Characters: Sakura, Tomoyo.
skeletal says: This piece is heavily based off the song Strawberry Gashes by Jack Off Jill.
Disclaimer: Characters are hatched from the collective brains of CLAMP. My penname is neither Jack Off Jill or CLAMP, so I suppose it's safe to say I don't own anything except for the story itself.
Strawberries
Tomoyo. Miko sorceress and Princess of Nihon. Dream seer. My friend. My fair, beautiful Tomoyo.
My sanity and her life are balanced haphazardly on the edge of a wicked blade, the fire all the while throwing shadows upon our path. Tomoyo, with her powers related to the moon, saw through the deception- illuminated it. Remained pure.
I, Sakura from the Kingdom of Clow, was enveloped in the flame's smog, suffocated by a blanket of love and greed and love and oh how I longed to see Syaoran once more.
"I would do anything," I said sincerely.
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He didn't fully explain to me what would happen. Either way, I was no longer innocent. I doomed Tomoyo. I cursed her.
All efforts made in hopes of having him back at my side. I should have known that nothing would be the same afterwards. Not naïve, but foolish. Foolish Princess Sakura.
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The candle flickered sharply and died; and while the light had expired, the sinister and manipulative smile only emblazed on the keen face of Fei Wong Reed. With Tomoyo's eyes diminished and the candle blown, my avenue had just become a lot darker than I'd ever imagined.
Save all of her ashes for me.
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I sold her. The poison runs through her body and exits in graceful rivulets of blood from the corners of her violet orbs and pallid lips. She's pale. She is dying. It won't be long, now, and then I'll have Syaoran back.
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I've faulted her, but Tomoyo does not complain. Her mind is clear as always, without a single trace of hateful miasma. Instead of wasting away in bed, she is flourishing in the strange new gardens after being whisked away from Japan and put under the care of Xing Huo, a failed experiment posing as a healer under Fei Wong Reed's orders.
I call her over, and with a flurry of long skirts she obeys. I ask her if she is improving?
She said, "Feels fine. It's wonderful, wonderful here."
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I awake in a cold sweat, sitting bolt upright in my chambers. I dreamt of a black force that knew her. The vision was almost like slamming a gong and shattering glass inside my head. Destroying my ear drums.
Such a curiously familiar face. One of a defender, a fighter. A gruff father figure. One of who agonized and felt sadness and pain.
And I knew that Tomoyo meant a lot to Kurogane.
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Tomoyo's eyes pierce my very being as I stand in front of her, trying to bury the guilt deep within me. I wait for her soft words, and wonder if she can see the guilt anyways.
She says, "Some things you loose, and some things you just give away."
And it is though she can see right through me.
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Tomoyo lies twisted and withered. "Kill me faster." A broken whisper.
The poison and the curse are taking their toll.
Pale white skin with strawberry oozing all over all over.
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I failed her. If only I'd held on tighter.
I'm loosing her.
How could I? She was dear to me. Close to my heart. She trusted me. Tomoyo deserved none of this. I was wrong. What have I done?
Syaoran is gone. I should have known. I should have…
Gathering her into my arms, I plead. I yell and scream and tears pour like rain from the clouds that are my eyes. I beg Fei Wong, and I beg his demons. Get away.
Give her my soul and let them take somebody else; get away from me.
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