Hey, here's another chapter. Sorry for the wait but I'm in exams right now. Shhh, don't tell my parents. )
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Amber met Emerald
The day passed in it's usual blur. Nothing too exciting happened, apart from the funny incident when the history sensei believed a story from a student about Alexander the Great. He said that Alexander used poisoned olives to kill enemy kings whom would eat them. The boy was known for being a notorious liar. It was just another day at high school.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrr! Schools out!
Teenagers streamed out the doors and fled the school grounds as if it were contaminated with the black plague. Only the dark haired girl stood waiting in the deserted grounds, for her best friend, Sakura.
'Where is she?' wondered Tomoyo. On cue, Sakura walked out the school's doors, wearing a scowl. Approaching her best friend, Tomoyo caught wind of some violent promises of pain that Sakura was muttering under her breath.
Tomoyo raise an eyebrow, and waited for the explanation. Usually they would join the chaotic escape from the adult conspiracy of school. Sakura's emerald gaze her friend's violet one. Fury flashed in her eyes as she nodded and started walking toward the school's main gate. Uttering only one word in justification.
"Hotohori."
(Hong Kong, china, Li mansion.)
Syaoran (A/N: does anyone know how to spell his name? Is it correct?) had spent more time practicing his martial arts than he originally planned. You would too if you had just being informed that your sometimes annoying cousin would be living with you in a foreign country for one whole year! Yelen broke the new about two hours ago to him and he was still releasing his anger into his training.
He was per say, enemies with hi dear cousin, on contraire; they were quite close.
'But 1 whole year?' thought Syaoran as he slashed the air viscously with his reverse-edge katana. (A/N: Sabriel drools…katana)
"You aren't the only one that's absolutely thrilled about this, you know," came a sarcastic voice from the doorway.
Syaoran stopped and nodded, "Eriol." The blue haired boy with glasses stepped into the room. His glasses flashed dangerously.
"Let's talk. Put your katana away, it's intimidating you know," said Eriol, glancing at his cousin's sword. Syaoran merely shrugged and sheathed his blade. Then he smirked and replied, "You know, in that case I think I'll take it with me to Japan."
Eriol smirked and shook his head at his cousin. He was one of the few people who had seen Syoaran's playful side. Syaoran then asked him,
"Why is mother sending you as well?"
"Apparently, Touya Kinomoto has agreed to instruct me. She says that I may learn a lot about composing from him." Syaoran raised an eyebrow at the name and had an expression that clearly said: 'who? So what?'
Eriol sighed, "Touya is one of the best composers around to day, especially in classical music. But he also composes for all genres of music. You as much as I would like to spend a year with you, I have a fiancé now. My parents just finalized my engagement to Meiling.
Syaoran stared at Eriol. Sure, he was friends with Meiling and Eriol has been dating her for about two months now. But fiancé? Eriol read Syaoran like a book and replied.
"It's to complete the merger between the Rae Clan and the Li Clan. Someone important from each clan must be married to each other. I'm your first cousin and she's the leader's only daughter. But she is nice. Her being hot is a bonus, right?"
The last part was a joke. Syaoran could help but chuckle.
'Maybe it won't b so bad…'
(Time jump. Boring stuff. Day of departure!)
Yelen gazed at her son, packed and ready to go, but still somewhat reluctant. It as hard enough to convince the Elders to let him go. The Meiling girl gave her a few headaches as well. Yelen looked at her son and strengthened her resolve. She smiled at him.
"Go and learn. Come back and show them," was all she said to her son.
Syaoran merely nodded. He said goodbyes to his four sisters and took one last glance at his home, and entered his waiting limo Eriol was sitting in. the door closed, the mansion's gates opened and the limo drove away from everything he knew.
Leaving behind Yelen to deal with the clan and a very angry Meiling.
(Tomoeda, Japan, Kinomoto mansion and School of Music.)
Sakura entered her home, well mansion, after another antagonizing day.
"Stupid Hotohori!" she muttered as she stomped inside.
A maid, Miaka, waited and smiled at her young mistress.
"Sakura, you brother told me to inform you that he's gone to the airport and will be back later. And…" sakura looked up from taking off her shoe, at Miaka's hesitation.
"Another student I bet," thought Sakura out aloud and Miaka nodded in agreement. "What else did he say?"
"Well, he said to say to you in these exact words: ' there's chocolate cake in the fridge, Kaijuu."
"Miaka, inform me when my dearest brother comes home. I have something for him," said Sakura with an evil glint I her eye. Miaka nodded and Sakura left in search of chocolate cake.
'Poor Touya,' thought Miaka as she laughed at her master and mistress's antics. It was never boring working for them.
(At the airport.)
Syaoran and Eriol exited first because of their first class tickets. They walked out the gate, eyes searching for the person whom would be waiting for them.
Touya leant casually against the wall, waiting for the two new students. He personally didn't like these 'snot-nose gakis' but the Eriol guy intrigued him. It's not everyday you meet a fellow composer.
Touya noticed two boys come out the gate. One had blue eyes and hair and wore glasses. The other was tall, with brown messy hair and amber eyed. 'Amber eyes.' Touya stared at the boy. They both were about 17 years old but the brunette looked familiar…Sighing, pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind, Touya went to collect the two boys.
(A/N: blah, blah, blah. Introductions are made ect… boring and nothing exciting.)
Touya and the driver loaded the luggage into the limo's trunk. His eyes caught an insignia on the bags. His eyes followed the contours of the symbol. 'I know that symbol' thought Touya. In the limo, Touya questioned the boys about the insignias. The brunette said it was their family's crest and that no one else may use it.
It was then, that it hit Touya who this boy was. He looked at the brunette again, closely. 'Yup, that's him. He attacked Sakura nearly 6 years ago. He doesn't recognize me. Better keep an eye on these two. No one hurts my imatou.'
Touya managed to keep his anger in check, barely. Both of the new students merely stared out the window at the new surroundings. Well, somewhat new since one had been here already. Dusk was quickly taking over as the sun started setting. Lights were turning on, but the tranquil mood outside was the opposite to the tension in the limo.
(At the mansion, Kinomoto.)
"Sakura," knocked Miaka on her mistress's door, "your brother is home." Sakura opened the door sporting a devious grin and dangerous sparkle in her eyes.
'Oh dear, poor Touya. He never learns.'
(Lounge in Kinomoto mansion.)
"I'm sorry but this will have to be quick. I'm waiting for an important phone call. I'm Sensei Kinomoto, headmaster of the school. We only teach you music and you will attend another school for your other educational requirements. My son, Touya, will teach Eriol and I will teach Syoaran."
Syaoran and Eriol nodded, understandingly.
Touya yelling in pain cut their introductions short. They turned to see someone wearing baggy blue jeans and a baggy black sweater, sporting a black Nike cap, kicking Touya I the shins.
"I'm off to Tommy's house and I'm not a kaijuu, baka. Bye"
The person left. The boys looked expectantly for an explanation. Touya was gripping his shins in pain, and Sensei was… talking on his cell phone. Glancing at the boys he told them that the person lives here as well, before walking off talking on his cell.
Syaoran and Eriol sweatdrop.
"Looks a tad dangerous," whispered Eriol to Syaoran as Touya jumped around, still in pain.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you," replied Syaoran, then added, "or I might help. Depending on my mood." He got a punch in the arm for that comment.
(Later…)
Syaoran and Eriol were staying in the mansion and their rooms were next to each other. They swapped rooms because there was no way Syoaran would stay in a blue room while Eriol got the green one. They had orders to get unpacked, as tomorrow they would be attending normal school. They would need their rest.
(AT Tomoyo's mansion AKA Tommy's house.)
Sakura pushed the front gate's buzzer. "Takahome, it's me, Sakura."
The gates opened immediately. Sakura entered and smiled at Takahome the butler, and walked through a maze of corridors. She stopped in front of a room and knocked softly. The door unlocked and Sakura stepped in. she faced her friends.
Tomoyo's eyes were red from crying and she had tearstains down her cheeks. Sakura closed the door, locking it again, and just hugged her. She already knew the problem when Tomoyo had called her.
Flash back.
A five-year-old girl was standing and crying. Two adults, both women, glared at her.
"Enough! Tomoyo, now again, " said the one women coldly to the child.
"But mama, I'm tired of singing, I want to go and play outside!" cried the little girl.
"NO! You're a Daidouji, and Daidouji women are renowned for their voices. You need all the practice to can get. Now, again from the beginning, and no mistakes, or else."
The girl cried harder as the other women began to play a song on the piano. The theme song of Phantom of the Opera.
'In sleep he sang to me,
In dreams he came.'
Again, Tomoyo sat crying in the garden. She felt a soft hand on hr shoulder.
"Daddy!" and she flung herself at him. He hugged her, slowly calming her down.
"What's wrong, my angelic Amethyst?" he asked. He loved her eyes above everything else about her, even her voice.
"Daddy, mama won't let me play. She only wants me to sing. She won't let even sing anything but classical! Daddy, I hate it! I hate it so much. I hate music!" she cried, harder now.
"Hush, my little Amethyst. I'll talk to mama. Okay? Now let see a smile. You know how much I love to see you smile."
Slowly the child smiled.
"There you go. Want to walk in the garden with daddy?"
Her answer was a yell of delight and a tug at his arm.
Tomoyo's father did talk to her mother. There had been a lot of yelling and coldness in the house after that. What Tomoyo didn't know was that her father was dying.
(Time jump: Tomoyo is 10)
Tomoyo was distraught when her father passed away. That's when she snapped. Her mother's pressure to sing, the expectations, and the grief was too much. She took a stand.
Just like that she stopped singing. First her mother thought she'd miss it and start again sooner or later but it didn't happen. Then when her mother tried to force her to sing, Tomoyo would stay with her father's mother for weeks at end.
Her relationship with her mother has been strained since. Especially now, as her mother sees her as a failure and a disgrace to the Daibouji women.
Even after Tomoyo stopped singing, she still cried.
End flash back.
'I know what it's like, " thought Sakura, comforting Tomoyo as her cries subsided, 'she loves to sing but she hates it at the same time. She was forced and she fought back. We both still love music, no matter what, but we can't forget the pain. We just hate the pressure, the tears, the pushing…'
Tomoyo straightened up and gave her friend a week smile, as she wiped her eyes.
"What's wrong, Saku?" she asked.
"It's nothing. Just two new students came today. Guys, about 17 and tall. It's just that, one of them looked so familiar but I can't seem to place him."
Tomoyo nodded in understanding, "I can see if I remember him if I saw him. They aren't hot, are they?"
"Sadly yes. They are really hot," replied Sakura sadly. Tomoyo slumped a bit and whined.
"Why? Why are all the hot guys around here musicians? Damn it!"
Both girls looked sad for about two seconds before cracking up laughing.
Laughing when that felt like crying and smiling. Loving what you hate. Life's not black and white; it's gray.
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Sabriel.
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