(A/N): Well, here I am with a new but short fic. No pairings, sorry. On
with this fic!
Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura
Melody of Tomorrow
Ghosts... you hear a lot about haunted houses and spirits that think you look like someone they know. It's a fantasy that's written in novels or short stories just to scare people, right? What can you believe in nowadays: the words of the people you know, or what you see for yourself?
The classroom was empty when she had entered it. The teacher had long left, leaving her to work alone on her class project. It was her second month at Seiju High School and already she had a big project to do. Sakura glanced at the clock above. It was 5:43 p.m., two hours of nonstop work. Now seemed like a good time to head home. Quickly but quietly, Sakura shoved her notebooks and pens into her backpack before opening the cabinets below the desk that she worked on. The hinge of the cabinet squeaked at it flew open and dust flew up. She sneezed, grabbing the side of the drawer for support. Her fingers run over a crack and she leaned on the wood slightly. In a second, the wood gave way with a loud crash and her head collided with the desk. Sakura groaned. Well this was great. She blinked a couple of times and realized that the interior of the cabinet was broken. Ah, just her luck. Maybe the teacher wouldn't notice? Swiftly, Saku picked up the broken wood and noticed that there was something underneath it. It looked like an old notebook. She picked the old book up and was about to open it when the windows suddenly shook, as if someone had thrown a chair at them. Startled, Saku looked up.
The classroom was empty and everything was in its rightful place. But what had just happened? Feeling apprehensive, Sakura shoved the old book into her backpack and grabbed her notebook. Without hesitating, she left the classroom and let the door slam.
The sky was softly streaked in orange, red and yellow like an autumn leaf ready to drift from a high tree branch. Sakura paced through the halls, keen to get home where she could feel safe. The school was deserted as she ran out the blue gates. The farther she was away from school, the more relaxed she became. But as she passed the empty park near her home, Saku felt as if someone was watching her, shadowing her. She stopped and looked around her but found no one. Her brilliant jade eyes passed the empty swings, the bare slides and sand. And then something caught her eye.
On one of the far swings, a boy sat. He had on a red and white cap, which shadowed his face. But... no one was sitting on the swings when she glanced at them before. Had... had this boy just appeared out of thin air? He turned to look at her, and she caught his solemn burnt-sienna eyes through his russet bangs. They gleamed at her impassively. It unnerved her and she shivered. Out of nowhere, a sudden breeze took up, blowing red leaves onto Sakura's face. She brought up her arm to shield her face, and glanced at the swings once more. The boy was gone. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Quickly turning, Sakura fled from the park.
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Well, there's chapter one. Please R&R. And if anyone knows, please tell me how to get letters in bold and italics. Later for now.
-Sang H.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura
Melody of Tomorrow
Ghosts... you hear a lot about haunted houses and spirits that think you look like someone they know. It's a fantasy that's written in novels or short stories just to scare people, right? What can you believe in nowadays: the words of the people you know, or what you see for yourself?
The classroom was empty when she had entered it. The teacher had long left, leaving her to work alone on her class project. It was her second month at Seiju High School and already she had a big project to do. Sakura glanced at the clock above. It was 5:43 p.m., two hours of nonstop work. Now seemed like a good time to head home. Quickly but quietly, Sakura shoved her notebooks and pens into her backpack before opening the cabinets below the desk that she worked on. The hinge of the cabinet squeaked at it flew open and dust flew up. She sneezed, grabbing the side of the drawer for support. Her fingers run over a crack and she leaned on the wood slightly. In a second, the wood gave way with a loud crash and her head collided with the desk. Sakura groaned. Well this was great. She blinked a couple of times and realized that the interior of the cabinet was broken. Ah, just her luck. Maybe the teacher wouldn't notice? Swiftly, Saku picked up the broken wood and noticed that there was something underneath it. It looked like an old notebook. She picked the old book up and was about to open it when the windows suddenly shook, as if someone had thrown a chair at them. Startled, Saku looked up.
The classroom was empty and everything was in its rightful place. But what had just happened? Feeling apprehensive, Sakura shoved the old book into her backpack and grabbed her notebook. Without hesitating, she left the classroom and let the door slam.
The sky was softly streaked in orange, red and yellow like an autumn leaf ready to drift from a high tree branch. Sakura paced through the halls, keen to get home where she could feel safe. The school was deserted as she ran out the blue gates. The farther she was away from school, the more relaxed she became. But as she passed the empty park near her home, Saku felt as if someone was watching her, shadowing her. She stopped and looked around her but found no one. Her brilliant jade eyes passed the empty swings, the bare slides and sand. And then something caught her eye.
On one of the far swings, a boy sat. He had on a red and white cap, which shadowed his face. But... no one was sitting on the swings when she glanced at them before. Had... had this boy just appeared out of thin air? He turned to look at her, and she caught his solemn burnt-sienna eyes through his russet bangs. They gleamed at her impassively. It unnerved her and she shivered. Out of nowhere, a sudden breeze took up, blowing red leaves onto Sakura's face. She brought up her arm to shield her face, and glanced at the swings once more. The boy was gone. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Quickly turning, Sakura fled from the park.
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Well, there's chapter one. Please R&R. And if anyone knows, please tell me how to get letters in bold and italics. Later for now.
-Sang H.