Author's Note: Hello minna-san! This is my second attempt at a CCS fan
fiction. And yup: Another Sakura and Syaoran one! ^_^ Yippy! In this story,
there are a few changes. Meiling is not Syaoran's fiancée, and Sakura's mom
is alive. Enjoy, and please R&R!
The Pallet of Love By Ruby Hime
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Syaoran studied the text of his History booklet, as he passed by a small beggar woman. Stepping over her shrill feet and ignoring her pleas for money or at least a warm hat, Syaoran continued to read on in his book. What did she think she was saying? He may be rich, but he was only ten years old. Much too young to give the dollar that the adults would hastily give the poor as they walked by.
Stopping, Syaoran noticed a young girl, appearing about his age, looking longingly at a toy in the toy store's window, she then looked at the poor beggar woman. Syaoran stared at the girl in disbelief as she handed what appeared as over fifty dollars to the beggar women, and with a smile. Though he could barely make it out, Syaoran heard the giving little girl then say, as she handed the old woman the money; "Here, Miss. You seem so cold in those thin clothes. It's snowing, and much too cold for you to be out here! Please, come stay with me and my family for Christmas won't you? At least till the air warms?" The girl smiled warmly, as she helped the old woman up and began to walk her to her home.
Syaoran continued to stare at the girl and the old woman until they were out of view. That girl. she had. wings? She looked so serene and beautiful. who could she be? His jaw must have been hanging open, because when his cousin ran up to him, she gave him a strange look, her black pigtails flung lightly over her shoulders. "It's not polite to stare and then keep your mouth open enough that flies could make a cozy home in it." Meiling scolded at Syaoran, bobbing her pointed finger in disgrace.
"It's not polite to point either, Meiling." Syaoran countered, tucking his book beneath his arm in a snobbish matter.
"Sir Syaoran!" A distant yelp of glee ran out as a girl flew up to hang herself on Syaoran's arm.
Syaoran groaned, only to get an elbow in the stomach, non-too-gently from Meiling. Syaoran gave himself in to Meiling's torcher and meekly said hello. "Bonjour, Bruyere."
A red haired, freckle faced, girl squealed in glee as Syaoran greeted her. "Bonjour, Sir Syaoran! Would you dare say that I look absolutely gorgeous today, no?"
Syaoran winced, "Well, I might not dare say that." He mumbled under his breath. "Shall we go on a walk in the park? Or maybe a sled ride, my-dear Sir Syaoran?" Bruyere cooed, still clinging to his arm.
Syaoran didn't seem to be paying attention, as his thoughts were still lingering on that giving little girl he had seen earlier. He had never seen her before. Could she be one of the visitors for the grand opening of the Kino Theater? Maybe Bruyere would know. She usually knew everything about the new comers visiting Paris from the gossip around France.
"Shall we go to the park, Sir Syaoran?" Bruyere repeated her question, finally knocking Syaoran from his thoughts.
"O-oh yeah, the park. Sure I'll go." Syaoran agreed, and waved to Meiling as him and Bruyere walked across the street and into the park.
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Pouring herself a cup of steaming green tea, Sakura sighed to herself. 'That poor woman.' she thought in silence as she drank the tea, its hot liquid feeling almost perfect streaming through her throat.
Glancing out the window of her family's warmed and cheerful kitchen, Sakura smiled at the drifting snow. Setting the cup of tea she held, she ran to the door to pull on her snow boats, her thick leggings, and her thick and warm trench coat, that seemed to be the just the right length for her shin- cut dress.
Pulling on her fluffed and wool mittens, Sakura practically jerked the door open while called to her mother, "Oka-san, I'm going out to ask Tomoyo-chan to go sledding with me, is that alright?"
"Hai, Sakura-chan! Just remember to be home in time for the banquet. You know how important it is to Oto-san, ne?" Nadeshiko called from upstairs.
"Hai, I'm promise, arigato Oka-san!" Sakura thanked her, pulling her sled out the door.
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"It's so peaceful out here!" Bruyere sighed.
Syaoran rolled his eyes, secretly, and then looked to her with a fake smile. "Bruyere, do you know of any new comers here in Paris? Here for the Kino Theater's opening, maybe?"
"Oh, yes, I do." Bruyere said, looking to Syaoran. "The Kinomoto's are the founders of the theater. They're here for the grand opening. I believe this is there Three-hundredth Theater they had opened."
"Oh?" Syaoran titled his head. "Will they be at the banquet, tonight?"
Bruyere bobbed her head. "Of course!" she giggled.
Syaoran grinned to himself. 'If that girl is apart of the Kinomoto family, I'll finally be able to meet her.' He smiled again, but then had a thought of curiosity. 'Is she a fairy? Or could I be dreaming?'
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The pearl white door, with a glass window and designs all over the glass opened for Sakura by a violet haired girl, who was probably Sakura's age. The girl's eyes sparkled in happiness when she spotted Sakura. "Konnichiwa, Sakura-chan; what brings you here?" she questioned, in a soft and gentle voice.
"Ohayo Tomoyo, would you like to go sledding with me?" Sakura smiled at Tomoyo, whose face had brightened up by the second.
"Hai, hai, I'd love to! Just let me go put on my snow clothes, okay?" Tomoyo invited Sakura in as she pulled on her own boots, leggings, second skirt, her trench coat, and a pair of mittens. She also grabbed her sled on the way out.
They both scampered out the door, giggled widely as they pranced down the rode with their sleds. "Tomoyo-chan," Sakura's friend looked over to her.
"Yes, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked, in her kind motion.
"Do you think anyone knows about. you know. us?"
Tomoyo giggled, "I doubt it, Sakura-chan. People aren't so smart to believe this. They believe fairies as nonsense. You have no worries! Now, let's have some fun, ne, ne?"
Sakura nodded cheerfully. "Hai!" she agreed, as they reached the top of the hill.
"Shall we?" Tomoyo grinned.
"We shall!" Sakura laughed.
"Ready? Go!" Tomoyo and Sakura both sped down the hill, seeing who would get to the bottom first.
The Pallet of Love By Ruby Hime
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- Chapter One:: (Almost) Uncovered Secrets -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Syaoran studied the text of his History booklet, as he passed by a small beggar woman. Stepping over her shrill feet and ignoring her pleas for money or at least a warm hat, Syaoran continued to read on in his book. What did she think she was saying? He may be rich, but he was only ten years old. Much too young to give the dollar that the adults would hastily give the poor as they walked by.
Stopping, Syaoran noticed a young girl, appearing about his age, looking longingly at a toy in the toy store's window, she then looked at the poor beggar woman. Syaoran stared at the girl in disbelief as she handed what appeared as over fifty dollars to the beggar women, and with a smile. Though he could barely make it out, Syaoran heard the giving little girl then say, as she handed the old woman the money; "Here, Miss. You seem so cold in those thin clothes. It's snowing, and much too cold for you to be out here! Please, come stay with me and my family for Christmas won't you? At least till the air warms?" The girl smiled warmly, as she helped the old woman up and began to walk her to her home.
Syaoran continued to stare at the girl and the old woman until they were out of view. That girl. she had. wings? She looked so serene and beautiful. who could she be? His jaw must have been hanging open, because when his cousin ran up to him, she gave him a strange look, her black pigtails flung lightly over her shoulders. "It's not polite to stare and then keep your mouth open enough that flies could make a cozy home in it." Meiling scolded at Syaoran, bobbing her pointed finger in disgrace.
"It's not polite to point either, Meiling." Syaoran countered, tucking his book beneath his arm in a snobbish matter.
"Sir Syaoran!" A distant yelp of glee ran out as a girl flew up to hang herself on Syaoran's arm.
Syaoran groaned, only to get an elbow in the stomach, non-too-gently from Meiling. Syaoran gave himself in to Meiling's torcher and meekly said hello. "Bonjour, Bruyere."
A red haired, freckle faced, girl squealed in glee as Syaoran greeted her. "Bonjour, Sir Syaoran! Would you dare say that I look absolutely gorgeous today, no?"
Syaoran winced, "Well, I might not dare say that." He mumbled under his breath. "Shall we go on a walk in the park? Or maybe a sled ride, my-dear Sir Syaoran?" Bruyere cooed, still clinging to his arm.
Syaoran didn't seem to be paying attention, as his thoughts were still lingering on that giving little girl he had seen earlier. He had never seen her before. Could she be one of the visitors for the grand opening of the Kino Theater? Maybe Bruyere would know. She usually knew everything about the new comers visiting Paris from the gossip around France.
"Shall we go to the park, Sir Syaoran?" Bruyere repeated her question, finally knocking Syaoran from his thoughts.
"O-oh yeah, the park. Sure I'll go." Syaoran agreed, and waved to Meiling as him and Bruyere walked across the street and into the park.
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Pouring herself a cup of steaming green tea, Sakura sighed to herself. 'That poor woman.' she thought in silence as she drank the tea, its hot liquid feeling almost perfect streaming through her throat.
Glancing out the window of her family's warmed and cheerful kitchen, Sakura smiled at the drifting snow. Setting the cup of tea she held, she ran to the door to pull on her snow boats, her thick leggings, and her thick and warm trench coat, that seemed to be the just the right length for her shin- cut dress.
Pulling on her fluffed and wool mittens, Sakura practically jerked the door open while called to her mother, "Oka-san, I'm going out to ask Tomoyo-chan to go sledding with me, is that alright?"
"Hai, Sakura-chan! Just remember to be home in time for the banquet. You know how important it is to Oto-san, ne?" Nadeshiko called from upstairs.
"Hai, I'm promise, arigato Oka-san!" Sakura thanked her, pulling her sled out the door.
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"It's so peaceful out here!" Bruyere sighed.
Syaoran rolled his eyes, secretly, and then looked to her with a fake smile. "Bruyere, do you know of any new comers here in Paris? Here for the Kino Theater's opening, maybe?"
"Oh, yes, I do." Bruyere said, looking to Syaoran. "The Kinomoto's are the founders of the theater. They're here for the grand opening. I believe this is there Three-hundredth Theater they had opened."
"Oh?" Syaoran titled his head. "Will they be at the banquet, tonight?"
Bruyere bobbed her head. "Of course!" she giggled.
Syaoran grinned to himself. 'If that girl is apart of the Kinomoto family, I'll finally be able to meet her.' He smiled again, but then had a thought of curiosity. 'Is she a fairy? Or could I be dreaming?'
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The pearl white door, with a glass window and designs all over the glass opened for Sakura by a violet haired girl, who was probably Sakura's age. The girl's eyes sparkled in happiness when she spotted Sakura. "Konnichiwa, Sakura-chan; what brings you here?" she questioned, in a soft and gentle voice.
"Ohayo Tomoyo, would you like to go sledding with me?" Sakura smiled at Tomoyo, whose face had brightened up by the second.
"Hai, hai, I'd love to! Just let me go put on my snow clothes, okay?" Tomoyo invited Sakura in as she pulled on her own boots, leggings, second skirt, her trench coat, and a pair of mittens. She also grabbed her sled on the way out.
They both scampered out the door, giggled widely as they pranced down the rode with their sleds. "Tomoyo-chan," Sakura's friend looked over to her.
"Yes, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked, in her kind motion.
"Do you think anyone knows about. you know. us?"
Tomoyo giggled, "I doubt it, Sakura-chan. People aren't so smart to believe this. They believe fairies as nonsense. You have no worries! Now, let's have some fun, ne, ne?"
Sakura nodded cheerfully. "Hai!" she agreed, as they reached the top of the hill.
"Shall we?" Tomoyo grinned.
"We shall!" Sakura laughed.
"Ready? Go!" Tomoyo and Sakura both sped down the hill, seeing who would get to the bottom first.