For Din, because she's moving away this summer. Please visit often!

Author: Nayru Ikari, now better known as Yuzu-chan.
Title: Kiseki no Umi
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: Eventually Eriol/Tomoyo
Rating: G, so far
Title meaning: Sea of Miracles
Chapter title meaning: Powdered Snow
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura and it's characters belong to Clamp and various other Japanese companies. They do NOT belong to Nelvana, since I'm using the original names. I'm sorry, but I detest Nelvana and it's names.
The song Tomoyo Yoru sings is "Dearest", the I My Me! Strawberry Eggs opening theme. Hitomi Mieno has the original vocals, but I don't know who composed it. Anyway, it's not mine.

Nayru's Rants: Aw, I fell in love with Kit's story "A Cappella" after reading it yesterday and got inspired to write more. Thank you Kit! (Like you'll be reading this..)
Actually, I got inspired to do a doujinshi of her fic too (I've designed the school uniforms for Clef Academy), but I wonder if I'll ever get to drawing the thing.. I don't have much time on my hands these days..(And there's also the fact that I need her permission... ^^;;)
Whenever somethings in "italics" like this, it means they're singing. Just wanted to clear that up.



Chapter Two; Konayuki



Tomoyo, wrapped carefully in white silk sheets, woke up in an enourmous bed. She sat bolt upright, wondering where she was. The last thing she could remember was a man with red hair. But who was he?

Tomoyo stepped out of the bed, feeling the ice cold marble under her small feet. Shivering slightly, she observed the room. It was large, and very.. in order. The walls, floor and ceiling was of white marble, the bed of red mahogany decorated with black ebony. There was mainly red mahogany furniture in the room except a small table on the other side of the bed of where she had been sleeping. She ran her fingers over it, finding it dusty. Tomoyo wrote her name in the dust, giggling slightly.

"I'm sorry, I haven't been able to clean everywhere yet." She turned abruptly. "But I see you find it amusing so I assume you don't mind."

The man with the red hair had been poised in the doorframe and was now walking over to her, holding a yellow dress over his right arm. "My name is Kurage and this is my mistress' residence. Please, put on this or you'll be cold."

Tomoyo snatched the dress from him, glaring as she did so. It was of soft cotton and she was about to put it on before pausing. "Are you going to watch?"

"Will that be a problem, Daidouji-san?"

"Yes!" She exclaimed and attemted to push him in the direction of the door, but that wasn't as easy as she had hoped. Kurage appeared to be quite muscular and stood his ground.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I was told not to leave you after you woke up."

"And I've been told not to undress in front of complete strangers. Speaking of undressing..." Tomoyo looked down over herself, only now realising she was naked under the sheets. "It was you who put me to bed yesterday, wasn't it?"

Kurage nodded, not understanding where this was going. "Yes, Daidouji-san."

Tomoyo visibly paled. "Then it was you who.. who.. oh god." She then suddenly turned bright red. "Hentai!" She screamed and pushed Kurage again, this time taking him off his guard and making him stumble.

"Miss, I don't know what you assume I've been doing to you, but this is originally my room and-"

Tomoyo's face went back to white. "Y-you.. slept here tonight?"

"Yes, as I was saying-" Tomoyo reached out and covered his mouth with her left hand, her other one pressed against his chest, ready to push. "We were just sleeping, right?" Kurage nodded, not being able to speak.

Tomoyo let out a breath and relaxed, letting her grip on him go. "Then, get out, I want to change alone."

"But..."

"Not buts. You can guard me or whatever outside the door, but I'm not changing in front of you." Tomoyo flung her hair over her shoulder and pointed to the door. "The exit's that way."

Kurage shook his head, turned and walked right through the wall. Tomoyo blinked, then felt the marble where he had disappeared. It was as cold and firm as the floor. Kurage's voice came drifting from the other side. He was singing.

"I loved that song on the old tape. Little scratches, a faded title...A blurry dawn...."

Tomoyo had to give it to him, he had quite a nice voice.
She changed hurrily, not sure how much time she'd get. The yellow dress fitted her perfectly. She wondered how Kurage knew her exact size, but didn't want to think about it.

Knocking on the marble from where the song was heard, Tomoyo called. "I'm finished."

He entered the room almost at once. But not through the wall.

"So, you know how to use the door like normal people." Tomoyo commented, but there was no reaction. Kurage walked over to the large blood red drapes at one side of the room and pulled a rope at the right side. Great windows appeared, with a balcony outside.

"This room will be yours from now on. Faia-san and Aisu-san have tidied up a room for me next to yours so I can keep an eye on you. The mistress wants to see you tomorrow." And with no other word, Kurage left her alone.

Tomoyo found out rather quickly that she couldn't escape by jumping off the balcony, unless she wanted to escape from life, for it was 40 feet above ground. The door was locked and she couldn't walk through solid walls like Kurage. Sighing slightly, she seated herself on the bed and wondered what she would do all day, since she couldn't leave the room.



"She wasn't there."

"What do you mean, she wasn't there?"

"I mean, no one opened the door, therefore, Tomoyo wasn't there."

"But, she was there when he talked to her on the phone, right? She had to have been there."

Nakuru was trying to explain to Spinel what had happened when Eriol and herself had went to check on Tomoyo. But, once again, she was convinced the little black Kero look-a-like had nothing but mushed potatoes in his head.

"That was why we went to check on her, you idiot! Tomoyo just hung up! Eriol seems to think there was someone there with her and that's she've been kidnapped." Nakuru rolled her eyes. "He fretted about it all the way there, and now he won't come out of the music room."

They could hear Faure's "Sicilienne" being played beautifully through the door, even though Eriol had only practiced the violin for a few years. It was very soothing to listen too, but after hearing it 5 times in a row, Spinel and Nakuru got the hint he was thinking about something else than rehearsing.

They nodded to eachother and Nakuru knocked on the door before opening it. "Eriol-sama?"

He turned, the violin still under his chin. He smiled a weak smile before putting it down and holding it by his side. "What is it, Nakuru?"

"Maybe you should call Sakura-chan?" Spinel tried carefully. "She would want to know if there's something wrong with Tomoyo..."

"Yes, of course. Give me a minute, would you?"

They closed the door after them and Nakuru shook her head disapprovingly. "He's not himself. The Eriol I know would think tacticly and call Sakura-chan at once." Spinel had to agree.



"So you're saying Tomoyo just hung up on you and there was a male there?" Repeated Kinomoto Sakura's voice on the other side of the phone. "And know she's missing?"

Eriol confirmed it. "It thought you might know who it is?"

"Well, I have no idea. Tomoyo hasn't been very social around boys lately since her break up with Akito-san. It could have been Kensuke-san, but he's in Osaka for Christmas. I'll try going over tomorrow, I was going to anyway, and I'll see if she's there, ok?"

"OK." Eriol replied, trying not to sound to grateful. He could practicly hear Sakura smirk on the other end.

"Bye then. I'll phone you after I've been over at Tomoyo's."

Eriol thanked and hung up. He was worried about Daidouji, more than he liked, anyway, and didn't want any harm to come to her. "She's going over to Daidouji-san's tomorrow and she'll contact me later." he explained to his Guardians. "I'm going to bed, see you in the morning. Oh and Nakuru... Don't stuff Spinel full of candy tonight. I don't want him hung over tomorrow."

Spinel stuck his tounge out at Nakuru who pouted, but didn't object.



"There will be a blue sky before the end of the rainy season...
Just one step easier. My Heart fluttered.
"

Tomoyo awoke, finding the sky outside bleaked with a shimmering red, rising slowly and soon the sun cast her first rays of light over the white landscape outside, glittering in the white snow.
But it was not this what had woken her, she soon figured out. It was a voice from somewhere in the marble mansion. A beautiful voice, drifting through the halls and finding it's way to Tomoyo's room.

"This year as well. Summer will come soon after.
And the town and the people show their joyful feelings.
Speaking of myself. I still remember you...
"

Intrigued by it's enchantment, Tomoyo got up and found a new dress for her use on the table by her bed. It was vivid amber and quite beautiful. She slipped it on and tried the door. To her amazement, it was open.

"A new wind blows in this town now...
I felt slightly anxious. So I hugged you a long time...
I want to grant your wish and stay with you. Even if for only a day...
"

Outside stood Kurage. He didn't say a word, just smiled and pointed down the hallway. Tomoyo, curious as she was, walked silently in his appointed direction, following the voice.

"While still having the heart of a boy, he became a man.
Even though we can't return to that day we met...

If I close my eyes. I can see your smiling face.
Could it be that you're still singing that favourite song?
I can still hear that gentle voice and melody.
Puring times of sadness
I will remember you.
"

Tomoyo entered a room, decorated in offwhite tiles and engraved lilies in the pure white marble. It was large and on the walls someone had placed torches. There was a large table and chairs around it, covered in spider's web and dust, looking as if someone usually used it to throw big parties, but had left it long ago.

Tomoyo's eyes travelled over the big heavy chests placed on random around the room, probably holding big white table clots or silver ware for the big celebrations. There were also multiple portraits on the walls, mostly of women, and every long forgot person had his or hers own name ingraved under their reflection, as if yelling out "I've lived and this was who I was! Don't forget me..."

Tomoyo felt sad all of the sudden, feeling as she'd stepped 500 years back in time and stuffed into a room with so much history it could muffle your whole existance.

Again, the voice was heard. And Tomoyo's eyes fell on a woman in the far end of the room, standing by a piano played by a servant. She was wearing a long strapless dress and singing out her heart for the whole world [or so it seemed to Tomoyo] to hear.

Not having the heart to interrupt the song, Tomoyo listened to the end.

"As time passed. I began to hate myself...
As someone was hurt... by those right words of rebuke
That habit of weakness. For any small reason...
Please scold me for trying run away.
The melody the two of us were singing...

You can hear me humming it still..
I cried for an hour when I couldn't see you anymore.

I send the sounds of my piano over the oceans...
As I play for you to listen...
And when I play that phrase of refrain
My chest grows heavy yet still I play on...

The reason when we met... those vivid passing memories...
I may be lost and confused about the future, but...

I will not forget you.

While still having the heart of a boy. He became a man.
Even though we can't return to that day we met...

If I close my eyes. I can see your smiling face.
Could it be that you're still singing that favourite song?
I can still hear that gentle voice and melody.
Puring times of sadness

I will remember you.

I send the sounds of my piano over the oceans..
As I play for you to listen..

And when I play that phrase of refrain
My chest grows heavy yet still I play on...
The reason when we met... those vivid passing memories...
I may be lost and confused about the future, but...

I will not forget you.

I will not forget you."

Tomoyo started clapping, making the woman turn her head and Tomoyo suddenly stopped. She stared for several seconds, completely forgetting her manners, before shaking her head and smiling politely.

"Hello." The woman said, taking steps towards Tomoyo. Again, she was marvelled over the looks of the woman, because she was an excact replicant of Mizuki Kaho, with exceptions of skin and hair colour.

Tomoyo watched as she flung her completely jet black hair over her shoulder before stopping before Tomoyo.

"My name is Awai Neu and I'm the owner of the White Marble Castle as it is nicknamed. I understand you have relations with one Hiiragizawa Eriol?"

Tomoyo could do nothing but nod, confused why this was relevant.

"You are Daidouji Tomoyo?"

"Hai, Awai-san."

"Please, call me Neu." The woman smiled brightly and Tomoyo smiled back before trying to get something out of the Neu.

"Neu-san, why am I here?"

"You'll see. Come, sing with me."

Tomoyo agreed, thinking she'd rather sing than spending more time in her room. And she felt at peace, somehow.



In Tomoeda, however, things were different. After Sakura had reported there were no one at the Daidouji residence, she, Syaoran and Eriol were in uproar, trying to figure out where Tomoyo might be. They had called their whole home room, but no luck. Tomoyo was missing.

Outside the music room of Hiiragizawa mansion, Nakuru and Spinel again stood, listening to the chatter of the three 18 year olds inside.

"I don't think I want to leave this Christmas." Nakuru stated. Spinel once again, had to agree.



The Rants of Nayru: Well, that's it for now. I have to say, I'm pretty happy about this chapter. =) Review, please. =)