Trying To Cheat Fate
By: Xiao-chan
Author's Note (VERY IMPORTANT TO READ!):
Oh my gosh.. I've been wanting to type this one story up for so long that I was thinking about it all day and night and thinking about what it would be like in the beginning.. Well, I thought it would make a good sequel to "Red Silk", but I REALLY COULD NOT WAIT THAT LONG TO WRITE THIS FICCIE! So. I changed everything around a little.. For one: Syaoran and Meiling are nineteen (very mature.. I liked em mature.. ^^), they aren't married (Hey, lets throw away the original plot!), and sakura and tomoyo never exsisted (HEY LETS THROW THEM OUT, TOO :D), live in Hong Kong (own house, WOO HOO), and they're personalities are very very unlike the real CC or CCS. heehee.. you'll see..
I don't own CCS, no sue.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO FLAMES WILL BE TAKEN BECAUSE NO ONE LIKES FLAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
.. Although, kind reviews would be.. very very nice.. :D
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Chapter One.
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The delicate figure of a nineteen year old female had collapsed onto the blankets and pillows of her and her fiancee's bed. Over thrown with suprise, shock, and depression she couldn't help but curl herself into a ball, letting tears gently and silently fall down from her eyes. The door of the bedroom had been cracked open, but yet no one had been home to see the young girl crying.
She pulled her right hand up from around her knees and pulled the raven black tresses out of her face and gently used the end of her fingertips to softly push the tears from her eyes, attempting at the same time to calm herself down. The last thing she needed was for her fiancee to come home and find his girl crying in their bed for a reason that was unknown to everyone but herself.
No luck seemed to be held between the grasps of the girl's fingers: the one boy she least wanted to see at this time had just entered the front door of their house. She sighed deeply in responce to the door shutting and wipped her eyes again, uncurling herself from her ball like shape and grabbing a book from the nightstand. It would be best if he never knew what happened till she was ready to tell him.
"Meiling?" That voice struck her hard and suddenly she knew it would be harder to talk to him now then it had ever been in her whole life: but she couldn't not tell him; she'd just tell him when she was ready to tell him. For now it was time to act like her normal self.
"I'm in here, Syaoran," his name came out awkwardly and she knew that he would guess something was wrong in an instant when he saw her. He could read her feelings, it was like she was a book, and he was the only one that could read her.
He stopped at the doorway starring at Meiling's deep ruiby eyes, and blinked, raising his eyebrow slightly. "Is something wrong?" Exactly what she knew he would do--read her, but she wished he hadn't done so. She couldn't lie, but then again she couldn't tell him what was wrong.
"No, of course not, Syaoran, I'm fine," she smiled a cheerful smile and closed her book, placing it back on the nightstand and forcing her body to sit up straight, letting her feet dangle from the edge. The boy took one more long look at her.
"All right, if you say so," he knew better than to think his Meiling was lying, and she thanked the heavens for earning his trust like she did. She smiled as she watched him exit from the doorway and her smiled slowly faded as she heard his foot steps dim when he walked down the hallway. One side of her yearned for him to ask why she was so upset, so depressive looking, while the other side was celebrating his trust in her, and not asking what was wrong--she hadn't decided which side would conquer.
Despite the depression running through her veins and her need to crawl into a hole and cry for all eternity, she had decided it would been good for her body if she got out of the house, pephaps a walk down the street would cure her mind of the thoughts that had been drowning her. She stood up and slowly walked to the doorway, which led to the hallway, and then left walking down the hallway, some what enjoying the sound of her shoes tapping against the soft carpet. She had made it to the room which held the door to the outside world when she felt two arms slowly wrapping around her thin waist, stopping her from escape. The sudden touch made her jump from being starteled but quick enough she felt as if she was melting in his grasp, and only one person could do that to her; Syaoran.
"Syaoran," she whispered, feeling like she was falling back into a dream world, but quickly snapped out of it. "I'm going for a walk outside," she looked up to him and smiled. She hated the thought of inviting him to go with her, she needed the time alone to fix what was going through her mind. "Want to come with me?" So why had she invited him? Syaoran shook his head slightly and Meiling sighed fakly. His grasp slowly loosened and then slid back to himself.
"I'll be making dinner, Mei," another need to melt. Mei. She loved that name. Mei; it was his petname for her and she loved to hear him call her that. It seemed like he was trying to pull her secret out of her, but he would fail until she felt the need to tell him; either that or when his need to know was too strong to fight against. She nodded and quickly embraced him, then walking out of the house and took in a deep breath. This was what she needed, fresh air.
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He slowly looked out the window at the girl's figure. Meiling had seemed quite weird, and he had known something was wrong right when he heard her respond to his call of her name, but he just couldn't quite put his finger on it yet. He sighed deeply as he saw the girl's smile disapear and her pace slow when she had reached the sidewalk. Struck with the urge to run outside, hug her tightly and whisper words to her to try and get the secret out he walked to the door, setting his had on the handle but stopping. He couldn't do that to her, no matter how much he wanted to know what was going on in her life he couldn't just do that, he would wait.. Maybe he would try to get it to slip out of her.
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After Note:
Well.. Have I struck you with a need to find out what is wrong with Meiling? So.. what did he do to upset her so much that she won't even tell? did you like the change of personality and the jolt of romance? (I DID. Heehee.. I crave romance..) I know it was short but hopefully that won't stop you from reading more of it.. Maybe you'll figure out what's wrong, I don't know..
As I said before !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO FLAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please be a nice reader and review kindly.. ^^
By: Xiao-chan
Author's Note (VERY IMPORTANT TO READ!):
Oh my gosh.. I've been wanting to type this one story up for so long that I was thinking about it all day and night and thinking about what it would be like in the beginning.. Well, I thought it would make a good sequel to "Red Silk", but I REALLY COULD NOT WAIT THAT LONG TO WRITE THIS FICCIE! So. I changed everything around a little.. For one: Syaoran and Meiling are nineteen (very mature.. I liked em mature.. ^^), they aren't married (Hey, lets throw away the original plot!), and sakura and tomoyo never exsisted (HEY LETS THROW THEM OUT, TOO :D), live in Hong Kong (own house, WOO HOO), and they're personalities are very very unlike the real CC or CCS. heehee.. you'll see..
I don't own CCS, no sue.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO FLAMES WILL BE TAKEN BECAUSE NO ONE LIKES FLAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
.. Although, kind reviews would be.. very very nice.. :D
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Chapter One.
----------
The delicate figure of a nineteen year old female had collapsed onto the blankets and pillows of her and her fiancee's bed. Over thrown with suprise, shock, and depression she couldn't help but curl herself into a ball, letting tears gently and silently fall down from her eyes. The door of the bedroom had been cracked open, but yet no one had been home to see the young girl crying.
She pulled her right hand up from around her knees and pulled the raven black tresses out of her face and gently used the end of her fingertips to softly push the tears from her eyes, attempting at the same time to calm herself down. The last thing she needed was for her fiancee to come home and find his girl crying in their bed for a reason that was unknown to everyone but herself.
No luck seemed to be held between the grasps of the girl's fingers: the one boy she least wanted to see at this time had just entered the front door of their house. She sighed deeply in responce to the door shutting and wipped her eyes again, uncurling herself from her ball like shape and grabbing a book from the nightstand. It would be best if he never knew what happened till she was ready to tell him.
"Meiling?" That voice struck her hard and suddenly she knew it would be harder to talk to him now then it had ever been in her whole life: but she couldn't not tell him; she'd just tell him when she was ready to tell him. For now it was time to act like her normal self.
"I'm in here, Syaoran," his name came out awkwardly and she knew that he would guess something was wrong in an instant when he saw her. He could read her feelings, it was like she was a book, and he was the only one that could read her.
He stopped at the doorway starring at Meiling's deep ruiby eyes, and blinked, raising his eyebrow slightly. "Is something wrong?" Exactly what she knew he would do--read her, but she wished he hadn't done so. She couldn't lie, but then again she couldn't tell him what was wrong.
"No, of course not, Syaoran, I'm fine," she smiled a cheerful smile and closed her book, placing it back on the nightstand and forcing her body to sit up straight, letting her feet dangle from the edge. The boy took one more long look at her.
"All right, if you say so," he knew better than to think his Meiling was lying, and she thanked the heavens for earning his trust like she did. She smiled as she watched him exit from the doorway and her smiled slowly faded as she heard his foot steps dim when he walked down the hallway. One side of her yearned for him to ask why she was so upset, so depressive looking, while the other side was celebrating his trust in her, and not asking what was wrong--she hadn't decided which side would conquer.
Despite the depression running through her veins and her need to crawl into a hole and cry for all eternity, she had decided it would been good for her body if she got out of the house, pephaps a walk down the street would cure her mind of the thoughts that had been drowning her. She stood up and slowly walked to the doorway, which led to the hallway, and then left walking down the hallway, some what enjoying the sound of her shoes tapping against the soft carpet. She had made it to the room which held the door to the outside world when she felt two arms slowly wrapping around her thin waist, stopping her from escape. The sudden touch made her jump from being starteled but quick enough she felt as if she was melting in his grasp, and only one person could do that to her; Syaoran.
"Syaoran," she whispered, feeling like she was falling back into a dream world, but quickly snapped out of it. "I'm going for a walk outside," she looked up to him and smiled. She hated the thought of inviting him to go with her, she needed the time alone to fix what was going through her mind. "Want to come with me?" So why had she invited him? Syaoran shook his head slightly and Meiling sighed fakly. His grasp slowly loosened and then slid back to himself.
"I'll be making dinner, Mei," another need to melt. Mei. She loved that name. Mei; it was his petname for her and she loved to hear him call her that. It seemed like he was trying to pull her secret out of her, but he would fail until she felt the need to tell him; either that or when his need to know was too strong to fight against. She nodded and quickly embraced him, then walking out of the house and took in a deep breath. This was what she needed, fresh air.
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He slowly looked out the window at the girl's figure. Meiling had seemed quite weird, and he had known something was wrong right when he heard her respond to his call of her name, but he just couldn't quite put his finger on it yet. He sighed deeply as he saw the girl's smile disapear and her pace slow when she had reached the sidewalk. Struck with the urge to run outside, hug her tightly and whisper words to her to try and get the secret out he walked to the door, setting his had on the handle but stopping. He couldn't do that to her, no matter how much he wanted to know what was going on in her life he couldn't just do that, he would wait.. Maybe he would try to get it to slip out of her.
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After Note:
Well.. Have I struck you with a need to find out what is wrong with Meiling? So.. what did he do to upset her so much that she won't even tell? did you like the change of personality and the jolt of romance? (I DID. Heehee.. I crave romance..) I know it was short but hopefully that won't stop you from reading more of it.. Maybe you'll figure out what's wrong, I don't know..
As I said before !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO FLAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please be a nice reader and review kindly.. ^^