Chapter 1: Amnesia
Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura or any of its characters since CLAMP does. But I still like using them in my stories '.
A/N: This is my first Fan Fic, so please forgive me if you don't like it…and for fair warning, it might stink. Well this is and S&S, so for those who don't like it, well sorry I ain't changing it. And for further warning this story has a lot of cursing so for this of virgin ears, stop reading. Well on with the story.
A/N: This is the edited version of the first chapter. The original name was "Lost Mind, Soul Search" but I changed it so the title would go with the story plot.
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Tokyo, Japan
Outside the Southside Police Department; 43rd Precinct
A young boy, looking around the age of 16, seemingly flew over the steps that leading from the police station. Leaping over a hood of a parked car, his small, wrath-like body ran from what seemed like an oversized, sweating pig in a police uniform. His nose smashed into his face, giving the appearance of a pig, not to mention every time that he breathed in, it sounded like he was snorting. Chasing after the boy, he somehow squeezed himself through two vertically parked cars, just barely making it through the narrowly spaced bumpers.
"Get back here, you mother fucker!" he bellowed, his double chin and protruding pot belly were jiggling in rhythm to his slow, clumsy 'run.' "Give… me… back… my… donut!" He slowly huffed out as he quickly lost his breath. He bent over, his head dropping to his knees, he reached out his hands "D…damn…you…"
The young boy, stopped and looked over his shoulder, laughing hysterically, "You fat bastards need to exercise! I can't believe that you assholes are cops!" The boy, then dashing off, his head down, took a sharp turn into a dark ally and ran smack head first into a hard muscled chest and fell on his ass.
"What the Fuck!" Head ringing, the kid looked up sharply. He stared in surprise at the large man in front of him.
"Now who are you trying to insult?" A rough, commanding voice said to the fallen boy. He slowly bent down in till his amber eyes were level to the stunned pair of purple eyes. The boy quickly stood up, jumping away from the large man.
Beginning to be highly amused, and intrigued, the man said to the wide eyed boy, "Now why would a nice girl like you dress up as a guy and try to steal a donut only to know that you were going to get caught."
"What's it to you?" came a retort, "I don't give a shit what you guys fuck'n think!" she spun around. But the cop quickly stood up and grabbed the young girl's wrist.
Furious, she tried to twist her hand out of the man's tight grip. Noticing that it wasn't possible to escape his grasp she looked up and glared, ordering him "Let go", with a low snarl.
Highly amused, he calmly stated "Not before you tell me why you are picking on lazy cops and stealing their food."
"How about NOT!"
"Then I guess I won't let go." A smile was slowly creeping onto his face.
"Well Fuck You, Syaoran!" She spat out. His smile quickly vanished.
Syaoran then slowly leaned down, face to face with the girl. "No need to get bitchy because I am stronger than you and…"
"No Shit, you just noticed, now how long was that!" She cut in.
"Now shut up!" Syaoran faintly snarled at her.
(A/N: Now we get some of his anger, watch out little girlie or the little wolf might bite.)
Getting angry herself, she quickly shifted her feet and with a quick twist of her arm and a jab on the inside of Syaoran's inner elbow, he finally let go of her hand; his hand collapsing to his side. Leaping backwards she gingerly rubbed her wrist; then abruptly she stopped and spun around. Swooping down, she grabbed the fallen bag of stolen donuts and started to dash off.
"Where the hell do you think you are going." He shouted. The girl stops, twisting around, glaring at him.
Then stated sarcastically, "Like you need to know."
Looking at her coolly, "I think you need to rid yourself of that attitude and…,"
"Shove it, like I give a fuck, damn what you 'cops' think, HA!" she spat out. "All you guys do is sit on your mother fuck'n asses and do nothing!" she snarled. Her eyes glared deep purple flames of fury.
"Shut up!" Syaoran replied angrily, his own amber eyes sparked. "Because we couldn't find the person who was trying to kill you, you end up thinking the all fucking cops are ass holes and lazy ass bums."
"NO…fucking…DUH!" the young girl said in a furious, tight voice, "I trusted you guys," She raised her voice. "and you 'cops' almost Got ME KILLED!" She was now yelling
"And who's fault was that, Hummm!"
"Don't even start with that fucking bullshit. I was an innocent victim and you make it sound like it was my fault."
"I didn't say you did the bombing that night, I meet your foolish actions."
Looking away from Syaoran, she stared overhead and remembered that devastating night…the only day she can actually remember…
Flashback
Within a club a band finished their last song, the room seemed to explode in cheering and whistles. The announcer dramatically stepped up to the front of the stage griping the hand held microphone. The cheering slowed, and a contagious hush filled the room. The announcer took a deep breath, and with a strong voice, announced the next performer.
"And now we present…The Beautiful Singer Sakura Kinomoto!"
The crowd cheered as the young beauty stepped out onto the stage. Her honey-brown hair shown, gently curving and framing her beaming face. Her emerald eyes gleamed and glistened as she looks out into the roaring crowds. She was wearing a flowing deep green dress that fell brushed the ground, swirling around her every time she took a step. It was low cut and narrows around her waist giving any onlooker the view of her generous curves. In her hand, she held a slim silver microphone.
She stopped, looking around at her audience; she took a deep breath, and starts to sing.
A/N: All of the lyrics in this story are written by me.
Looking out in to the stars,
I always have this feeling you are there,
With me and beside me,
Even if I can not see you,
You are there.
Her very voice stunned the crowd, gliding into each person's mind and heart. Each word pronounced perfectly, the notes smooth and gentle but with a perfect rhythm to the fast beat of the background music. Flute and piano playing in perfect smooth harmony. Entranced, the crowd watched intensively as Sakura slowly closed her eyes and lost herself within the music.
Like the very stars in the sky,
Your eyes are my gate to freedom,
To hope,
To love.
Standing beside me,
You guild me,
With every breath,
I give you my all,
For you and only you,
I will always say I love you.
Looking out in to the stars,
I always have this feeling you are there,
With me and beside me,
Even if I can not see you,
You are there.
You are always there…
My love,
My hope,
And
My very dream.
Slowly the song came to it's end, the crowd sat within their seats in stunned amazement, Sakura's voice still echoed inside their head. Sakura slowly opened her eyes and a man in the back row stood. The crowd immediately cheered, clapping and whistles were so loud the room roared with the fierce onslaught of the impressed crowd. Sakura stepped back from the unexpected onrush of the pleased audience.
Present
A sharp pain flashed through the young girl's head, her vision blurred and her head immediately started to pound. Weak from her sudden memory recall, her legs weaken and her legs collapsed from under her. Surprised, Syaoran reacted by quickly, dashing forward and grabbing the falling girl. Her eyes painfully tried to focus on his face.
"Are you alright?" His voice shook in both surprise and worry.
"I-I think" she paused and took a shaking but painful breath, her eyesight slowly came to focus. "I think I am starting to remember."
"Do you remember your name?" He looked straight into those deep purple eyes, hoping that she would remember what happened to her.
"No, but I remember..." She stopped, her eyes clouding again from the pain of remembering the very moments in which her life changed, and her very memories gone. "I remember the singer Sakura Avalon singing at the place...Diablo's Court... her voice seemed to captivate the audience, she was beautiful..." She closed her eyes; she winced from the pain.
"That is fine, it's good that you are remembering, do you have any idea how you lost your memories?" He asked softly.
"No" She replied sadly, " I just know that I was a target."
"A target?" His voice full of shock, he stared at her.
Opening her eyes, she looked directly into Syaoran's eyes. Her gaze and voice became very serious. "I think that I was the target for the bombing that day at Diablo's Court."
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A/N: Sorry to stop here but I needed to put this up and it seemed to be a good stopping point. Well now you have to wait for my next chapter. Hope you like it!
A/N: The next chapter will be posted in about a month, sorry for the inconvenience.