AN: eh heh heh heh…*sweatdrop* I haven't had time to write…the power of my muse has NOT been with me lately! But after so-and-so amounts of months, I'm finally getting the next part of this out…aren't you proud of me? *preens* some of the stuff here doesn't match the timeline for the new series since the kept on skipping around and I have NO idea what the hell went first…*grr…* n'wayz, what are you waiting for? Start reading!
The aforementioned warnings all apply…now get set for some crazy-ness! (and of course…s+s moments in between…)
Sakura Strikes Back!
Sakura shrieked as a ten ton anvil slammed vengefully on the ground where she had been standing a second ago and grabbing Syaoran by the hand, pumped her legs as fast as she could.
"Syyyaaaooorrraaannnnn!!! Call [huff] her [ow ow ow ow!!!] off!" She panted as a few more explosions followed in her wake, complete with dropping piano and various other household furniture as well as a smattering of nine-millimeter bullets. 'This isn't the honeymoon I planned for, koi!"
"Me neither," Syaoran snapped, a bit testily, then softened his voice when she turned on him with a hurt expression on her face. "Okay, so the plan…didn't go as expected. [gasp] When did it ever? The important thing, is that we're togeth-"
"Watch out!!" She shoved him out of the way of a kitchen knife and looked frantically around for something to hide behind. "I want to use Fly, but it's still recovering and it wouldn't be fair to it…" Ignoring the people that popped their head out of the doorways and windows to see what was going on, they kept on running as the engine sound grew louder and louder in their ears. They didn't have to look behind them to see what they would find…they already knew: Syaoran's crazy jilted fiancée and Sakura's annoying older brother.
Flying in a light bomber at a very low altitude (like five feet above the highest building) and gleefully chucking various household implements at them.
"Syaoran?"
"Yeah?" He turned to her, inscrutable brown eyes masked by his wild, flopping hair.
"I know I've said it before and I'll say it again…" She took a deep breath, more to keep on running than from any kind of fear, although she was feeling plenty of that, to be sure, "Before we die, I just wanted to tell you…that this is all your fault." She smiled at him weakly, watching as mock indignation chased across his face. "Well it is…kinda."
"What?!" He asked, trying to sound offended, "Well, there was something I need to tell you too if we die-" BANG! He winced as a generic black bomb landed somewhere behind them, and amended quickly, "when we die…"
Sakura tossed her quicksilver bronze hair behind her, the tips brushing around her cheeks in a way that he particularly loved. Even with sweat beading at her forehead and slipping down her cheeks, she was still the most beautiful vision he had ever seen…well, she would be more beautiful if there weren't miscellaneous objects exploding and impacting on the ground around them, but anyway… "Yeah, what is it?"
This time, she couldn't quite keep the affection from her voice as he pulled her closer, clasping his hand with hers (and simultaneously yanking her out of the way of "mysteriously" falling kitchen sink).
"Aishiteru, koishi…"
"Holy everlasting sh--, look out!!!" She shoved both of them to lay prone in the dusty streets as some unidentifiable objects exploded behind her. "God, this is insane!!" She glanced at him sheepishly, "Oh yeah, I love you too."
***
"HOHOHOHOHO!!! They're on the run! How exciting!!" Meilin leaned out from the window of the "leased" plane, a malevolent grin plastered to her face as she watched her fleeing prey. A little frown creased between her eyes as she watched them hold hands, but she pushed that thought aside. Don't worry, Syaoran, I'll get that spell off even if it kills you. Belatedly, she turned back to piloting when she heard a muffled yell and a scuffle in the plane. Turning slightly, she asked cheerfully, "Isn't this wonderful, Touya?!"
A trussed and bound Touya was glaring murderously at her from the back of the cockpit, his normally cold brown eyes flaring amber with frustration and fury.
"Whatever." Touya answered coolly. He still wondered, sometimes, how the hell he had gotten partnered up to this raven-haired psycho bitch…and he still wondered how the heck he had been talked into the idea of trying to "stop" his little sister's flight by intimidating her with physical trauma. Oh that's right, he hadn't had a choice! Just like he hadn't had a choice when Meilin had decided to filch her father's credit card and lease this multi-billion dollar plane (luckily, her side of the family was filthy rich…) and go after his sister and her soon to be deceased husband! Right, he remembered…when he had objected, that was when Meilin had knocked him out cold and well, here he was!
There were times when the workings of his own mind never ceased to amaze himself.
Touya gritted his teeth again as another one of Meilin's shrill laughs of delight grated on his already strained nerves and resisted the urge to pound his head against the control panel…or throw her out the emergency airlock. Whichever came first. He risked a peek out the window then wished he hadn't as his beloved imouto-chan barely ducked away from an Acme anvil.
Swiveling to give Meilin an evil eye, he hissed, "What the heck will this accomplish again??"
Meilin smirked and said nothing as she turned her head back to the entertaining scene before her and Touya bit off a curse. Okay, think think…how the hell did I get talked into this…oh yeah. Meilin had promised not to "hurt" Sakura, was that right? They were just working together to "scare them off" this marriage thing. Apparently, she had just been using that excuse to kidnap me and send us both on a mad spree across the world in which we would be hosing down random people in the middle of Panama!!
Touya could barely keep from frothing as he struggled ineffectually against his rather tight bonds. The original object was to split the couple up, not to kill them!! Or rather, not to kill Sakura…killing Syaoran was perfectly acceptable in his book.
For the first few months, he had been caught up in the fervor of righteous indignation over Syaoran's behavior with his sister and hadn't even noticed when Meilin had been encouraging him to do more and more dangerous things…as in, dangerous to everyone in the surrounding ten mile radius. It was after the running of the bulls incident in which they had probably mowed down half of Spain, that he realized that he was dealing with a madwoman here and not just the usual jilted lover type persona and that was when he had insisted on calling the whole deal off.
As everyone involved could tell, she hadn't taken the suggestion very well.
It was stowed in the back of Meilin's baggage that Touya had finally realized, rather belatedly, that if Sakura had indeed been pregnant when he had confronted her five months ago, she should have been showing by now. Instead, her stomach was still completely flat which meant that he might have been hasty in forcing them to the altar with a shotgun (he still was kind of disbelieving of that since he really couldn't remember doing that…) and this whole thing just might, maybe was, his fault.
Okay, let's be truthful. This incident was entirely his fault and yes, he had probably forced the minister at St. Justine's to do exactly what Sakura and Yuki had accused him of doing.
Oh Lord, I've set a nutcase loose in the world, Touya thought grimly. I swear, I'll never touch the Internet or another glass of sake ever again…right now, I think I'll start doing penitence and praying for Sakura's safety. Wait a minute…I'm agnostic. Goddamnit!!
After a few more huge KABOOMs that rocked the ground beneath them, Meilin finally gave a disappointed sigh and muttered plaintively, "They got away…now what are we going to do, Touya?"
We, you psycho?!?! Not likely!! Touya screamed mentally but he merely raised a brow and suggested, somewhat calmly, "Set the plane down?"
***
I can't believe this…
Sakura shivered miserably, peering out at the rain-drenched world through a thick pane of glass. It had been months already, and big brother and the so-called feminine exorcist were still hot on their trail. It hadn't mattered where they had gone, what continent they had traveled over, those two had been there, intercepting Syaoran and herself at every turn with frightening accuracy.
In London, where Eriol had cheerfully allowed them use of his townhouse, they had finally thought themselves safe. After all, this was Eriol's house, the reincarnation of Clow Reed, former master of the Clow Cards! Meilin wouldn't dare scandalize the city with her skin-tight leather and whip deal much less sully Eriol's household with her private war against them. Her family would be furious and humiliated at a daughter that acted thusly, and for all that she was evil incarnate, Meilin was a good, obedient daughter and would finally retire gracefully from the chase…
Or so they thought.
That idea underwent major revisions when Meilin had tossed a couple of smoke-bombs down the chimney, cackling with unholy glee as the entire household stumbled out of the building, half-blinded by the fumes. And it only got worse. Apparently unsatisfied with her level of destruction, she had gone after Sakura with a double-edged glaive as Touya appeared from a black Cadillac, trusty shotgun at his side.
They had had to flee after that; without a word to Eriol (although she did later write a note explaining and apologizing). Sakura had taken to the air, dragging Syaoran onto the staff as she used the Fly card to escape the wrath of Meilin. Tomoyo had insisted on staying to help out poor Eriol with the cackling banshee so with a wish of luck guiding the way, they had flown off into the fairytale sunset as fast as they could. Unfortunately, as they were making their getaway, one of Touya's bullets had singed the poor card's left wing, causing it to careen wildly from one side to the other in a drunken dance across the sky. A few miles away, the poor thing became very distressed and had reverted to card form several hundred feet above the ground. It had been a very bad shock.
And a very bad fall.
In Hong Kong, Meilin had enlisted the help of Syaoran's indignant ex-future in-laws, aka her parents, who were disgruntled at suddenly being cut off from the marital contract without a by your leave. Syaoran and she had left under a hail of eating utensils, pots, pans, anything that Meilin's family could hurl at them. Sakura wasn't sure, but probably the janitors and street-cleaners had yet to scrape the streets clean of rotting food and vegetables.
It hadn't ended there. In Spain? The running of the bulls…well…She quickly turned her mind from that unsavory memory, wincing to herself. Suffice to say, it had not been pretty. Folding her arms around herself, Sakura sighed, a little dejectedly. This prolonged honeymoon around the world was not how she had first envisioned it. She had thought it might be in way of a cruise or a leisurely jaunt around Europe, laughing and sightseeing alone with her new husband. Instead, she found herself stuck in a sleazy little hotel that had a leak in the bedroom, in the middle of Panama, not to mention the fact that her trackers had not yet tired of this kill-the-couple game. Or actually, knowing Touya, he was finally getting it through his thick skull that she was not pregnant and he was being a total idiot. The question was, what he was doing to stop Meilin and the answer was, that whatever he was trying to do...it wasn't working
She was so lost in thought that she barely felt Syaoran's presence as he came into the room until a warm hand pressed against her cheek and she tried to smile as she looked up into his warm, brown eyes.
"Hey," she said. She struggled to look cheerful for his sake, but probably, from the look on his face, she was failing miserably. Hunching her shoulders a little forlornly, she stared back out at the rain as it slammed against the window, shaking the panes with maddening vengeance. "I want to go home." She said sadly, and covered Syaoran's hand with her own. "I want to see dad again…even my jerk of a brother, Touya. And who's gonna take care of Kero if I'm not home? He's probably trashing my room right now…"
(which was exactly what was happening…)
"Sakura, how could you??? {crash} Oh man…I'm starving, I want cake, I want chocolate…I'll settle for a stale bowl of rice!" Kero curled up on Sakura's bed peevishly, surveying the amount of damage that he had done to the once neat room. "Man…couldn't you have taken me with you?" He sighed pitifully and listened to the sound of his stomach growl in the suddenly silent room. "When are you coming home…?"
(end of alternate time event…)
Sakura sniffled slightly and leaned back into Syaoran's comforting embrace, burrowing her face into his shoulder. She inhaled deeply, dragging his unmistakable vanilla scent within her and rubbed her cheek against the sleeve of his cambric shirt. "Do you ever think we'll get to go home without someone trying to kill us? Like my psycho brother and your crazy ex-fiancée?"
Her voice was muffled and Syaoran hugged her, rubbing her back in a soothing, circular motion. "Yeah, I'm sure we will. I mean, I bet Eriol's already complaining about Touya and Meilin as it is." When she made no response to his overtures, Syaoran asked hesitantly, "Sakura…do you ever regret…I mean-"
"No!" She raised her head so quickly that she knocked it against Syaoran's chin, causing the boy's eyes to cross. Sakura stood up and turned, hugging him to her more fiercely, "I mean, I regret some stuff…like never getting to know my mom before she died. And doing stupid things like going to Hong Kong to try to explain it to Meilin's parents in the first place. I mean, I should have known that Meilin got the insanity gene somewhere in her family and her parents should have been the prime suspects. But I never, ever regret starting this whole thing in the first place." Despite everything, she smiled, tears sparkling in her emerald eyes. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and even in this miserable little hole in the middle of no where, I still think I'd do it all over again."
"Sakura…"
"Well isn't this a touching little scene!" Suddenly, the door slammed open revealing Meilin…dressed in her usual orange sweatshirt and jeans? What happened to her S&M costume?
At their wide-eyed stares, she gave an irritated shrug and explained grudgingly, "I couldn't help it. I mean one night, okay. But hello…I've been tracking you across four continents for like, a few months. Do you know how many times I was stopped in California for indecent exposure? I mean, please. You'd think the police have never seen a semi-naked woman with a great body before." She paused. "And besides, the leather and chains outfit was cutting off the circulation to my body." She sniffed once, pouting a little.
Sakura edged towards Syaoran, muttering under her breath, "Well great, she finally got circulation to her body back…could she please get it to her brain?" Luckily, Meilin didn't hear that little remark so she didn't go into full exorcist battle-rage all at once.
Swinging her narrowed, cat-like gaze on Sakura, she propped both hands on her hips, demanding, "Okay, I don't know what the heck this lovey-dovey stuff is and frankly, I don't care. I mean, how long are you gonna be hexing him or whatever you're doing, you voodoo witch? I want my Syaoran back and I'm tired of having to make pit stops all over the stupid world to do it!"
Now that she was back in normal wear as opposed to in her black, leather bunny suit, Meilin wasn't nearly as intimidating as before…and Sakura wasn't half as afraid. Green eyes flashing angrily, Sakura stormed back, "We-ell, excuse me for interrupting on your deluded fantasies, Meilin. I mean, when is going to get in your head that Syaoran wanted to marry me and I wanted to marry Syaoran and that we are happy?! Happy!" Sakura paused for a breath, then scowled even more darkly, "Or should I say we would have been more happy if you would just leave us alone, Meilin!"
"Oh, I don't think so, Sakura. You see, I called dibs on him first, and I thought we had established early on in this little card capturing relationship that Syaoran is mine." Meilin smirked, tossing her tumbling sable locks over her shoulder. "I don't care if you both are Cardcaptors; as soon as we get this little situation straightened out, we're going to Hong Kong for a divorce and a wedding, namely, your divorce, and my wedding, got that, honey? If you're lucky, I'll even let you have the alimony!"
Tired of listening to them arguing over him like a side of beef, Syaoran ran between the two glaring women. Mustering what "authority" his male ego could summon, he said coldly, "All right, Meilin, Sakura. That's enough. We're all adult and mature here and we'll settle this like adults."
Instantaneously, two pairs of feline eyes pierced holes through his head, shriveling his will as easily as a kitten shreds her scratching post and he suddenly realized that he was standing in the middle of a cat fight. A fight between two very angry cats that were both spitting mad and looked eager to jump at the first opportunity to start tearing at each other's hair.
"What exactly do you have in mind, Syaoran?" Meilin purred. She narrowed her brown eyes and toyed lazily with the ends of her long, black tresses. "Do you finally admit defeat and want to come home with me?"
"Yeah, Syaoran." Sakura turned cloudy gray-green eyes on him, crossing her arms in front of her. "Tell us. What's do you plan on doing?"
"Err…I mean, I'll…I'll just…let you two handle this…"
Suppressing the urge to crawl under a table and outwait the storm, Syaoran slunk away to a corner of the room like a puppy with his tail tucked between his legs. Okay, just yell 'heel' and call me whipped. Syaoran thought privately, but there is no way in hell that I'm getting in the middle of _that_. For a moment, he wondered wildly when his sweet, cheerful, slightly-afraid-of-Meilin, Sakura had gone to be replaced with this furious shrew, but then again, he knew the makings of a Sakura Storm when he saw one.
It had already been building and festering for all the months that they had been country hopping really. He had seen it in the way she had talked darkly about Meilin's meddling more and more frequently as her seemingly limitless patience wore thin. Every time they had had to take of for a different hiding place, Sakura grew pensive, thinking a little more and fidgeting with her necklace/key just a little too often and wearing a smile that was just a little too grim. Little by little, the anger grew and couldn't be silenced by her innately good nature until…well…
Syaoran looked at Sakura's flushed face and shuddered. She was through running and Meilin was through chasing. They were going to settle this right now, right here and to hell with traditional challenges and being nice.
"Uhh…" Stalling frantically for time, Syaoran asked quickly, "Hey Meilin, where's Touya?"
Meiilin turned a little and gave Syaoran a little smile before cooing, "Touya? You mean your soon-to-be-ex-wife's prick brother? He's somewhere in the city looking for you. Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you." Her gaze swung back to Sakura and her voice got noticeably more menacingly, "This is between me and the home-wrecker."
Sakura laughed briefly, holding out her hand and the air about her began to twist into the glowing mandala shape of her summoning spell. Obediently, the staff stretched and elongated itself to fit her hand and she snapped it down in one hard gesture. "Home-wrecker? Meilin, you're a marriage breaker; I haven't been married half a year and you're already ruining what was supposed to be our happily ever after. I'm not going to stand for it anymore. You want Syaoran, you're gonna have to get past me to get to him!"
Syaoran swallowed hard and started nervously for the window, hoping to catch the eye of some sympathetic pedestrian who would call the cops or something. However, when he peered out of the window, he saw Touya stomping down the street, a death glare painted across his face. Muttering a choice curse on Touya's sexual relationship that was probably anatomically impossible, he dove back under the window, waiting for his brother-in-law to pass by. Unfortunately, the bright flashing lights of Sakura's spells as well as Meilin's distinctive cackling were too conspicuous, and above his head, Syaoran saw Touya peer into the window, garble out a loud "F***ing S**t" and run towards the entrance to the hotel.
"Hmm…" A smile spread across Meilin's wide lips as her whip appeared in one hand and a couple of grenades appeared in the other, "That's an irresistible challenge, Sakura. But don't think I'll take it easy on you...just because you're weak. Let's get this party started!" Suddenly she lunged at Sakura who simultaneously pulled out two cards from her backpack, giving them a twirl for good measure.
"Shield!" She commanded, and the cards dissolved, spraying a silvery pink cloud around her. Her chosen guardians loomed over her protectively before Shield flickered ahead, expertly blocking the whiplashes as a glowing bubble formed around Sakura. Meilin hissed angrily, but Sakura just smiled back. Her lips moved silently and she held her staff out again. Once more, the staff changed, forming a hard metal tip and a sleek, sharp edge. Four fifths of the way down, a hilt and knuckle-guard sprouted from the pole, encircling Sakura's hand to ensure her a better hold on her new weapon.
"Sword card." Meilin muttered. Her eyes flashed like molten lava before she twisted her whip around, coiling it around her forearm and tucking it back into her belt. Well, this isn't going to help…she'll just slice it into little itty bitty bits. "Sooooo…" Meilin smiled brightly, and yanked a pin from one of the grenades with an evil chuckle. "Upsy daisy!"
She tossed one of the green spheres into the air, launching it in Sakura's general direction. Sakura glowered and held her ground. As soon as the grenade was in striking distance, she sprang up and swung her sword hard, the flat of the blade connecting with the explosive projectile with a loud thwack. The force of her swing sent it careening towards the door…
Just as Touya ran in. "Sakura!! I'm here to save-"
"Touya! Watch out!!!"
But it was too late. The grenade clobbered him on the head, causing Sakura's older brother to spin around slightly, a dazed expression on his face. Then, as if that wasn't enough, the high explosive detonated gleefully right in front of his face, blanketing the room in thick, greasy smoke. Sakura started coughing immediately, trying to duck beneath the layer of gray to make her way towards the door, but her eyes watered profusely.
"Oniissan!" She choked out, but apparently, Touya had either fainted or was unconscious because he didn't respond at all. She groped painfully for a card, her fingers stumbling over the golden edges until she found the right one. "Windy, clear the smoke from the room so that we can see!" Sakura threw the card in the air and gave it a sharp tap with her wand. Immediately, she could breathe again, Windy's cool, fresh breeze encircling her lovingly like a concerned mother before racing to the four corners of the room to dispel the clogging smoke.
She gasped, wiping her eyes on her sleeves and started to get up when Meilin's loud "HOHOHOHOHO!" reached her ears, causing her to look around blindly. Meilin was standing (or actually, balancing precariously) on the spire of a church cathedral a street down, carrying a harried looking Syaoran under one arm. She was smirking triumphantly as the wind whistled through her black hair, and ruffled at her shirt…
And she was probably going to lose her balance the longer she stood up there like that.
"Stop it!" Sakura shrieked. The wind was rocking Meilin dangerously where she stood and Sakura wished desperately yet again that Fly was healed enough to go after Meilin.
"What, worried?" Meilin taunted, "I didn't know you cared…"
"Of course I do…You're hurting Syaoran!!"
Meilin scowled, hefting her prisoner more tightly against her. "That's a risk I'm willing to take!" Meilin called back, making Sakura dance in frustration.
"Damned if I'll take that chance…Meilin, you let go of Syaoran right now!!" Sakura yelled, running to the front of the hotel. She barely noticed the building was lacking two of its four sides and the remainder of the insides were burning sullenly or completely charred into black ash and the poor owner of the now decimated building was staring at Sakura with a huge sweatdrop roiling from his forehead.
"Not a chance!" Meilin shot back, "I'll be seeing you [whoa…] around, Saku- [hey, stop squirming] -ra!" Her perfect exit was somewhat spoiled by the fact that she was teetering to and fro on the bell tower, flapping her hands ineffectually all the while trying to hang on to a struggling Syaoran. Finally abandoning her attempt to pose impressively, Meilin scowled and hefting her prisoner over her shoulder, took a flying leap and began jumping from roof to roof to make her escape, cackling all the way.
Sakura began to run after them, but a groan of pain stopped her and she turned to scowl at Touya's inert form, torn between going after the love of her life and saving the life of her well-meaning but generally annoying and meddling brother. He moaned again, a little more piteously and this time, she saw that he was bleeding profusely from a blacked burn mark on the left side of his face where the grenade had exploded.
With a sigh, she grabbed Touya's collar and dragged him out the door, stopping only to ask the still-stunned hotel manager, "Where's the nearest hospital?" When he looked blankly at her, she sighed and pointed at Touya. "He needs help," She enunciated, wishing she could speak Spanish, but the man eventually got her meaning and pointed down the road where a somewhat rundown building dominated the clearance. "Thanks." She paused, then said a little less gruffly, "Sorry for…" She waved in the building's general direction and winced as he turned a long, mournful face to her.
"I'm really sorry," Sakura added unhappily, "I'll come back and help repair it later, ok?"
The man nodded, plainly unbelievingly; he seemed to be afraid of the temper tantrum as well as the mysterious winds and explosions that Sakura could summon at will. Feeling a whole lot guiltier than before, as well as a lot angrier at Meilin and her stupid antics, she continued down the dusty road, muttering under her breath. Behind her, Touya's head and shoulders were probably feeling every bump in the road as she dragged him along, and she frowned.
I hope you're feeling every bit of that, Touya. She thought a bit vengefully, and when you wake up, you better tell me _everything_ that happened…as well as where I can find Meilin and especially Syaoran. Or else…
As if Touya knew she was talking about him, he roused enough to groan under his breath before subsiding into silence again. Sakura merely glowered unsympathetically at him.
"You brought this upon yourself." She told him, "You never know when to mind your own business!" He didn't say anything and she realized how she must look, talking to herself. She sighed again and continued down the street in a much worse mood.
It's days like these…that I wish I had never gotten out of bed.
AN: I luv all of u guyz!! ^_^ Thanks for reviewing and keeping on supporting me…(Yes, I know…the grammar is atrocious) You guyz are the best…gomen for keeping you waiting for this chapter! ^_^;; I had major brain block going on…still do as a matter of fact…^_~
Shouts go out to:
Youjibaricuda: I love you darling!! Thank you for strangling me until I got the next chapter out!!! And where is the next part of that CCS FIC!??? HELLO????!! I've been waiting for more than half a year!!!
Koyuki Aode: YOUR WEISS FIC RULEZ CLARE-CHAN!!! ^_^ And just opinion-wise, that Nagi-molesting jackass must die!! . Poor Schu…having to creep around in his mind…
Leeko-chan (aka Caliko): Oi ma…I love your last chapter!! I can't believe The Box series is over…after all that time you grow up with Esme and go through the insanity of having five gundam pilots as various parental figures (aka father/uncles) as well as necking on the beach with Rob…*sniffles* I LOVE THE ENDING!!!!
Tony: Ohayo, Fearful leader!! If you haven't figured it out, dear…Syaoran's whipped-ness is modeled after thee…^_^ It's okay, I'm not making a statement on your male authority and ego…just your lack of one….(jk) ur still cool in my eyes, even if I never will say it. [what what?? *looks around indignantly* I didn't write that!! I deny everything!!]
Yebisu Beer: Your pervertedness never ceases to amaze me, tamodachi…it's…an inherent gift you have. Or is it just an inherent gift for all teenage boys going through puberty? Well, n'wayz, danke! My stories wouldn't be the same without your…unique…touch. Too bad you don't have time to write the omake, but whenever you have time, okay? Also, her name is AS-KA!! You don't pronounce the "U", baka!! AS-KA!! What kind of EVA fan are you anyway???!!
Aila: Lol…you're right…green tea is healthier and it tastes yummy! Thanks for the suggestion, I actually took it…and it gives me the same high to write off of!! ^_^ M'still as insane as ever…caffeine DOES do strange things to me…
Kenhime: On the off-chance you're reading this, you're the coolest god-sister I could ever hope for…^_~ Tee hee…upload the fic, onegai?? It's good enough already!!
To all other reviewers, writers, and readers past and present, you guyz rock and seriously, you keep writing/reading ALWAYS interesting! And undoubtedly S+S RULEZ in the Cardcaptor fandom!!
