Leaving You Behind
By Magma
Author's notes: This is the first time I've ever written a CCS fic. I"m not sure it's a good fic or not. Please tell me your comments! I can promise you that at least the grammer will be correct and it'll be easy to read, not hard on the eyes. Please give it a chance!:
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura belongs to CLAMP. I am just a lowly fanfiction writer that does not claim any rights to this manga and anime. All rights belong to CLAMP. Do not steal my story idea though. If you do. . . I will hunt you down. . .
"Must I go?" asked Syaoran.
"You must," answered a femnine voice. "The clan needs a leader, and certain issues need to be taken care of."
Syaoran lowered his head from the phone. His bangs his his face in shadow. Unseen, a crystalline tear tracked its way down his cheek. "I understand," he replied, his voice devoid of any emotion.
"Child. . ." The voice's tone softened a bit, "You must understand. You were only sent to Japan because of the Clow Cards. Now that this girl has appeared, the Card Mistress, you have failed. It is time for you to return."
"Understood," Syaoran replied, another silent tear slipping past his defenses. "Zai Jian.[1]"
Syaoran hung the phone back on the reciever, and slowly, ever so slowly, collapsed against the wall onto the floor. He raised his hand to wipe his tears. And then looked back at his hand. Was that a tear he saw?
Am I crying? I was trained not to cry, for it not the way for future leaders of the Li clan to cry. Why am I crying? Is it because I must leave Japan? Is it because I do not want to face my mother? Or is it because of Sakura?
He then remembered her. . .Her emerald eyes, sparkling with happiness. . . .Her auburn hair, shining in the sunlight. . . Her innocence. . . He remembered why he loved her. . .
Syaoran lowered his head, shadows hiding his features. His love for Sakura, he believes, is unrequited. She'll never love somebody like me. . .
~*~
In the shadows of the night, a person cloaked in darkness looked upon the boy known as Syaoran Li in mirror made of shadows. Then, a lady all dressed in white and radiating light appeared. The shadows recoiled as if struck, and disappated.
"Why must he face this trial? He has faced many before, proving his worth." whispered a ethereal voice from the shadowed person. Its voice was neither male nor female, but a combination of the two.
"It will make him stronger. It will be painful to bear, but it shall make him stronger in the end. Besides, this a trial of heart, not physical abilities." replied the lady, her musical voice echoing thoughout the shadowed room.
"So? It is agreed?" whispered the shadowed person.
"It is agreed. The being known as Syaoran Li shall undergo the Ordeal of the Lang[2]. We shall see if he is worthy." responded the lady, tilting her head toward the image of the boy in the mirror. "He has passed all the other necessary tasks. This shall be his last test."
To Be Continued. . .
[1] - Zai Jian is Good Bye in Mandarin Chinese.
[2] - Lang is Wolf in Mandarin Chinese.
What do you think? It has potential? It sucks like crap? Please tell me.
By Magma
Author's notes: This is the first time I've ever written a CCS fic. I"m not sure it's a good fic or not. Please tell me your comments! I can promise you that at least the grammer will be correct and it'll be easy to read, not hard on the eyes. Please give it a chance!:
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura belongs to CLAMP. I am just a lowly fanfiction writer that does not claim any rights to this manga and anime. All rights belong to CLAMP. Do not steal my story idea though. If you do. . . I will hunt you down. . .
"Must I go?" asked Syaoran.
"You must," answered a femnine voice. "The clan needs a leader, and certain issues need to be taken care of."
Syaoran lowered his head from the phone. His bangs his his face in shadow. Unseen, a crystalline tear tracked its way down his cheek. "I understand," he replied, his voice devoid of any emotion.
"Child. . ." The voice's tone softened a bit, "You must understand. You were only sent to Japan because of the Clow Cards. Now that this girl has appeared, the Card Mistress, you have failed. It is time for you to return."
"Understood," Syaoran replied, another silent tear slipping past his defenses. "Zai Jian.[1]"
Syaoran hung the phone back on the reciever, and slowly, ever so slowly, collapsed against the wall onto the floor. He raised his hand to wipe his tears. And then looked back at his hand. Was that a tear he saw?
Am I crying? I was trained not to cry, for it not the way for future leaders of the Li clan to cry. Why am I crying? Is it because I must leave Japan? Is it because I do not want to face my mother? Or is it because of Sakura?
He then remembered her. . .Her emerald eyes, sparkling with happiness. . . .Her auburn hair, shining in the sunlight. . . Her innocence. . . He remembered why he loved her. . .
Syaoran lowered his head, shadows hiding his features. His love for Sakura, he believes, is unrequited. She'll never love somebody like me. . .
~*~
In the shadows of the night, a person cloaked in darkness looked upon the boy known as Syaoran Li in mirror made of shadows. Then, a lady all dressed in white and radiating light appeared. The shadows recoiled as if struck, and disappated.
"Why must he face this trial? He has faced many before, proving his worth." whispered a ethereal voice from the shadowed person. Its voice was neither male nor female, but a combination of the two.
"It will make him stronger. It will be painful to bear, but it shall make him stronger in the end. Besides, this a trial of heart, not physical abilities." replied the lady, her musical voice echoing thoughout the shadowed room.
"So? It is agreed?" whispered the shadowed person.
"It is agreed. The being known as Syaoran Li shall undergo the Ordeal of the Lang[2]. We shall see if he is worthy." responded the lady, tilting her head toward the image of the boy in the mirror. "He has passed all the other necessary tasks. This shall be his last test."
To Be Continued. . .
[1] - Zai Jian is Good Bye in Mandarin Chinese.
[2] - Lang is Wolf in Mandarin Chinese.
What do you think? It has potential? It sucks like crap? Please tell me.