DISCLAIMER: (in BIG BOLD letters)
I do not own CCS but I wish I did. I think it is Clamp's but I'm not sure. Another author had a really cute rhyme for this called the "*Disclaimer Hoedown*" I think she had it on the top of her fanfic...(It's really cute) I'll probably ask her if I could put it on the top so I can show you guys. So this is the next part. Not too interesting but I promise the next one will be better. . Read and Review!
Identities
"Thank you commissioner for all your help. Yes... ok. We'll do that. Thank you. Alright. Bye." Sakura got off the phone with the police department late afternoon.
"What did he say?" asked the anxious archaeologist(Sakura's dad).
"Sorry daddy. No sign of anything. The fingerprint kit was tested. Only your fingerprints. They must have been careful."
"Why would anyone want to take it? It was just some Chinese diary. Of course with beautiful writings but it's not worth as much as someone wanting to go to this trouble to steal it..."
"Are you sure it was stolen daddy?"
"Positive."
"How would you know for sure?"
He looked to the place where he had last placed the book. "It was right here before I went out of the den and locked it."
"But nothing else was stolen.... like that vase. Isn't it pretty expensive?" She pointed to the beautiful antique vase in the far corner of the wall.
"Yes. But my guess is that the thief or theives may have taken it for another reason."
"Like what?"
"I don't know."
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"I've decided to go to your school for a week or two, Tomoyo. My mother's been buggin me so I want to stay here."
She smiled. "Of course you can stay. In one condition...."
"What?"
"I get to make the clothes you wear to school. Everyday..."
"That's it? Nothing else?"
"Nope. Zip, zero."
"That sounds simple enough. Thanks."
"No problemo Syaoran!" The giddy girl had stars shinning in her eyes. What should I design for him....
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Sakura was already waiting on the steps of the school when she saw a long black haired girl half dragging a guy dressed up in all jean clothing.
"Hi Tomoyo... who is... AHHHHHh!"
"It's you again!" Both Sakura and Syaoran cried at the same time.
Shocked, both stood up and glared at each other.
Suddenly Sakura started snorting.
"Why are you laughing?"
She snorted again. "You look like a dork!"
""What?!"" shouted two teens with angry looks on their faces.
"Are you insulting my work of art, Sakura?" The black haired one said.
"Are you insulting me?" The brown haired one said.
No....., both. Outloud, she simply said (quite loudly I suppose), "Why are you here, Syaoran Li?"
At the name Syaoran Li, all the girls screamed on the school grounds and tackled Syaoran with dreamy looks and impressions.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
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"Syaoran-kun, will you give me your phone number?"
"Do you have a girlfriend Syaoran-kun?"
"Sing me a song Syaoran-kun?"
Or "Where is the rest of your group Syaoran-kun?"
The girl population crowded around his desk in math class. Even girls from other classes sneaked out and sat on the floor of the room. The math teacher cried frantically, "Everyone not in this class, leave now, before I report you to the principal!"
Nobody left. As the teacher made a move to go to the principal, she couldn't because the class room was too jam-packed. "Move people! You all are in serious trouble!" She cried, but to no vail. She was trapped.
Sakura and Tomoyo were behind Syaoran, wanting desperately to get out of the tightly knit crowd but like their teacher, it was impossible.
"You owe me big time Sakura!" He cried, shoving girl fans out of the way to finally clear a way out of the room. Not very successful, he got onto his knees and began pushing through the crowd. Following in his steps, they went to their knees and began plowing their way out. Finally, out of the stuffy room, they sneaked passed the offices and out the door.
"Why did you do that?"
"Do what?" said Sakura innocently.
"You yelled my name outloud to everyone. Now we're in this kind of mess."
"I didn't know you had this many fans."
"Yes you did. You did this on purpose." Syaoran scowled.
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No... I.."
"STOP!!!! I've had enough of your constant bickering about nothing!" cried Tomoyo. "You two should kiss and make up."
""WHAT?!"" cried the two angry teens.
She grinned. "It's ovious that you both like each other!"
They looked to one another, blushed hard, and quicky turned before the other would see their blushing face.
"You are so random Tomoyo." she muttered, her face red still.
He sighed, looking at Tomoyo with a look of hopelessness. "Well, I guess there is one thing I couldn't agree more on!"
Tomoyo shook her finger playfully at them both before saying, "Why don't you both think about what I said. Am I not right about this matter?"
""No, your not."" both replied again.
"Stop coping me!"
"You stop coping me!"
"No, you!"
"You"
"You"
"You"
"You!"
While they were arguing yet again, Tomoyo picked up her bag, slowly walking away from them.
"Where are you going?" asked Sakura, when they had both stopped fighting momentarily.
"Oh, some business..... don't worry. I'll have a new dress for you by tomorrow."
A anime style sweat drop apeared on Sakura's head. "Tomoyo..." she pleaded. "We're going to college soon, and you shouldn't always pick out everything I wear. You won't have any time next year with all those classes...."
"It's ok, I enjoy doing this!!!!!!! I'll make time. I know you want me to do it!" A giddy Tomoyo jumped up and down at the thought of dressing Sakura up as a barbie doll. Her big.. barbie doll.
Actually... no. *sigh* I guess she really wants to do this.... fine. "Alright Tomoyo. I'll come over tomorrow."
A huge grin played on her best friend's face. "OKay!!!!!"
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"Didn't you tell us that you had a girlfriend before Syaoran?" Tomoyo aquired when she was at home after school.
"Yea, but she's just someone that my umm... mom picked."
"What? You're mother picks your girlfriends?"
"Yeah. The girl's pretty nice but she hangs around me like a shadow all the time. I hate it when people just follow you everywhere."
"Where is your girlfriend now then?"
"She's umm... at a hotel in Hong Kong." Where I ditched her.... He left out that thought.
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A woman, roughly the same age as Syaoran, boarded a flight. She muttered something under her breath that sounded something similar to, "When I find him, he is soooo dead."
In the plane, an annoucement was heared overhead.... "Fight 205 Hong Kong International Airport to Destination.... Tomeda Air, Japan."
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Sakura saw her dad in his den, working on paperwork. He looked very stressed.
"Daddy... you look stressed. Lots of work to do?"
"Yes. It's been hard with everything these days."
She smiled gently. "I know that you aren't very happy the chinese diary was stolen. I'm so sorry."
"It's alright. I had few things that were interesting copied. It isn't very old. I would say, it is not much older than say, 20 some years. Maybe even younger."
He pulled out a notebook from his desk. "I was lucky enough to write some down. I have them translated. Would you like to read some entries?"
"Oh, sure. I'll read them right now. Thanks."
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October.
The days are growing colder. The wind becoming sharp to the world. Pricking of the skin, our breath on the waff of fresh cold air. This was his favorite time of the year, when the winds blow heavily, gold shades of leaves falling like snow on a wintry day.... He sat outside, watching the days go by, calming his spirit.
The children sit outside, can't help hoping that he would come back on these days. His favorite days of the year. My hopes rise as well, but I very well know he won't be back. Not anytime soon. Not anytime soon.
My youngest is still a baby.... his father gone. Never had he a chance to know who his father was.... never knowing all the love that was there. He was so proud of our young one. Only a year old when his father ...
Sakura stopped reading. Tears began to form in her eyes. So the father had died. The whole family was devestated by the loss. And there was a little baby who never got a chance to know his father. I feel your pain. My mother died when I was only three. Many times I think about her and the tremendous pain it caused Touya, daddy, and me. When I first lost her, I couldn't help thinking that she would be where she usually was. Nothing was the same ever again....
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Author's notes: Hello readers! This was such a random chapter, but it's working its way into my big and perfectly orchestrated plan. Do you think I should add some S+S to the ending because afterall, it is put into the category as romance? I really am a big fan of S+S but do you want me to do it in this fanfic...? All up to you reviewers!
What do you think will happen at the end? Now, can you figure out what I'm doing or are you in the dark? I much prefer the darkness so I could surprise you at the end. (hahaha, I doubt i can fool you all, because you're so smart!) But if you do know, be my guest to guess. Maybe you can give me some ideas on the way to improve my story.
Wait for next chapter or so.... maybe fourth if I don't get to the point in the 3rd. It'll be really interesting. And oh yeah, do you know who Syaoran's girlfriend is?
Okay, thank you all for reviewing. I was so happy when I saw them. ^_^ You all are the best! Bub bye till next time! Reviews are truely the best part to writing a story!
I do not own CCS but I wish I did. I think it is Clamp's but I'm not sure. Another author had a really cute rhyme for this called the "*Disclaimer Hoedown*" I think she had it on the top of her fanfic...(It's really cute) I'll probably ask her if I could put it on the top so I can show you guys. So this is the next part. Not too interesting but I promise the next one will be better. . Read and Review!
Identities
"Thank you commissioner for all your help. Yes... ok. We'll do that. Thank you. Alright. Bye." Sakura got off the phone with the police department late afternoon.
"What did he say?" asked the anxious archaeologist(Sakura's dad).
"Sorry daddy. No sign of anything. The fingerprint kit was tested. Only your fingerprints. They must have been careful."
"Why would anyone want to take it? It was just some Chinese diary. Of course with beautiful writings but it's not worth as much as someone wanting to go to this trouble to steal it..."
"Are you sure it was stolen daddy?"
"Positive."
"How would you know for sure?"
He looked to the place where he had last placed the book. "It was right here before I went out of the den and locked it."
"But nothing else was stolen.... like that vase. Isn't it pretty expensive?" She pointed to the beautiful antique vase in the far corner of the wall.
"Yes. But my guess is that the thief or theives may have taken it for another reason."
"Like what?"
"I don't know."
------------------
"I've decided to go to your school for a week or two, Tomoyo. My mother's been buggin me so I want to stay here."
She smiled. "Of course you can stay. In one condition...."
"What?"
"I get to make the clothes you wear to school. Everyday..."
"That's it? Nothing else?"
"Nope. Zip, zero."
"That sounds simple enough. Thanks."
"No problemo Syaoran!" The giddy girl had stars shinning in her eyes. What should I design for him....
---------------------
Sakura was already waiting on the steps of the school when she saw a long black haired girl half dragging a guy dressed up in all jean clothing.
"Hi Tomoyo... who is... AHHHHHh!"
"It's you again!" Both Sakura and Syaoran cried at the same time.
Shocked, both stood up and glared at each other.
Suddenly Sakura started snorting.
"Why are you laughing?"
She snorted again. "You look like a dork!"
""What?!"" shouted two teens with angry looks on their faces.
"Are you insulting my work of art, Sakura?" The black haired one said.
"Are you insulting me?" The brown haired one said.
No....., both. Outloud, she simply said (quite loudly I suppose), "Why are you here, Syaoran Li?"
At the name Syaoran Li, all the girls screamed on the school grounds and tackled Syaoran with dreamy looks and impressions.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
------------------------
"Syaoran-kun, will you give me your phone number?"
"Do you have a girlfriend Syaoran-kun?"
"Sing me a song Syaoran-kun?"
Or "Where is the rest of your group Syaoran-kun?"
The girl population crowded around his desk in math class. Even girls from other classes sneaked out and sat on the floor of the room. The math teacher cried frantically, "Everyone not in this class, leave now, before I report you to the principal!"
Nobody left. As the teacher made a move to go to the principal, she couldn't because the class room was too jam-packed. "Move people! You all are in serious trouble!" She cried, but to no vail. She was trapped.
Sakura and Tomoyo were behind Syaoran, wanting desperately to get out of the tightly knit crowd but like their teacher, it was impossible.
"You owe me big time Sakura!" He cried, shoving girl fans out of the way to finally clear a way out of the room. Not very successful, he got onto his knees and began pushing through the crowd. Following in his steps, they went to their knees and began plowing their way out. Finally, out of the stuffy room, they sneaked passed the offices and out the door.
"Why did you do that?"
"Do what?" said Sakura innocently.
"You yelled my name outloud to everyone. Now we're in this kind of mess."
"I didn't know you had this many fans."
"Yes you did. You did this on purpose." Syaoran scowled.
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did!"
"No... I.."
"STOP!!!! I've had enough of your constant bickering about nothing!" cried Tomoyo. "You two should kiss and make up."
""WHAT?!"" cried the two angry teens.
She grinned. "It's ovious that you both like each other!"
They looked to one another, blushed hard, and quicky turned before the other would see their blushing face.
"You are so random Tomoyo." she muttered, her face red still.
He sighed, looking at Tomoyo with a look of hopelessness. "Well, I guess there is one thing I couldn't agree more on!"
Tomoyo shook her finger playfully at them both before saying, "Why don't you both think about what I said. Am I not right about this matter?"
""No, your not."" both replied again.
"Stop coping me!"
"You stop coping me!"
"No, you!"
"You"
"You"
"You"
"You!"
While they were arguing yet again, Tomoyo picked up her bag, slowly walking away from them.
"Where are you going?" asked Sakura, when they had both stopped fighting momentarily.
"Oh, some business..... don't worry. I'll have a new dress for you by tomorrow."
A anime style sweat drop apeared on Sakura's head. "Tomoyo..." she pleaded. "We're going to college soon, and you shouldn't always pick out everything I wear. You won't have any time next year with all those classes...."
"It's ok, I enjoy doing this!!!!!!! I'll make time. I know you want me to do it!" A giddy Tomoyo jumped up and down at the thought of dressing Sakura up as a barbie doll. Her big.. barbie doll.
Actually... no. *sigh* I guess she really wants to do this.... fine. "Alright Tomoyo. I'll come over tomorrow."
A huge grin played on her best friend's face. "OKay!!!!!"
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"Didn't you tell us that you had a girlfriend before Syaoran?" Tomoyo aquired when she was at home after school.
"Yea, but she's just someone that my umm... mom picked."
"What? You're mother picks your girlfriends?"
"Yeah. The girl's pretty nice but she hangs around me like a shadow all the time. I hate it when people just follow you everywhere."
"Where is your girlfriend now then?"
"She's umm... at a hotel in Hong Kong." Where I ditched her.... He left out that thought.
--------------------------------
A woman, roughly the same age as Syaoran, boarded a flight. She muttered something under her breath that sounded something similar to, "When I find him, he is soooo dead."
In the plane, an annoucement was heared overhead.... "Fight 205 Hong Kong International Airport to Destination.... Tomeda Air, Japan."
-----------------------------
Sakura saw her dad in his den, working on paperwork. He looked very stressed.
"Daddy... you look stressed. Lots of work to do?"
"Yes. It's been hard with everything these days."
She smiled gently. "I know that you aren't very happy the chinese diary was stolen. I'm so sorry."
"It's alright. I had few things that were interesting copied. It isn't very old. I would say, it is not much older than say, 20 some years. Maybe even younger."
He pulled out a notebook from his desk. "I was lucky enough to write some down. I have them translated. Would you like to read some entries?"
"Oh, sure. I'll read them right now. Thanks."
----------------------------
October.
The days are growing colder. The wind becoming sharp to the world. Pricking of the skin, our breath on the waff of fresh cold air. This was his favorite time of the year, when the winds blow heavily, gold shades of leaves falling like snow on a wintry day.... He sat outside, watching the days go by, calming his spirit.
The children sit outside, can't help hoping that he would come back on these days. His favorite days of the year. My hopes rise as well, but I very well know he won't be back. Not anytime soon. Not anytime soon.
My youngest is still a baby.... his father gone. Never had he a chance to know who his father was.... never knowing all the love that was there. He was so proud of our young one. Only a year old when his father ...
Sakura stopped reading. Tears began to form in her eyes. So the father had died. The whole family was devestated by the loss. And there was a little baby who never got a chance to know his father. I feel your pain. My mother died when I was only three. Many times I think about her and the tremendous pain it caused Touya, daddy, and me. When I first lost her, I couldn't help thinking that she would be where she usually was. Nothing was the same ever again....
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Author's notes: Hello readers! This was such a random chapter, but it's working its way into my big and perfectly orchestrated plan. Do you think I should add some S+S to the ending because afterall, it is put into the category as romance? I really am a big fan of S+S but do you want me to do it in this fanfic...? All up to you reviewers!
What do you think will happen at the end? Now, can you figure out what I'm doing or are you in the dark? I much prefer the darkness so I could surprise you at the end. (hahaha, I doubt i can fool you all, because you're so smart!) But if you do know, be my guest to guess. Maybe you can give me some ideas on the way to improve my story.
Wait for next chapter or so.... maybe fourth if I don't get to the point in the 3rd. It'll be really interesting. And oh yeah, do you know who Syaoran's girlfriend is?
Okay, thank you all for reviewing. I was so happy when I saw them. ^_^ You all are the best! Bub bye till next time! Reviews are truely the best part to writing a story!
