Diamond Dust
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura is owned by Clamp as well as Tsubasa Chronicles and xXxHolic. However, the latter anime mentioned have nothing to do with my story. I am just jealous of their talent since they also help to make Code Geass.
The Author: The first two chapters, as you know, were narrated by Syaoran. Now, it's Sakura's turn. Well, same as the last chapter, '_' would be considered to be the thoughts of Sakura since the POV will be her.
If you're wondering how many chapters this story would take, I don't know well. But I think this would be quite long since one of the major problems is still not introduced. Please accept my apology because of the flashbacks but it can't be help because it's necessary.
I want to give my thanks for the reviews and follows. I really appreciate it. The truth is I'm working on my other fanfic story since I haven't updated it for months. 'High School to Remember' is kinda comedy/romance in genre, however, for this past few days, I am really depress. Though with this, I don't know why but I can't cry. I can't even shed a single tear. I sometimes think that maybe my tears already dried up because I am really a crybaby once. I also have a habit of staring to space when I feel this. So as long as I have this kind of feelings, I can't write comedy.
Well, enough with all my babbles. Since I know that you are reading this because you really wanna know what's going next in the story. So shall we keep the film rolling…
Chapter 3
-Sakura's POV-
INT. Seijou High backyard – 12.47 PM, 1st of September 2008, Monday
"I like you." I finally said it. I was kinda ashamed of myself because I don't know if I just became an utter fool in front of Li-kun. 'Get a hold of yourself Sakura. You should stand this since you finally gain the courage of confessing.' "Would you please go out with me?" I asked. 'Why is he making that face? Does he hate me after all?'
"EHHHHHHH!" It became a shock to me. 'What's with his reaction?' As I expected, he would really suspect that I am one of those students who bully him. "H-h-how c-c-can you f-f-fall for me?"
'Just as I thought.' I really wanted to assure him that there's no hidden intention with this. "Should I need one?"
"Well you see," he was very nervous, I knew it. "Do I look handsome to you?" he asked while pointing his index finger at him.
'You were.' "Yup!" I smiled when I remembered back then. "You're handsome as those princes in the fairy tales. So I hope you can be Sakura's prince."
Well, I hope that would leave him a good impression. After all, it took me years to gain the courage to confess.
EXT.
INT. Handicraft Club's Room – 12.59 PM, 1st of September 2008, Monday
"Sorry Sakura to even call you to get your measurements." A girl, with chocolate brown hair same with the color of her eyes, kept on apologizing on me.
"It's okay, Rika-chan. It can't be help if the main character got sick." I assured her that there's no problem of getting my measurements since the main character and I looked like have the same body size.
"Thank you. Really. Let me treat you after school okay?"
"Sure!" I smiled.
"Sakura-chan, I was thinking where had you been this afternoon. I was looking for you, you know?"
"I'm sorry. I have to do something that time." It's really true. Somehow, that's the reason why I climbed up the tree. To hide myself from everyone. But that would be my secret.
"Sakura-chan, are you not feeling well. You're red." Oh my, I never thought that I still have side effects from my confession.
No use denying it. "Rika-chan," I was actually thinking if I should really tell her but I resolved to face this. "I actually ask someone to date."
"Really? Really? Who? What year and class is he in?" Okay, I knew this would happen that's why I did have some second thought about that. "The other guys would be jealous for sure because you're already taken." She was really excited of the turn of events.
"Well, sorry to disappoint you but I'm not taken. He said 'no' to me."
"What a stupid guy to let go of you? A whole bunch want to date you and here, he was given the chance to do so then just let it pass by." It maybe because of his inferiority that's why he rejected me, inferiority with all the guys inside our school.
If he would just believe that I really like him, maybe it would turn the other way. "Maybe. But we decided to be friends for now." Of course, for now. Someday, I'm hoping that he would hear what my heart was saying to him for a very long time.
"I'm happy for you. Fight-o!"
"Thanks, Rika-chan!" I smiled.
While Rika-chan continued what she's doing, memories flooded through my mind.
EXT.
INT. Streets of Tokyo – 07.17 PM, 2nd of January 1999, Saturday
The buzzing in the streets, chatting of high school girls and the fighting of delinquents in the alley had become non-existent in my ears as I sprinted away from my grandfather's home. I ran and ran without knowing where I was heading. It really didn't matter. Without knowing the place to go, I chose the path straight in front of me.
It's actually my first time here in Tokyo. In my knowledge, we came here to visit great grandfather from my mother's side. Ojii-san said that he really wanted to see us after Okaa-san eloped with Otou-san. I thought that I'll never meet Ojii-san because of my parents' action but he's very kind-hearted to welcome us during the whole Christmas break.
In addition, Okaa-san already left us. Back then, Otou-san would always say that even if we cannot see Okaa-san, she always watch us from somewhere. He said that she's in a place where she would never feel pain. I was only three back then when she died. That's why they had a hard time to explain it in my young mind. They knew that it would be hard to raise us for a single parent. But though this was the case, we were really happy.
EXT.
INT. In some children's playing ground in Tokyo – 07.31 PM, 2nd of January 1999, Saturday
Once I opened my eyes, I just didn't know how I got here, I was already in some playing ground. Since it was winter night, the place was devoured by tranquillity. The ice cold weather penetrated my body due to lack of clothes. I ran away with my sweater only. It was a relief that the ground is not yet filled with snow.
Though there are only few snow fell that night, my body couldn't cope up with the temperature. I curled myself in the post of the swings and hugged my knees. "What am I doing?" I asked myself as I blew my hands to give them heat and rubbed them then touched my pooling red cheeks. "Cold." I continually did the same pattern to keep myself a little warm.
Yeah. I remember Otou-san announced something during our dinner. I screamed no to it then ran outside. I became aimless in my way. I thought that it was better if I was not there.
I felt that something trickling from my eyes as I felt those cold tears on my skin then after a second, it seems I had a runny nose. I really didn't care what I look like as I wiped them with my sweater. With the silent night, my sobs was only present. Containing my pain would not help anything, rather, it would just cause greater sorrow.
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INT. In some children's playing ground in Tokyo – 08.05 PM, 2nd of January 1999, Saturday
After some time of crying, I stopped myself and stared in space while still cuddling my knees. How long had I been there? I really didn't know. Maybe I didn't care. I thought that maybe they even didn't need me.
As I rested my head on my knees, I saw a boy's shadow. He has this chest-nut brown hair matching his amber colored eyes. "Hey, kid," he talked to me while looking down. 'As if he's the one to say,' I thought while glaring at him. "Aren't you cold?"
I never intended to make a conversation to him so I chose to ignore his question. "Hey kid. Can't even speak?" He continued to speak to me. "Hoi… Hoi…" He kept on nudging me thinking that this would broke my resolve. Well, indeed it did.
"Hey, don't say that I'm a kid while you are too. Don't even act high and mighty!" I really put an outburst as I stood from my place. He must learn to know his place. "I think I don't need to answer any of your question. Just leave me alone."
"As I thought you can speak." I was surprised by his reaction as he removed his charcoal-colored scarf from his neck and put it on mine. "Take it so you won't catch cold." He smile then pulled something from his (jacket) pocket. "Here. Take this too. This is just leftovers from yesterday's celebration."
"T-t-thank you." I really didn't know what to say after I foul mouthed him. He's really kind. As I pulled one, I saw a peach-like manjuu. "Kawaii!" I just yelped. "Sorry. This is really cute. Did you make it?"
"Yup," he answered. "But Wei helped me." I really didn't know who that Wei is but he seemed to be close to him.
"Is that so? I really don't know if I can eat this. I might even preserve this and make it my family treasure." He laughed at my statement. I couldn't believe it. I was being serious back there. "Hey, why are you laughing?" I know I pouted. Well, it's my expression when I'm mad.
"Hahaha…" He was trying to stop but still remained a snicker. "Isn't it too much to say to make it your family treasure?" I found his giggles fascinating. My sorrow faded away as a new emotion came inside. I just didn't know if I should welcome it or not. "By the way, my name is Li Syaoran."
"Kinomoto Sakura. Seven years old. Nice to meet you, Li-kun!" I introduced myself while smiling.
"Nice to meet you too, Kinomoto-san. I'll be on my now. Bye bye!" I wanted to stop him from his tracks as he waved his hands to me. He became a really good companion.
Would he mind if I follow him? Well, I just went with what my mind dictated me.
EXT.
INT. Open park in Tokyo – 08.17 PM, 2nd of January 1999, Saturday
It would look I was a stalker as I follow Li-kun. Even he won't speak to me, I think it would be fine as long as he could keep me in company. Thankfully, I managed to follow without him noticing my presence.
"What is he doing here?" I asked as if I had someone was with me. Then I saw he was pulling out something from the long bag-like green cloth he was carrying. Is that a sword? A real sword? How come a child like him could take a hold of that?
He unsheathed his sword to reveal it was double-edged. He started to step forward his left leg while twisting it 45 degrees. The sword is in his right hand when he raised it above his head then let his index finger of the left hand (which is 180 degrees straight with his shoulders) touched the tip of the blade. He lunged forward as his left hand came down while his right leg stepped forward. Then turned a full clockwise swinging his sword same with his body. As I kept looking at him, he seemed to be dancing with the winter wind.
After a few minutes, I knew my eyes were set on his graceful movements. 'Li-kun is really amazing.' I thought that night. I knew from that day, he became my first love. But I knew for a fact that this was the end too.
I am from Tomoeda. We would even take our leave by the next day. 'It's better to come back to Ojii-san's house before they make commotion.' I thought that maybe they would do something outrageous in my absence.
As I looked for my path back, I saw them frantically running to me. Otou-san was the first one to reach me then hugged me tightly while saying 'sorry' like it was a chant. I felt that he's really worried. Of course, I was guilty for making him that.
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INT. Tomoeda Middle School's Front Ground – 07.03 AM, 7th of April 2003, Monday
It was an unusual morning today. Why? Simple. I came early. Funny to say, I never came early to school. It became a habit of mine. However, this day was the opening ceremony for us freshmen.
A fresh start again. I looked for my name in the board to know my class. As I searched for my name, it seemed that there are only a hundred of freshmen this year.
Someone nudged me on my right shoulder. "In what class are you in Sakura?" It was Tomoyo.
"Class B," I answered briefly.
"Yey!" she seems to be happy. "We're in the same class."
"Good for you." I said flatly at her which makes her smiling lips turned straight. "Let's just go to the gym before the ceremony starts." I turned my heels to where the gym is located as Tomoyo followed me behind.
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INT. Tomoeda Middle School's Gym – 07. 15 AM, 7th of April 2003, Monday
Students were on their respective seats while the teachers and principal were lined up on the front left near the stage. There were students already finding themselves friends during this whole year. Some even checking out the teachers and other students who are opposite their sex. Unfortunately, I didn't have anything to discuss with my current seatmate. I didn't even want to start a conversation with her. Tomoyo knew it so she kept her mouth shut.
"Good morning, our dear students of Tomoeda Middle School. And also welcome. We in the faculty…" The MC kept on with his speech for the eight minutes. "Now, let's hear from our freshman representative, Li Syaoran." It bought chills to my whole body. This was totally unexpected. I didn't thought that I would ever see him again.
"Hai!" Someone shout from behind. I couldn't turn my head. My heart was thumping like crazy. I even know that there was heat forming on my face.
I saw him walk to the stage. His posture that I memorized during that youthful night still hasn't change. He definitely the Li-kun I knew. As he became nearer and nearer to the stage, I didn't know what to do. To continue to watch him walk through the aisle or bow my head. I chose the latter.
The moment I heard the microphone was moved, I knew for sure that he's ready to start his speech. That's why I decided to look at him again. It was not as if he still remember me. It was four years after all. And when I looked up again, shocked is not the word that would describe what I felt. It was beyond that.
I didn't really know what my face is making that time but I only had one thought in mind. 'Who is he?'
EXT.
To be continued…
A/N: This is just the first part of Sakura's POV. The next will be hers too. So please review. I hope you can leave a good one to make me somehow comfortable. But still criticisms are not disallowed. But please mention the parts you're not satisfied.