Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura is strictly property of CLAMP.
Ahh… limited access to computer sucks, but I'll do my best. What you are about to read is the product of very hurried and rather (I apologize) rushed work. I'll come back and edit this chapter at a later date, but I simply didn't want to push the update too far back.
So please bare with me and enjoy?
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Inscribed in the Blade
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Chapter Eleven
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Sakura stared at the sword she held raised up in front of her almost absentmindedly. She hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, pouring over the scrolls the Daidouji family had left for her. The truth was, she'd only managed to skim through about two or three of them before Syaoran had returned to the dojo and, after seeing how low her candle had already burned, demanded that she sleep for the night.
Not that it had done her much good. There was far too much information streaming through her head for that, and sleep had eluded her for hours and hours. Sakura had not even bothered with breakfast, and instead had headed straight for her aunt's chambers. Now, after having a long chat with Daidouji Sonomi, there were even more facts trying to stuff themselves in her head. It was just too much for her to process.
"Oi," Syaoran's deep voice shook her from her thoughts. "Are you even paying attention?"
"What? Oh! Sorry," Sakura laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of her head. "I was just…" her words drifted off as her thoughts once again returned to the scrolls sitting in her bedroom.
His dark brown eyes stared silently at her before he lowered his sword and walked over to her side. "Didn't you go to sleep after I got back last night? What were you doing?" he sounded almost concerned, and Sakura felt a blush rise to her cheeks.
"Ah… well, I just… I couldn't sleep," she finished lamely, unable to think up an excuse; her mind was already running overtime.
"You have all the tenacity of a five year old child," he growled.
The edges of Syaoran's mouth dipped down into a slight frown but to Sakura's surprise, he didn't seem angry. Finally, he said, "I apologize for Mei Ling's behavior towards you last night. She was rude, but I can assure you that there was no real intent behind it. Mei Ling was just… excited to see me again."
"Oh no, that's not what's bothering me. Really, I'm just a little tired is all," she said, startled. "Mei Ling-san seems like a very energetic girl."
"You call her by her first name," Syaoran noted, looking at her curiously. "Why?"
Sakura paused for a moment. Why was she addressing his fiancée by her first name? "Well…" she began slowly. "I don't' know why, actually. It's probably just because I always hear you and Tomoyo-chan calling her by her first name. Plus, it feels weird to call her 'Li-san', because you're already 'Li'."
"Kino-" Syaoran stopped, hesitating.
Sakura turned towards him, and tilted her head towards the side, letting him know that she was waiting for him to continue.
He eyed her quietly for a moment before deciding, "You can call me Syaoran."
Sakura felt her jaw drop, her mouth forming an 'o', and she knew that she probably looked like an idiot, but she couldn't help it. What had suddenly possessed the young Li heir to do something so unlike him? Not that she was complaining, of course. Still, it was very strange and sudden. "Syao… ran," she said slowly, testing the feel of his name on her lips. She blushed slightly.
Syaoran stared at her, amused. "Yes dimwit, Syaoran."
Ignoring the insult, Sakura beamed up at him. Only Eriol… and Mei Ling, she thought darkly, addressed him as 'Syaoran'. It was a small gesture, but Sakura couldn't help but feel the force of the compliment he was subtly paying her. She was incredibly happy at the tiny privilege. "Okay then, Syaoran, you can call me Sa-" she immediately began faking a loud cough. "You may call me, um, Kura."
As soon as the name left her lips, Sakura felt as if there was something sour in her mouth. She didn't want him to call her Kura; she wanted him to call her Sakura. Kura just seemed so lacking.
Syaoran must have disliked the name on some level too, because he immediately scowled and said gruffly, "I think I'll stick with 'Kino'… for now at least."
Sakura agreed with him wholeheartedly, but she couldn't help but wonder why. If he wanted her to call him Syaoran, then what was wrong with her name? "Eriol calls me 'Kura-san'. Why won't you?" she asked, perplexed.
He turned his head so that he was no longer meeting her eye and shrugged indifferently. "It doesn't… suit you. But that doesn't matter. You said you were tired right? Then maybe now isn't the best time for a spar," he answered, sheathing his sword, and she did the same. Sakura sighed. She was the one who had asked him for some extra practice, but now that she thought about it, he was probably right. She couldn't concentrate, and there were probably better things he could be doing on a Sunday afternoon.
"I'll just go back to my room to rest a bit. Call me when it's time for lunch okay, Syaoran?" Sakura smiled at him cheekily.
She took one look at the incredibly amused expression on his face and shrugged, leaving through the double doors and walking into her room. Careful to shut the shoji door behind her, Sakura went straight to her dresser and silently pulled open the bottom drawer. As she removed the top layer of clothing, the cream-colored scrolls underneath were revealed.
She'd hid them there the night before, after Syaoran had yelled at her to go to sleep. Mercifully, he hadn't noticed them then, but Sakura felt queasy just thinking about the questions he would ask if he saw all the scrolls. It was safer this way.
Now, she picked up the rightmost scroll and began reading where she had left off the night before.
"Dance within the French court began…no… pas de deux… pas de deux… where is it?" she whispered.
"Oi Kino!"
Sakura jumped to her feet as the door slid open. With her foot, she quickly pushed the bottom drawer of her dresser closed and turned to greet Syaoran, the scroll in her hand conveniently tucked behind her back.
"Yes?"
His dark gaze took in her startled appearance. Their path began at her face and finally settled on the piles of clothing on the floor. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Re-organizing?"
Sakura laughed nervously. "Well, just moving some things around. What was it you wanted?"
Syaoran's gaze moved to her hands, both held behind her back and paused there for a moment before saying, "I wanted to show you something. Are you busy?"
He wanted to show her something? Sakura faltered, torn between continuing her search through the scrolls and going to see what Syaoran had to show her. It wasn't often he voluntarily offered to spend time with her without prompting or begging on her part.
"Um…" she hesitated before finally deciding. "No, I'm free. I'll meet you outside the dojo in a minute?"
Only after he disappeared behind the door did Sakura let out the breath she had been holding. That had been close… it wasn't that she didn't trust Syaoran to respect her privacy, it was just that she could think of no answers to all the difficult questions he would probably ask.
Quickly replacing both the scroll and piles of clothing, Sakura ran out to join her partner, who was waiting at the front. With one quick look at her, he turned and said, "Follow me."
The two of them set off down the hill into the valley and towards the trees, but after long minutes of walking, she finally asked, "Syaoran… where are we going?"
"The Sakura forest," he answered plainly, gesturing at the groves of trees that now surrounded them.
Sakura frowned at his broad back. "I know that we're in the Sakura forest, but why are we here? What is it you wanted to show me? I've never been so deep inside before." She looked around at the bare limbs of the cherry blossom trees. Sakura guessed that few people had ever come to this section of the forest. It looked much more… untouched and older than the rest of the forest. Plus, the trees here grew so thick that they seemed to act like walls. Where was Syaoran taking her?
His brown eyes flickered back in her direction, but his footsteps never faltered. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward, forcing her to walk quicker. "Stop asking so many questions and just come. I'm showing you something only Eriol and I know about, so stop being such a pain."
Sakura scowled at him and pulled on his arm, trying to tug away from him. "I can walk on my own… your grip is too tight."
He raised an eyebrow at her statement and merely grunted. Their pace didn't change, but his hold on her wrist did loosen a bit. "If you want to leave you can. No one is going to force you to come."
You're coming pretty close, Sakura thought rebelliously, but she simply glowered at him. "I didn't say I didn't want to come… I mean, I can all the way here didn't I?"
Syaoran stopped walking suddenly, and Sakura bumped into him. "Why did you-"
"We're here," he said, and Sakura looked around. For a while the forest had been getting thicker, and twice she had almost tripped over a well-hidden root or broken branch, but the trees around her now had once again thinned and Sakura found herself staring at a small lake.
"It's… it's beautiful," she breathed, looking at the clear, glistening water. The "lake" was more like a rather large pond, and incredibly shallow. Sakura guessed that at its deepest point, the water would only reach to her knees. At the center, however, was a tiny island, and from where she was standing, Sakura could see that at the very middle of the island was a large cherry blossom tree.
The only problem was, there seemed to be no path. "Are we going to get wet then?" she asked, curiously. Not that she minded, but it was going to be cold.
Syaoran looked sideways at her, scoffing. "Not scared of a bit of water, are you Kino?"
"No, I was just asking," she said, glaring back at him. "We are going to go over there, aren't we?"
"Yes, but I don't plan on swimming."
Sakura's eyes stared at him nervously as he took a few steps towards her, covering the distance between them. She expected him to say something to her, but he simply kept going, and something became stuck in her throat as he got closer and closer.
"What are you doing?" she asked shakily. He was so close her nose was about to bump into his chest!
"If you've got a problem, then move," he growled.
Sakura looked up at him in surprise. "W-What? Oh," she stepped to the side quickly, and watched in fascination as he pressed a round, weld-looking sort of bump the size of his palm in the trunk of the cherry tree she'd had been in front of only seconds ago.
To her astonishment, the bump sunk into the tree. "Syaoran… what did you…" her sentence trailed off as he pointed to the lake. She turned around to see what he was pointing at, and her jaw dropped open when she saw that a path of fifty or so flat, white stones had appeared at the top of the water, leading to the small island in the center.
"Be careful not to slip," Syaoran said, unable to suppress a grin at the sight of her obvious shock. "The steps are still covered with water."
"Syaoran... how did you do that?" Sakura gasped. He was already stepping lightly across the rocks so she hurried to catch up with him. "This is amazing!"
Syaoran looked back at her, his grin faded now, but his eyes were laughing. "Eriol and I found this place years and years ago, and we ended up getting really wet crossing the water to get onto the island the first few times. It was worth it though. I don't think anyone else… except maybe my mother knows about this place, and it's a nice spot to get some piece of mind."
"But how did you two get rocks to float up out of the water? This is so…" she looked around her. "I can't believe a place like this even exists!"
"Perhaps you don't know, but the Academy is centuries old, and even the Li family, who took charge of it over two hundred years ago, doesn't know all of its secrets. There is a great history here," Syaoran said, grabbing Sakura's hand quickly as she lost her footing. "Clumsy," he said, the ghost of a smile on his face.
"Thanks… How did you find this place then?" she asked curiously, grinning sheepishly up at him from embarrassment.
"I won't lie to you, it was completely by accident. That day Eriol and I were ah… playing around and we found this place. We were six," he grumbled defensively when Sakura started laughing. "The both of us ended up getting scolded by my mother since we were both sick for a week afterwards. I'm warning you now, this water is cold."
"Oh?" Sakura said, still smiling. The image of a small Syaoran and small Eriol running around in the Sakura forest tickled her insides to no end. "And how long did it take you to find that secret bump on the tree?"
"Forget the bump," Syaoran frowned at the memory. "We couldn't even find this lake again for the longest time. It might have slipped your notice while we were coming here, but it's nearly impossible to find this place."
"Nearly impossible?" she asked skeptically. "This is a forest. Surely you could get here if you just walked straight through and kept going. I noticed that we were almost going in circles on the way in. Was that really necessary?"
"It's a maze," he said shortly as they reached the island. To Sakura's utmost surprise, the cherry tree she had seen from across the water and a large, white boulder-like stone was all that were on the island. Even the ground seemed devoid of any other plant life. It was covered by soft, white dirt.
Sakura sat down on top of the large boulder and Syaoran did the same. It could easily have seated five our six people comfortably, and the top was fairly flat and smooth. "A maze?" she asked quizzically. "I didn't notice."
Syaoran nodded. "We didn't notice at first either. Eriol was absolutely furious when he realized that we kept ending up outside the forest every time we tried to just charge through. When you get into the thickest part of the forest, there are some places were, unless you try very hard and squeeze, it would be impossible to pass through. They aren't walls exactly… more like barriers that you simply don't notice. And as far as I know, there is only one correct path that will lead you here. All other paths take you back outside into the shallow areas of the forest."
"How long did it take you to find this place again?"
"Two months."
Sakura stared at him. "You two were that bent on finding this lake again?"
Syaoran shrugged. "The thing about Eriol is, he hates being wrong and he hates being outsmarted. Imagine a six year old genius yelling at a cherry blossom forest. It was ridiculous. He felt like the trees were poking fun at him."
"And you?" Sakura asked, chewing on her lip.
"I… was curious. See that mark you hand is resting on?"
At this, Sakura sprang up from the rock and looked at it closely. "This? What is this?" she pointed.
On the otherwise smooth surface of the boulder was carved a large, intricately-patterned circle with a sun and a moon on two opposite sides of it.
"Go on, you can sit," he said, and Sakura sat back down, this time, closer to Syaoran so that she could continue to stare at the strange symbol.
"I'd only seen that mark once before, and it was in my mother's office. When I asked my her about it, she refused to tell me much, only that it's called Clow's insignia," Syaoran continued to explain.
Sakura's cheek brushed against his shoulder as she turned to look up at him. "Who's Clow?"
"Clow is the name of the man who founded the Academy. Other than the fact that he was my family's predecessor, I don't know much about him – only that he was powerful," he said looking down at her. That had been a bad idea. Syaoran froze, unsure of what to do. Their faces were not two inches apart, and Sakura was biting her lip, lost in thought and looking… Syaoran looked away stiffly. Li Syaoran would not use the word "cute" to describe his dojomate.
"Wow… I never knew that there was so much to the Academy… this is not a normal school, is it?" she said slowly.
Syaoran scowled. "No, it's not. You're getting too close, Kino."
"Well sorry. I didn't mean to invade your little, private bubble," she huffed at him angrily before scooting away. "So how did you find the bump in the tree?"
"That we found about two years ago. I was leaning against the tree when the bump sank in and the rocks appeared."
"You know… I feel as if I've seen this mark somewhere before," Sakura said absentmindedly, tracing the contours of Clow's insignia.
"Really?" Syaoran asked instantly, his eyes back on her in a flash. "Where?"
"I'm not sure… it just seems familiar," she said, surprised. Her companion looked excited, eager even. "I don't remember. Maybe I've seen it somewhere in my father's books before."
"Your father?" Syaoran mumbled before turning towards her seriously. "Send to your father and request that he send you any information he has in his possession regarding Clow. If he refuses you, inform him that the Li Clan asks cordially for his cooperation."
Sakura stared at him open-mouthed. "Why are you getting so worked about this? It's just a symbol!"
"You don't understand," he said impatiently. "Just get your father to send me that information!"
"My father is dead, Syaoran," Sakura said, hurt by his insensitivity. It was only after he asked slowly, "The Duke Kino is dead?" that she realized what a huge mistake she had made.
Sakura didn't know what to do. Her emotions bounded from being wounded to being terrified. "Ah, no what I meant was… we had a falling out," she lied hastily, making her excuses up as she went. "That's- that's the reason I came to the Academy. He's dead to me as my father… I can't look at him that way anymore and asking him for something is really out of the question. Don't ask that of me, Syaoran." As she stared with dread at Syaoran, she only prayed that he would accept her half-baked story. Her mind raced, trying to come up with plausible lies that might back up her story, but she was grasping at straws.
Syaoran frowned, thinking things over slowly. He wanted to demand that she comply with his wishes anyway, but understood that the situation required some delicacy. For her benefit, he gave her a small nod and an insincere, "I'm sorry", but in his mind he was putting the pieces together. Her father was dead.
Why had it escaped his notice before? He knew for a fact that the Duke Kino didn't have a daughter; the Academy had all noble family lines on record. If she wasn't Duke Kino's child, then who was she and what was she doing here? … and how had she managed to escape detection so far? Did that mean that she had the Duke's permission to be here, disguised as his son?
"It's getting late, and you're probably still tired from this morning," Syaoran said, standing suddenly and patting the dust off of his hakama. "Let's go."
Sakura merely stared up at him wordlessly and only moved to follow when he had reached the path. He seemed to believe her, but something seemed off about his behavior, and it made her nervous.
"Syaoran… Syaoran wait for me!" she called suddenly, realizing how far ahead he was. Wasn't he the one who had said the forest was a maze? Even if most of the paths did lead back out of the forest, who was to say there wasn't another one somewhere that she could get lost in?
"Syaoran- hey Syaoran!" He was ignoring her! She scrambled to catch up, running lightly across the stone path to the other side, where he was already standing. "Wait for me-aahHH!" Sakura screamed as her right zouri slid off her foot, and she began to fall towards the water.
She shut her eyes tightly, waiting for the cold embrace of the lake below her, and indeed, she did, feel a splash fall over her body, chilling her to the bone, but she hadn't landed in the water. Emerald eyes sprung open in surprise and looked up at their savior.
"Syaoran…" Sakura shivered into his chest. He must have moved at an incredible speed to reach her before she hit the water. But now it was he, not she, who was standing knee-deep in the lake. "Um…" she peeked up at him nervously, not sure if he was angry. "Oops?"
The Li heir sighed, exasperated. "Baka, didn't I tell you to be careful on the rocks? They're slippery!"
Now that he was already wet it didn't seem to matter any more. Still holding her in his arms, Syaoran waded through the water until they reached the forest side of the lake.
"Here," he said, putting her down and handing her the small shoe. "You can walk right? I caught your zouri."
Sakura grinned up at him and took a step forward to accept her zouri back, but let out another scream and immediately stumbled back. She would have fallen, once again, had Syaoran not reached out and caught her (again).
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly, looking her over and steadying her with his arms.
Sakura felt hot tears well up in her eyes, but tried her best to not let them fall. She was such an IDIOT! Couldn't she have at least put her shoe on before taking a step? They were in a forest for kami's sake! Of course there would be sharp, pointy things waiting to mercilessly cut her foot on the ground. "It's… nothing. Just give me a second; I think I might have stepped on something," she murmured.
Her partner let out another long sigh and, before she could react, swept her up in his arms once again. "Come on," he said gruffly. He brought her over to the tree where the bump was and put her down. "Let me see."
The injury hurt, but Sakura was more embarrassed by her blunder than in actual, physical pain. "It's nothing," she said, swiping her arms at him, trying to fend him off.
"You are stubborn, aren't you?" he mumbled pushing her arms away and squatting down in front of her. Carefully, so not as to touch the cut, he raised her foot up so that he could inspect the wound.
"You stepped on a rock," he said flatly.
That was the last straw. Sakura blushed brightly and tried to pull her leg away from him, saying, "I know, I know! I'm a baka. Okay already! Just let me- OUCH!" She had moved her foot around too much, and Syaoran's thumb had pressed into the cut.
Unable to help herself this time, Sakura shed a few tears, despite her pitiful attempt to brush them away with her sleeve. She was just so stupid! Three-year-olds could probably handle themselves better than she could.
To her surprise, Syaoran's thumb wiped them away gently. "Wait here," he said.
Sakura watched as he pulled a sleeve of his gi off, revealing a black undershirt. Tearing the sleeve of his undershirt off, he walked over to the lake and placed it in the water. When he returned, he very carefully, very gently began to clean the cut on the bottom of her foot, and, in stupefied surprise, Sakura let him.
He made a total of three trips to the water, and after the third and final trip, he ripped his other sleeve off and wrapped it around her foot as a temporary bandage.
"There," he said, helping her to her feet again. She balanced on her left foot, wondering what she was going to do. If she put her zouri back on she could probably limp back to the dojo… but it would be a slow journey.
To her surprise, he bent over in front of her and said, "Get on, Kino."
Sakura felt mortified beyond belief. She hadn't had a piggyback ride since she was twelve! "You must be out of your mind."
"Unless you want to crawl back?" Syaoran offered stoically.
Defeated, she wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped. He caught her securely around her knees, and Sakura was glad he was in front and unable to see the furious blush on her face.
"For someone so small, you are certainly troublesome," he muttered. "Press the bump in the tree again. That'll make the path disappear."
Sakura did as she was told and the two of them set off into the forest once again.
After a few minutes of silent walking, Sakura mumbled into the collar of his gi, "Thank you, Syaoran." She still didn't quite believe that this was happening. The Li she had met a few months ago woke her up in the morning with death threats at the point of his sword. Now he was carrying her on his back all the way to the dojo.
He didn't respond immediately, but after a moment of a hesitation said, "I'm sorry for asking about your father." Syaoran couldn't turn around to look at her, but he felt rather than saw that she had a smile on her face.
"It's okay," she said, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck. "You didn't know."
Suddenly, she realized something very important. Could he… could he perhaps feel…? In her attempt to put some distance between his back and her chest, Sakura nearly threw herself off of him.
"What are you doing?" Syaoran yelled, trying to regain their balance. He bumped her back into place and tightened his grip around her knees. "Are you trying to fall?"
"N-No," she stuttered, trying to think of what to do. Her breasts were small and bound almost completely flat, but still, would he be able to tell?
In front of her, Syaoran realized what the problem was. The water that had splashed into her lap back at the lake had soaked through her clothes and… he understood her embarrassment. It would be best not to make a big deal out of the situation, so he coughed gruffly and scolded, "Just don't move, idiot."
Sakura hesitantly obeyed, and silence once again fell between the two of them. She shivered into his back, and Syaoran shifted slightly under her. "Cold?" he asked.
"Probably not as cold as you," she noted. His pants were, after all, soaking wet because of her.
"Wait a moment then," he said, letting her down of his back softly. Syaoran removed his gi and wrapped it around her. "There," he said. "Now get on again."
"Syaoran!" Sakura exclaimed, trying in vain to return the article of clothing. "You're colder than I am! What's wrong with you today?"
"If you get sick, I refuse to be the one stuck taking care of you. I can handle a bit of cold," he said, refusing to look her in the eye.
Reluctantly, she hopped back onto his back. "You're too nice for your own good," she said, half-admonishing, half-happy.
"And you are stupid," he retorted.
She grumbled into his neck but didn't continue with the insults as she usually would.; goosebumps were forming on his skin because of her.
"You sure you're okay?" she asked.
"Ask one more time and you're crawling home," he answered. "We're almost out of the forest anyway. And it's a good thing too, the sun is setting."
"Ah!" Sakura looked up. "I hadn't noticed."
"Well that's because you're-"
"An idiot," she finished for him. "I know already."
They… well Syaoran walked in comfortable silence back to the dojo. Time seemed to pass rather quickly and Sakura was almost sure that she had half fallen asleep on the way there, but before she knew it, they were back at the dojo.
He left her in front of her room after she insisted, red-faced, that she could dress herself (his revenge for getting him wet), and returned to his room. Now, alone in her room, Sakura carefully changed so as not to disturb her foot.
"It's a good thing I have so many bandages," she muttered to herself, removing Syaoran's makeshift wrap and replacing it with white gauze. "That feels better…"
She looked at the piece of cloth in her hand and then over at the gi lying across the room. Hesitantly, Sakura tucked the black piece of sleeve into her fresh gi and hopped over to pick up the gi he had lent her. She stared at the rough fabric wordlessly. All the way back from the forest, she'd had her face pressed against his shoulder. Whether she liked it or not, she had been forced to breath in his scent. Now, she was curious. Even though she knew there was no one else in the room, Sakura looked around her to check that no one was looking. Shyly, she pressed her nose to the gi and inhaled.
It smelled like him. She had noticed before that Syaoran always smelled like the outdoors, like a musky pine mixed with sun. Sakura folded the large shirt and hopped out of her room.
Sakura realized from the lack of lamplight that Syaoran was probably not in his room, and she could smell the scent of warm green tea wafting in from the front of the dojo. Hopping out to the front and sitting down next to him, Sakura grinned. He had laid out two cups.
"Tea?" he asked, and she nodded. After holding the cup of hot tea in her hands and taking a long drink, Sakura sighed.
"Thanks for today, Syaoran," she said.
"Would you have let me just hop by myself all the way back to the dojo?" he asked rhetorically.
She pouted at him and said, "No! Well, that too, but I meant for all of today. Thanks for showing me that place too… it was amazing."
"Ah, I see," he said shortly. Sakura looked over at him and opened her mouth to say something when he suddenly said, "I thought you might like it. I always go there when there are things on my mind. You looked troubled today."
Sakura felt her cheeks warm. "Does Eriol mind that you're sharing this secret with me?"
"No, I don't think he'd mind, he likes you," Syaoran answered.
She took another long sip of tea and enjoyed the feeling of hot liquid sliding into her stomach. There was still something else she wanted to ask.
"Syaoran…" she hesitated. "Why are you so interested in Clow?"
The candlelight flickered between them, growing brighter with every moment as the sky around them became darker and darker. She could see the fire reflecting in his eyes, and suddenly she realized that Syaoran's eyes really weren't a dark brown at all. They were more of a shade of intense amber… his eyes were mesmerizing.
Syaoran seemed unwilling to answer at first, but after he looked at her, he said, "He's the reason my father left."
"Your father?" she said. Sakura wanted to ask more, but the expression on his face clearly told her that such a question was neither welcome nor would it be answered. "I see," she said.
"And I hate mysteries, just like Eriol," Syaoran said finally, the ghost of a smile playing on his face. Sakura found herself unable to look away from him. "The challenge of solving them interests me. And you, you're surrounded by mystery, too, aren't you?"
The wind suddenly picked up, and the two of them were drowning deeper into each other's amber and emerald depths when the candlelight suddenly went out, leaving them both in darkness.
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Tsuzuku…
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Haha. I promise that the introduction of this lake, though random, will be very important in the future, so don't forget it! I thought that it was about time I got this plot moving, so here we go I suppose.
Review!!
kami – God
baka - idiot
oi – hey
hakama – samurai pants
gi – samurai top
zouri – the sandals samurai (and most everyone else back then) wore
