To my wonderful-future-to-be Readers:
I hope you enjoy this fan-fic as much as I have had fun writing it. I am still a beginning writer, so please spare my horrible mistakes, and learn to bear with me. Encourage me along the way by reading and leaving comments by simply clicking the "To Review" button down at the bottom of the page in the left-hand corner. Please do—It would mean a lot to a newbie like me. So, enjoy!
Kudos to all of you—
The People's Writer
FYI:
'Personal Thoughts'
~"Inner Voices"~
ESP
%The Written Word%
[Flashback]
"Normal Conversation (Duh)"
* Com Link or Telephone *
*Sound Effects (usually just Kurt's bamfing)
{Background noise--music, crowds, etc.}
-Tomoeda, Japan-
The slender girl hurriedly brushed the sweaty strands of dark hair out of her face. She was going to make it! She rushed past the obstruction until she saw her destination. She dodged in and out, weaved under and over until she was exhausted. She had mere seconds left... She swept a quick glance over her shoulder. She saw the clock ticking down:
5. She spun back around and saw the figure looming in her line of vision.
4. The girl jumped over a sea of legs and ran closer to the dark figure.
3. She could hear someone yelling out the time as she rushed the individual.
2. She saw it. Now it was only her and the being.
1. She kicked as hard as she possibly can, towards the dead center. She sucked her breath in...
Everyone hushed in anticipation and then...
"G~O~A~L! THE PANTHERS WIN THIS GAME! SAKURA KINIMOTO HAS SCORED THE WINNING GOAL!"
The girl sighed in relief as she took a breath she hadn't known she was holding. "WE WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP." The girl's teammates yelled in ecstasy.
"Sakura, thanks to you, we WON!" Sakura grinned happily from ear to ear. She glanced over to her mother who was waving from the stands. She made a motion with her hands, as if to say, 'I'm proud of you!' Sakura made the motion back and smiled excitedly as she flopped back into the innumerable arms of her team and let them carry her over to the bench.
Sakura sighed and rubbed her temples tiredly as she made her way down the narrow little alley. Her eyes felt raw, as if she hadn't had a wink of sleep all night. And the clothes she was wearing didn't do anything to help her to fight off her sleepiness.
Of course, her friends had insisted that she stay until the after-party had gone into full swing. Sakura, knowing that she would regret this in the morning had agreed to her party-alcoholic friends and had stayed.
And now here she was, walking down a creepy and dark alley at three thirty in the morning, with who-know-what's stalking her and her lack of sleep slowly creeping over her. She was right, including the part where a 'who- know-what' was stalking her. Literally.
The dark figure peered around a corner and decided that now would be a smart time to strike. The hooded man rushed himself at the sleepy-eyed teenager and grabbed her arm.
He swung her around and growled in her ear, "You pretty little thing... Y'know, I can show you some real fun if you come along with me..." He was careful enough to keep her arms pinned against her back.
Sakura snapped her head up at the sound of his voice and smelt the beer on his breath. 'Ohmigawd...' Panicky at the thought the man was portraying, she got scared and immediately started to sweat. She couldn't see the man nor did she want to. She squirmed in his vice grip and tried not to think of anything other than getting away. 'Ohmigawd... Not again!' She shook her head and thought of her options. She couldn't scream; his hand was on her mouth. She couldn't move; her arms were pinned against her back.
Suddenly, his grip had stopped as abruptly as it had come. 'What's going on?' Sakura thought. She spun herself around to face...
A tree.
In the middle of an alley.
In which a mighty oak tree stood at least two stories tall.
Sakura looked around confusedly.
Where had the man gone to?
'Ohmigawd'. She said as the thought sunk in.
The man had become the tree.
What else could she do?
She fainted.
-Westchester, New York-
A serene man sat in a wheelchair as he studied the screen intently. Storm, Jean, I would like a word with you. Please come to my office as of immediately.
He sat silently as he waited for the two women to arrive. A brazen knock filled the air as someone tapped the heavy door. Come in.
A willowy African-American woman came in first, her thick white hair in slight disarray as she entered first. She was gripping a gardening spade and had dirt all over her jeans. The mature man studied her appearance and his eyes crinkled in amusement.
She noticed that he was staring at her less-than-formal appearance and tried to fix herself, trying to be unnoticeable as possible.
As the white-haired woman sidestepped next to the door, a voluptuous redhead entered, breathing lightly, as if she were trying to calm down from running.
"I apologize for calling you two in so abruptly, but we have a serious matter to discuss."
Both women's heads shot up and searched his face, beckoning to continue.
"What is the matter Professor?" the redhead asked with a hitched breath.
"Cerebro has detected a new mutant signature. I would like you to take either Kitty or Kurt along to recruit this girl."
"Do you know the location Charles?" The African-American woman said thoughtfully.
"Tomoeda, Japan."
-Tomoeda Central Hospital-
Sakura peered through her heavy amber eyelashes. She glanced at the room around her with drowsy eyes. 'Where am I?' A monotonous beeping was heard as she tried to get her mind to grip where she was. 'What is that ridiculous racket?' The simultaneous beeping of the assortment of machines
was beginning to irritate her, in more ways than less. She grasped the side of the hospital bed and tried to lean over towards the counter for a glass of water. Her mother was on the very left side of her, sitting slouched in a chair, dozing lightly.
"What happened to me?"
Sakura's russet colored hair which had been hanging in her face previously was brushed back and had been clipped with a large claw. Her mother woke up from the sound of her voice. "Sakura! You are all right. I was so worried." The girl peered at her mother with a blurry vision.
"What happened to me?"
"You were in an alley, and then, with some miraculous favor on God, you happened to stumble on a common road. A woman saw you collapse and brought you here immediately."
Mrs. Kinomoto was so overwhelmed with emotion she had to choke back a sob to continue.
"Your injuries are minor. You had a mild concussion as you fell, but it is amazingly healed." Mrs. Kinomoto smiled warmly towards her child. "I'm just glad that you are safe. And I won't even ask what you were doing coming home at three in the morning."
Sakura ducked her head in embarrassment just as the head nurse entered the room briskly. "You have visitors." She smiled grimly and turned toward a small gathering in front of her room's doorway. "You have ten minutes." The nurse said coolly. Then she walked out in the same manner as she had come in.
Sakura sat up in her bed and glanced at her mother. Her mother looked as bewildered as she felt. 'Who are these people?'
As her vision cleared, Sakura saw that there were four people standing at the edge of her bed, two of them introducing themselves as a "Jean" and as a "Ororo". 'Jean and Ororo; Check.'
A cautious (and what seemed like to her a 16-year-old) girl pulled out her hand from a large sweater and said, "Hi! I'm Kitty. And like, you must be Sakura?" Kitty said her name in what she thought was the right pronunciation.
"Sakura Kinomoto", she mended. "Oh. Like sorry." She blushed apologetically. The russet headed girl smiled kindly and shook her long auburn locks sincerely.
"It's ok. I do it all the time. Butcher up other people's names I mean." She said.
The two strangers took a step back as both of them wore equal faces of surprise.
"What? Oh... Are you surprised that I can speak English?"
"Well... Like, yea." The chestnut haired girl said, the effect of the Japanese-English speaking girl still intact.
"Well, let's just say that I have a certain knack for languages. And English isn't my only one." She grinned and winked as if to say, 'You'll find out for yourselves.'
Sakura cleared her throat and re-began. "Well, in any case, hi Kitty. Pleased to meet you. And you are...?" She left the question hanging in air as the boy looked up startled and yelped out a, "Oh!" Kitty jabbed the boy's stomach, lightly as if to say, 'C'mon. Get on with it already!'
The blonde haired boy grinned cheekily and said, "I'm Bobby Drake. I'm filling in for the boy who was supposed to be here in my place." He ran a hand through his tousled hair.
"But I'm glad I went instead of him."
"Oh? And why is that Drake?" Kitty said poking him in the shoulder. "Because, then I wouldn't have been able to have this gorgeous beauty to myself." He commented slyly looking at Sakura.
She responded by glaring at the impertinent child.
"This is nice, Ms. Munroe for you to come visit my daughter but I do not understand why you are here." Ororo stepped up and quickly replied, "I apologize. I have been getting side-tracked lately. I am here because your daughter has... special abilities that others do not."
"Abilities? Oh, but I do know!"
"You do?" Incredulously the four men and women asked simultaneously.
"Then why'd we come out to who-knows-where if she knows what she is already?" Bobby mumbled under his breath.
Bobby... Jean said warningly. Ok, ok. Get your point Red. He said back at her, twice as huffily as he was before.
"My daughter is in the 5th highest rank in all of Japan! Her test scores are immaculate and she is most excellent at sports. She is in the top of her class!" Sakura's mother proudly said as Sakura began to blush furiously.
"Oh no Mrs. Kinomoto." Ororo chuckled. "Nothing of the sort. Her abilities... in other sorts."
"Other sorts? You are college scouts... Are you not?" Mrs. Kinomoto asked confusedly
"No, Mrs. Kinomoto. Your daughter is a mutant."
"A what?!" The Japanese women yelled simultaneously.
Sakura shook her head and her auburn colored locks began to fall out of its holder. 'This can't be! I... I know I was different, but... Not like this. This is... impossible! I can't be... a...' Sakura struggled against the thought of her being someone other than what she already was.
"This is outrageous! This is impossible. No one in my line nor Sakura's father's line has the gene..."
Sakura bit on her lip to keep her tears at bay. She couldn't stand her father, much less speak about him. "If... What you say is true..." She started slowly. Her mother faced towards her determined daughter and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"If what you say is true... I am..." She choked back a small breath and started over. "Does this mean you are mutants too?" She blurted out finally.
"Never thought you'd ask." Bobby said smoothly. He pulled out a hand and said, "How 'bout this for size?"
He moved palms so that they were facing each other, the left hovering over the right. He cupped his hands moved both his palms in a fast counter-clockwise position. Between them, large crystals of ice was seen, swirling, madly trying to overcome the other. When he finally pulled away, a slender, but beautiful rose hovered in his hands. "For the madam." Suavely, he then placed the ice rose between Jin's open hands.
"Oh my..." she breathed as she saw the stunning creation between her hands. Mrs. Kinomoto studied the elegant flower with curious eyes. "What amazing power you have!" She said finally.
Jean and Kitty let out breaths of relief when she finally answered.
I like, guess she doesn't have a thing like, against mutants then, huh Jean?
Jean smiled graciously. I'm glad she doesn't. Remind me that we'll have to thank Bobby later.
Bobby if sensing as if he knew he was to be congratulated said, Someone forgetting to say something?
Rolling her eyes, Kitty frowned as she slugged him lightly across the shoulder. "Don't push it Iceboy."
He growled and said, "It's IceMAN, not IceBOY."
"Like, whatever, Frosty." giggled the valley girl.
Sakura watched interestedly as she watched some sort of communication between the younger students.
"So... If ice manipulation is your power... Then, may I be able to see demonstrations of yours?" Sakura intervened politely.
She catches on quick! Bobby mentally projected.
Of course she does, her mother did say that she was 5th in all of Japan. Kitty, understanding let a small "duh" underneath her breath.
She straightened up and looked at Sakura. "Like, sure!" Kitty eagerly said. "Watch this." She took her hand and pulled out Sakura's. She instructed the bewildered girl, "Don't blink." She phased her hand through Sakura's and pulled it back out again.
"Goodness!" Mrs. Kinomoto said surprised.
Ororo chuckled lightly. "Don't worry, Mrs. Kinomoto. We use our powers only for good." "Well, I sure hope so!" Jin said back, still startled from Kitty's presentation.
"May I see yours, Jean?"
Here it is. Jean mentally projected to everyone in the room.
Shocked, Sakura's mother did an anime styled fall and said, "Well, goodness me!" Sakura let out a small giggle as her mother picked herself up from the floor.
"And, Mrs. Monroe, yours is...?"
"Not 'indoor-friendly' you could say." "I do, however can tell you yours."
Sakura's mother composed herself and said, "Please tell. I am eager to know whether it is as stunning as the other's."
"Sakura," Ororo began as she struggled to find a way to tell her what her powers were. "Have you ever felt different from any of the other children? As if you were connected to something when they were not?"
Sakura thought back, flipping through her memories like a scrapbook. Then she remembered.
[Flashback]
Sakura's father had brought his wife, Jin and his lovely daughter to the playground. Sakura had been sick, and she had healed rather rapidly, and he wanted to celebrate her strong health. He sent his seven year old daughter to the sandbox as he and his young wife sat down together to watch their daughter, resting on the bench. The young girl had wandered from site to site, looking around as if someone was calling her.
Oh please, oh please someone help me! A weak voice warbled to the girl's ears.
The russet-colored hairs were in disarray as Sakura searched for the invisible voice. Suddenly, she saw it. It was coming from a lifeless flower.
I need... I need water. It rasped out.
'Poor flower.' She thought. 'I wish it would get all better. Then I would be happy!' Sakura tapped the flower and wished it would be better.
Suddenly, the withered tulip had straightened and the color rushed back to its soft petals. The seven year old squealed in excitement and ran quickly towards her parents.
"Look mommy! C'mere daddy!" She said, tugging on the pant leg of her father. "Ok, ok Sakura. Calm down. Now what is it that you wanted to show me?"
The girl straightened her back proudly as she showed her mother the flower and beamed towards her father. "I made the flower feel all better!"
Jin smiled as her husband crouched down next to his happy little 'angel'. "That's good sweety. But, how did you know that it was "hurt"?" He stood up after moving a hand over the soil. Jin knew what he was doing. He was an 'earth mage', and the blood of magic ran deep into his family's bloodline. "Jin, this soil... It is completely dry of its minerals." "Do you think that... Sakura could possibly..." "It's too early to tell."
Mr. Kinomoto faced his daughter and said, "C'mon honey. We'll get a plastic baggy and take this pretty flower home."
Sakura grasped his large burly hands and skipped happily, towards a kiosk stand, hopefully waiting for a bag.
[Flashback End]
"The flower!" Jin and her daughter said in chorus.
"Excuse me?" Ororo asked confusedly as Jean stared at the mother and daughter.
"There... There was this... flower. W-when I was seven." Sakura started hesitantly. She closed her eyes as if it would help her remember. "I was at this park... And this voice." She sighed. "Oh what a pretty voice. It spoke to me. Telling me to help it." "It came from the flower. It was... crying. It was sad."
"I had to help it." Here she sounded confused as her emerald eyes fluttered open. "Then I wished for the flower to be... 'all better' and it... errm..." Sakura stopped nervously.
"Regenerated?" Her mother helpfully supplied.
She let out a nervous laugh as her mother filled in the blank areas.
"Sakura... Do you think you could have your father's bloodline?" Jin asked carefully.
The sixteen year old bristled immediately. "Do you think I even want to have his blood?" She growled out.
"Like, what does having her father's like, blood have to do with, like anything?" Kitty ventured.
"Sakura's father was an earth mage."
"Meaning..." Bobby trailed off.
Jean glared at him and started back up for Ororo. "Meaning Sakura has the power to control the earth."
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From, The People's Writer
I hope you enjoy this fan-fic as much as I have had fun writing it. I am still a beginning writer, so please spare my horrible mistakes, and learn to bear with me. Encourage me along the way by reading and leaving comments by simply clicking the "To Review" button down at the bottom of the page in the left-hand corner. Please do—It would mean a lot to a newbie like me. So, enjoy!
Kudos to all of you—
The People's Writer
FYI:
'Personal Thoughts'
~"Inner Voices"~
ESP
%The Written Word%
[Flashback]
"Normal Conversation (Duh)"
* Com Link or Telephone *
*Sound Effects (usually just Kurt's bamfing)
{Background noise--music, crowds, etc.}
-Tomoeda, Japan-
The slender girl hurriedly brushed the sweaty strands of dark hair out of her face. She was going to make it! She rushed past the obstruction until she saw her destination. She dodged in and out, weaved under and over until she was exhausted. She had mere seconds left... She swept a quick glance over her shoulder. She saw the clock ticking down:
5. She spun back around and saw the figure looming in her line of vision.
4. The girl jumped over a sea of legs and ran closer to the dark figure.
3. She could hear someone yelling out the time as she rushed the individual.
2. She saw it. Now it was only her and the being.
1. She kicked as hard as she possibly can, towards the dead center. She sucked her breath in...
Everyone hushed in anticipation and then...
"G~O~A~L! THE PANTHERS WIN THIS GAME! SAKURA KINIMOTO HAS SCORED THE WINNING GOAL!"
The girl sighed in relief as she took a breath she hadn't known she was holding. "WE WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP." The girl's teammates yelled in ecstasy.
"Sakura, thanks to you, we WON!" Sakura grinned happily from ear to ear. She glanced over to her mother who was waving from the stands. She made a motion with her hands, as if to say, 'I'm proud of you!' Sakura made the motion back and smiled excitedly as she flopped back into the innumerable arms of her team and let them carry her over to the bench.
Sakura sighed and rubbed her temples tiredly as she made her way down the narrow little alley. Her eyes felt raw, as if she hadn't had a wink of sleep all night. And the clothes she was wearing didn't do anything to help her to fight off her sleepiness.
Of course, her friends had insisted that she stay until the after-party had gone into full swing. Sakura, knowing that she would regret this in the morning had agreed to her party-alcoholic friends and had stayed.
And now here she was, walking down a creepy and dark alley at three thirty in the morning, with who-know-what's stalking her and her lack of sleep slowly creeping over her. She was right, including the part where a 'who- know-what' was stalking her. Literally.
The dark figure peered around a corner and decided that now would be a smart time to strike. The hooded man rushed himself at the sleepy-eyed teenager and grabbed her arm.
He swung her around and growled in her ear, "You pretty little thing... Y'know, I can show you some real fun if you come along with me..." He was careful enough to keep her arms pinned against her back.
Sakura snapped her head up at the sound of his voice and smelt the beer on his breath. 'Ohmigawd...' Panicky at the thought the man was portraying, she got scared and immediately started to sweat. She couldn't see the man nor did she want to. She squirmed in his vice grip and tried not to think of anything other than getting away. 'Ohmigawd... Not again!' She shook her head and thought of her options. She couldn't scream; his hand was on her mouth. She couldn't move; her arms were pinned against her back.
Suddenly, his grip had stopped as abruptly as it had come. 'What's going on?' Sakura thought. She spun herself around to face...
A tree.
In the middle of an alley.
In which a mighty oak tree stood at least two stories tall.
Sakura looked around confusedly.
Where had the man gone to?
'Ohmigawd'. She said as the thought sunk in.
The man had become the tree.
What else could she do?
She fainted.
-Westchester, New York-
A serene man sat in a wheelchair as he studied the screen intently. Storm, Jean, I would like a word with you. Please come to my office as of immediately.
He sat silently as he waited for the two women to arrive. A brazen knock filled the air as someone tapped the heavy door. Come in.
A willowy African-American woman came in first, her thick white hair in slight disarray as she entered first. She was gripping a gardening spade and had dirt all over her jeans. The mature man studied her appearance and his eyes crinkled in amusement.
She noticed that he was staring at her less-than-formal appearance and tried to fix herself, trying to be unnoticeable as possible.
As the white-haired woman sidestepped next to the door, a voluptuous redhead entered, breathing lightly, as if she were trying to calm down from running.
"I apologize for calling you two in so abruptly, but we have a serious matter to discuss."
Both women's heads shot up and searched his face, beckoning to continue.
"What is the matter Professor?" the redhead asked with a hitched breath.
"Cerebro has detected a new mutant signature. I would like you to take either Kitty or Kurt along to recruit this girl."
"Do you know the location Charles?" The African-American woman said thoughtfully.
"Tomoeda, Japan."
-Tomoeda Central Hospital-
Sakura peered through her heavy amber eyelashes. She glanced at the room around her with drowsy eyes. 'Where am I?' A monotonous beeping was heard as she tried to get her mind to grip where she was. 'What is that ridiculous racket?' The simultaneous beeping of the assortment of machines
was beginning to irritate her, in more ways than less. She grasped the side of the hospital bed and tried to lean over towards the counter for a glass of water. Her mother was on the very left side of her, sitting slouched in a chair, dozing lightly.
"What happened to me?"
Sakura's russet colored hair which had been hanging in her face previously was brushed back and had been clipped with a large claw. Her mother woke up from the sound of her voice. "Sakura! You are all right. I was so worried." The girl peered at her mother with a blurry vision.
"What happened to me?"
"You were in an alley, and then, with some miraculous favor on God, you happened to stumble on a common road. A woman saw you collapse and brought you here immediately."
Mrs. Kinomoto was so overwhelmed with emotion she had to choke back a sob to continue.
"Your injuries are minor. You had a mild concussion as you fell, but it is amazingly healed." Mrs. Kinomoto smiled warmly towards her child. "I'm just glad that you are safe. And I won't even ask what you were doing coming home at three in the morning."
Sakura ducked her head in embarrassment just as the head nurse entered the room briskly. "You have visitors." She smiled grimly and turned toward a small gathering in front of her room's doorway. "You have ten minutes." The nurse said coolly. Then she walked out in the same manner as she had come in.
Sakura sat up in her bed and glanced at her mother. Her mother looked as bewildered as she felt. 'Who are these people?'
As her vision cleared, Sakura saw that there were four people standing at the edge of her bed, two of them introducing themselves as a "Jean" and as a "Ororo". 'Jean and Ororo; Check.'
A cautious (and what seemed like to her a 16-year-old) girl pulled out her hand from a large sweater and said, "Hi! I'm Kitty. And like, you must be Sakura?" Kitty said her name in what she thought was the right pronunciation.
"Sakura Kinomoto", she mended. "Oh. Like sorry." She blushed apologetically. The russet headed girl smiled kindly and shook her long auburn locks sincerely.
"It's ok. I do it all the time. Butcher up other people's names I mean." She said.
The two strangers took a step back as both of them wore equal faces of surprise.
"What? Oh... Are you surprised that I can speak English?"
"Well... Like, yea." The chestnut haired girl said, the effect of the Japanese-English speaking girl still intact.
"Well, let's just say that I have a certain knack for languages. And English isn't my only one." She grinned and winked as if to say, 'You'll find out for yourselves.'
Sakura cleared her throat and re-began. "Well, in any case, hi Kitty. Pleased to meet you. And you are...?" She left the question hanging in air as the boy looked up startled and yelped out a, "Oh!" Kitty jabbed the boy's stomach, lightly as if to say, 'C'mon. Get on with it already!'
The blonde haired boy grinned cheekily and said, "I'm Bobby Drake. I'm filling in for the boy who was supposed to be here in my place." He ran a hand through his tousled hair.
"But I'm glad I went instead of him."
"Oh? And why is that Drake?" Kitty said poking him in the shoulder. "Because, then I wouldn't have been able to have this gorgeous beauty to myself." He commented slyly looking at Sakura.
She responded by glaring at the impertinent child.
"This is nice, Ms. Munroe for you to come visit my daughter but I do not understand why you are here." Ororo stepped up and quickly replied, "I apologize. I have been getting side-tracked lately. I am here because your daughter has... special abilities that others do not."
"Abilities? Oh, but I do know!"
"You do?" Incredulously the four men and women asked simultaneously.
"Then why'd we come out to who-knows-where if she knows what she is already?" Bobby mumbled under his breath.
Bobby... Jean said warningly. Ok, ok. Get your point Red. He said back at her, twice as huffily as he was before.
"My daughter is in the 5th highest rank in all of Japan! Her test scores are immaculate and she is most excellent at sports. She is in the top of her class!" Sakura's mother proudly said as Sakura began to blush furiously.
"Oh no Mrs. Kinomoto." Ororo chuckled. "Nothing of the sort. Her abilities... in other sorts."
"Other sorts? You are college scouts... Are you not?" Mrs. Kinomoto asked confusedly
"No, Mrs. Kinomoto. Your daughter is a mutant."
"A what?!" The Japanese women yelled simultaneously.
Sakura shook her head and her auburn colored locks began to fall out of its holder. 'This can't be! I... I know I was different, but... Not like this. This is... impossible! I can't be... a...' Sakura struggled against the thought of her being someone other than what she already was.
"This is outrageous! This is impossible. No one in my line nor Sakura's father's line has the gene..."
Sakura bit on her lip to keep her tears at bay. She couldn't stand her father, much less speak about him. "If... What you say is true..." She started slowly. Her mother faced towards her determined daughter and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"If what you say is true... I am..." She choked back a small breath and started over. "Does this mean you are mutants too?" She blurted out finally.
"Never thought you'd ask." Bobby said smoothly. He pulled out a hand and said, "How 'bout this for size?"
He moved palms so that they were facing each other, the left hovering over the right. He cupped his hands moved both his palms in a fast counter-clockwise position. Between them, large crystals of ice was seen, swirling, madly trying to overcome the other. When he finally pulled away, a slender, but beautiful rose hovered in his hands. "For the madam." Suavely, he then placed the ice rose between Jin's open hands.
"Oh my..." she breathed as she saw the stunning creation between her hands. Mrs. Kinomoto studied the elegant flower with curious eyes. "What amazing power you have!" She said finally.
Jean and Kitty let out breaths of relief when she finally answered.
I like, guess she doesn't have a thing like, against mutants then, huh Jean?
Jean smiled graciously. I'm glad she doesn't. Remind me that we'll have to thank Bobby later.
Bobby if sensing as if he knew he was to be congratulated said, Someone forgetting to say something?
Rolling her eyes, Kitty frowned as she slugged him lightly across the shoulder. "Don't push it Iceboy."
He growled and said, "It's IceMAN, not IceBOY."
"Like, whatever, Frosty." giggled the valley girl.
Sakura watched interestedly as she watched some sort of communication between the younger students.
"So... If ice manipulation is your power... Then, may I be able to see demonstrations of yours?" Sakura intervened politely.
She catches on quick! Bobby mentally projected.
Of course she does, her mother did say that she was 5th in all of Japan. Kitty, understanding let a small "duh" underneath her breath.
She straightened up and looked at Sakura. "Like, sure!" Kitty eagerly said. "Watch this." She took her hand and pulled out Sakura's. She instructed the bewildered girl, "Don't blink." She phased her hand through Sakura's and pulled it back out again.
"Goodness!" Mrs. Kinomoto said surprised.
Ororo chuckled lightly. "Don't worry, Mrs. Kinomoto. We use our powers only for good." "Well, I sure hope so!" Jin said back, still startled from Kitty's presentation.
"May I see yours, Jean?"
Here it is. Jean mentally projected to everyone in the room.
Shocked, Sakura's mother did an anime styled fall and said, "Well, goodness me!" Sakura let out a small giggle as her mother picked herself up from the floor.
"And, Mrs. Monroe, yours is...?"
"Not 'indoor-friendly' you could say." "I do, however can tell you yours."
Sakura's mother composed herself and said, "Please tell. I am eager to know whether it is as stunning as the other's."
"Sakura," Ororo began as she struggled to find a way to tell her what her powers were. "Have you ever felt different from any of the other children? As if you were connected to something when they were not?"
Sakura thought back, flipping through her memories like a scrapbook. Then she remembered.
[Flashback]
Sakura's father had brought his wife, Jin and his lovely daughter to the playground. Sakura had been sick, and she had healed rather rapidly, and he wanted to celebrate her strong health. He sent his seven year old daughter to the sandbox as he and his young wife sat down together to watch their daughter, resting on the bench. The young girl had wandered from site to site, looking around as if someone was calling her.
Oh please, oh please someone help me! A weak voice warbled to the girl's ears.
The russet-colored hairs were in disarray as Sakura searched for the invisible voice. Suddenly, she saw it. It was coming from a lifeless flower.
I need... I need water. It rasped out.
'Poor flower.' She thought. 'I wish it would get all better. Then I would be happy!' Sakura tapped the flower and wished it would be better.
Suddenly, the withered tulip had straightened and the color rushed back to its soft petals. The seven year old squealed in excitement and ran quickly towards her parents.
"Look mommy! C'mere daddy!" She said, tugging on the pant leg of her father. "Ok, ok Sakura. Calm down. Now what is it that you wanted to show me?"
The girl straightened her back proudly as she showed her mother the flower and beamed towards her father. "I made the flower feel all better!"
Jin smiled as her husband crouched down next to his happy little 'angel'. "That's good sweety. But, how did you know that it was "hurt"?" He stood up after moving a hand over the soil. Jin knew what he was doing. He was an 'earth mage', and the blood of magic ran deep into his family's bloodline. "Jin, this soil... It is completely dry of its minerals." "Do you think that... Sakura could possibly..." "It's too early to tell."
Mr. Kinomoto faced his daughter and said, "C'mon honey. We'll get a plastic baggy and take this pretty flower home."
Sakura grasped his large burly hands and skipped happily, towards a kiosk stand, hopefully waiting for a bag.
[Flashback End]
"The flower!" Jin and her daughter said in chorus.
"Excuse me?" Ororo asked confusedly as Jean stared at the mother and daughter.
"There... There was this... flower. W-when I was seven." Sakura started hesitantly. She closed her eyes as if it would help her remember. "I was at this park... And this voice." She sighed. "Oh what a pretty voice. It spoke to me. Telling me to help it." "It came from the flower. It was... crying. It was sad."
"I had to help it." Here she sounded confused as her emerald eyes fluttered open. "Then I wished for the flower to be... 'all better' and it... errm..." Sakura stopped nervously.
"Regenerated?" Her mother helpfully supplied.
She let out a nervous laugh as her mother filled in the blank areas.
"Sakura... Do you think you could have your father's bloodline?" Jin asked carefully.
The sixteen year old bristled immediately. "Do you think I even want to have his blood?" She growled out.
"Like, what does having her father's like, blood have to do with, like anything?" Kitty ventured.
"Sakura's father was an earth mage."
"Meaning..." Bobby trailed off.
Jean glared at him and started back up for Ororo. "Meaning Sakura has the power to control the earth."
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