Had been rereading xxxHolic and Tsubasa in between the times I wrote for my Geass and DBH fic, so yeah... more new stuff to write when I already had plenty of other wip to do. Ah well.
Tbh, I had some idea on what to title this short but I just can't find the word for it atm. So for now, it's Madder Sky. Since the track was playing when I decided to post this.
"Even your name is the same as Syaoran's, right?"
Syaoran could barely stop himself from letting out a surprised cry as the small white bunny-like creature spoke from his shoulder. He barely even noticed it hopping by and perching on his left shoulder.
But supposed it's because he himself... his mind has been preoccupied...
"I heard you've been locked up alone all these time. You must've been sad."
He smiled weakly. Then again, he could feel Yuuko's power coming from this Mokona. Could it be... through this Mokona, Yuuko had also wanted to comfort him? Her feelings should have also reached this little one, shouldn't it? And Yuuko... had seemed like a kind person. From the time they first met long ago... as well as the time he saw her last before he was confined by Fei Wang Reed. She had protected his other self from the man... and he had felt her gentle emotions coming from her at that time.
That gentleness that has also accompanied him throughout the years he's spent sleeping. And watching...
Syaoran shook his head slightly. "No. Because I've been watching. All the things that my other self did. The journey together with the others."
"Even so, it's too sad!"
Syaoran let out a gasp, as Mokona continued talking, "Didn't you think that Mokona and the others had fun? There were painful things... and suffering too, but it must've looked really fun, right?"
Syaoran smiled weakly to himself. What a peculiar creature. Even when it barely knew him—the real him—Mokona would still care and worry...
But he was fine. He have been fine. After all, everything that happened was by his own choice. And the confinement... even when that was not a pleasant thing, that was still the price that he had to...
"—Surely you wanted to travel with us, right? With Sakura and Kurogane, Fay and Mokona. And Syaoran."
Immediately, he felt something pricked from inside of his heart. Why would—but of course. How could he ever truly feel fine over it?
All these times, only able to watch them from a distance. Of wanting to lend a hand, but unable to reach out towards them. Being trapped inside your own body, yet your own heart vainly tried to reach out...
Syaoran let out a sigh. "That's right," he said softly. "I'd like to..." he said again, holding the small Mokona closer to his face.
He had been lonely. And his confinement had lasted for as long as the time he'd lived by himself in Clow Country. The loneliness that he experienced, had been twofold. The first for having to live apart, not being able to see his own parents anymore. The second was to see his life being mirrored and replayed through his other self and seeing Sakura again. Being aware of the inevitable fate that Sakura would have to face while he himself was unable to do anything else but waiting and watching.
Yet, as it stands right now... how would the paths lead them onwards?
Heh. Just shows how fickle my muse could be. Reason why I don't really wanna accept any fic requests since my muse decides what I want to write when I wanna write it.