CCS-2: Cardcreators Sakura & Syaoran:

Episode 7:


Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura is property of CLAMP I claim no rights to any of the original characters, only the idea for this storyline and any new characters I may have introduced for the purpose of building and continuing the storyline. ARIGATO!! (Thank the gods for copy & paste...)

I am SO SORRY for taking extra time to get this posted. To be honest, I've been having a hard time with it. I know what I want to happen and have it plotted out, but I'm having a hard time figuring out how to write it. Also, I'm behind on homework (had to take a little break from reading, which is why I wrote this episode tonight) and we also had a death in the family, so it's been sorta busy around here.

I know, this episode may seem a little Cliche, but please have faith in me and know that it will work into the storyline. I have the next two episodes planned out, but I really need to catch up on homework. OO Plus I'll be writing my next Chapter in my fanfic Tomoyo's Desire next. Figure I'd alternate between the two series.


"Sakura, you're going to be late!" Kero yelled for what seemed to be the hundredth time at the mound in the middle of the bed completely covered by blankets.

A hand emerged from beneath the covers and quickly slapped the alarm silent before withdrawing back into hiding.

"Sakura, breakfast is ready!" Yelled her father up the stairs.

Sakura made no attempt to move, but remain curled up like a ball in the middle of her bed.

"Wakey wakey Sakura!" Kero taunted her as he began to pull the blankets away from her.

"Leave me alone!" She cried, grabbing onto the blankets and clinging to them. She moaned painfully and curled the blankets around her body.

Kero watched from the foot of the bed in concern. She was well known for sleeping in, but she wasn't usually this cranky in the mornings. "Are you feeling okay?" He questioned, flitting around her form with the attempt to find a corner of the blanket.

"Go Away!" She groaned again.

It was now the end of May. Sure, the weather had been cooler then usual for this time of the year, but it was far from being cold. Kero wondered how she wasn't sweltering under the blankets. "Sakura, what's wrong?" he asked more forcefully as another painful moan was muffled by the blankets.

Something was wrong with her, and Kero was becoming overly concerned about his Mistress. With a sudden flash of light a casing of feathery wings surrounded him to reveal his true form. Kerberos managed to nip enough of the blankets enclosed around his Mistress in his jaws, much like a lionness would carry her young, and yanked hard. The force of the blankets being pulled caused Sakura to spin in the air as they unfurled from around her.

Sakura screamed in surprise, finding herself flipping a few inches above her bed. She landed with a soft bounce and immediately curled up in agony.

"SAKURA!" Touya's yelled as he could be heard racing up the stares to her room. Touya pushed open the door to her room and rushed in, their father was quick to follow. "Sakura, what's wrong!?" both her brother and father inquired in panic, only to freeze at the site of Kerberos in his true form, the blankets still hanging from his jaws. Though they were starting to become use to Kero-chan fluttering around the house looking like a living stuffed animal, this was the first time either of them had seen his true form. They stare in disbelief at the winged lion standing before them looking rather sheepish.

Kerberos dropped the blankets to the floor and quickly reverted to his plushy form. "She was wrapped up in her blankets like a mummy, and it sounded like she was in pain," he tried to explain as the two men rushed to her bedside.

"Sakura-san, what's wrong? Do you not feel well?" Fujitaka asked his daughter in concern.

"You don't have a fever," Touya stated after placing a hand over her forehead.

Sakura groaned and clinched her stomach. "My stomach hurts," she complained. "Maybe it's from something I ate."

The other three occupants of the room exchanged looks of concern. "I ate the same thing you did, and I feel fine," Kero said.

"Talking stuffed animals don't count," Touya stated with a glare in Kero's direction.

"Maybe you should stay home for today," Fujitaka suggested, brushing his daughters hair away from her face.

"I can take care of her," Kero suggested.

"Yeah, if whatever you did with her blankets consists of taking care of her, I don't think she'll survive," Touya complained with another glare.

Kero and Touya continued to glare at one another.

"I…..just……want……to…..sleep….." Sakura said weakly, bringing their attention back to her.

"I'll stay home with her," Fujitaka said, placing the covers back over his daughter. "I'll contact the college to cancel my morning class. I should be able to make it for my evening class if you come home right away, Touya."

Touya nodded in understanding and followed his father out of the room. Kero fluttered after the men for breakfast.

Touya left for the college campus that morning on his motorcycle. Along the way, he picked up Yukito, explaining Sakura's condition.

"I hope she will be ok," Yukito said with worry, he could also feel his other self's concern flutter in his stomach.

After the morning bell had rung, signaling the start of classes, Tomoyo and Syaoran stare at Sakura's empty desk in concern. Where was she? They glanced at one another with eyes full of worry. It wasn't like Sakura not to be in class.

After breakfast, Kero returned to her room to watch over her, he didn't like not knowing what was going on with his Mistress. Could it be that Kuen-Jie was trying something again? He looked to her window where the Bagua mirror that the kid had given to her for her birthday hung. Surely Kuen-Jie was unable to get through it's protection, Kero hoped to himself.

Fujitaka checked on her a couple of times throughout the day. She seemed to sleep soundly, though occasionally she grimced in pain.

It was early afternoon when Sakura's eyes flew open and she clinched her stomach with a sharp cry of pain. She barely went unnoticed, though, as Kero pounded away at the video game controller in the latest attempt to beat his highest score. He was making too much racket by yelling at the television, and it was giving her a splitting headache. "Kero!" She yelled in frustration and agony. "Will you turn that thing Off!" She growled in annoyance.

Kero hadn't heard her, or if he had he wasn't paying attention. "Just a little more…." He was saying, staring intensely at the screen.

The sound of the game was turned up way too loud, or at least Sakura thought it was. It blazed in her ears and echoed through her mind, causing a splitting pain to shoot through her skull like a lightening bolt. Somehow, she managed to drag herself out of the bed and to the TV and game console, which she abruptly unplugged from the wall outlet.

"W…….wh…….What did you do THAT for!?" Cried a very frustrated and angry Kero. "Nooooo!! My high score!!" he wailed as if it were the end of the world.

"OUT!!" Sakura screamed to him, pointing at her door. "GET OUT!!"

Kero sobered up quickly and stare at his Mistress in disbelief. What was wrong with her? He wondered and quickly fluttered out of her room when she made a move suggesting that she might throw him out if he didn't hurry.

Sakura stood for a moment, hunched over, holding her stomach with one hand and her head with the other. Her bladder was screaming at her painfully for relief. She stumbled down the hall to the bathroom, and leaned against the inside of the door as she closed it behind her. She waited a moment for her dizzy spell to go away before moving to take care of her business.

Fujitaka sat at the kitchen table, his lecture notes spread over it's surface as he prepare for next months curriculum. He tried to stay ahead with his class planning. This way, he had his lectures planned out early and had time to prepare any exhibits he would be using for teaching aids.

He barely noticed Kero flutter through the kitchen door muttering to himself in anger. He jumped suddenly, sending a stack of papers flying onto the floor, upon hearing a blood curdling scream coming from up the stairs.