her. "Are you alright?" He asked politely, putting out his hand to help her up.
"Yes I am. Thank you very much." She said quickly, blushing. Then she remembered about her mother and looked up to see her mother had already left the building. "Geez." She took his hand and he pulled her up. "Thank you again." She said and ran after her mother.
The young man watched her run out then looked down to see the small box that she left behind. "She still kept it." He said, before picking up the box, then walking out with a tall lady beside him.
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They reached the large mansion. Tomoyo stepped out of the limo and looked around. The mansion resembled their old home. And for the first time, she felt uneasy. She missed Japan and she missed all of her friends.
She let out a little sigh before heading into her new home. She had to tough it out. She remembered, "Whenever you feel down, keep your head up because you're going to succeed."
"You can go on in, Tomoyo. Look around the place." Sonomi said somewhat happily.
She nodded and started taking a couple of steps toward the building. But just than she stopped, strangely she felt a sense of familiarity. It was quite quiet and empty just like her old house but still something about it. She finally walked up to the door and opened it.
That sense of familiarity didn't really matter anymore to her because it felt somewhat like home, quiet and empty. Even if there was furniture in the house, there the presence would still be the same. She sighed, but quickly threw on a little smile when she heard the footsteps of her mother coming closer.
"What do you think Tomoyo?" Her mother asked as she put her hand on her daughter's shoulder.
"It's quite lovely. It reminds me so much of home." She said, trying so hard not to remind herself of Japan. She was on the verge of tears.
"Do you really like it? And tell me the truth." Her mother asked, leaning down to be eye contact with her daughter.
"I really like it." She said, the smile still plastered on her face. "Please go away. Don't be near me. I can't take it." She thought.
Her mother nodded and stood up. "Remember if you ever need anything, you can always tell me."
"Yes, I know." She replied, looking down.
"You also know that you're going to start school in a week or so?" Her mother added.
"Yes. I know about that too." She still looked down, she had nothing to say.
Her mother noticed this and decided that she should stop. "How about you take a look at your room?"
She nodded and watched her mother go out the door. Then almost as if she knew where she was going, she was able to locate the stairs. She held onto the railing and slowly climbed up the stairs. The feelings of familiarity arose once again. She noticed the lights were dimmer, the smell was slightly different. She looked around and everything seemed to be newer, rather than the old house she had entered a while ago. She was almost upstairs and she finished climbing the last few steps. But just as her foot landed on the last step, she could swear she was hearing voices in what would be her room. She walked over to the door and started to open the door.
"Tomoyo!" Sonomi called from downstairs.
Everything seemed normal again. The strange quiet and the faint old smell the place gave off.
"Yes mother?" She called back.
"Should I bring this box up to you or do you think you can take it yourself?"
"I'll get it myself. Just leave it by the door." She replied, as she let go of the door knob and started her way down again. During the whole way down, she was curious on those voices. She couldn't hear it very well but still. It stayed within her mind all the way down. She grabbed the box and thought about the voices also on her way up.
The voices were older, more sophisticated. She slowly went up to the door and opened it. She peered in unknowingly, and just as she expected, it was empty. It was somewhat strange since she was so sure that the voices were real. It could have been voices that she just imagined.
She dropped the box on the ground than walked over to her bed. It wasn't all decorated as it should be but it was just plain. A plain mattress. She fell back and laid on the bed, thinking about her future in London, England.