Cardcaptor Sakura/ Witchblade: Part Two
Tomoyo groaned softly, muttering "Go 'way."
"You have to get up, Miss Tomoyo," the maid urged her gently. "Your mother's coming home today," she added softly.
Tomoyo sat up, her short black hair sticking up a bit and her eyes hooded with sleep.
The maid smiled happily, laying out Tomoyo's clothes before silently leaving the room. Once the lady had sat up, it meant that she was staying up. 'Well, usually anyway,' the blonde thought to herself with a grin.
The body guard at the door smiled, sliding her shades down. "How is she, Yuriko?" she asked quietly, pushing her long brown hair back.
"Awake, mostly," Yuriko answered. The little blonde looked at her curiously, "What happened a few days ago, Natsuki?"
"Best not to ask," Natsuki smiled. "Are the repairs finished in that room, yet?" she asked.
Yuriko nodded, "It looks like nothing happened."
"Good," Natsuki nodded.
They heard footsteps, and Yuriko smiled and waved before leaving. Tomoyo came out fully dressed, but her hair was still rumpled. She yawned, then stumbled sleepily down the hall to the bathroom, and Natsuki followed while keeping a respectful distance.
Tomoyo shot her a look, "You're not going to follow me into the bathroom, are you?" Natsuki shook her head, no, and leaned up against the wall by the door.
Tomoyo sighed softly in relief as the door shut behind her. The bodyguards were good people, but they could be a bit over-protective at times. Especially new ones like the lady outside, who had only been here a few weeks.
If they irritate you, I could destroy them for you the Witchblade offered, it's feminine voice ringing in Tomoyo's mind.
'Don't even think about it,' Tomoyo thought fiercely at the weapon. She just felt amusement radiate from it in reply, and sighed.
The wristband caught the light as she combed out her hair, and she was struck by how innocent it looked. But a simple mental command, and metal would explode out from the band, sliding to flow around her hand to create the Witchblade.
She scrubbed her face with a cloth soaked in cold water, then grabbed a towel to dry off. A final comb through, and she was ready. Tomoyo smiled at the patient bodyguard, and asked her, "What's your name?"
The tall, brown haired woman fell into step behind her, "Natsuki."
"So when can we expect my mother to be back?" Tomoyo asked curiously.
"Sometime this afternoon, Miss Tomoyo," Natsuki shrugged. Sonomi was a bit of a globe trotter, only rarely home to be with her teenaged daughter. Natsuki forced down a flare of anger, 'It's not my place to judge.'
"I wonder if she'll notice anything's changed," Tomoyo murmured to herself softly.
Natsuki opened her mouth, wanting to reassure the dark haired girl in front of her. But the words just wouldn't come out. 'She probably won't notice,' Natsuki thought sadly.
Tomoyo looked up meeting her eyes, and it was obvious that she could read her thoughts in her eyes. "Thanks," Tomoyo smiled sadly.
Natsuki pulled the bedroom door open, and waved Tomoyo in. "Call if you need anything," she smiled at her.
Tomoyo locked the door behind her, then walked towards the desk. She picked up her phone and dialed. "Sakura?" she asked.
"Tomoyo!" Sakura's smile could almost be heard over the phone line, and it made Tomoyo feel better almost instantly. "How are you?" she asked, then a pause as she quietly continued, "How are you coping with... it?"
"Not bad to both," Tomoyo sighed. She sat down on the chair, continuing softly, "The 'Blade talks to me, making all sorts of suggestions."
"It... talks to you?" Sakura echoed.
Tomoyo heard Kero speak up in the background, "The 'Blade is intelligent, Sakura." Quietly, "In a nasty sort of way. It was Clow Reed's encounter with that thing that inspired him to create the Clow cards in the first place."
"Interesting," Tomoyo murmured softly. She sighed, "My mom's coming home today."
"That's good, right?" Sakura was hesitant, hearing Tomoyo's toe of voice.
"That's debatable," Tomoyo answered. "I'm just sorry you can't come over, help me practice with this," and she lightly stroked the wristband.
"Do you want me to come over, say hi to your mom?" Sakura asked.
"She'd be glad to see you," Tomoyo smiled. 'Actually, who she wants to see is Nadeshiko, but you'll do,' she thought sadly.
There was the sound of a doorbell, and Sakura muttered, "I wasn't expecting anyone."
"See you later, then," Tomoyo smiled.
Sakura put the phone down, a frown on her face. Tomoyo sounded good, but she'd had quite a shock. 'I hope she's really all right,' she thought, rushing to answer the door. She pulled the door open, then froze. "Li!"
The brown haired young man laughed, "I got home early." Li wrapped his arms around her, and Sakura was surprised by a odd chill that ran through her.
"I was just going over to Tomoyo's" Sakura murmured.
"Good," Li said, an odd tone to his voice, "the more the merrier." Sakura looked up at him in surprise, and he smiled down at her pleasantly.
Kero hovered nearby, looking at him oddly. 'I don't like the feel of this,' he thought.
Sonomi stepped out of the car, and smiled at Tomoyo, offering her open arms. Tomoyo stepped forward, giving her a dutiful daughter hug. Sonomi drew her close, then surprisingly she stiffened a little.
"What is it?" Tomoyo asked.
Sonomi's gaze was fixed on the innocent looking silver bracelet. "Where did you get that thing?" she murmured softly.
"On ebay," Tomoyo decided to take the question literally.
Sonomi chuckled softly, "I should have guessed." She looked at the bracelet, an odd look on her face, "It felt warm, almost hot."
Tomoyo blinked at her mother in surprise. 'Well, Nadeshiko was sensitive, so why not mom?' she thought. "Body heat, probably," Tomoyo covered cheerfully.
"Probably," Sonomi agreed. She picked up her bags, following Tomoyo inside as she asked, "Anything interesting happen while I was gone?"
'I blew up a room,' Tomoyo thought, but answered aloud, "Not much."
A soft chime, and one of the maids reported, "Miss Sakura and Mister Li are here."
"Already?" Tomoyo looked surprised.
Sakura and Li walked in together, Li a step behind Sakura. Tomoyo felt an odd vibe coming off the young man, a feeling she didn't like. Natsuki, standing in the corner seemed to pick up on it too, moving towards them cautiously.
"Sakura!" Sonomi exclaimed, adding with a lot less enthusiasm, "And Li, it's good to see you. Back from China?"
"Yes," Li smiled, "the trip was very productive."
The Witchblade warned Tomoyo barely in time to pull Sakura aside, watching in shock as darkness exploded out of the young man. "Li," Sakura cried out, obviously not fully understanding the situation.
Natsuki swiftly put herself in front of Sonomi, raising her gun to Li even as she barked at him, "Stay back!"
The Witchblade formed around Tomoyo's hand, and she pointed it at him, watching the shadows form into armor around him. "Li, what's going on?" she asked.
Li smiled coldly, shadows swirling around him. "At last, I have the power I deserve," he muttered, "power people like Sakura denied me. She'll pay for that," and suddenly he pointed at Tomoyo, "She'll pay for loving you more!"
Sonomi was gazing at Li in shock, then her eyes settled on the Witchblade. 'Great, just great,' Tomoyo thought grimly, 'I've helped keep Sakura's secret for years. But me, I can't keep a secret even for a few days.'
"At least things can't get any worse," Kero softly muttered, watching the conflict unfold through a window outside.
Both Tomoyo and Li stiffened, feeling another presence nearby. A chill passed over Sonomi and Sakura, a feeling of power, and most of all... rage.
The roof suddenly fell inward in a wave of flame, and Mei-lin appeared. Wings of fire arced and danced all around her as she looked around curiously, her gaze finally fixing on Li. A cool smile, and she said softly, "Li, we have much to discuss."
Tomoyo groaned softly, muttering "Go 'way."
"You have to get up, Miss Tomoyo," the maid urged her gently. "Your mother's coming home today," she added softly.
Tomoyo sat up, her short black hair sticking up a bit and her eyes hooded with sleep.
The maid smiled happily, laying out Tomoyo's clothes before silently leaving the room. Once the lady had sat up, it meant that she was staying up. 'Well, usually anyway,' the blonde thought to herself with a grin.
The body guard at the door smiled, sliding her shades down. "How is she, Yuriko?" she asked quietly, pushing her long brown hair back.
"Awake, mostly," Yuriko answered. The little blonde looked at her curiously, "What happened a few days ago, Natsuki?"
"Best not to ask," Natsuki smiled. "Are the repairs finished in that room, yet?" she asked.
Yuriko nodded, "It looks like nothing happened."
"Good," Natsuki nodded.
They heard footsteps, and Yuriko smiled and waved before leaving. Tomoyo came out fully dressed, but her hair was still rumpled. She yawned, then stumbled sleepily down the hall to the bathroom, and Natsuki followed while keeping a respectful distance.
Tomoyo shot her a look, "You're not going to follow me into the bathroom, are you?" Natsuki shook her head, no, and leaned up against the wall by the door.
Tomoyo sighed softly in relief as the door shut behind her. The bodyguards were good people, but they could be a bit over-protective at times. Especially new ones like the lady outside, who had only been here a few weeks.
If they irritate you, I could destroy them for you the Witchblade offered, it's feminine voice ringing in Tomoyo's mind.
'Don't even think about it,' Tomoyo thought fiercely at the weapon. She just felt amusement radiate from it in reply, and sighed.
The wristband caught the light as she combed out her hair, and she was struck by how innocent it looked. But a simple mental command, and metal would explode out from the band, sliding to flow around her hand to create the Witchblade.
She scrubbed her face with a cloth soaked in cold water, then grabbed a towel to dry off. A final comb through, and she was ready. Tomoyo smiled at the patient bodyguard, and asked her, "What's your name?"
The tall, brown haired woman fell into step behind her, "Natsuki."
"So when can we expect my mother to be back?" Tomoyo asked curiously.
"Sometime this afternoon, Miss Tomoyo," Natsuki shrugged. Sonomi was a bit of a globe trotter, only rarely home to be with her teenaged daughter. Natsuki forced down a flare of anger, 'It's not my place to judge.'
"I wonder if she'll notice anything's changed," Tomoyo murmured to herself softly.
Natsuki opened her mouth, wanting to reassure the dark haired girl in front of her. But the words just wouldn't come out. 'She probably won't notice,' Natsuki thought sadly.
Tomoyo looked up meeting her eyes, and it was obvious that she could read her thoughts in her eyes. "Thanks," Tomoyo smiled sadly.
Natsuki pulled the bedroom door open, and waved Tomoyo in. "Call if you need anything," she smiled at her.
Tomoyo locked the door behind her, then walked towards the desk. She picked up her phone and dialed. "Sakura?" she asked.
"Tomoyo!" Sakura's smile could almost be heard over the phone line, and it made Tomoyo feel better almost instantly. "How are you?" she asked, then a pause as she quietly continued, "How are you coping with... it?"
"Not bad to both," Tomoyo sighed. She sat down on the chair, continuing softly, "The 'Blade talks to me, making all sorts of suggestions."
"It... talks to you?" Sakura echoed.
Tomoyo heard Kero speak up in the background, "The 'Blade is intelligent, Sakura." Quietly, "In a nasty sort of way. It was Clow Reed's encounter with that thing that inspired him to create the Clow cards in the first place."
"Interesting," Tomoyo murmured softly. She sighed, "My mom's coming home today."
"That's good, right?" Sakura was hesitant, hearing Tomoyo's toe of voice.
"That's debatable," Tomoyo answered. "I'm just sorry you can't come over, help me practice with this," and she lightly stroked the wristband.
"Do you want me to come over, say hi to your mom?" Sakura asked.
"She'd be glad to see you," Tomoyo smiled. 'Actually, who she wants to see is Nadeshiko, but you'll do,' she thought sadly.
There was the sound of a doorbell, and Sakura muttered, "I wasn't expecting anyone."
"See you later, then," Tomoyo smiled.
Sakura put the phone down, a frown on her face. Tomoyo sounded good, but she'd had quite a shock. 'I hope she's really all right,' she thought, rushing to answer the door. She pulled the door open, then froze. "Li!"
The brown haired young man laughed, "I got home early." Li wrapped his arms around her, and Sakura was surprised by a odd chill that ran through her.
"I was just going over to Tomoyo's" Sakura murmured.
"Good," Li said, an odd tone to his voice, "the more the merrier." Sakura looked up at him in surprise, and he smiled down at her pleasantly.
Kero hovered nearby, looking at him oddly. 'I don't like the feel of this,' he thought.
Sonomi stepped out of the car, and smiled at Tomoyo, offering her open arms. Tomoyo stepped forward, giving her a dutiful daughter hug. Sonomi drew her close, then surprisingly she stiffened a little.
"What is it?" Tomoyo asked.
Sonomi's gaze was fixed on the innocent looking silver bracelet. "Where did you get that thing?" she murmured softly.
"On ebay," Tomoyo decided to take the question literally.
Sonomi chuckled softly, "I should have guessed." She looked at the bracelet, an odd look on her face, "It felt warm, almost hot."
Tomoyo blinked at her mother in surprise. 'Well, Nadeshiko was sensitive, so why not mom?' she thought. "Body heat, probably," Tomoyo covered cheerfully.
"Probably," Sonomi agreed. She picked up her bags, following Tomoyo inside as she asked, "Anything interesting happen while I was gone?"
'I blew up a room,' Tomoyo thought, but answered aloud, "Not much."
A soft chime, and one of the maids reported, "Miss Sakura and Mister Li are here."
"Already?" Tomoyo looked surprised.
Sakura and Li walked in together, Li a step behind Sakura. Tomoyo felt an odd vibe coming off the young man, a feeling she didn't like. Natsuki, standing in the corner seemed to pick up on it too, moving towards them cautiously.
"Sakura!" Sonomi exclaimed, adding with a lot less enthusiasm, "And Li, it's good to see you. Back from China?"
"Yes," Li smiled, "the trip was very productive."
The Witchblade warned Tomoyo barely in time to pull Sakura aside, watching in shock as darkness exploded out of the young man. "Li," Sakura cried out, obviously not fully understanding the situation.
Natsuki swiftly put herself in front of Sonomi, raising her gun to Li even as she barked at him, "Stay back!"
The Witchblade formed around Tomoyo's hand, and she pointed it at him, watching the shadows form into armor around him. "Li, what's going on?" she asked.
Li smiled coldly, shadows swirling around him. "At last, I have the power I deserve," he muttered, "power people like Sakura denied me. She'll pay for that," and suddenly he pointed at Tomoyo, "She'll pay for loving you more!"
Sonomi was gazing at Li in shock, then her eyes settled on the Witchblade. 'Great, just great,' Tomoyo thought grimly, 'I've helped keep Sakura's secret for years. But me, I can't keep a secret even for a few days.'
"At least things can't get any worse," Kero softly muttered, watching the conflict unfold through a window outside.
Both Tomoyo and Li stiffened, feeling another presence nearby. A chill passed over Sonomi and Sakura, a feeling of power, and most of all... rage.
The roof suddenly fell inward in a wave of flame, and Mei-lin appeared. Wings of fire arced and danced all around her as she looked around curiously, her gaze finally fixing on Li. A cool smile, and she said softly, "Li, we have much to discuss."