Of False Accusations
By: Randomnormality
Summary:
They were the perfect couple. Everyone wanted the kind of relationship they had. Even at the tender age of fifteen, they both had been together since they were thirteen. Everyone knew the two of them would last.
Until one night at a party held for the finish of their Sophomore Year. A night full of tears, arguments and heartbreak. The infamous couple, Sakura and Syaoran broke up, very vocally. Tomoyo, Meilin and Eriol were all surprised to learn of Sakura's betrayal, disappointed and disgusted, they turned their backs on the young girl.
Too bad she disappeared that summer...and the school year following...and the next one. They never heard of her again and eventually, everyone accepted her disappearance.
What happened to Kinomoto Sakura? Where did she go?
Author's Note:
This story is still a work in progress. There will be several story Arcs (or parts), and despite the first chapter being a Prologue, each part is going to follow Sakura and her change from a slightly naive, kind and warm-hearted girl, to a mature young woman, who still retains her lively, kind nature, but gains a bit of a back bone. Don't worry, I promise that this is a Syaoran and Sakura story, but it will be a while before she comes in contact with the gang again.
Each Part is going to take place of a single year since she left her hometown. That means there will be twelve chapters in each part, and I plan on the gang meeting her around her Freshmen Year of studying at a University. That means there will be approximately, four parts in each story, so please bare with me.
Please review. Let me know what you like about the story and what you may not like about it. I will not take insults of any kind, but constructive critizism is welcomed.
There will be some OC's in the story, but they are important for the story, my main OC being the motivation for Sakura to develope and grow into a new person.
Enjoy the story!
Disclaimer:
I do not own CCS, but my original characters: Rai, Katie, Loki and Makai are my own creations and will strive to stay out of the Mary Sue lifestyle that most people create in their stories.
Prologue-
Fade Into the Night
Tears left clear tracks along the soft, red cheeks of Sakura Kinomoto. The entire week had been dreadful. The party, the party destroyed her reputation, her relationship with Syaoran and her friendship with Eriol, Meilin and most of all Tomoyo. The pain in her body didn't compare to the utter destruction of her heart. How could this happen to her? Why did it happen? She had been happy.
"Sakura," hearing the soft voice of her brother Touya, she sat up from her bed, her hoarse voice calling for him to enter, her saddened, puffy green eyes looking up at her brother, "You received a letter in the mail."
"Who would be writing to me?" Sakura asked, her misery and sorrow present in her voice.
"It's from the Tokyo's Academy of the Arts," Touya replied, sitting beside his sister on her bed.
The auburn-haired girl took the envelope from her brother, giving him a half-attempted smile. The fact that she had to force a smile broke Touya's heart. His little sister had always been so full of life, a smile always present on her face. No matter the situation, no matter who it was, she always looked for a way to help someone. Someone had taken advantage of that trait and now she sat there, staring at the ceiling for hours on end.
"My application has been accepted. I can start in August, in the new term," Sakura said weakly. She tossed the application on her bed, falling back to gaze at the ceiling once more. "What's the point? It's not like I thought I'd actually get in."
"Go," at the word leaving Touya's lips, Sakura jolted upright, her brother not waiting for her to continue, "Go. Get away from Tomodea. Go be the famous Chef you want to become. You didn't even tell them you applied, so why tell them you're leaving now?"
Sakura looked down at her lap. Leaving means she'd leave everything behind. She'd be in a new school. No one would know her. She...she could start fresh and new. With only a hint of a smile, Sakura nodded.
Within a week, Sakura's clothing was packed up, along with a few trinkets, toiletries and body sprays. That following weekend, Sakura gave her father and brother kisses on their cheeks before boarding the train for Tokyo. As her hometown disappeared from view, Sakura allowed the last of her tears to fall.
A new, fresh start.