Love Forbidden (Edited V.)

reposted: January 27, 2013

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.

I heard a laugh—so frighteningly sinister, I felt myself shiver.

"And you call yourself the Card Mistress?" A voice of a man said. I looked up in alarm, just as a guy in a long black cloak appeared out of now where. I observed him, trying to take a closer look to his face. But the hood created a loom of shadow to cover it so much, it was distinguishable. "Pathetic."

I really must have looked pathetic. My hands were tied together. My ankles were too. Bounded—captured by the enemy. I can feel his eyes boring holes at me.

I'm ashamed. I did not only look the part of a pathetically weak girl—I was.

I, Sakura Kinomoto, holder of the deck of powerful cards, was there on her knees panting heavily. Absolutely pathetic.

My cards and my wand were on the far end of—somewhere—around the corner. Investigating where I am now, it seems that we're in an abandoned building. But in the back of my mind, I knew it didn't matter where we were. I was still powerless.

I hid my face, as it was horribly drenched with my own sweat and scratches, with my bangs. My emerald eyes must have been mirroring the pain I had already suffered. I could feel myself collapsing so badly because of the amount of blood I have lost and bruises that are present on my body.

No matter what, I couldn't make an excuse of how weak I become. How I somehow easily let my guard down. Eriol had already warned me about this. There are a lot of people who are out to get me—dark, cruel forces. But I took his warning so lightly.

This must be a price for my arrogance and my ignorance.

"You are never going to get my cards!" I managed to gasp out. I could at least act and put up a brave face, no matter how unconvincing I might have sounded. I do not know who this person is but whoever the hell he was; he's trying to claim my cards as his—that alone made my blood boil dangerously fast. It took me three agonizingly long years to collect them all and there is no way he could just get it from me like that.

He was powerful. I knew that. Is still pained me of how easily he kidnapped me earlier that day and attacked me. He even added a barrier around us so that my guardians: Kero and Yue couldn't go in to save me.

I just realized today, over and over, of how weak I really was.

"We'll see Sakura," he said and my stomach churned uncomfortably at how disgusted I was to how he says my name. "We'll see."

He said as raised his arm and said a fast spell. A black sphere slowly begins to glow at his palm. My eyes widened and through his hidden face, I manage to pick up the cruelest of smirk he wore. Then, without warning, he threw the dark ball at me.

I screamed a gut-wrenching scream when that thing hit me on my chest. It was so painful! So unbelievably unbearable that it was as if my chest was being ripped apart.

Maybe it was.

The man just laughed, apparently finding my pain amusing. "Now that my black magic is in you," He stated. "You are now cursed!"

My eyes widened, trying my best to ignore the throbbing pain inside me as I tried to register what he just said. "W-what? " I croaked. God, even talking felt painful.

"Let's look at this like a Disney fairy tale," he started. I can already hear that sadistic smile on his unreadable face. "Only this time, there is no happy ending I'll assure you."

I listened, fear creeping to every part of my system. He gestured himself. "I'm the evil wizard who cast a spell on poor innocent little Sakura—"

"Stop!" I screamed. This was too much! Too much!"Just stop this! What did you do to me!?"

"I'm going to watch you suffer, that's what," he said and you could practically sense his amusement. Sick. This guy is seriously sick. "Because now, once our poor innocent little Sakura here fell in love—your cards is mine."

I froze. "What?"

"You heard right, when you go head-over-heels to anyone—consider your cards mine," He cleared up. "I'm going back when the time is right, goodbye Sakura." Before he magically disappeared, he added, "Remember, I'll be watching."

The next minute, I remained frozen stiff, on my knees as the ropes entangling around me poof-ed away as he left. I was only staring blankly at the cold harsh floor when a single tear rolled down my face.

"I cannot...fall in love?" I whispered to myself in disbelief.

It wasn't a total lost on my part: I have never fallen in love and my attraction to any guy was so small it barely existed. But there was still the sad feeling about it. I was still a girl; I dreamed of myself being in love, having a simple wedding like my parents had, having a family, and watch my future kids falling in love on their own. I dreamed of it all.

The saddest part of it all is that I can't afford to daydream about those petty things again. The thing is, a guy is nothing compared to my devotion to my cards. It was nothing compared to it at all.

So before all the stress and tiredness washed over me like a bucket of ice water that had me falling onto the floor unconscious; my mind declared that I can never fall in love.

At all.

Thank you for reading. :)

THIS IS THE EDITED VERSION OF CHAPTER 1. DO NOT READ CHAPTER 2 AND THE REST UNTIL I EDIT THOSE TOO...unless, of course, you want to burn your eyes and wish to die.

I know I did.

*shudders*