Wish Upon A Star

shika hiiragizawa

Summary:
In a world where mistakes are not allowed, two orphan girls struggle to be free and happy, but The Mistress does not allow them. Suddenly, two men comes to save them. Will they find their happiness or be back at The Mistress's evil clutches? ExT, SxS

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S DEAD?!" a man roared as he stormed inside the Dadouji's living room. He was wearing a large black coat, and his face was hidden by a brown hat. Brown skin peered from his sleeves. He looked around the very neat living room, then to Sonomi, who was frozen on the spot next to the TV.

"I never heard of anything like that!"

He crossed the room easily, smashing furniture that came in his way. Sonomi still stood frozen -- she had not expected this to happen.

"It's true," said Sonomi. Tears sprung from her eyes as she tried to explain. "She died when she was young."

"NONSENSE!" he bellowed. "You are hiding her from me! Give her to me now!"

"She's dead! Please stop!"

"No, she isn't!" He seized Sonomi's arm angrily. Sonomi yelled in fright as he threw her to the wall. Blood oozed from her forehead, where it hit the wall hard.

From the distance, Louis heard his wife screaming. He quickly dashed to the house, and saw the man pinning her to the wall, his face inches from her. Sonomi tried to struggle from his grasp, but it was no use. He was too strong.

"Get out of my house NOW!" he roared. "Our daughter is dead!"

"So, you're lying too, huh?" he pulled a gun out of his pocket and leveled it with Sonomi's head. "You know that you have to give your child to me, as payment for your fault."

"She's dead, alright?!" Louis tried to explain, but the man was not listening. He pressed the gun to Sonomi's forehead. Sonomi shrieked as the cold metal hit her wound.

The man smirked as he watched Sonomi struggle. "Another lie and she dies."

"Please, don't!" pleaded Louis, but he knew he had no choice.

"Tell me now." the man sneered, baring his yellow teeth at him.

"OK, OK! Just put her down." said Louis. The man smirked, but didn't let go of Sonomi yet.

"I'll put her down when you tell me the truth, pal." he emphasized the word pal and laughed. His laughter rung in Louis' ears like a nightmare.

He heaved a huge breath. "Fine."

"Louis, don't!" Sonomi shrieked as the man pressed the metal harder to her skin. Her forehead was now bleeding profusely, and her face was shining with sweat and tears. "Please..."

"I have no choice, Sonomi."

Chapter II: The Fax Message

On a very fine Saturday morning, Derrick and Tomoyo were walking in The Mistress' massive garden. This was The Mistress's idea for them to "get to know each other", but in Tomoyo's opinion, it was "to get to know her body better".

The two walked on the stone walkway, observing the exotic plants and herbs that the The Mistress' garden showcased. On the far end of the garden was a small pond, where goldfishes lived. Tomoyo kneeled in front of it and gazed at the fishes as they swam in the pool gracefully, their golden scales shining in the sunlight. She smiled in amazement as she touched the spot where one of the fishes stayed. It swam away from her hand, as if frightened by it.

"They're beautiful, aren't they?" said Derrick as he tried knelt beside Tomoyo. Tomoyo nodded, not taking her eyes of the golden creatures.

"Just like you," Derrick added as he grinned.

"Me, beautiful?" Tomoyo echoed. She tore her eyes away from the fishes and looked at him in disbelief, "Are you quite sure?"

"Hmmm... What I meant is sexy. said Derrick, as he leaned his body towards hers. Instinctively, Tomoyo backed away. Her fingers got hold of a rock, and she held it tight. She thought that it would come in handy if he came any nearer.

"Tomoyo, let's do it."

Tomoyo's eyes widened as he advanced towards her. She had to make a diversion! Any diversion!

Tomoyo cleared her throat nervously. "I think that can wait until tonight."

"Tonight, huh?" he smacked his lips menacingly. "I'm game."

Tomoyo fought the urge to barf.

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"Look, Sakura, you know I don't want to get married." Syaoran explained,."It's not that your ugly or anything... it's just that, I don't want to. I'm sure you feel the same way."

Syaoran dug his hands into his pockets and sighed. They were walking in the garden too, just like The Mistress told them.

"I do," said Sakura. She paused to wipe her eyes with her hankerchief and frowned. "It's just that you were being so mean..."

"I'm sorry... I had to act like that, or my father would think that I want to get married, which is downright impossible."

Sakura turned to him, her eyes confused. "Why impossible?"

"You don't need to know." muttered Syaoran coldly.

Sakura was again stung by his words, but she knew that there was a reason behind his bitterness that she did not know.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean to ask that."

"Whatever."

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"So, how was walking with Tomoyo, Derrick?" The Mistress asked over lunch that day. The six of them were seated in the big dining room, eating the delicious food that the cooks had made up for that occasion.

"It was great, actually," said Derrick as he grinned at Tomoyo, who felt like the plate was breaking as she cut her beef angrily. "We made a little promise."

"Oh, what promise was that?" asked The Mistress. Her tone was filled with interest. To her, it seemed like the two had been in good terms.

"It's a secret."

Tomoyo was already shooting daggers at Derrick, who was grinning stupidly.

"Oh ho ho," exclaimed Kaji. "If I were you, I would go slower, my boy."

"Kaji's right," agreed The Mistress. "Oh, by the way, someone else is coming here tonight. It seems that you have some competition, Derrick."

Derrick's gray eyes narrowed. "And who might he be? I believe that whoever he is, he has no chance to capture my Tomoyo's heart."

"My Tomoyo?" echoed Tomoyo, nearly choking on her salad. "I believe I am not yet yours, Derrick."

"So, I will not cancel his trip?" asked The Mistress.

Tomoyo smiled. "No, Mistress. Please don't. Besides, a little competition is harmless, right?"

"True," Kaji agreed. "Let him come then."

"Alright." said The Mistress.

Derrick glared at Tomoyo angrily, who smiled at him. Whoever he was, Tomoyo would choose him. No one could be worse than Derrick and his maniacal attitude, right?

The Mistress suddenly turned to Syaoran, who was eating quietly. "How about you, Syaoran? Have you had any promises with Sakura?"

"None." muttered Syaoran flatly, not looking at The Mistress.

"Why none, Syaoran?" asked Kaji, who was disappointed. He was growing quite fond of Sakura, and he couldn't fathom why he still didn't like the girl.

"Just because."

Syaoran suddenly stood up, not wanting to take part in the conversation any longer. "Please excuse me."

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"Tonight, huh?" snorted Sakura later on, as Tomoyo told her what happened at the pond earlier. Sakura was laughing her head off at her story.

"I can't belive you!" Tomoyo folded her arms, but a small smile was playing on her lips. "You were supposed to be on my side!"

"I-- know!!" Sakura could hardly breathe. "It's just that I can't imagine... of all people, YOU flirting?!"

"For your information, I was NOT flirting," said Tomoyo silkily, "If I hadn't said that, God knows what could happen to us!"

"OK, OK," said Sakura. "I was just saying that you should have said something else. What if he comes here tonight? What do we do?"

"Have you forgotten, Sakura-chan..." Tomoyo smirked. "That we ARE going away from here?"

"Oh. Right." Sakura scratched her head thoughtfully and grinned. "So what's the plan?"

"Excuse me?" said Amy. The two froze.

Tomoyo turned to her, eyes wide as saucers. How did she get there?

"No, no-- we were just kidding, right, Tomoyo?" Sakura lied as she darted a Look at Tomoyo. Tomoyo suddenly caught her eye and nodded.

"Y--yes, yes we were. Ha ha."

"Oh, I thought you meant it. I was thinking I could help, Miss Tomoyo."

Their smiles faded.

"How?"

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The Mistress' study is a place off-limits to everybody, especially to Sakura and Tomoyo, since it held files which contained their parents' whereabouts. Sneaking there would mean a months' time of beatings, and then a whole life spent on the streets.

"OK. I can do this."

Sakura surveyed her surroundings cautiously, and after making sure no one else was there, she opened the door to The Mistress's study. It was a small room, with a mahogany table. On the table stood a fax machine and a telephone. Beside it was a tall bookcase which housed books and folders. Amy had sneaked in there once, and had found files containing the whereabouts of Sakura's family.

Minutes ago, the three had planned that Sakura should sneak in The Mistress's study to know where they live, so they have a place to go when they escape. Tomoyo asked Sakura if she could find the whereabouts of her family too, but Sakura could not promise to look for it, because Amy did not know if there was any.

She walked over the beige carpet carefully, then went over to the book shelf. Amy told her that the files were in a white folder on the third shelf.

"Aha." whispered Sakura as she spotted the white folder in the near end of the shelf. She carefully took it from the shelf, her hands trembling. This folder contained things about her family, and finally, she was going to see it! She wondered if they still remembered her, if they still thought about her... Gulping hard, Sakura Kinomoto opened the folder.

Dear Mistress,

We are really sorry to have left our child on such short notice, but we had to. There is war in our village. My daughter might die if she stays here, so we searched for a place to hide her. We thought this village was a good place for her to grow, and we found this to be the best place. People told us that you were wishing to have a child, so we brought our daughter to you.

Now, I know this may be too much to ask, but me and my husband ask for you to take care of our child, Sakura. She has a beautiful soul, and I hope you nourish her well and teach her good. Please let her see life in a beautiful way.

We do not know when the war will end, all we know is that we want our child to have a good life. Please do take care of her and send her our love to her every single day.

Thank you very much.

Nadeshiko Kinomoto

Tears were falling from Sakura's eyes as she hugged the letter. This was her mother's writing. She loved her daughter. She always thought that her family had left in some hell hole to die. Now she knew that they cared, and she was more determined than ever to go back home.

Wiping her eyes on her sleeve, she looked at the papers beneath the letter and finally found what she was looking for. It was the address of their home, she was sure of it! It had the same handwriting as the one in the letter.

After placing the letter and the address in her pocket, she carefully returned the folder back on the shelf. Her ears strained for sound, but she heard none, so she began to search the shelves for some information about Tomoyo.

The search was fruitless. She had already looked in the shelves and emptied the drawers of The Mistress's desk, but the papers held not a single clue about her friend's family.

She suddenly looked at the clock and cursed. She had been here for too long! With a last glance at the study, she crept to the the door.

Without warning, the fax machine buzzed as it spouted a pice of paper. Sakura stood rooted to the spot, a part of her wanting to read it, another part of her wanting to leave it alone and get out of the study. But she was already there, why should she not read it? No one would know.

Before she knew it, she found herself walking towards the fax machine. Her eyes widened as she saw the message.

Someone is after Tomoyo. You must lead her to safety, or else she dies.

She had no idea who sent it.

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"Tomoyo! We have to go now!" Sakura cried nervously as she reached the room, panting heavily. She was holding her chest as she struggled to breath.

Tomoyo, who was packing their bags, turned to her. "Did you find it?"

"I did," Sakura breathed. "And something else. We must go now, Tomoyo."

"Now now?" She raised her eyebrows.

Sakura nodded grimly as she handed her a piece of crumpled paper. Tomoyo gasped as she read it.

"Or else you'll die."

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shika: I am really, really sorry that Eriol-kun hasn't turned up yet! Please don't be mad! He'll be here... Soon. ΓΌ
Tell me what you think of this chapter, alright? :D
I don't know when I'll update again, because classes are starting soon, but I'll do my best! :)

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