Before I start, a big reminder that this story is a spoiler to whoever has not read the latest chapters of the manga! Especially after chapter 118!
Ok?
This story is about the Real Syaoran, whom in the manga had just woken up and has now made an appearance in the latest chapters, and his story before he was captured by Fei Wong Reed.
Now, this is pure fiction and something that I came up with recently so this is not canon and it may be totally different with the original story. But I thought that I'd give Real Syaoran a past for us to actually enjoy and at least, make sense to how he became the way he is now and what prompted such decisions. (Plus, a break from all the KuroFye fics? Lol! No offence, KuroFye fans!)
This shall be my first multi-chapter fic for Tsubasa… Let's see how it turns out, shall we?
Your destiny had already been set the moment you were formed in the womb…
Syaoran swung his sword to the side, and then poised himself in a form of an attack.
You shall be the one to set the wheels of fate turning… yet at the same time, you will not be a part of it…
He concentrated hard on his opponent before him. "Whenever you're ready," said his opponent.
You shall be the one involved in the power that transcends worlds and time…
Syaoran raised his sword and cried out, "Raitei Shorai!"
…Yet you may lose a lot more than you can ever imagine, my little Syaoran.
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Syaoran was used to being left out in everything. He never went to school like all the other kids… he had to stay at home and study something not even his favourite subject, Math, could ever prepare for him in the future.
He had no time to play games with the other children… he had to practice something more than whatever child's game he could ever think of for he believed that it will not prepare him for the future.
There was no time to have his own life, even though he was only 8… He had to prepare.
Prepare a future he was destined to follow.
"You know what you were born to do. You were born to keep the wheels of fate turning. You will help someone you do not wish to help in order to keep his wish, his desire… to come true."
He knew this. He knew this very well… and he obediently accepted it.
"You can only watch as the wheels continue to turn faster and faster… and by the time you can do anything, it may be too late."
He knew this. He knew that the future that lies before him was a hard one… and he accepted it.
"You will lose your time, freedom…"
All these he knew…
"…And your relationship."
Relationship… This was something Syaoran could not understand. He had asked his mother so many times about it… He had asked his mentor, too… But none of them gave an answer satisfying enough for him to understand.
"You will understand once you become a part of it."
Losing time, losing freedom… He had prepared his heart for it. But how can he prepare himself for relationship if he doesn't understand what it is?
Maybe it's better if I never become a part of any relationship…
So he isolated himself… His mother was just a woman who took care of him. His mentor was just someone who taught him.
No one shall come close to him. This was his way of preparing…
So he carried on, holding on to that belief that this was the only way to lessen the pain of losing his relationship.
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His mentor had asked him to go out and meditate. This was something new for Syaoran… he rarely went out of the house alone. Was this some kind of trick? His mentor knew that Syaoran had one selfish desire… which was to explore the outside world. And for his mentor to even allow him to go out on his own without anyone watching over him was like telling Syaoran to succumb to this desire, even though he was supposed to meditate to keep his thoughts in order (as part of his training).
Or was this a way to make him stronger?
Regardless… he was curious about the outside world. So he left the moment his mentor had said that and began to explore his new surroundings. His house was close to a nearby playground. He would watch by the window near the training room… his eyes cold and distant as he did so. He had no time for games… he had something more serious to look out for.
Yet… a small part of him wanted to be there, closer…
And that small part of him was now moving his legs to go closer and closer towards that playground.
Once he realized that he was close, he decided to hide himself and just watch… There was no way he was going to play. He had no time for games… he must meditate. But the sights of the children swinging, laughing, talking and playing, made his feet rooted to the ground and just watch…
What are these feelings growing in me?
"Hey, you!"
Syaoran turned to see two boys about two years older looking at him.
"What are you doing there?" one of the boys said, arms crossed and taking a few steps closer towards him. "Staring out in space like that? Don't you have anything else better to do?"
Syaoran saw this boy as a threat. There was no reason to trust him and he looked intimidating… Don't come near me, I'm warning you.
"What's that look on your face? Who do you think you are?" said the other boy, clearly irritated. He began to move forward towards Syaoran, his hand ready to grab Syaoran's arm…
Syaoran quickly moved into his attack form and…
"Hey! What are you guys doing?" cried a young girl's voice.
Instantly the boy and Syaoran froze to see a young girl with honey brown hair and emerald green eyes run towards them. "Ah! You're bullying another kid!"
"No, we're not! Don't you have anything better to do other than get involved in men's stuff, little girl?" said the boy, glaring at her.
"I'm not a little girl and I know what you're doing is wrong! Now go away and leave that boy alone or else I'll call a grown up and then you'll get punished!"
"All right, all right…" said the other boy. "Sheesh… come on, we've got better stuff to do than to entertain these babies." And with that, the two boys left.
Syaoran was amazed. This was the first time ever that he had seen someone fight back without even fighting in combat… what's more, a girl!
The girl then came up to him. "Are you all right? Did they hurt you?"
Syaoran instinctively took a few steps back. "Uh… No… I'm fine…" And this was the first time he had spoken to anyone outside of his house.
"Are you sure? Your face looks red… Are you sick? Do you need to see a doctor?" She came closer to him, clearly not seeing that Syaoran wanted to be a few steps away from her. He could see her worried face… the frown etched on her eyebrows… the care in her eyes…
Syaoran quickly shook his head. "No! I'm fine! I-I… I…" Syaoran could not understand himself. His face felt hot, his heart was racing madly as if he was in the middle of a fight, and he had a strong desire to run away.
"Really?" The girl then reached out and held her palm against his forehead and the other against hers. "You're quite warm…"
That did it. Syaoran then turned and ran. "Wait!" he heard her cry, but he did not listen. He just wanted to go home… these feelings… were all so new to him. He did not understand them, did not know them. He did not know what to do with them…
Who was that girl?
"Someday you will learn the true meaning of love… and from there, you may be able to change the fate of someone else."
Ok, so the first chapter isn't really that interesting. I promise that the next chapter will be… I wanted this chapter to be more of an introduction so that's why I kept it more to an introductory stage.
Now, a bit of explanation…
In my opinion, Real Syaoran comes from another world and was chosen to be a part of Fei Wong Reed's plans to help gather all of Clow Sakura's feathers. This might be wrong, but I'm basing my fic on these thoughts. There is another Sakura in his world and she plays a vital role in his past... How? You'll find out soon...
Comments and Criticism are most welcome to help improve this fic. Thank you and we'll meet in the next chapter (which will come out soon, I promise).