"Ok, we have butter, cream
cheese, bagels, and rice," Sakura checked off her list, folding it carefully
she put it in her coat pocket and began skating down the street. A baseball
cap pushed her pigtails against her head, the bumble beads were rather
uncomfortable but she'd grown to ignore their irritating pressure. It was
a miraculous
day, Sunday afternoon, shopping
for her father who would be home that evening, roller blades, green tank
top and jean shorts, Sakura glided down the street. The people on the sidewalk
were getting thicker, it was hard to move quickly as she dodged baby carriages
and punked out men in black leather.
Once getting out of downtown
she was all alone again with her thoughts, just staring at the gray covered
sidewalk with several sighs escaping her lips, "I wonder what Syaoran's
doing right now?" she suddenly asked herself out loud. Flushing immediately
she stopped next to a cherry tree and had another happy moment, the cherry
blossoms were in full bloom hiding the sidewalks with a light pink blanket.
Clutching the plastic bag tightly
in her hand Sakura looked up into the tree branches, as her eyes refocused
from her clouded thoughts, a pair of dark sapphire eyes looked into her
own and grinned.
A rather loud HOE!! escaped
from Sakura's lips as Eriol Hiiragizawa jumped down from the tree and greeted
the Mistress of Cards politely, "Good afternoon Sakura-san," he said rising
from his bow, "What brings you outside on this fair afternoon?"
Sakura was flustered, Eriol
always was so kind to her, "I-I had to go grocery shopping, for my dad."
She muttered looking down at the pavement trying not to look up at his
gentle midnight gaze. Eriol stepped closer and reached out his hand.
"Take my hand I want to try
something," he said with a small snicker, Sakura lowered her grocery bag
to the sidewalk and lifted her hand shaky, before it was even above her
waist, Eriol took it and quickly, clutching it softly, then asked quietly,
"Are you a dumb blonde or a smart brunette?"
Sakura immediately took that
statement for an insult and was going to pull away, when his laughing navy
eyes calmed her, "A smart brunette." Sakura stated somewhat sharply, she
tried to keep herself focused on him. His eyes lit up weakly, then he lifted
his other hand and pointed directly between Sakura's eyes, inches from
her skin.
She flinched expecting pain,
when Eriol asked clearly, "Am I touching you?" Moving his index finger
slowly around the crest of the Card Captors nose she watched it slowly
like it would strike without warning.
"No..." she answered slowly
still glaring at the slow movement, Eriol chuckled again lifting his other
hand, which showed that she was still holding his hand, Sakura looked at
their hands and flushed weakly with anger, "That was mean!!" Sakura bladed
forward and weakly punched the raven haired boy weakly. He let her hit
him in a shoulder and laughed at her feeble attempts to get him back.
"Someone is a dumb blonde,"
he whispered walking around her, being on her roller blades she couldn't
spin around as fast as she liked.
"I am not!" Sakura insisted
turning around to see him mocking her.
Eriol pulled out one of Sakura's
honey brown hairs, "Look it's the colour of a cornfield." he lied dangling
it in front of her eyes. Sakura trying to turn far to quickly, lost her
balance. And despite his normal joking attitude Eriol caught her and helped
her back to her feet.
"You ok?" he still holding
her limply.
"H-Hai," she nodded, flushing
weakly. Sakura tried to get up to her feet, with her wheels she slipped
once again and toppled back down onto the British boy's chest. He smiled
down at her with gentle eyes. Sakura flushed but was to embarrassed to
move. Something tingled in the back of her mind, it was close by and felt
angry. Eriol helped her to her feet, when a green glow was waving through
the leaves of a nearby shrub caught her eyes. Sakura curious glided over
and peered down through the foliage.
"You see something?" Eriol
asked walking up behind her. Sakura turned to him but still tried to keep
her attention of the glowing shrub.
"I feel something..." she said
quietly pushing aside several branches, her mind told her immediately what
it was. The familiar aura she treasured as much as her own, her beloved
Syaoran. Within an instant the green glowing disappeared, Sakura uncovered
the ground she was surprised to find a small black pendant lying on the
ground.
"He was going to draw his sword."
Sakura realized lifting the small object, the miniature version of Syaoran's
sword dangled from gold chain, "When did he get this?" Sakura thought fingering
the chain with a gentle grasp.
"What is it?" Eriol asked pushing
in through the short branches. Sakura hide the pendant in her pocket and
stood up abruptly.
"I didn't find anything," she
said gliding over to her grocery bag. Eriol lifted one of his eyebrows
at her and trotted forward.
"Then what are you hiding?"
he asked tapping her hip where the pendant was being kept. Sakura flushed
and started to skate away.
"It's just my compact." Sakura
lied picking up her pace. She didn't know how Eriol had gotten in front
of her but after she looked back to find him Eriol was standing in front
of her with his arms crossed.
"I'm not falling for that,"
he said sharply, "A beautiful cherry blossom such as yourself has no use
for makeup." Sakura flushed and tried to skate around him.
"So maybe I bought it for the
mirror." Sakura lied again trying to get past him.
"Whatever you say, Sakura-san,"
Eriol said taking her hand, she turned around to see him kiss it lightly.
Flushing more dramatically Sakura waited until he released it before trying
to go forward, "Be careful Sakura-san it looks like rain." Eriol shouted
as she began skating forward.
The Card Mistress paused and
looked up at the sky, it remained a shimmery baby blue without any hint
of changing, "There isn't even-" she began turning back to protest to the
raven haired boy, but she could only discover that he was no longer in
his footprints.
"Eriol-kun..." she whispered
looking clutching her hand to her chest.
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The Guardian Beast of the Seal
let out a sigh, "It's been far to quiet lately." he muttered floating the
Clow Cards around his head. Each card remained silent, twirling and dancing
around him as a light yellow aura illuminated his eyes.
"Cards made by Clow, answer
my question, what is the future going to unfold, for the Card Captor Sakura
and her rival gaki?" The golden eyed guardian asked. As if the Clow Cards
nodded with response, they shuffled in the air and lay themselves out in
a diamond divination.
Kero-chan flapped over to the
top card and turned it over lightly, "Return," he paused thinking quickly
over the meaning, "Something known yet unknown, coming from the past to
the present." Kero swooped down to the bottle card, "Bubble..." Another
moment of silence, "Well it's good for cleaning... but this bubble indicates
protection and shielding." Rather confused the golden eyed plush toy landed
on Sakura's desk and turned over the three middle cards, "Freeze, Song,
Mist." Thinking quickly he couldn't picture what the cards we're telling
him. They were all different in their own ways, but they had to mean something
or they wouldn't have appeared. The cards remained silent, they couldn't
speak when sealed in their card form. Sakura was out grocery shopping,
she wouldn't be home for awhile soon. The Clow Cards were pushed out of
Kero's mind when a large picture of a bowl of pudding tickled his senses.
A bit of unsightly drool trailed down his face, the Clow Cards chuckled
at his appearance and whispered to the others who couldn't see.
Erasing the beautiful sugary
confection from his mind, he focused on the three middle cards, "Freeze,
Song, Mist..." still drawing a blank Kero sat down and concentrated slowly
on these three cards, "Freeze, to keep one away from something, elegant,
yes, but deadly, Song a beautiful tone a harmony a peace, Mist a destroyer...."
The Guardian Beast was more confused then before he'd asked the Cards for
help. Sighing he floated into his desk drawer and took a nap.
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The sun was shining brightly
through Tomoyo's bedroom windows, the air remained crisp and clear, while
little birds chirped in the trees and sang sweetly to anything that passed
underneath them. Tomoyo was pacing back and forth concentrating extremely
tensely on something. Occasionally tossing a long strand of hair over her
shoulder, she had a pencil behind her ear and a stern looking expression
pained her face. There was an open note book on her bed which contained
a drawing that had a lot of detail put into it, a sun dress, possibly for
Sakura to wear, or maybe for herself. Even though it was black and white
it appeared to be very well thought out and precise. Almost like it was
trying it's hardest to look cheerful.
"Hmm a yellow ribbon, right
here!" Tomoyo said grabbing her pencil from behind her ear and sketching
the ribbon in. Sticking the pencil back in her mouth she smiled contently.
The ribbon dangled weakly about the neck of the dress, which could only
be assumed would be used for a hair ribbon or something of the sort.
"Perfect! Sakura will look
so kawaii in this," she said flopping down onto her bed next to her sketch
pad. She tore off the paper and put in a pile along with many more drawings.
Most of them turned out to be dresses or costume for Sakura to wear in
Tomoyo's videos but the occasional bird or flower snuck it's way in.
It had been awhile
since Sakura Kinomoto the newest Mistress of the Clow Cards had gone on
any card captures, but Tomoyo still felt the desire to record Sakura ever
chance she found possible. Today she'd finished nearly twenty dresses for
Sakura to wear that summer, one for everyday they went to the beach. And
if a Clow Card were to show up then she'd have a costume ready to go. If
the mood struck her she'd even make little matching collars for Kero-chan,
Sakura's Guardian Beast of the Clow Cards.
"Mother always says that a
picture makes memories more permanent," Tomoyo said to herself, she lifted
her pad and put it in her lap. Picking up her pencil she started on a new
body sketch to add a dress to, first the head with the two pigtails then
the outline of the slender face, down the neck and shoulders, the torso
and middle, and finally the leg and the feet. She never drew any of these
lines darkly, for they were soon to be erased and converted into elegant
dining wear, or tighter sport suits, or playful summer dresses. Humming
as she work she sketched an elbow length sleeve and a 'v' shaped neck strap.
Her smiled faded with one silent
though causing her pencil to crash on the page, "Why does mother insist
on getting me so many cameras?" she said out loud. She'd been thinking
about that for a long time, her mother gave her, her first camera when
she was three years old, to take pictures of birds that would sing outside
her windows, but why did she get digital cameras, 35 millimeters cameras,
tape recorders, slide projectors. She loved taking photographs and movies,
but it was almost like her mother was forcing her to.
"I really do enjoy taking pictures
of Sakura," she said reaching for her pencil and adding lace around the
sleeves and collar of her new dress idea, "Mother seems to encourage me
to do it too. I wonder why sometimes that she wants me to make all these
dresses, to make Sakura look cuter, but recently it's almost like I'm wasting
my time. There are hasn't been any cards to capture..."
"Mother never took enough pictures
of Nadeshiko," Tomoyo answered herself after a long appalling silence,
"She feels that since Nadeshiko is gone, that she didn't have enough images
of her to remember her by. And she wants me to take so many pictures because
she feels that she is living threw Sakura. She's worried that if Sakura
ever dies before I do that I'll miss her like she misses her cousin."
Several tears welted up in
her eyes, at the thought of Sakura ever leaving her for ever. It was a
heart wrenching feeling that she could only explain in her mind. It made
her angry but filled her with sorrow that she couldn't control either emotion
any longer and it became overwhelming.
"Mother misses Nadeshiko,"
she said softly still talking to herself, another thought seemed to fill
her mind when her lips turned up angrily and with a yelp of frustration
she grabbed the center of the picture and squeezed it in her hand, "I will
never lose my Sakura-chan, we will always be best friends and we will never
be separated!"
Tomoyo's eyes turned nearly
red as an image of Syaoran filled her brain, Sakura loved Syaoran and Tomoyo
knew it even if Sakura wouldn't admit it to her. A deep rage from her heart
stuck in her throat so she couldn't scream in fury. Her breathing became
harsher and deeper, she bit her bottom lip while several lines of thought
appeared in her forehead, "We will never be separated," she repeated to
herself, it sounded like she was trying to keep her head about it but the
stress of her throat made if nearly impossible to sound even the slightest
bit relaxed.
After a minute or so of this
tiring stress Tomoyo lost all the strength in her and slowly fell onto
her knees. Weakly getting up, she looked at the broken paper and flattened
it over her knee. Her eyes lightened and as though a sheet of glass shattered
and reformed in her head as contact lens, her amethyst eyes over flowed
with drowsy giggles. A strange smile formed on her mouth, like she was
to intoxicated to think straight. And in this state, she began to scribbling
across the paper. Her skin was turning paler then ever, her once rosy coloured
lips faded drastically, as she dug the pencil deeper into her work.
Her speed was incredible yet
the drawing was remarkably beautiful. No artist could have done any better
a job drawing a single dress no matter if it had taken them twenty years
to prefect.
Once her drawing satisfied
her she dashed over to the closet and nearly tore the weak door off it's
hinges opening it. There was a sewing box on her closet floor that was
full of ribbons and little scraps of felt, she yanked it out with all her
might, and pulled out a long silky yellow ribbon. Hoping over to her dresser
she lifted a pair of silver scissors and snipped the ribbon in two.
"These will match perfectly,"
she stated shacking them up and down. Giggles began creeping up her throat
as she laughed loudly, her laugh was high pitched but extremely playful.
She jumped across her room and started spinning. She hadn't taken ballet
lessons but one could tell she would be a natural, twirling and jumping
with joy. Landing elegantly on her bed she leaped up onto the mantle piece
and landed perfectly, balanced with delicacy she fly down and floated back
onto her bed. The ribbons still clutched in her hands she started laughing,
barely stopping to breath, and before long she'd laughed herself to sleep.
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"Oh great.." a dripping wet
Sakura mumbled yanking the water out of her pigtails, "Why did it start
raining all of a sudden...."
"Be careful Sakura-san it looks
like rain....." Eriol's voice echoed through Sakura's head.
"It's just a coincidence,"
Sakura told herself unlocking her front door and hopping inside, an irregular
shape in her pocket made it uncomfortable for her to sit down, she took
off her roller blades and reached into her pocket. The black pendant sparkled
in the dim lights of her hallway as she flushed.
"Syaoran...." the chestnut
haired girl sighed swinging the pendant back in forth from it's chain.
*tick *tock *tick *tock. It rocked back in forth like the pendulum of a
clock. Footsteps alluded Sakura's sense as a rather annoying older sibling
of Sakura's peered down the hallway.
"Kaijuu, what took you so long?"
he asked beginning to walk towards her. Grabbing the miniature sword quickly
she threw the chain over her neck and tucked it down her shirt.
"It was busy at the market."
Sakura lied, the pendant under her tank top started glowing underneath
her limp tank top, it burnt her skin, she held in a loud 'Hoe'!! as she
quickly tore her other roller blade off. Ignoring her older brothers insult
she quickly threw the bag to her brother and darted upstairs before he
could ask any more questions.
Once reaching the top of the
wooden stairs she threw the pendant off her neck, it crashed onto the floor.
Sakura looked down her shirt, and gasped at a large red burn on her skin,
it was strange that the mark had a distinctive pattern, it sort of looked
like a crab, the small hard shelled creature was inflamed on her pale skin.
Sakura head for the bathroom and pulled her shirt down slowly to reveal
the burn in the mirror, it was strangely in detail with the lines of the
craws pinchers and the shine of the hard shell were bright in the silver
reflection.
Sakura grabbed a washcloth
and soaked it in cold water, pressing it against her chest the burn reacted
and short out little pain sparks at her. Removing the cloth the burn almost
cooled until Sakura could barely feel it, but the scar looked like it would
be permanent.
"I'll have to
hide it from Onni-chan, or he'll think I got a tattoo." Sakura thought
mentally letting the pale green fabric hide her burn. Opening the bathroom
door Sakura saw the black pendant sparkling innocently up at her from the
wooden floor. Kneeling next to it she slowly lifted it up by the gold chain.
Nothing seemed to be wrong with it, the feeling that her Syaoran gave her,
covered it but it was weaker then the real Syaoran would be.
"I'll just ask him about it
tomorrow." Sakura said headed towards her room, it still frightened her
but she felt more confident knowing that it was her secret loves.
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"Sakura will be here soon..."
Tomoyo thought posing her camera ready to record her friends arrival on
one of their last days of school, people walked past her, like nothing
was special about her recording a blank street. 'She's just waiting for
Sakura' one boy muttered to a curious girl who watched the long haired
photographer as she hit pause.
"Maybe Sakura's late again.."
Tomoyo thought lowering her camera to her waist. A light hand touched her
shoulder, Tomoyo turned slowly and stared blankly at a gentle gaze.
"Ohayo Tomoyo-san," Eriol said
still resting his hand on her shoulder. Tomoyo looked down, the British
boy couldn't cheer her up now, she wanted to see Sakura. Although she did
have a slight crush on the foreign exchange student she didn't want his
attention right now, she could be missing kawaii shots.
"Ohayo, Eriol-kun," Tomoyo
said weakly, her camera drooped a bit more as she turned away from the
sapphire eyed boy.
"The bell is going to ring
soon," he said refusing to let her go, as if it appeared from no where
Eriol held a scarlet rose in front of Tomoyo's eyes, "Why don't we head
inside..." Tomoyo was going to protest but when taking the flower and inhaling
it's miraculous scent she couldn't help herself but follow him towards
the school like a puppet on a marionette.
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"Tra la la la la," The brown
haired, Nakuru sang skipping down the street. Her regular high energy level
seemed to have exploded that morning as she headed towards another long
day at school. A tickling sense erupted in Nakuru's mind, a familiar magical
energy. She stopped in her tracks, the back of her shoes skid to a stop
as the tickling sensation in her mind grew stronger. An aura she'd love
to drain. Looking up into the morning sun, the cherry blossoms sang sweetly
entrancing people with their scent. Nakuru saw the branches on the tree,
they were relatively close to the grown, with her sneakers on she could
easily climb it. Although the skirt would be rather constricting.
Looking behind her, she saw
a bike peddling down the street, "Perfect timing," she whimpered stepping
up into the tree. One familiar raven haired boy drove underneath her, she
elegantly slipped off the branch and tried to land behind him, missing
the small foot rest she hit the sidewalk with an embarrassing thud*.
Toya heard the smack she made
when she fell, although not knowing the owner of the sound he pressed the
handle brake and pulled over to check if who ever it was, was hurt, "Ohayo
Toya!" a female voice shouted, he felt a griping hand hug his back and
he looked down at a earthy haired girl who squealed in delight at his presence.
"Nakuru," he said with a sigh,
Nakuru usually bothered him with her hanging around him. Toya got back
on his bike, Nakuru didn't ask but climbing up behind him and gently leaned
up against his back. Continuing to petal and trying to ignore the persistent
girl, Toya pedaled a little bit harder, he was feeling weak inside his
head, his vision clouded then sharpened, looking down at the front tire
Toya smiled at a golden sparkle on his left hand. Seeing the beautiful
ring that graced his finger, Toya pushed the Nakuru's clammy hands out
of his mind, as far away as the next planet nothing mattered to him except
true love, his...
"TOYA!!" Nakuru shouted loudly
ducking behind him, Toya hit the breaks and skid to a stop, perhaps inches
before crashing into a telephone pole. He blinked repeatedly and stepped
off his bike. Nakuru leaped off the bike into his arms with yelped in fright.
"So scared so scared," she
muttered hugging him tightly. Toya sighed and lowered her to the feet.
She refused to let go of him, this was a perfect chance to steel some more
of his magical energy. Footsteps headed towards them, Nakuru perched her
head on his shoulder and glared as a familiar light haired boy ran towards
them. A frown of disapproval graced his face, seeing Nakuru hugging Toya
even tighter, she smiled evilly and glared at the flaxen haired boy, he
circled around them and looked up at Toya with sympathy. Toya smiled back
at him despite his struggle with Nakuru he held out his hand and they greeted
each other.
"Ohayo, Toya," Yuki said calmly,
Nakuru spun around quickly pushing Toya behind her. Her ruby eyes still
glared at the pale boy who continued smiling like her like she was nothing.
"Ohayo Yucky," she said finally
releasing Toya from her protective grasp. She'd taken her full of magical
energy and didn't want to drain the boy any more then she had.
After a brief moment of silence,
Nakuru was perched on top of Toya's handlebars, Yuki holding on to him
from behind. Neither speaking to the other, while Nakuru continued chattering
about the weather, the beautiful cherry blossoms, what her classes were
like, other pointless artifacts. Occasionally Yuki or Toya would answer
a simple 'yeah', 'right' or 'I guess so'. Nakuru didn't seem to notice
that they weren't paying any attention to her, she thought they were, zapping
more energy from Toya every minute, he was starting to feel the side effects
all over his body.
Almost like he was nodding
off, Toya's head started to droop, Yuki put his hand on Toya's shoulder,
"You ok?" he asked pulling his tired friend back upright.
"I should be fine," Toya said
weakly standing on the petals and pushing a little bit harder to keep going
at a steady pace. Yukito still looked at Toya slightly concerned, but didn't
mention anything else. His brown eyes were silent, slightly tearful and
worried. Having a hard time keeping up with the pace of pedaling three
people, Toya's head fell again, this time crashing into Nakuru's back.
She immediately yelped and turned around, seeing that it was Toya she bent
over and hugged him to her chest.
"Oh Toya I knew you'd care
about me someday." Nakuru said with a childish giggle. If Yukito ever got
angry this was one of those times, his once concerned eyes now flashed
cold anger, Nakuru looked up at him and stuck out her tongue. Toya pushed
on the bike break weakly, as they slowed down to a stop Yuki balanced the
bike and continued to shoot lighting bolts at the brown haired giggling
school girl.
"Toya you ok?" Yukito asked
pulling him harshly off Nakuru's chest. She then glared at the light haired
boy and scowled. Toya had fallen asleep, Yuki lifted him off the bike and
let it crash to the ground, "He needs to rest, I'm taking him home," Yuki
explained sharply, easily lifting the sleeping raven haired boy into his
arms Nakuru slapped him in the back of his head. Yukito ignored her and
started walking down the sidewalk, Nakuru shouted something incoherently
and lifted Toya's bike up off the ground.
"I'm coming to check on him
Yucky." Nakuru shouted as Yuki turned the corner holding her energy source
like a baby.
"Toya...." Yuki questioned
after turning the corner, he shook his friend weakly trying to wake him.
Toya's head fell forward weakly, he wasn't going to get up that easy, "Come
on Toya," Yuki said trying to wake him again. Someone came closer to them,
Yuki could feel something familiar coming closer, the nearly white haired
boy looked down the side walk and smiled weakly as a young roller balder
headed towards them.
"Hoe?" he heard Sakura question
as she pulled up next to her brother, "What's wrong with him Yuki?" Sakura
asked rather flustered.
"He just needs some rest,"
Yuki said feeling Toya's forehead, "He feels weak, we shoulder get him
home."
Sakura was still flushing magenta
as Yuki easily lifted Toya off the ground, "Isn't he heavy?" Sakura asked
concerned for the angel haired boy. Yuki smiled down at her, causing her
to darken scarlet.
"You'd better get to school,
no need to worry about me." Yuki said hoisting Toya over his shoulder,
"Is the front door unlocked?"
"Hai! Dad's home, he'll let
you in." Sakura responded quickly, with a slightly bow she turned and skated
away down the sidewalk, glancing back until her brother was out of sight,
"Oh..." Sakura mentally thought as she rode up to the school gate, "I should
have showed Yuki my burn...."
Sakura cursed herself inside
her head, took hand of the gate and swung inside the school yard. She'd
have to petal fast the bell was about to chime. Yanking off her roller
blades forcefully Sakura tied her sneakers and dashed down the hall towards
her classroom.
5.....
4......
3....
2....
"Ohayo!" the tired emerald
eyed girl stated falling onto the floor of her classroom, the chiming from
the bell tower started the beginning of Sakura's first class, math. Tomoyo
was smiling gleefully as Sakura took her seat, she looked back at Syaoran
and blushed to discover that he was staring at her. Sakura smiled weakly
and turned back around after a small wave.
Syaoran immediately started
blushing, but Sakura found it strange that Tomoyo hadn't recorded this
reaction, she sat silent staring forward as Mr. Tomeda began class.
"If everyone could take out their
homework from last night, we will begin." he announced writing the topic
of discussion on the board. Clattering chairs and shuffling papers filled
the room with chatter leaving Sakura enough time to talk with her rival
in Card Capting.
"Syaoran, meet me outside during
break by the fountain." Sakura whispered spinning back around quickly.
Mr. Tomeda gave her a harsh look, but Sakura shook it off and smiled innocently
up at her teacher. Syaoran couldn't believe his ears, him.... and Sakura....
alone outside, without her videotaped diary or an annoying cousin. What
could possibly be better.
"Syaoran," an irritating somewhat
shrilled voice hissed in his ear, Syaoran turned to see his 'beloved' Chinese
cousin Meiling fixing him with one of her ruby eyed stares, "Answer the
question..."
"Nani?" Li looked down at his
homework, which was completed with a fine pen hand, "What question at we
on??"
"Mr. Li please take a seat
out in the hallway." Mr. Tomeda snapped sharply digging the chalk into
the blackboard, this was obviously not a day to mess with the engaged teacher.
Tucking his papers away Syaoran stood up, pushed in his chair and walked
calmly out into the hallway. Tomoyo smiled gleefully at the Chinese boy's
disappearance, pulling out her video camera she pointed the little screen
at Sakura and giggled like a baby who'd received sweets.
Sakura sweat dropped at the
new attention her best friend was giving her, Tomoyo seemed to be off in
a dreamy daze as the hour ticked on slowly.
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"Where is she???" Syaoran asked
himself sitting up on the white stone that surrounded the fountain. It's
crystal water sparkled in the sunlight and revealed his reflection to him.
He noticed that for the first time in awhile his eyes were sad, not harsh
or cold, but truly sad. A bright glare flashed in his eyes as he heard
footsteps running towards him.
Sakura, his secret love dashed
forward, faster then even dash could make her. She skidded to a stop next
to him, sat down and started panting hard. Syaoran almost truly laughed
when he saw the newest outfit Tomoyo must have given her. Bright pink with
white puffy clouds scattering it. It was rather lower cut and Syaoran couldn't
help my flush at her new appearance. She seemed rather embarrassed herself
as she held her left hand between her collarbones.
"You'll get it trouble not
wearing your uniform," he said trying to break the silence, the female
Card Captor was still having breathing difficulties but replied weakly.
"Try telling that to Tomoyo-chan
will you." Sakura said looking up at him with pleading eyes. There was
a long awkward silence when Sakura took something from her backpack and
dangled it in front of his eyes, "I found this yesterday, on my way home
from shopping."
"My sword?" Syaoran asked confused,
taking the pendant in his hand he stared at it strangely to discover that
his little sword was indeed inside the small black sphere. But holding
the chain he noticed it was made of gold not the complimentary black string.
"I lost it, after training
Saturday morning." Syaoran said throwing it around his neck, "Meiling got
mad at me and dropped it in pond outside my house.... Where did you find
it?"
"In some shrubbery, by my house,"
Sakura explained, still keeping her hand firmly pressed against her chest,
"Eriol-kun stopped to talk to me and it was underneath a small bush on
the ground..." At the mention of Eriol's name Sakura could have sworn that
Syaoran's green aura shot out slightly with anger. A weak growled escaped
from the male Card Captor, but when Sakura looked up at him he only flushed
and turned away.
"Why did you want me to meet
you here?" Syaoran asked suddenly without warning, Sakura was taken back
when she moved her hand aside and revealed the circular crab burn that
remained on her chest. Syaoran looked concerned as she outlined it with
his finger, "How did that happen?"
"When I found your pendant,"
Sakura explained slowly, "I threw it over my neck so I wouldn't lose it,
after a minute or so it started to get warm and then this shape appeared....
Do you know what it means?" Syaoran was slightly hurt, his sword had caused
his beloved Mistress of Clow Cards pain, he swore to himself that he would
prevent her from any injury as long as he could.
"My, pendant, gave you that?"
Syaoran asked pressing his thumb against it, Sakura nodded slowly and reached
into the fountain.
"Watch this," she said getting
her fingers wet, she dabbed the burn weakly, Sakura waited for the short
stingy life before, but to her immediate surprise, nearly exploded in white
hot pain. The pain went straight from the burn and through the rest of
her body. If she'd caught on fire it wasn't likely to compare with the
burning sensation in her chest. Syaoran shouted her name several times,
but the pain was getting so strong that Sakura could barely see any longer.
Looking up for relief from Syaoran, Sakura closed her eyes and fell off
the fountain and onto the sidewalk, twitching lightly with each new jolt
from her flaming scar.
