Gosh, I think I've got to stop my brain for a few moments. Cause I can't seem to stop writing new fics. Anyways this story is yet another T+S. I don't think I'll ever write an S+S though. S+S is Too old now, too used up. No offence to anyone. I used to like S+S myself, but got tired of it. Well, Let's get this story underway.
Disclaimer:I Do Not Own Cardcaptor Sakura.
~The Moon's Angelz
+I Dedicate this story to my friends who help get through my pain when I was down+
Cardcaptor Sakura: Feelings Of The past:
Prologue.
+Tomoyo's Point Of View+
It's a beautiful night tonight. The full moon out with a slight breeze. I sighed sadly and angrily wondering if tommorrow would be another damned day. My Life has been a bitch, pain in the ass ever since maybe, the fourth grade. I'm fourteen now, living in Tokyo. I really want to go back to my hometown Tomoeda, But I don't know if I could face living there again. The love I have is still there. I have gotten a little emotionless.
I wonder If I'll ever see Syaoran again. I doubt it. He always had eyes for my best friend and I knew it. He was the only one that understood me. Even if we knew eachother for a year, we didn't even talk much. But he still understood me. Everybody hurt me in ways they didn't understand. And sadly in ways they did. Only Syaoran was the one that never ever hurt me. The only one that made me smile.
Does he think about me? I sighed again figuring I should take my midnight walk now. My head is a puddle of mud, still after four years of what if's and should have's. My eyes stung, threatening tears making their warning. I shook my head. Ever since my mother died, nothing has been the same. The problems in my life just keep piling up. Will it ever end?
I really don't know. My life has been such a hell hole, I can't take it anymore! By time I reached
outside, I started screaming in anger like every other night to release myself. My usually violet aura was mixed with fiery red. In my case the colour of anger and hatred. I laughed sardonically. This magic thing, I don't know if I can control it. My dear friend --besides Syaoran--Kero-chan could help me. To live with this ability since you were born, it's a little hard to keep a secret. I knew the magical people around me, were suspicious.
God, May I have to go back to Tomoeda. It's the only answer. I could see Syaoran and Kero again.
I went back to my apartment, after a well deserved walk. Once I got there, I saw my aunt Sereri Daidouji was home. The only known living relative I have left in my family. I don't know where the hell my father is so.....
She had green eyes and amber hair. Ha. Another Kinomoto Sakura. "Good eveling Sereri-chan." Sereri was only a year older than me, and a really good friend. By the look on her face, she knew what I was thinking. She waved her finger at me, " Good eveling to you too, Tomoyo-chan.If you want to go. Then go back." I sighed yet again. Maybe I should go back to Tomoeda. Just for a few months. Go to a new school. Maybe, just maybe I'll be happy again.
Well that was pretty angst. But at least she's going back. Stay tuned for chapter one! Please Review, I eagerly await feedback! Tell me what you think so far. Thanx. ~The Moon's Angelz. Peace Out.
Disclaimer:I Do Not Own Cardcaptor Sakura.
~The Moon's Angelz
+I Dedicate this story to my friends who help get through my pain when I was down+
Cardcaptor Sakura: Feelings Of The past:
Prologue.
+Tomoyo's Point Of View+
It's a beautiful night tonight. The full moon out with a slight breeze. I sighed sadly and angrily wondering if tommorrow would be another damned day. My Life has been a bitch, pain in the ass ever since maybe, the fourth grade. I'm fourteen now, living in Tokyo. I really want to go back to my hometown Tomoeda, But I don't know if I could face living there again. The love I have is still there. I have gotten a little emotionless.
I wonder If I'll ever see Syaoran again. I doubt it. He always had eyes for my best friend and I knew it. He was the only one that understood me. Even if we knew eachother for a year, we didn't even talk much. But he still understood me. Everybody hurt me in ways they didn't understand. And sadly in ways they did. Only Syaoran was the one that never ever hurt me. The only one that made me smile.
Does he think about me? I sighed again figuring I should take my midnight walk now. My head is a puddle of mud, still after four years of what if's and should have's. My eyes stung, threatening tears making their warning. I shook my head. Ever since my mother died, nothing has been the same. The problems in my life just keep piling up. Will it ever end?
I really don't know. My life has been such a hell hole, I can't take it anymore! By time I reached
outside, I started screaming in anger like every other night to release myself. My usually violet aura was mixed with fiery red. In my case the colour of anger and hatred. I laughed sardonically. This magic thing, I don't know if I can control it. My dear friend --besides Syaoran--Kero-chan could help me. To live with this ability since you were born, it's a little hard to keep a secret. I knew the magical people around me, were suspicious.
God, May I have to go back to Tomoeda. It's the only answer. I could see Syaoran and Kero again.
I went back to my apartment, after a well deserved walk. Once I got there, I saw my aunt Sereri Daidouji was home. The only known living relative I have left in my family. I don't know where the hell my father is so.....
She had green eyes and amber hair. Ha. Another Kinomoto Sakura. "Good eveling Sereri-chan." Sereri was only a year older than me, and a really good friend. By the look on her face, she knew what I was thinking. She waved her finger at me, " Good eveling to you too, Tomoyo-chan.If you want to go. Then go back." I sighed yet again. Maybe I should go back to Tomoeda. Just for a few months. Go to a new school. Maybe, just maybe I'll be happy again.
Well that was pretty angst. But at least she's going back. Stay tuned for chapter one! Please Review, I eagerly await feedback! Tell me what you think so far. Thanx. ~The Moon's Angelz. Peace Out.