Title: One More Day
Author: Feit
Site: http://atare.com
E-Mail: hawk_witch@hotmail.com
Quote of the Chapter:
"If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to
the trees."
Kahlil Gibran
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Bug CLAMP, I only own the twisted mind that makes such twisted
fics.
Sakura: ooooh! *shuts up and lets readers read the fic... the event of the summer, the event
of the fic, the event of Sakura's life..*
*author shuts up too*
-- Chapter 9 - Answers --
Sakura's eyes widened, and her hand fell back to side. She stepped forward slowly before
breaking into a run. She hugged the person who was earlier standing before her. It was good
to see an old friend. "Meilin!"
Meilin smiled and hugged her friend in return. She pulled from Sakura's grasp and looked into
her friend's eyes. "You don't really think Syaoran hates you, do you?" She asked. She watched
as Sakura took in a stinging breath, and nodded sadly, averting her gaze. Meilin's face
softened. "Silly Sakura."
"Nani?" Sakura looked up at her sharply in suprise.
"I said, silly Sakura."
"But why?"
Meilin sighed before leading her cousin's love to a bench and sat down beside her. She sat in
silence, trying to think of the right words, and listening to the crickets and the evening
birds. A wind rustled agian, as if signaling Meilin to break the building tension. "Sakura,
he doesn't hate you, he never could. He loves you more than anyone else, and there is no way
he could hurt you on purpose." Meilin kept her eyes on Sakura's expression. Sakura's eyes
lightened slightly at Meilin's words, but her sad expression still remained.
"Meilin," she started, "If he doesn't really hate me, why did he sound so mad?"
"He was pained, Sakura. He didn't want to leave."
"Oh." She said. She was still doubtful, Meilin could tell.
"Sakura," she began, "You still don't believe me?"
Sakura shook her head silently.
"Why not?"
Sakura sighed. "He hasn't tried to contact me," she said, her tone depressed. "It's been
three weeks."
"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. You really need more faith in him."
"Huh?"
"The Clan won't let him contact anyone. He can't even write in a diary if he wanted to. The
only people he CAN speak to are members of the clan, and there's very few he knows he can
trust."
"Why do they confine him like that?" Sakura asked, her anger beginning to rise. "He's human,
and not a pet! He's also the future Clan Leader, you'd think they'd be smart enough to treat
him with respect!"
"They do treat him with respect," Meilin said, catching herself offguard with her
defensiveness.
"But they don't give him the privilages everyone else in the Clan has." Sakura stated
as-a-matter-of-factly.
"The Clan Elders feel that being away so long has changed him negatively. They are trying to
'fix the mistake,' or so that say."
"Or so they say," Sakura repeated.
Meilin sighed heavily. She agreed wholeheartedly with Sakura. But it was not her place to
fight the Clan, especially since she had no magic.
Sakura waited until her nerves were calmed once more. A smile slipped upon her face. "He
loves me?"
"Yea," Meilin whispered. "He loves you." Her eyes almost fell sadly, but she was happy for
her cousin. He deserved the best.
"Will he come back?" Sakura asked softly.
"If everything goes how we planned, then yes. If something goes wrong, doubtedly." Meilin
stated. "But if something does go wrong, we have a backup plan."
"We?"
"You'll know later."
Sakura stood to go back into the ballroom, then turned to face Meilin once more. The image
she gave made her look like an angel. The light glowed around her, and caused the glitter on
her skin to come alive. She seemed ethereal as she stood there, standing with a new look on
her own heart and her future.
Meilin looked back upon her, and smiled lightly, recieving just a curious look from Sakura.
"What is it?" she asked. The evening birds stopped singing and the crickets stopped chirping.
The wind blew slightly, causing only the trees' murmur to fill the silence.
"What did you mean?"
"What do you mean, 'What did I mean?'" Meilin countered.
"When you said, 'I told you it would be someday soon.' What did you mean?"
Meilin smiled weakly. "I was hoping to warn you Syaoran would be forced to go back to Hong
Kong."
"But you have no magic. How did you cause the premonition?"
"Eriol, of course," she beamed.
Sakura laughed musically. It would be like Eriol to do something like that. He always
attempted, and did, help by causing mischeif. 'No wonder why Tomoyo loves him,' Sakura
thought.
Sakura sat back down next to Meilin. "I don't understand what part of that message meant. 'I
promise'?"
"Eriol thought it'd sound nicer." she replied.
"And the letter?"
"I never sent a letter."
"Odd," Sakura murmured, thinking about it.
"I'd forget about it, if I were you."
"Why?"
"Eriol probably sent it."
"True." Sakura leaned over and hugged Meilin again. "Thank you."
"Anytime," Meilin said as she returned the hug. "Anytime."
"Hello Meilin, Sakura," Eriol said as he came out to the garden, his hand linked with
Tomoyo's. Tomoyo was wearing a silver grey dress with sleeves and embroderies in bluegrey.
Sakura eyed the connection and smiled knowingly at the couple, who blushed equally. Yes
indeed, she did know.
"Hey Eriol," Meilin replied.
"How's my cute little relative?"
"As far as I know, he's fine," She said, wary of Sakura's gaze, upon her. "I saw him the
other week after he was taken back, that one time I went. Then I came back here."
"And my other cute little relative?" Eriol asked, getting an elbow in his ribs from Tomoyo.
Meilin laughed. "I'm just fine, thank you."
Sakura yawned, and shook her head to get the sleepiness out. "Excuse me!"
Tomoyo grinned. "You want to go ahead to the guest room and sleep Sakura? You had a busy
day," she chuckled at the memories.
Sakura grinned. "Yea," she felt like yawning again, but supressed it. For the first night in
three weeks, she'd sleep soundly.
Sakura slipped through the crowded ball room and into the secluded hallways beyond. The
mansion was gloomy when one was alone, depsite the cheery colors. Sakura padded along,
looking over her shoulder warily, and pausing before every door and confronting hallway,
peering before she took another step. The empty hallways glowed eerily and echoed her every
footfall with a ringing 'click-tap, click-tap' of the heel and toe of her shoe.
Whispers seemed to float to Sakura's ears as she neared the door to the guestroom. The
whispers grew into hushed voices as she reached the doorframe.
"When?"
A pause. Sakura forced down a gasp. 'Kero!'
"No no! That's not going to work! How would I ruin everything if I was in the wrong COUNTRY?"
Kero shushed his own voice down. "Gomen," he said.
"Yea, Sakura's at that ball." He said, his voice dripping with undescribably evil and
slyness.
"She certainly loved that dress...." he commented. "... too bad... yea... un hun."
Kero's rang out loudly, filled with the sound of triumph, "Perfect! We'll KILL them with
that! They wouldn't know what hit them!" He squeaked as a harsh, and static-protected voice
hushed him angrily. "So should we begin here in Japan, or China?"
"Foil the plan on purpose? But why?" Kero responded to a voice Sakura could not hear. "Oh!
Ok! I get it." A pause. "No, you don't need to remind me, not a word to anyone."
"Ok, lemme get this straight. We pretend to go along with whatever they are up to?" Kero
hummed an understanding. "Then we mess it all up and begin OUR plan in China." Another pause.
"Good, I can do that."
"What else? I can't think of anything else... you?" The air hung dreadfully silent and
Sakura's heart raced, pounding so hard she was afraid Kero would notice it. "Good, good. Ok,
Ja ne! Talk to you later... Zurui, ri. Hai." his voice began to be irritated. "Hai, hai!
Naiou. Ja Ne!" A loud, yet muffled, bang ensued afterword.
Sakura squeezed her eyes shut, willing her heart and breathing to slow down. 'What is going
ON!?' she thought worriedly. She felt her heart disappear into it's steady rythm once more
and she entered. "Hello, Kero! Good night, Kero!" She said as she rushed to the bathroom to
shower and change into her PJs. She climbed into bed, sighing. 'Some peaceful night's sleep,'
she thought, her mind's voice dripping with sarcasm.
-- End of Chapter 9 - Answers --
Sorry my readers for the short chapters! This took me 5 pages, front and back by hand (I
wrote it during summerschool) and I STILL don't like the length. Forgive me!
Japanese Translations:
------- nani ------------- what
------- gomen ------------ sorry
------- ja ne ------------ good bye
------- Zurui ------------ sly
------- ri --------------- clever
------- Hai -------------- yes
------- Naiou ------------ secret understanding
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