Summary: What was suppose to be an average day at school turned out to be a day of mayhem as an infatuated sorcerer sends Tomoyo into a fairytale book. Now Eriol, Sakura, Syaoran, Toya, and all the guardians must venture in and save her; while still following the fairytale's storyline. Mayhem in unavoidable.
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captors in any way shape or form. I do not own the stories that shale be the bases of this fic. What I do own is the fictional character I created, as well as the way and ideas that are being portrayed in the fic. I am only putting this up once, for that is all that should be needed.
As a side note: Syaoran is back and dating Sakura (much to Toya's annoyance), Eriol and his group have come back as well (minas Kaho; her and Eriol broke up 3 years ago), Eriol's group and Syaoran are living in one mansion (much to Syaoran aggravation), Yukito and Toya are living in a apartment, there is magic, the group are about 18-19 years old (25-26 for Toya and Yukito), and they all attend college (different grads). Oh, and some people are OOC, but that's what helps make this funny.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of a New Day
It was an ordinary day in Tomoeda; where the sun was raising, birds where chirping, and the call of a new day sounded threw the air with a strong "HHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" Well what did you expect…Caca-doodle-do? Anyway the cream colored house that the noise emitted from is the Kinomoto residents, home to Sakura Kinomoto, Fujitaka Kinomoto (who is currently on a dig), and Cerberus. "KERO! WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME? I'M GOING TO BE LATE!" She yelled as she rushed around the room. She stood at 5'4", had short auburn hair coming to her chin, eyes that rivaled emeralds, and at the moment was rushing into a shower while brushing her teeth.
"I TRIED! BUT YOU WOULD NOT WAKE UP!" The tiny yellow creature yelled. This was Cerberus aka Kero. At first glance one would think him to be a stuffed animal with wings. Upon closer inspection though, you could see that it was actually alive; and at the moment, looking quite flustered. "If you did not stay out all night with that Chinese brat, you might have woken up on time." He said as he folded his arms and floated up in mid aid.
"KERO! SYAORAN IS NOT A BRAT! Now can you throw some bread in the toaster for me! I need to finish getting ready!" Sakura yelled from the bathroom, almost completed with her shower. "And please place the lunches I packed last night into my bag." With a sigh the Guardian Beast complied with his mistresses wishes.
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In another area, not to far from the last stood the Hiiragizawa/Li mansion. It is brilliantly decorated with plants and sculptures, mixing western and eastern together beautifully. And although the outside showed a calm and relaxed house, the inside was another story.
"SUGER!" Yelled a small black animal, as it zoomed threw the air. "SUGER! SUGER! SUGER!" It yelled as beams of light escaped form its mouth, hitting various objects along the way. Vases, furniture, portraits, nothing was safe as they were either blasted by the light or fell to the floor because of it. What might be the cause of all this mayhem? Well Nakuru Akizuki snuck sugar into Spinel Sun breakfast, and now Spinel was on a drunken spree.
"YAY! SUPPI! HAHA!" The tall woman as she was happy to see that her planed worked, and so was in a mild fit of laughter. This was Nakuru. She had ruby eyes, long red hair, and stood at 6'1". Currently she was randomly dodging light beams, while laughing at her partner.
"AAHH! STOP YOU FLYING FTUFFED TOY! ERIOL DO SOMETHING! HE WILL TEAR UP THE HOUSE!" A chocolate eyed and short massy haired boy yelled as he tried unsuccessfully to pin the flying beast down. His 5'7" height was no help when trying to catch the 'stuffed toy' from breaking another vase. This was Syaoran Li.
In the doorframe of the room the last figure that lived in the house chuckled softly while holding a cup of tea. He was a handsome man of 5'8", with rich sapphire eyes, pale skin and short neat dark black hair (with a tint of blue). "Why ever would I do that my dear descendent? The barrier on the house keeps our secrets safe, and anything that breaks can easily be repaired again." He said as Spinel flew throw another door. This man was non-other then Eriol Hiiragizawa, half reincarnation of Clow Reed.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" The frustrated boy yelled as he followed the beast. "And you need to do it because we will be late for school otherwise." As he watched the beast head for another door, a smirk crossed Syaoran face. "Besides he is heading towards you room. And I would not want him to be the cause of breaking anything that Tomoyo gave you."
For a spit second a panicked and aggravated looked passed throw the sorcerers face before he plastered a smile on his face. "Well I guess we can't be late for school. Otherwise we will run into your future brother-in-law before you see your future wife." Eriol said as he raised his hand slightly. Within seconds Spinel was passed out and magically flouted to him after Eriol set his cup down. Though he has never admitted it to anyone other then Spinel, Eriol cared deeply for the Daidōji woman. He knew that Sakura and Syaoran suspected him of it, and even Nakuru seemed to be getting suspicious; but that alone would not help him get the courage to even ask her out. Hell, he still had a hard time just saying her first name still.
Syaoran came back into the main room, looking a slight mess and glaring at Nakuru. "Why the hell did you give him sugar?" He asked looking angrily at the now nerves woman. He had chosen to ignore Eriol's remarks about Toya for the moment.
"Um…it seemed like a fun idea at the time." She said sheepishly before looking at the clock. "OH, speak of the time, we have to get. I don't want to be late to see my Toya." She said as she ran out the room and got the car started.
Eriol just chuckled as her looked around the room. With another wave of his hand, everything was back to normal; including Syaoran's cloths. "Come on now Syaoran. We do not want to be late right?" He said as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door, carrying a sleepy Spinel. Syaoran simply followed behind him, grumbling under his breath.
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In a large restaurant, several people were staring; no not eating, not talking, just staring at one table. At the table sat two men, both quite handsome. One was a brown eyed man, with short dark haired, who looked to be 6'3"; while the other was a light brown eyed man, with short scraggily fair haired, who looked about 6'2". These men were Toyo Kinomoto and Yukito Tsukishiro. But people were not staring at them because of there appearance, no that would be good thing. They were staring because of the amount of food one of the two men had gone through.
Toya let out a small sigh. He had thought it would be a good idea to go out and eat breakfast rather then have to cook a banquet for Yukito and himself. Hell, he even found an all you can eat breakfast restaurant. But no matter where he took Yukito, the outcome was always the same; a full meal fit for at least 3 people for Yukito and one meal's worth for Toya. Though he had to smile at his love, Yukito never wasted a single piece of food and always ate what ever Toya paid for. "Yukito, you should slow down a bit, or you are going to chock on your food." He said as he began to finish his own plate.
"But Toya," The man started as he was half way done with his third meal, "The food is really good. And if I don't finish soon, we will have to either leave some of it behind or be late for school." Yukito complained before shoveling more food in his mouth.
Confused, Toya looked at the time. "SHIT! CHECK PLEASE!" He yelled as he noticed the time, ignoring the angry stares from parents as they covered there children's ears. By the time the check came and Toya set the money down, Yukito had finished the last meal and a small piece of cake. After that they were out the door.
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In one of the many empty gardens that were hidden in the college sat a beautiful young lady, singing softly into the sky. Long black hair (with a purple hue) graced down her back to her thighs, working well with her porcelain skin; she could be no taller then 5'5", and each time she sang a note that was higher then the others her eyes would open up, revealing their pure amethyst beauty. This women was non-other then the Daidōji heir Tomoyo Daidōji.
As she finished her song, she smiled to herself. She had been practicing it for a few days and it sounded like she hit all her marks this time, making all the practice worth the while. She had come to school early, well earlier then usual, to practice for the last week so that she knew others would not bother her. After all, being an heiress means that you are sought after by men of all sorts. And although she could have asked her friends to help her, she did not want to disturb them; well that and: Sakura would probably almost make her late, Toya and Syaoran are a little too scary when guys come near her, Yukito would probably be to kind and not be able to help her with the guys, Nakuru would not sit still or stop talking long enough for her to practicing, Kero and Spinel were out of the question, and Eriol…well she would never be able to concentrate enough if it was just her and Eriol.
Sighing to herself, Tomoyo looked at the time and thought it would be best if she headed toward the classroom and start her cleaning duty. She stood up from her chair and picked up her belongings before quietly walking towards her destination, unaware that she was not as alone as she thought she was.
Behind her was a striking young man, who appeared out of nowhere. He was 5'8" with hair so deep a red you would think it was black as it reached half way down his back, eyes as dark a red as blood could be, and skin so white you would think he was dead. His name was Tato Usaki.
For weeks Tato had been watching the young women, though never wale her friends were around, and found that he was simply infatuated with her. Everything about her was amazing; from the way she spoke or laughed, to the way she ate or listened to a person, even the way she moved or slept (though he only saw he sleep once, and that was threw means of magic). He had decided that he would give up all his magic powers, just to be with her. Yes… Tato was a sorcerer, powered by the majestic moon. This was one of the few reasons he never spoke to her, for each time he tried one of the Clow bunch would appear near her; and if there was one thing he hated more then not having this angel, it was anyone directly connected to Clow. And to his dismay, she was close to all those in Japan who were somehow connected to Clow: The Kinomoto and Li were descendants of his, the four guardians were all made by him at some point in time, and worse yet Hiiragizawa was a half reincarnation of the former Sorcerer.
Why did Tato hate Clow so much? Well in this man's past life, Clow took the only thing he wanted and cherished; his only love. From that point on this dark man made it his destiny to hate Clow with a passion. But now things were different. For although both of them were reincarnated, Clow was only half the man he once was while Tato had all his powers and abilities. And this time, he would be the one who won the girl that they both fell for. He could almost see the half-reincarnated twit weeping in dismay, as he realized he could not have the woman he wanted so badly.
Luckily for Tato, he was so deep in his thoughts that he did not see the stone on the ground. And just when Tomoyo turned around, feeling as though she was being followed, Tato tripped and landed face first into the ground behind some bushes. He laid there very quiet as the Daidōji heir looked around, confused. "I must be imagining things again." She said very quietly as she continued out of the garden and into the building.
With a sigh of relief Tato followed her into the building, molding into the shadows. 'Today' he thought 'Today you will be mine. And not Clow, or his followers, will get in my way'
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