AN: Hello everyone. This isn't my first fic. It is, however, the first
Cardcaptor Sakura fic I've ever written and the first fic I've bothered to
post. So, enjoy. R&R.
Warning: This is a Syaoran/Eriol fic. It's slash/yaoi, in other words, two gay guys. If you have a problem with that, I suggest you get aquatinted with your back button.
Stubborn minds, strangled hearts
PG13
By X-ina
Prologue
My name is Li Syaoran. I know that's a terrible way to start off a story. Sensei would bite my head off if he read this. But, since it's my story, I'll begin it however I wish. This is supposed to be a sort of autobiography, but I decided to skip around a bit. I suppose I could go on about my childhood, being head of the Li clan and the heir to the Clow cards, or so I thought back then, but I'm not. That all doesn't seem very important.
That was the past. It's the present, and he is my future. He, the boy that lies sleeping a few feet away. He, that gave meaning to my life. I know that sounds dumb, but it's true. There was a point in my life that I thought everything I knew was false. I had been raised to believe that I would one day be master of the Clow cards and heir to Clow Reed. I had been trained since I was an infant to become such and when Sakura became the card mistress, it seemed like I had no purpose left. So, I returned to China.
It still baffles me, even after all this time, how we came to be. Sometimes, late at night when I'm lying in his arms, I wonder what I did to deserve him. I look back and laugh at how things used to be. There was a time when the only feeling I had for him was dislike. I could even go so far to say I hated him.
Back then, everything he did was an insult to me. His very existence was an insult to me. He was smarter than me, cooked better than me, played sports better than me, and was more powerful than me. He was, after all, the reincarnation of the greatest Magician of all time. I hated how he used to talk to Sakura and make her smile. I remember how jealous it made me. Even when he revealed his true intentions, I still hated him.
It amazes me how naïve I was. I saw everything in black and white, and he was definitely black. I remember though, the thing I hated the most about him. I hated how he made me feel. I hated that feeling that would rise in the pit of my stomach every time I saw him. I know what you're thinking. Love, right? No, it wasn't love. It was the magical attraction that I felt. It was a lot like what I felt for Tsukishiro-san, but stronger. I wrote it off as him being stronger than Yue.
So, out of all the people I thought I would end up loving, he wasn't very high on the list. Hell, I don't even think he was considered. I mean how could I love him. He was the boy that plauged my being. He bested me in everything I did and he did it all with a smile on his face. He had that smile that taunted me, laughed at me, or so I thought. I can't exactly say when my hate for him changed into something very different. I can, however recall the first time I looked into his eyes and saw something more than superiority there.
So, what do you think? Email all comments and flames to dazedlucidity@yahoo.com
Warning: This is a Syaoran/Eriol fic. It's slash/yaoi, in other words, two gay guys. If you have a problem with that, I suggest you get aquatinted with your back button.
Stubborn minds, strangled hearts
PG13
By X-ina
Prologue
My name is Li Syaoran. I know that's a terrible way to start off a story. Sensei would bite my head off if he read this. But, since it's my story, I'll begin it however I wish. This is supposed to be a sort of autobiography, but I decided to skip around a bit. I suppose I could go on about my childhood, being head of the Li clan and the heir to the Clow cards, or so I thought back then, but I'm not. That all doesn't seem very important.
That was the past. It's the present, and he is my future. He, the boy that lies sleeping a few feet away. He, that gave meaning to my life. I know that sounds dumb, but it's true. There was a point in my life that I thought everything I knew was false. I had been raised to believe that I would one day be master of the Clow cards and heir to Clow Reed. I had been trained since I was an infant to become such and when Sakura became the card mistress, it seemed like I had no purpose left. So, I returned to China.
It still baffles me, even after all this time, how we came to be. Sometimes, late at night when I'm lying in his arms, I wonder what I did to deserve him. I look back and laugh at how things used to be. There was a time when the only feeling I had for him was dislike. I could even go so far to say I hated him.
Back then, everything he did was an insult to me. His very existence was an insult to me. He was smarter than me, cooked better than me, played sports better than me, and was more powerful than me. He was, after all, the reincarnation of the greatest Magician of all time. I hated how he used to talk to Sakura and make her smile. I remember how jealous it made me. Even when he revealed his true intentions, I still hated him.
It amazes me how naïve I was. I saw everything in black and white, and he was definitely black. I remember though, the thing I hated the most about him. I hated how he made me feel. I hated that feeling that would rise in the pit of my stomach every time I saw him. I know what you're thinking. Love, right? No, it wasn't love. It was the magical attraction that I felt. It was a lot like what I felt for Tsukishiro-san, but stronger. I wrote it off as him being stronger than Yue.
So, out of all the people I thought I would end up loving, he wasn't very high on the list. Hell, I don't even think he was considered. I mean how could I love him. He was the boy that plauged my being. He bested me in everything I did and he did it all with a smile on his face. He had that smile that taunted me, laughed at me, or so I thought. I can't exactly say when my hate for him changed into something very different. I can, however recall the first time I looked into his eyes and saw something more than superiority there.
So, what do you think? Email all comments and flames to dazedlucidity@yahoo.com