Tears Of The Past- A Card Captor Sakura Story
Card Captors Sakura does not belong to me in any ways whatsoever, this wonderful anime belongs to CLAMP. *sniff sniff*
Readers who do read this story PLEASE don't sue me, I really don't have any money and if you just have a complaint, file them to me and I'll see what I can do, JUST DON"T SUE, my lawyer will get mad at me and lock me into a very tight closet.
I would like to say that this story is written for my Librarian-Mrs.Travis who was the first person to really introduce me to the world of reading ever since kindergarten. Thanks so much((((
Special Mention: THANK YOU urbancinderella, without her this story would have never been written. She inspired me and helped edit this tale and actually made it 100 times more wonderful. For my readers, please read her 3 stories, Falling Blossoms, Rivals, and Partners because they are so much better then my own. That I can assure. Luv(
Oh and I would like to give a shout out to my friend Dorothy, HIHI
Complete Summary: A girl thrown into the past on a afternoon of rain and thunder. Once there, she becomes someone else, a noble lady sent to investigate and look over her father's lands that the great lord Shaoran Li wishes to acquire, Along the way she gets to know the real lord beneath the cold and fair façade he puts on every morning, slowly she being to teach him how to be warm and appreciate the wonderful things in life, and how to love. There are problems though, even in this feudal era, will they eventually threaten to destroy everything or will there be a way..........
(Sakura's POV)
"The skirt of my school uniform swished carelessly in the wind as I rollarbladed, fighting to make it to Segoi High (my school) on time." Being woken up by you're overprotective older brother who knows fully well that he COULD have woken you up earlier but did not as a joke certainly does not help as you stand alone with your teacher's steaming red face right in front of you. Then again, if even substitutes know that you are a 'almost always late every day' student doesn't help either seeing that you are the direct object that caused all you teacher's anger as it is about to explode.
"Miss Kinomoto, you have been late every day of this week!" He paused before continuing in a high voice, an imitation of my own, "I promise tomorrow I will be on time Sensei!" He dropped the voice, ignoring the chuckles from my classmates. He looked at me in exasperation. "Did those words mean ANYTHING to you? I don't know what we can do to solve this problem, but solve it we shall. For now just. just. take a seat and pay attention." Wincing at the loud lecture Mr. Muyo had just shouted in my ear but grinning at the same time as well for escaping punishment, I went quietly to my desk by the window and prepared to focus my full attention on Advanced Literature.
Of course Mr. Muyo had a strong temper and is very strict at times, but he was an understanding teacher and one that had earned respect from his students. "Class, take out your essays on A Dream Of Red Mansions Volume IV comparing the families and their servants loyalty please." Try as I might, some days I just don't have the patience or willpower to pay attention as the class drones on and on. Today was just one of those days that I go into my own fantasy world to be alone with my own thoughts.
Everybody thinks that I'm this "great beauty" like my mother whom I can barely remember. With smooth skin and a porcelain complexion, Mid-back length Auburn silk hair sometimes put up in a ponytail slightly curling up in waves at the ends, long slender legs and a perfect body shape (thanks to gymnastics and dance), I was already so blessed, but according to my friends and family there was even more to be thankful for. My soulful emerald eyes shrouded by long heavy dark eyelashes can see through any mask and reflect joy and happiness all around. Then there was my personality- cheerful and always seeing the best in everyone says one of my best friends Tomoyo.
She loves taping every little thing I do, but in exchange makes creative and beautiful clothes for me which always becomes one of my favorites to wear. Tomoyo and her boyfriend Eriol always manage to bring a smile to my face. Especially when I'm upset or angry. They mean so much to mean and have a special place reserved in my heart just for the two of them. They always look so Kawaii together anyway.
Then there was Syaoran, my other best friend. He is so secretive and mysterious. With me though he can loosen up and spend many peaceful times under our great oak tree. I met him through our mothers. We have been the best of friends since we were both first-time toddlers still in our diapers. I guess we connected the most because he was the one that was there the time my mother died and the only companion I had before Tomoyo came that I could confide everything in and trust not to tell.
He knows basically everything there is to know about me and I know almost (not quite) as much about him. Syaoran is every single girl's heartthrob with his deep, fathomless, and intense amber eyes. His strong and lean figure molded by years of training and martial arts that just add to how handsome he is. Then there were his skills as captain of the soccer team in school and his amazing abilities at Math, a subject that confuses my brain into a swirl.
In school he is always so quiet, not speaking unless necessary to the teachers and completely ignoring students he doesn't know. He's almost always seen with his laptop researching a certain subject that has got every single person in the school including teachers wondering except his closest friends.
Knowing him as much as I do, I know Syaoran is obsessed and spends every free moment available to search the life of a legendary lord that left a great legacy in Japan, with his works of great literature, the architecture of his own mansions, and known for how beautiful and bountiful his fields and lands were and still are prospering to this day. Almost every single person in Tomoeda, Japan, knows all this information as thoroughly as a little child knows all his or her magical fairytales. However, this Lord might as well have never existed. Nothing is known about his personal life, when his birthday is and all that kind of information you would expect to know.
There is nothing, nada, zip, and not even zilch about his past, how he lived, and his family. All that info remains and has remained unknown for over a century and will probably remain that way forever (at least in my opinion). What this Lord left were just stories of his great deeds passed down generation to generation, most likely by the servants that served him to their children and on from there.
It's weird and almost uncanny though. Syaoran knows, of course, the stories that everyone has heard including me by heart, but when he tells the tales to me like he used to as a child there are parts and details I had never heard before or any others for that matter. If they were just small details I would have thought that he made them up, but some were entirely different tales. They were not of his so-called "great" accomplishments but of his past, no correction, his personal life that no one should know anything about unless they had been there and experienced it first hand. You would think that Syaoran was just retelling the story to make it seem more wonderful and interesting and that's exactly what I first thought of it. One look into his eyes though, I would know he was telling the truth completely undisguised.
What's more there was the fact that the Syaoran Li in my life possessed almost the exact same first name as the great lord not mentioning that they shared the exact same last name. Li Shaoran, name of the mysterious unknown lord, versus Li Syaoran, a student who is obsessed with his (not Syaoran, Shaoran's) life. Sure that could be just a simple everyday coincidence (at least that's what I want to believe), but, there was this nagging feeling at my heart that told me there was something more to this, something I wasn't sure I wanted to find out.
"Attention students! This comment is specially announced for SAKURA KINOMOTO." shouted Mr. Muyo, clearly annoyed that I was once again drifting in my own world instead of paying attention in class. Hearing Mr. Muyo's voice ring for the second time this day through my head was like having a bucket of ice water being poured down my back. Actually thinking back on that thought, I probably would have preferred being drenched in water then have my eardrums go deaf in an early age over the loud noises erupting from Mr. Muyo's throat.
"Yes, sensei," I answered, my voice as meek as a newborn lamb. Slowly lifting my head up I found everybody staring at me and I bet that silently in their minds they were jumping around with joy that with they fact that they weren't me right now. "Because of the behavior you have showed today and this whole quarter Sakura, you will be assigned a specially hard project in our new section, Legends of Tomoeda. Our study of Classic's During The Feudal Age is now officially over." Replied Mr. Muyo and at that fleeting moment, I swear that I saw him gloating and smirking.
Now seeing that he had the full attention of all his students, Mr. Muyo began to explain the project that would last 3 weeks. "You will be paired up into groups of two. And Meiling, no, you do not get to pick them. I paired everyone in this class up already." Here he paused for a second. As he looked around the classroom, I saw a second flash of smugness when his eyes found mine. Before I was sure, though, he continued speaking. "With your partner you will research the legend I have assigned you." During the 3 weeks, you should read the legend and search on the web, library, anywhere for information leading to who wrote it. What the legend is about, origins, culture and basically it's history. At the end of those weeks you will give a presentation to the class explaining and exploring the piece of literature. This project will count for 30% of you're grade and I'm not kidding Yamakazi.
"The partners and legends are listed in the back so don't forget to check them before you exit." Just as soon as Mr. Muyo spoke the bell rang its daily music. Suddenly, there was a stampede. The whole class rushed madly to the back of the room fighting to see who got who paired up with what. "When I finally managed to push and squeeze my way through the crowd, I gasped at the topic choice. Here, in Mr. Muyo's scattered writing, was what I saw
Yamakazi-Chihura: Two Different Realms (how the sun and moon came to be)
Tomoyo-Eriol: The Music Of The Forest Pt.1-Streams
Meilin- Keisuke: Amaratsu (the Sun Goddess)
Rika-Soi: The Music Of the Forest Pt.2-Plants
Sakura-Syaoran: The Legend Of Shaoran Li (His life and personality)
Naoko-Yamato: Voice of the Sea
Nakura-Tokaki: A Tangled Skein
One look at who I was partnered up with and the Legend we got I erupted in a series of YAY's. Unfortunately the consequence of that action was most of my classmates thinking I was crazy. But that was okay though, I got partnered up with Syaoran and we got a legend he's obsessed with so it shouldn't be that hard. In fact I think it will be plenty fun except for the fact that there's no information to find like I mentioned before. Oh who am I kidding, I was stuck knee deep in trouble, sure I was given a legend that my partner loves but how are we suppose to find any information when none exists other then what everybody already knows. During lunch we decided to meet under our usual meeting place (Penguin Park) to discuss how the project would go and who would get what part. The rest of the school day passed without much trouble and soon enough I was on my way to the park to meet Syaoran and as usually I was late. Unknown to me was that before the day was over I would be thrown into a adventure that would change my life as I know it forever in ways more that I could imagine or even comprehend good and bad.
So what do ya think??????? Was this chapter any good, was it? This is my very first fanfic so please don't blow me off, and the upcoming chapters especially 2 and 3 will really start the plot. If you're confused on any part of the story just tell me and I'll try my best to make it clearer. Oh and yes, I do have a mailing list so if you want to be notified just tell me and I'll add you on. REVIEW AND REIVEW, don't be shy, just step right up and push the lovely lovely button. You can do it, it's not that hard. PWEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! V
Card Captors Sakura does not belong to me in any ways whatsoever, this wonderful anime belongs to CLAMP. *sniff sniff*
Readers who do read this story PLEASE don't sue me, I really don't have any money and if you just have a complaint, file them to me and I'll see what I can do, JUST DON"T SUE, my lawyer will get mad at me and lock me into a very tight closet.
I would like to say that this story is written for my Librarian-Mrs.Travis who was the first person to really introduce me to the world of reading ever since kindergarten. Thanks so much((((
Special Mention: THANK YOU urbancinderella, without her this story would have never been written. She inspired me and helped edit this tale and actually made it 100 times more wonderful. For my readers, please read her 3 stories, Falling Blossoms, Rivals, and Partners because they are so much better then my own. That I can assure. Luv(
Oh and I would like to give a shout out to my friend Dorothy, HIHI
Complete Summary: A girl thrown into the past on a afternoon of rain and thunder. Once there, she becomes someone else, a noble lady sent to investigate and look over her father's lands that the great lord Shaoran Li wishes to acquire, Along the way she gets to know the real lord beneath the cold and fair façade he puts on every morning, slowly she being to teach him how to be warm and appreciate the wonderful things in life, and how to love. There are problems though, even in this feudal era, will they eventually threaten to destroy everything or will there be a way..........
(Sakura's POV)
"The skirt of my school uniform swished carelessly in the wind as I rollarbladed, fighting to make it to Segoi High (my school) on time." Being woken up by you're overprotective older brother who knows fully well that he COULD have woken you up earlier but did not as a joke certainly does not help as you stand alone with your teacher's steaming red face right in front of you. Then again, if even substitutes know that you are a 'almost always late every day' student doesn't help either seeing that you are the direct object that caused all you teacher's anger as it is about to explode.
"Miss Kinomoto, you have been late every day of this week!" He paused before continuing in a high voice, an imitation of my own, "I promise tomorrow I will be on time Sensei!" He dropped the voice, ignoring the chuckles from my classmates. He looked at me in exasperation. "Did those words mean ANYTHING to you? I don't know what we can do to solve this problem, but solve it we shall. For now just. just. take a seat and pay attention." Wincing at the loud lecture Mr. Muyo had just shouted in my ear but grinning at the same time as well for escaping punishment, I went quietly to my desk by the window and prepared to focus my full attention on Advanced Literature.
Of course Mr. Muyo had a strong temper and is very strict at times, but he was an understanding teacher and one that had earned respect from his students. "Class, take out your essays on A Dream Of Red Mansions Volume IV comparing the families and their servants loyalty please." Try as I might, some days I just don't have the patience or willpower to pay attention as the class drones on and on. Today was just one of those days that I go into my own fantasy world to be alone with my own thoughts.
Everybody thinks that I'm this "great beauty" like my mother whom I can barely remember. With smooth skin and a porcelain complexion, Mid-back length Auburn silk hair sometimes put up in a ponytail slightly curling up in waves at the ends, long slender legs and a perfect body shape (thanks to gymnastics and dance), I was already so blessed, but according to my friends and family there was even more to be thankful for. My soulful emerald eyes shrouded by long heavy dark eyelashes can see through any mask and reflect joy and happiness all around. Then there was my personality- cheerful and always seeing the best in everyone says one of my best friends Tomoyo.
She loves taping every little thing I do, but in exchange makes creative and beautiful clothes for me which always becomes one of my favorites to wear. Tomoyo and her boyfriend Eriol always manage to bring a smile to my face. Especially when I'm upset or angry. They mean so much to mean and have a special place reserved in my heart just for the two of them. They always look so Kawaii together anyway.
Then there was Syaoran, my other best friend. He is so secretive and mysterious. With me though he can loosen up and spend many peaceful times under our great oak tree. I met him through our mothers. We have been the best of friends since we were both first-time toddlers still in our diapers. I guess we connected the most because he was the one that was there the time my mother died and the only companion I had before Tomoyo came that I could confide everything in and trust not to tell.
He knows basically everything there is to know about me and I know almost (not quite) as much about him. Syaoran is every single girl's heartthrob with his deep, fathomless, and intense amber eyes. His strong and lean figure molded by years of training and martial arts that just add to how handsome he is. Then there were his skills as captain of the soccer team in school and his amazing abilities at Math, a subject that confuses my brain into a swirl.
In school he is always so quiet, not speaking unless necessary to the teachers and completely ignoring students he doesn't know. He's almost always seen with his laptop researching a certain subject that has got every single person in the school including teachers wondering except his closest friends.
Knowing him as much as I do, I know Syaoran is obsessed and spends every free moment available to search the life of a legendary lord that left a great legacy in Japan, with his works of great literature, the architecture of his own mansions, and known for how beautiful and bountiful his fields and lands were and still are prospering to this day. Almost every single person in Tomoeda, Japan, knows all this information as thoroughly as a little child knows all his or her magical fairytales. However, this Lord might as well have never existed. Nothing is known about his personal life, when his birthday is and all that kind of information you would expect to know.
There is nothing, nada, zip, and not even zilch about his past, how he lived, and his family. All that info remains and has remained unknown for over a century and will probably remain that way forever (at least in my opinion). What this Lord left were just stories of his great deeds passed down generation to generation, most likely by the servants that served him to their children and on from there.
It's weird and almost uncanny though. Syaoran knows, of course, the stories that everyone has heard including me by heart, but when he tells the tales to me like he used to as a child there are parts and details I had never heard before or any others for that matter. If they were just small details I would have thought that he made them up, but some were entirely different tales. They were not of his so-called "great" accomplishments but of his past, no correction, his personal life that no one should know anything about unless they had been there and experienced it first hand. You would think that Syaoran was just retelling the story to make it seem more wonderful and interesting and that's exactly what I first thought of it. One look into his eyes though, I would know he was telling the truth completely undisguised.
What's more there was the fact that the Syaoran Li in my life possessed almost the exact same first name as the great lord not mentioning that they shared the exact same last name. Li Shaoran, name of the mysterious unknown lord, versus Li Syaoran, a student who is obsessed with his (not Syaoran, Shaoran's) life. Sure that could be just a simple everyday coincidence (at least that's what I want to believe), but, there was this nagging feeling at my heart that told me there was something more to this, something I wasn't sure I wanted to find out.
"Attention students! This comment is specially announced for SAKURA KINOMOTO." shouted Mr. Muyo, clearly annoyed that I was once again drifting in my own world instead of paying attention in class. Hearing Mr. Muyo's voice ring for the second time this day through my head was like having a bucket of ice water being poured down my back. Actually thinking back on that thought, I probably would have preferred being drenched in water then have my eardrums go deaf in an early age over the loud noises erupting from Mr. Muyo's throat.
"Yes, sensei," I answered, my voice as meek as a newborn lamb. Slowly lifting my head up I found everybody staring at me and I bet that silently in their minds they were jumping around with joy that with they fact that they weren't me right now. "Because of the behavior you have showed today and this whole quarter Sakura, you will be assigned a specially hard project in our new section, Legends of Tomoeda. Our study of Classic's During The Feudal Age is now officially over." Replied Mr. Muyo and at that fleeting moment, I swear that I saw him gloating and smirking.
Now seeing that he had the full attention of all his students, Mr. Muyo began to explain the project that would last 3 weeks. "You will be paired up into groups of two. And Meiling, no, you do not get to pick them. I paired everyone in this class up already." Here he paused for a second. As he looked around the classroom, I saw a second flash of smugness when his eyes found mine. Before I was sure, though, he continued speaking. "With your partner you will research the legend I have assigned you." During the 3 weeks, you should read the legend and search on the web, library, anywhere for information leading to who wrote it. What the legend is about, origins, culture and basically it's history. At the end of those weeks you will give a presentation to the class explaining and exploring the piece of literature. This project will count for 30% of you're grade and I'm not kidding Yamakazi.
"The partners and legends are listed in the back so don't forget to check them before you exit." Just as soon as Mr. Muyo spoke the bell rang its daily music. Suddenly, there was a stampede. The whole class rushed madly to the back of the room fighting to see who got who paired up with what. "When I finally managed to push and squeeze my way through the crowd, I gasped at the topic choice. Here, in Mr. Muyo's scattered writing, was what I saw
Yamakazi-Chihura: Two Different Realms (how the sun and moon came to be)
Tomoyo-Eriol: The Music Of The Forest Pt.1-Streams
Meilin- Keisuke: Amaratsu (the Sun Goddess)
Rika-Soi: The Music Of the Forest Pt.2-Plants
Sakura-Syaoran: The Legend Of Shaoran Li (His life and personality)
Naoko-Yamato: Voice of the Sea
Nakura-Tokaki: A Tangled Skein
One look at who I was partnered up with and the Legend we got I erupted in a series of YAY's. Unfortunately the consequence of that action was most of my classmates thinking I was crazy. But that was okay though, I got partnered up with Syaoran and we got a legend he's obsessed with so it shouldn't be that hard. In fact I think it will be plenty fun except for the fact that there's no information to find like I mentioned before. Oh who am I kidding, I was stuck knee deep in trouble, sure I was given a legend that my partner loves but how are we suppose to find any information when none exists other then what everybody already knows. During lunch we decided to meet under our usual meeting place (Penguin Park) to discuss how the project would go and who would get what part. The rest of the school day passed without much trouble and soon enough I was on my way to the park to meet Syaoran and as usually I was late. Unknown to me was that before the day was over I would be thrown into a adventure that would change my life as I know it forever in ways more that I could imagine or even comprehend good and bad.
So what do ya think??????? Was this chapter any good, was it? This is my very first fanfic so please don't blow me off, and the upcoming chapters especially 2 and 3 will really start the plot. If you're confused on any part of the story just tell me and I'll try my best to make it clearer. Oh and yes, I do have a mailing list so if you want to be notified just tell me and I'll add you on. REVIEW AND REIVEW, don't be shy, just step right up and push the lovely lovely button. You can do it, it's not that hard. PWEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! V