Whee! Another chapter. I am just so happy and I just have to express my
thanks to Dyaoka and Jiann for writing so many reviews. And to the rest of
you, er...be glad that I am in a good mood today. ^o^
Yep, this is chapter 7. I just can't believe how many chapters I have written. But of course most of them are like a page each. *sigh* I am going to have a lot of editing to do. Bleh. Okay, let's go on with the story ^O^
Disclaimer: Jeez, how many times do I have to put this on for people to understand. I do NOT own CCS, CLAMPS does and whichever companies that own the anime and the dubbed (it sucks).
Key:
*...*= thoughts or emphasize on word
...= flashbacks
AN: Author's Notes
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Chapter 7: Syaoran
The chained man chuckled in triumph, "You think that little trick is going to scare my sister? Hah!"
SLAP! The angry sorcerer advanced toward his cackling prisoner and slapped his cheek, "I will not tolerate that kind of behavior from my prisoner!"
"Oh, isn't that just too bad," Touya sneered, "what are you going to do about it, huh?"
The cloaked figure formed his hand into a fist, shaking it in front of Touya's face, "YOU! Who do you think you are?!"
Touya appeared to be deep thoughts, "Who I am? Oh jeez, aren't you suppose to know that?"
"Just you wait, Touya," the dark figure took a deep breath, "both you AND your little pesky sister are going to PAY dearly!"
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"What are you doing here?" Syaoran demanded as he circled around the frightened girl.
"I...was..." Sakura stammered while her staff transformed back into a key. "I...was..."
"Spill it," Syaoran ordered.
"There you are!" a guard with wire-rimmed glasses approached the alley and called out to Sakura, "Sakura, didn't I tell you to stay inside?"
Sakura immediately caught Yukito's hint, "Er...yeah, but I was worried."
Syaoran looked back and forth between the chestnut-haired girl and the grayish-hair young man. He felt a strange aura from the stranger and squirmed in discomfort, *What's happening to me?*
Yukito spun around and looked at the prince directly in the eyes, "Are you okay?" He flashed Syaoran one of his grins and Syaoran took a step back. Without any hesitation, he ran as fast as he could. Yukito looked confused at where the prince was standing a minute ago, "What's wrong with him?"
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*That guy, who is he?* the brown-haired prince lay in his bed staring at his ceiling motionless. *He's strange...and what's his relation to Sakura?*
Syaoran shook his head, *Why am I thinking about Sakura. She's only my classmate, right? But she looked...so...stunning...tonight...*
The young man rolled over, closing his sparkling amber eyes, *I just got to stop thinking about her. I NEED to focus on something else, something important.*
Syaoran's flashback
"Come here," the ill king gestured for his only son, only ten at that time.
Syaoran walked timidly up to his father, bowing humbly in front of him, "Yes, father."
The ashen-faced king looked gravely at his young son, "Do you still remember your lesson, son?"
"Yes, sir," Syaoran started to recited his lesson, the one that his father taught him since the beginning of his training, "Discipline is everything and nothing should ever interfered with that. If anything like that should happen, it should immediately be eliminated."
"Good boy," the king raised his arm motioning his son to stand up again. Syaoran carefully stood up, his eyes still on the floor. The king opened both of his arms to give his son the first, yet the last, hug. The young prince was delighted and jumped into his father's arms. The king's eyes narrowed and he slapped Syaoran across his cheek, "FOOL! Haven't you learn anything?" The king coughed violently, blood oozing out of his throat, "Never, EVER, underestimate your opponent, you hear that?"
Syaoran backed away, his hand on his burning cheek and his voice trembled, "Yes, father."
"DON'T FATHER ME! I DON'T HAVE YOU AS MY SON! MY SON WILL NOT BE A FAILURE!" Suddenly, without a warning, the king's eyes rolled backward as he choked.
End of the flashback
Syaoran's eyes snapped open, although troubled, *Yes, I need to focus on something else. I cannot underestimate Sakura. Nothing will interfere with discipline. Nothing.*
At that moment, an image of Sakura floated in his mind, her emerald eyes twinkling while she twirled in a circle with her pale pink dress. Syaoran burrowed his head, "Stop it! Just leave me alone, Sakura!"
Behind the closed door, Yelan sighed wishing her son would face his feelings one day.
Yelan's flashback
The dark-haired queen rushed into the depressing room upon hearing the shouting in there. She gasped watching her husband spitting out more blood, his face turned even paler. Her son, standing a few feet away, was too afraid to stand closer to the king. His cheek still red from the slap he received earlier. Yelan kneeled in front of her stern husband, soaking a clean towel with the water in the basin, "Shhh! Calm down, my majesty."
The angry king waved the towel away as his queen wiped his forehead with it. He gripped Yelan's wrist tightly, eyes cold as ice, "It's your fault."
A tear trickled down the Queen's face, *Why? What did I do wrong?*
The King continued, "It's your fault, you wrench. Otherwise my son would become a successful man without all the rubbish sentiment you feed him!" The dark-haired king coughed more violently, his body shriveled enduring pains.
Yelan fumbled to produce another wet towel and wiped the King's mouth clean. She then turned around and filled a glass with lukewarm water. Syaoran watched his mother silently unknowing what to day, *Why, mother? Why? Father treats you like dirt and why are you willing to be his slave?*
The King took in several heaps of breath unwilling to surrender to death himself. He rejected the towel from his queen the second time wanting to fight his own battle with death. He lost. After a minute or so while Yelan's tears rolled down her cheeks, the King's eyes rolled upward and his head sagged on the pillow. Yelan gently shoved her husband, her head shaking in disbelief, "Your majesty? Your majesty! No...you can't leave me, no..."
Syaoran stared at his crying mother losing her elegance witnessing her husband's death. Not a single tear trickled down Syaoran's cheek.
Gasps of surprise and sadness filled the silent sir like knives piercing through the sky, "NO!!!" Syaoran's four sisters ran toward the bed comforting their mother and looking at their father for the last time.
"Syaoran," Yelan's hoarse voice called for her son to take one last look at his father.
Syaoran stared at his remaining family, eyes cold as steel like his deceased father, "No." He spun around and exited the room, *You are right, father. Nothing, not even your death, shall interfere with my study.*
End of flashback
A tear dripped down Yelan's cheek remembering her son's coolness from that day on. She leaned again the wall for support staring at the sky praying with all her heart's content, "Please, whoever out there. Just give my son a heart. I don't care whoever you are or what will happen to me...I-I just want him...to be...h-happy." Then, the gracious queen sank lower down, her face burrowed in her arms sobbing.
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The emerald-eyed girl let out a sigh and grabbed her friend's hands, "My gosh! Thank you, Yukito, thank you so much."
"No problem," Yukito smiled, "Yue flew down here, he is the one that helped you."
Sakura shook her head, "Nuh uh, you and Yue are the same. There's no difference. You, both of you, helped me."
Yukito lowered his eyes, "It's nothing, Sakura. I just need to help you,...T-Touya would do the same for you."
Sakura looked away, her voice quivered, "Yes, Touya...he would help me. My onii-chan."
Tomoyo stood at the exit listening to every word that Sakura and Yukito had said, *Sakura, why won't you tell me?*
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"Sakura," the chained prisoner whispered looking at his sister in the mirror. "I wish I was there."
A sinister chuckle was heard and the cloaked figure emerged again out of nowhere. He smirked, his eyes glowing maliciously, "What a warm fuzzy feeling."
"Just leave my sister alone!" Touya gritted his teeth spelling out his words one by one.
The figure snatched Touya by his dark hair, his brown eyes gleaming in the dark dungeon. "How sweet, Touya. Looking out for your sister. Too bad she will get a surprise when she sees you." The sorcerer laughed viciously chanting a spell under his breath, "Oh, Touya, you are going to pay."
Touya felt his strength leaving his as darkness entered filling his mind with emptiness. *Sakura!*
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AN: So how does everyone like the new chapter? Trust me, I am trying really really hard to write longer chapter so please tell me if I am boring you to death or what.
^^:; Okay, I know there are so many flashbacks scene in this chapter. I was hoping that would give you an idea of why Syaoran is so coldhearted. Let me know if you get what I am talking about or you think I need to improve on that. ^_^
Okay, anyway, it's time to send more reviews! Please, just send them in ^.~ Okay, see ya next time and I think I might just hint what happens to Touya in the next one. But then, *evil grin* maybe not. He he. But I promise Syaoran and Sakura would be on the next one. Duh! They are the main characters! Okay, I will sneak in more romance than. Well, I am not receiving a lot of feedback on Syaoran and Sakura's (accidental) kissing scene. *shrug* Oh well, no one's complaining. See ya ^.~
Yep, this is chapter 7. I just can't believe how many chapters I have written. But of course most of them are like a page each. *sigh* I am going to have a lot of editing to do. Bleh. Okay, let's go on with the story ^O^
Disclaimer: Jeez, how many times do I have to put this on for people to understand. I do NOT own CCS, CLAMPS does and whichever companies that own the anime and the dubbed (it sucks).
Key:
*...*= thoughts or emphasize on word
...= flashbacks
AN: Author's Notes
**********************************************************************
Chapter 7: Syaoran
The chained man chuckled in triumph, "You think that little trick is going to scare my sister? Hah!"
SLAP! The angry sorcerer advanced toward his cackling prisoner and slapped his cheek, "I will not tolerate that kind of behavior from my prisoner!"
"Oh, isn't that just too bad," Touya sneered, "what are you going to do about it, huh?"
The cloaked figure formed his hand into a fist, shaking it in front of Touya's face, "YOU! Who do you think you are?!"
Touya appeared to be deep thoughts, "Who I am? Oh jeez, aren't you suppose to know that?"
"Just you wait, Touya," the dark figure took a deep breath, "both you AND your little pesky sister are going to PAY dearly!"
********************
"What are you doing here?" Syaoran demanded as he circled around the frightened girl.
"I...was..." Sakura stammered while her staff transformed back into a key. "I...was..."
"Spill it," Syaoran ordered.
"There you are!" a guard with wire-rimmed glasses approached the alley and called out to Sakura, "Sakura, didn't I tell you to stay inside?"
Sakura immediately caught Yukito's hint, "Er...yeah, but I was worried."
Syaoran looked back and forth between the chestnut-haired girl and the grayish-hair young man. He felt a strange aura from the stranger and squirmed in discomfort, *What's happening to me?*
Yukito spun around and looked at the prince directly in the eyes, "Are you okay?" He flashed Syaoran one of his grins and Syaoran took a step back. Without any hesitation, he ran as fast as he could. Yukito looked confused at where the prince was standing a minute ago, "What's wrong with him?"
********************
*That guy, who is he?* the brown-haired prince lay in his bed staring at his ceiling motionless. *He's strange...and what's his relation to Sakura?*
Syaoran shook his head, *Why am I thinking about Sakura. She's only my classmate, right? But she looked...so...stunning...tonight...*
The young man rolled over, closing his sparkling amber eyes, *I just got to stop thinking about her. I NEED to focus on something else, something important.*
Syaoran's flashback
"Come here," the ill king gestured for his only son, only ten at that time.
Syaoran walked timidly up to his father, bowing humbly in front of him, "Yes, father."
The ashen-faced king looked gravely at his young son, "Do you still remember your lesson, son?"
"Yes, sir," Syaoran started to recited his lesson, the one that his father taught him since the beginning of his training, "Discipline is everything and nothing should ever interfered with that. If anything like that should happen, it should immediately be eliminated."
"Good boy," the king raised his arm motioning his son to stand up again. Syaoran carefully stood up, his eyes still on the floor. The king opened both of his arms to give his son the first, yet the last, hug. The young prince was delighted and jumped into his father's arms. The king's eyes narrowed and he slapped Syaoran across his cheek, "FOOL! Haven't you learn anything?" The king coughed violently, blood oozing out of his throat, "Never, EVER, underestimate your opponent, you hear that?"
Syaoran backed away, his hand on his burning cheek and his voice trembled, "Yes, father."
"DON'T FATHER ME! I DON'T HAVE YOU AS MY SON! MY SON WILL NOT BE A FAILURE!" Suddenly, without a warning, the king's eyes rolled backward as he choked.
End of the flashback
Syaoran's eyes snapped open, although troubled, *Yes, I need to focus on something else. I cannot underestimate Sakura. Nothing will interfere with discipline. Nothing.*
At that moment, an image of Sakura floated in his mind, her emerald eyes twinkling while she twirled in a circle with her pale pink dress. Syaoran burrowed his head, "Stop it! Just leave me alone, Sakura!"
Behind the closed door, Yelan sighed wishing her son would face his feelings one day.
Yelan's flashback
The dark-haired queen rushed into the depressing room upon hearing the shouting in there. She gasped watching her husband spitting out more blood, his face turned even paler. Her son, standing a few feet away, was too afraid to stand closer to the king. His cheek still red from the slap he received earlier. Yelan kneeled in front of her stern husband, soaking a clean towel with the water in the basin, "Shhh! Calm down, my majesty."
The angry king waved the towel away as his queen wiped his forehead with it. He gripped Yelan's wrist tightly, eyes cold as ice, "It's your fault."
A tear trickled down the Queen's face, *Why? What did I do wrong?*
The King continued, "It's your fault, you wrench. Otherwise my son would become a successful man without all the rubbish sentiment you feed him!" The dark-haired king coughed more violently, his body shriveled enduring pains.
Yelan fumbled to produce another wet towel and wiped the King's mouth clean. She then turned around and filled a glass with lukewarm water. Syaoran watched his mother silently unknowing what to day, *Why, mother? Why? Father treats you like dirt and why are you willing to be his slave?*
The King took in several heaps of breath unwilling to surrender to death himself. He rejected the towel from his queen the second time wanting to fight his own battle with death. He lost. After a minute or so while Yelan's tears rolled down her cheeks, the King's eyes rolled upward and his head sagged on the pillow. Yelan gently shoved her husband, her head shaking in disbelief, "Your majesty? Your majesty! No...you can't leave me, no..."
Syaoran stared at his crying mother losing her elegance witnessing her husband's death. Not a single tear trickled down Syaoran's cheek.
Gasps of surprise and sadness filled the silent sir like knives piercing through the sky, "NO!!!" Syaoran's four sisters ran toward the bed comforting their mother and looking at their father for the last time.
"Syaoran," Yelan's hoarse voice called for her son to take one last look at his father.
Syaoran stared at his remaining family, eyes cold as steel like his deceased father, "No." He spun around and exited the room, *You are right, father. Nothing, not even your death, shall interfere with my study.*
End of flashback
A tear dripped down Yelan's cheek remembering her son's coolness from that day on. She leaned again the wall for support staring at the sky praying with all her heart's content, "Please, whoever out there. Just give my son a heart. I don't care whoever you are or what will happen to me...I-I just want him...to be...h-happy." Then, the gracious queen sank lower down, her face burrowed in her arms sobbing.
********************
The emerald-eyed girl let out a sigh and grabbed her friend's hands, "My gosh! Thank you, Yukito, thank you so much."
"No problem," Yukito smiled, "Yue flew down here, he is the one that helped you."
Sakura shook her head, "Nuh uh, you and Yue are the same. There's no difference. You, both of you, helped me."
Yukito lowered his eyes, "It's nothing, Sakura. I just need to help you,...T-Touya would do the same for you."
Sakura looked away, her voice quivered, "Yes, Touya...he would help me. My onii-chan."
Tomoyo stood at the exit listening to every word that Sakura and Yukito had said, *Sakura, why won't you tell me?*
********************
"Sakura," the chained prisoner whispered looking at his sister in the mirror. "I wish I was there."
A sinister chuckle was heard and the cloaked figure emerged again out of nowhere. He smirked, his eyes glowing maliciously, "What a warm fuzzy feeling."
"Just leave my sister alone!" Touya gritted his teeth spelling out his words one by one.
The figure snatched Touya by his dark hair, his brown eyes gleaming in the dark dungeon. "How sweet, Touya. Looking out for your sister. Too bad she will get a surprise when she sees you." The sorcerer laughed viciously chanting a spell under his breath, "Oh, Touya, you are going to pay."
Touya felt his strength leaving his as darkness entered filling his mind with emptiness. *Sakura!*
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AN: So how does everyone like the new chapter? Trust me, I am trying really really hard to write longer chapter so please tell me if I am boring you to death or what.
^^:; Okay, I know there are so many flashbacks scene in this chapter. I was hoping that would give you an idea of why Syaoran is so coldhearted. Let me know if you get what I am talking about or you think I need to improve on that. ^_^
Okay, anyway, it's time to send more reviews! Please, just send them in ^.~ Okay, see ya next time and I think I might just hint what happens to Touya in the next one. But then, *evil grin* maybe not. He he. But I promise Syaoran and Sakura would be on the next one. Duh! They are the main characters! Okay, I will sneak in more romance than. Well, I am not receiving a lot of feedback on Syaoran and Sakura's (accidental) kissing scene. *shrug* Oh well, no one's complaining. See ya ^.~