Sakura in Paris 2
Part Nineteen: Theories
Raye (breathing heavily): Run ... Run ..... Must run away..... Far away.....
Lizzie: Hiya!!
Raye: AHHHHHHHHH!!!! *(^O^)*
(Suddenly, a high-pitched, terror-filled shriek rents the air. Everyone skids to a stop.)
Sakura: Wh-wh-what was that?
Psycho (eagerly): Sounded like a banshee or a ghost!
Sakura: Eeek!
(She promptly jumps into Li's arms.)
Max: No, it was too high and girlish to be a ghost.
Ms. Sinic: Huh, must have been Ameoba Boy.
Raye: Yo, paramecium!! Where are you?
Ameoba Boy (distantly): I'm hanging off a rocky cliff by my fingernails!!!
Raye: Oh, okay. Guys, let's commence our panicked running, shall we?
Ameoba Boy: WHAT ABOUT ME?!?! '*0*'
Max: What about you?
Ameoba Boy: HELP ME!!!! '*O*'
{Disclaimer}
(Raye is dancing about, humming to the tune of "If I Only Had A Brain".)
Ms. Sinic: Uh, Raye?
Raye: Hmmm?
Max: What the hell are you doing now?
Raye: Interperative dance.
Ms. Sinic: Really. Well, what the hell are you trying to interperate?
Raye: I call this, "I Wish I Owned CCS, For Clamp Does".
(Max looks to Sinic.)
Ms. Sinic: Right, you get the meds, I get the straightjacket.
Max: You're so damned psychic, it's not even funny.
"Madison, you should be resting," Sakura said in a hopeless voice, trying to push Madison back onto the bed.
"Sakura, I can't," Madison gasped out painfully. Her throat was wrapped with thick bandages, but the doctor had assured the very worried household that she'd be alright with rest and time to heal. "Shawn needs me."
"Shawn needs you to get better." Sakura said firmly. "You can't help him otherwise."
"Sakura, please say you know how to get to him." Madison pleaded, tears filling her eyes. "How to find that place, Frainria."
Sakura sighed, looking down. "Li and Kero are working on it. They think they have an idea, but . . ."
Madison's tears trickled down her face. "But they don't think they can help Shawn?"
Sakura was silent.
"Sakura, you didn't hear him, just before he left. I did," Madison said with a stifled sob. "He told me he cares about me, and asked me to never forget him. And I can't, Sakura, no matter how hard I try. And frankly, I don't want to. I care about him so much, Sakura. How would you feel if it was Li that this all happened to?"
Sakura remained silent.
Madison continued on, gasping for breath through the painfully thick bruises. "I think I love him, Sakura, and I think he loves me, too. Why else would he have done what he did? And Sakura, I miss him so very much. I want him back. I want to hold him and tell him how thankful I am that I know him, that he's in my life.
"Sakura, he's had such a sad past, in this life and every other, just because of Garlin. No matter how hard he tries to be happy, that demon always destroys it for him. Please, tell me you'll find a way to help him." Madison's tearfilled eyes were pleading and desperate.
Sakura gulped past the large lump in her throat. "Madison, you're my best friend. I'd do anything for you. I swear, I'll find a way to bring Shawn back. I swear. But you have to promise to stay here, to rest and get better as soon as you can. Can you promise me that?"
Madison nodded slightly, trying not to move her head more than need be. "I promise, Sakura."
Li and Kero were in Li's room, struggling to think of something, Kero racking his tiny brain for clues from his memories of the long-ago past.
Kero laughed triumphantly. "Of course! It's so simple!"
"What?" Li asked eagerly.
"How they get the filling in these muffins!" Kero said with a grin, chomping into the pastry. Li growled, a vein popping out and twitching.
"Kero, you idiot! Getting Shawn back is a hell of a lot more important than figuring out the mysteries of the snack-food world!!"
Kero glared at the equally furious Li. "Of course, but snacks are important, too!"
Sakura entered just in time to prevent a double homicide, and immediately smacked the two. "Quit quarreling and get back to work! Have you even located Frainria yet? Or the source of magic that powers Garlin?"
As he rubbed at his bruised head, Kero mumbled something quite rude that sounded like "flibbertygibbet".
"Excuse me?!?" Sakura demanded in an appalled voice.
"We haven't found Frainria, yet, but we do know it's on a different plane, or dimension. But I think Kero was hard at work on the second goal, or he was before he had a wonderful revellation about the properties of pastries!" Li said contemptulously.
"Why you-" Kero began, menacing the glaring Li with a tiny curled fist.
"Stop!" Sakura said firmly. "Well, Kero? Have you found anything?"
Kero sighed. "Yes and no. I have a theory, but no real proof."
"Well, let's hear this theory. I'm sure it'll be interesting," Li said mockingly.
Kero growled warningly before a look from Sakura halted him. "Do you remember what I told you about Clow Reed having an apprentice?"
Sakura nodded eagerly. "Yes, why?"
"I'm not sure why it popped into my mind in the first place, but I'm somewhat glad it did. Well, the apprentice had strange magic, magic Clow Reed had never seen before, but was determined to teach."
"So?" Li asked. "What does this have to do with anything?"
Kero glared venomously. "If you'd let me explain, owe Master Li." Li merely glared while the Guardian of the Clow went on. "Shawn has magic, too, but it's a strange type. A type neither of you or myself have ever seen or sensed before."
"So you think the two are connected somehow?" Sakura asked.
Kero nodded. "Well, Clow Reed's apprentice was killed centuries ago in a magical accident of his own making. He had tried to make a Clow Card."
Li snorted. "Smart idea, huh?"
Kero blatantly ignored him. "Halfway through the process of making the Card, the apprentice's magic escaped from his control. The Card, which was only half-made, escaped. The magic flow that had been creating the Card was reversed on the apprentice, killing him instantly. But then, the excess magic disappeared, too. That's strange in itself. Magic always has goes somewhere, and more often than not, a powerful sorcerer can follow the magic by the faint traces it leaves behind. But this magic was completely gone into thin air. Not even Clow Reed knew where it went."
"So, what exactly is your theory?" Sakura asked curiously.
"We already know for a fact that Shawn had at least one past life, that of Nicolus Otion. So it stands to reason that he had others, doesn't it?"
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Li asked.
"That Shawn was the apprentice of Clow Reed's all those decades ago?" Sakura asked.
Kero nodded. "Both have strange, but powerful magic. And if my theory is correct, then the magic flow that disappeared without a trace actually fled into another dimension, perhaps even created a new one."
"Frainria." Sakura breathed excitedly.
"And the half-made Clow Card?" Li asked with bated breath.
Kero nodded. "Is none other than Garlin."
So, are you interested in what's gonna happen to Shawn? And Garlin? And not to mention poor Madison who's so upset over her hottie's disappearance? Don't worry! Only a few more chaps of this fic to go, and then all your questions and anxieties will be answered! I guarantee it! (winks)
Ameoba Boy: MY FINGERS ARE SLIPPING!!! '*0*'
Psycho: Ah, shut yer trap, ya baby! It's only a few hundred feet to the bottom. It's not that bad.
Max (grinning wickedly): Yeah, and look at the bright side! The rocks down there don't look too hard....
Ms. Sinic (grinning just as evilly): Just extremely sharp and pointy.
Raye: Okay, I suppose we'll help him up....
Lizzie: Can I help?
Everyone (even Ameoba Boy): NO!! YOU'RE THE ENEMY!!!
Lizzie (pouting): So I tried to kill you all a few dozen times? So I'm on the Border Patrol now and I have to throw you in jail? So-
Everyone: SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!
(Lizzie goes over to skulk and complain to a friendly cactus while the others strain to pull stick-boy the Ameoba up from the cliff edge.)
Raye: And .... HEAVE! *(^0^)*
(Everyone looks up)
Ms. Sinic: Wow. We're stronger than we look. Just look at how he flies through the air....
Max: Yeah. Like some immensely grotesque pole-vaulting stick...
Christopher (sweatdropping): You're all horrible.....
Raye: I bet fifty bucks that he'll keep flying for another sixty feet!
Psycho: You're on!
(Everyone, except for Christopher and Lizze{who's still ranting on and on to the listening cactus about her no-good, horrible, unsupportive, so-called friends}, rush off eagerly with a tape-measure as Ameoba Boy finally hits the ground with a dust-raising *THUMP!*.)
{P.S.- I know I'm evil! *(^-^)*}
Part Nineteen: Theories
Raye (breathing heavily): Run ... Run ..... Must run away..... Far away.....
Lizzie: Hiya!!
Raye: AHHHHHHHHH!!!! *(^O^)*
(Suddenly, a high-pitched, terror-filled shriek rents the air. Everyone skids to a stop.)
Sakura: Wh-wh-what was that?
Psycho (eagerly): Sounded like a banshee or a ghost!
Sakura: Eeek!
(She promptly jumps into Li's arms.)
Max: No, it was too high and girlish to be a ghost.
Ms. Sinic: Huh, must have been Ameoba Boy.
Raye: Yo, paramecium!! Where are you?
Ameoba Boy (distantly): I'm hanging off a rocky cliff by my fingernails!!!
Raye: Oh, okay. Guys, let's commence our panicked running, shall we?
Ameoba Boy: WHAT ABOUT ME?!?! '*0*'
Max: What about you?
Ameoba Boy: HELP ME!!!! '*O*'
{Disclaimer}
(Raye is dancing about, humming to the tune of "If I Only Had A Brain".)
Ms. Sinic: Uh, Raye?
Raye: Hmmm?
Max: What the hell are you doing now?
Raye: Interperative dance.
Ms. Sinic: Really. Well, what the hell are you trying to interperate?
Raye: I call this, "I Wish I Owned CCS, For Clamp Does".
(Max looks to Sinic.)
Ms. Sinic: Right, you get the meds, I get the straightjacket.
Max: You're so damned psychic, it's not even funny.
"Madison, you should be resting," Sakura said in a hopeless voice, trying to push Madison back onto the bed.
"Sakura, I can't," Madison gasped out painfully. Her throat was wrapped with thick bandages, but the doctor had assured the very worried household that she'd be alright with rest and time to heal. "Shawn needs me."
"Shawn needs you to get better." Sakura said firmly. "You can't help him otherwise."
"Sakura, please say you know how to get to him." Madison pleaded, tears filling her eyes. "How to find that place, Frainria."
Sakura sighed, looking down. "Li and Kero are working on it. They think they have an idea, but . . ."
Madison's tears trickled down her face. "But they don't think they can help Shawn?"
Sakura was silent.
"Sakura, you didn't hear him, just before he left. I did," Madison said with a stifled sob. "He told me he cares about me, and asked me to never forget him. And I can't, Sakura, no matter how hard I try. And frankly, I don't want to. I care about him so much, Sakura. How would you feel if it was Li that this all happened to?"
Sakura remained silent.
Madison continued on, gasping for breath through the painfully thick bruises. "I think I love him, Sakura, and I think he loves me, too. Why else would he have done what he did? And Sakura, I miss him so very much. I want him back. I want to hold him and tell him how thankful I am that I know him, that he's in my life.
"Sakura, he's had such a sad past, in this life and every other, just because of Garlin. No matter how hard he tries to be happy, that demon always destroys it for him. Please, tell me you'll find a way to help him." Madison's tearfilled eyes were pleading and desperate.
Sakura gulped past the large lump in her throat. "Madison, you're my best friend. I'd do anything for you. I swear, I'll find a way to bring Shawn back. I swear. But you have to promise to stay here, to rest and get better as soon as you can. Can you promise me that?"
Madison nodded slightly, trying not to move her head more than need be. "I promise, Sakura."
Li and Kero were in Li's room, struggling to think of something, Kero racking his tiny brain for clues from his memories of the long-ago past.
Kero laughed triumphantly. "Of course! It's so simple!"
"What?" Li asked eagerly.
"How they get the filling in these muffins!" Kero said with a grin, chomping into the pastry. Li growled, a vein popping out and twitching.
"Kero, you idiot! Getting Shawn back is a hell of a lot more important than figuring out the mysteries of the snack-food world!!"
Kero glared at the equally furious Li. "Of course, but snacks are important, too!"
Sakura entered just in time to prevent a double homicide, and immediately smacked the two. "Quit quarreling and get back to work! Have you even located Frainria yet? Or the source of magic that powers Garlin?"
As he rubbed at his bruised head, Kero mumbled something quite rude that sounded like "flibbertygibbet".
"Excuse me?!?" Sakura demanded in an appalled voice.
"We haven't found Frainria, yet, but we do know it's on a different plane, or dimension. But I think Kero was hard at work on the second goal, or he was before he had a wonderful revellation about the properties of pastries!" Li said contemptulously.
"Why you-" Kero began, menacing the glaring Li with a tiny curled fist.
"Stop!" Sakura said firmly. "Well, Kero? Have you found anything?"
Kero sighed. "Yes and no. I have a theory, but no real proof."
"Well, let's hear this theory. I'm sure it'll be interesting," Li said mockingly.
Kero growled warningly before a look from Sakura halted him. "Do you remember what I told you about Clow Reed having an apprentice?"
Sakura nodded eagerly. "Yes, why?"
"I'm not sure why it popped into my mind in the first place, but I'm somewhat glad it did. Well, the apprentice had strange magic, magic Clow Reed had never seen before, but was determined to teach."
"So?" Li asked. "What does this have to do with anything?"
Kero glared venomously. "If you'd let me explain, owe Master Li." Li merely glared while the Guardian of the Clow went on. "Shawn has magic, too, but it's a strange type. A type neither of you or myself have ever seen or sensed before."
"So you think the two are connected somehow?" Sakura asked.
Kero nodded. "Well, Clow Reed's apprentice was killed centuries ago in a magical accident of his own making. He had tried to make a Clow Card."
Li snorted. "Smart idea, huh?"
Kero blatantly ignored him. "Halfway through the process of making the Card, the apprentice's magic escaped from his control. The Card, which was only half-made, escaped. The magic flow that had been creating the Card was reversed on the apprentice, killing him instantly. But then, the excess magic disappeared, too. That's strange in itself. Magic always has goes somewhere, and more often than not, a powerful sorcerer can follow the magic by the faint traces it leaves behind. But this magic was completely gone into thin air. Not even Clow Reed knew where it went."
"So, what exactly is your theory?" Sakura asked curiously.
"We already know for a fact that Shawn had at least one past life, that of Nicolus Otion. So it stands to reason that he had others, doesn't it?"
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Li asked.
"That Shawn was the apprentice of Clow Reed's all those decades ago?" Sakura asked.
Kero nodded. "Both have strange, but powerful magic. And if my theory is correct, then the magic flow that disappeared without a trace actually fled into another dimension, perhaps even created a new one."
"Frainria." Sakura breathed excitedly.
"And the half-made Clow Card?" Li asked with bated breath.
Kero nodded. "Is none other than Garlin."
So, are you interested in what's gonna happen to Shawn? And Garlin? And not to mention poor Madison who's so upset over her hottie's disappearance? Don't worry! Only a few more chaps of this fic to go, and then all your questions and anxieties will be answered! I guarantee it! (winks)
Ameoba Boy: MY FINGERS ARE SLIPPING!!! '*0*'
Psycho: Ah, shut yer trap, ya baby! It's only a few hundred feet to the bottom. It's not that bad.
Max (grinning wickedly): Yeah, and look at the bright side! The rocks down there don't look too hard....
Ms. Sinic (grinning just as evilly): Just extremely sharp and pointy.
Raye: Okay, I suppose we'll help him up....
Lizzie: Can I help?
Everyone (even Ameoba Boy): NO!! YOU'RE THE ENEMY!!!
Lizzie (pouting): So I tried to kill you all a few dozen times? So I'm on the Border Patrol now and I have to throw you in jail? So-
Everyone: SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!
(Lizzie goes over to skulk and complain to a friendly cactus while the others strain to pull stick-boy the Ameoba up from the cliff edge.)
Raye: And .... HEAVE! *(^0^)*
(Everyone looks up)
Ms. Sinic: Wow. We're stronger than we look. Just look at how he flies through the air....
Max: Yeah. Like some immensely grotesque pole-vaulting stick...
Christopher (sweatdropping): You're all horrible.....
Raye: I bet fifty bucks that he'll keep flying for another sixty feet!
Psycho: You're on!
(Everyone, except for Christopher and Lizze{who's still ranting on and on to the listening cactus about her no-good, horrible, unsupportive, so-called friends}, rush off eagerly with a tape-measure as Ameoba Boy finally hits the ground with a dust-raising *THUMP!*.)
{P.S.- I know I'm evil! *(^-^)*}
