What Does it Mean .... Love?

Chapter Two - Magic Is A Week Away

Author's Notes: So, what do you think so far? Not bad, huh? This chapter is very interesting, and I think the title gives it away. E-mail me what you think about my story.

T_T I still don't own Card Captors/Card Captor Sakura, but I can only wish.

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Syaoran's P.O.V.:

I felt my hand sweating. There was NO way I could spend all week, and a little more, with Sakura sleeping on top of me, literally.

I heard the bed rails above me creaking as Sakura trashed her stuff on top of the bed. I tried to ignore it, actually I was doing pretty well.

Damn, I should have told her the bunk was taken, and convinced my enemy to take it. I think Eriol would just jump for the chance.

Wait... Eriol. I turned to him. He was helping Tomoyo up the ladder. I felt a pang of deep envy. Actually, I felt like throwing up.

"Wait, wait... slow down, this ladder looks vicious and dangerous!" Eriol snapped.

"Okay, okay! Really, I'm fine!" Tomoyo exclaimed.

"Seriously. It'll only take a second." I felt magic coming from Eriol. "There."

My stomach felt sick, Eriol. Him of all people being NICE! I should have come up with something like that.

I turned to Eriol. He was mouthing to me. I tried to make it out. = So you should have. =

= I swear...= I mouthed.

= Nice...= He smiled.

= What? = I asked.

= Nothing, nothing. Just continue on...= I knew what he'd mouth back. It hit me, again. = My little descendant. =

= Call me that again and you'll be expected a full sized insurance trip to the hospital. = I almost said that out loud. I was just about ready to swing at him, as I held up a clenched fist. I didn't even bother to say infirmary; this punch would hit him so hard... he would HAVE to be brought to the hospital.

I saw him smirking when he totally ignored me.

"None of his business." I mumbled to myself, as I continued to unpack.

Just by the start, I knew sleeping with him, known as Eriol, was going to be a sure-fire problem. Maybe I could... I smiled, my eyes landing on an element. I turned away from them.

"Maybe I should take a break from magic." I didn't mean to say it out loud. I swear!

"Yeah, good idea!" Sakura replied, though there was no question.

"Huh?!" I looked above me to see Sakura. She smiled down at me. It was okay, no cameras, excluding Tomoyo's, so we could talk about that.

I continued. "Yeah, become a normal person."

"Again." Sakura added. Then she remembered. "For me, though."

She knew I studied magic all my life. I couldn't help but smile.

"Well, I guess I have a spell for that." Eriol commented, his voice sounding innocent, again.

My jaw practically dropped. I heard Sakura's follow.

"WHAT?!" We said together, blushing afterwards.

"It's not that hard. I mean, it's just taking magic away for one insignificant week." He continued.

"B-but.." I couldn't help but stammer.

I was about to slap myself on my forehead. Me and my big mouth. I just didn't know if I could survive without my magic. It's a part of me! A part of my life! HOW COULD HE!?!

"Yeah Li!" Tomoyo cheered. "You get to be one of us now! And you too Eriol."

"B-but I-I c-c....." I couldn't stop stammering. I didn't mind the fact Tomoyo called me by my last name. Who had the time to give a damn when your entire life was going to be taken away from you!?

"Sure Eriol." Sakura interrupted. "Are you going to take away YOUR magic too?" She had that questioning look across her face.

I knew there had to be a catch with Sakura giving in so easily. That's when I spoke up. In a quick, uh, sort of way.

"Butwhatifsomethingpopsup?!?" I rushed.

Sakura gently slapped me on the head. It didn't even burn me. "The last time we needed our magic was ... oh... four-five years ago." She reasoned

"B-but..." I stopped knowing I couldn't win this one.

I slapped myself on my forehead. Me and my big, big mouth. I HAD to learn to control my thoughts.

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So there we were. Me, Sakura, and the fallen angel, Eriol. (Syaoran: So he's always been one, still.)

After this, I had to call him that. Tomoyo wasn't in this one, I mean, she doesn't even HAVE any powers! I sighed, this was going to be a long, long week.

I felt a snap of magic. Than nothing. I saw Eriol's hand glowing slightly, as if he was absorbing our magic. As soon as his hand stopped glowing I couldn't stand it. It felt like something was burning inside of me.

I held my head, screaming slightly, unable to keep my balance. Sakura appeared at my side in a flash.

"What's happening to him?!?" She quickly said.

Eriol seemed calm. "He's okay."

I could hardly hear his voice over my screaming.

"His magic's leaving him."

"Why aren't I going through this?" Sakura protested, still watching me from the corner of her eye. She placed her hands on her hip.

I knew Eriol was going to explain this to her in a simple manner. "See, Syaoran here had magic his whole life, you on the other hand had just experienced it for about four years. My little descendant over there had magic, and could use it, all his life. Just take it like this, his magic is being ripped out of him." he said in a calm, cool voice.

"But I'm straight out of Clow Reed!" Sakura fought.

"Be glad you aren't going through this. He's fine."

Sakura frowned. "And why aren't you going through this?"

"Try dying instead." He smiled, walking out the door, probably to go to Tomoyo. (She was somewhere. Just not in here.)

I feel on my knees, unable to keep track of anything, balance, time, who cared?!

I finally cracked. I lost consciousness and fell forward.

"Syaoran!" That was the last word I heard for a while.

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Sakura's P.O.V.:

I felt so scared. Maybe this was a bad idea. I didn't know Syaoran was going to be hurt so much. I looked at my hands, I couldn't feel anything. I mean, any magic flowing through it like it usually did. It felt, weird. That's when I came to Syaoran's bed.

There he was, lying in it. He was breathing and seemed fine. It was just so scary. When I saw him fall onto the floor like that.

Scary.

Syaoran looked so harmless there, but I knew this would change his life for a while. For a week at least.

"Hmm... Sakura..." I blushed and looked at Syaoran. He said my name!

He was waking up! I sat by the side of his bed.

His eyes flashed open. For a second he looked as if he didn't know where he was. He tried to sit up, but I stopped him.

"Sakura? What's going on?" Syaoran asked.

"Don't you remember? No magic for a week, welcome to the land of the 'regular'!" I teased.

"Ha ha." I heard him curse. "Damn. My head feels as if I smashed it against a rock."

"You did." I smiled. I couldn't help it. Seriously!

"What!?!" He looked so alarmed.

"Don't you remember? You feel face first onto the floor."

He nodded. "...no wonder."

"Well you aren't just gonna sit there all day, now are you?" I tugged on his arm.

"Okay! First of all, what time is it?"

I pulled his left arm, and rolled up his sleeve. "Almost lunch time."

I knew he felt foolish, he probably forgot he was wearing a watch. I continued. "You've been sleeping for FIVE whole hours! C'mon! We ARE going to miss all of the fun!"

"Okay! Just lemme dress up or change!" Syaoran argued. "And I'm NOT REGULAR!"

"You're right." I smiled. "More of Sour Cream and Onion."

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It was just picture perfect, in Tomoyo's words, outside. And it was.

The class was already outside placing things here and there. Equipment and what-knots.

I heard Syaoran come out. I turned to look at him. He looked just gorgeous. He was wearing a casual stuff, you know, sort of baggy pants and a windbreaker. To be exact, a yellow windbreaker with the words 'Syaoran' printed with black lettering on the back, and a pair of khaki coloured pants. It looked spectacular on him, especially with the wind in his hair and all that. His hands were inside the pockets of his windbreaker.

I blushed.

"Yo! Syaoran! Give me a hand!" A boy called.

Syaoran ran over to him. I watched when Tomoyo came over.

"He is soo kawaii! I think I'll ask him out." She giggled.

I responded quickly. "You wish! He's mine!"

"See, I KNEW you had a crush on him!"

It was then, when I realized what she was trying to do to me. I blushed.

I looked out into the lake. It was so clear and beautiful, a shiny blue colour. Just like, something, but I couldn't remember what.

I hope we could go swimming.

"Sakura! Tomoyo! Come over here!" Cried a voice.

I ran around the corner to see Rika, Chiharu, and Naoko, they were all in awe. I looked at what they were looking at.

Syaoran came over too, though no one noticed him.

A grave stone.

I yelped and jumped into Syaoran's arms. I blushed madly and got off. I hugged him tightly though. And close to me.

Chiharu crept closer, trying to make out the words.

"April first - to..." She stopped and turned to us. "Sorry guys, I can't make this out."

"Let me try." Naoko protested. She pushed her glasses up a little and bent down to squint at the writing.

"'For my one and only,

I waited to so long,

I wait for the day you return to me,

Why didn't you come?

Still,

Though you almost betrayed me,

I wait,

For Now. And... Eternity.'"

My grasp on Syaoran loosened somehow, when Naoko was reading that, that stuff. I felt like I WAS that girl.

~Syaoran, you almost left me in the darkness, but you came back. This girl, I feel so sorry, her love never... came back.~ I thought, tears suddenly forming in my eyes. I fought to restrain them from coming down.

Naoko continued. " April First to ... -oh wait!" She crept closer. "'The date of her death was never recorded. Her body was found waiting on the shores of the beach, still waiting for her love.'"

"Well, the question is: who is 'she'?" Tomoyo asked, peering at the stone. The name was chipped off.

Everyone stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. That's when Mr. Terada called us. Before I left, a small tear slid down my cheek and a made a slight bow with my head, as if to say: He'll come back, if you only believe in him.

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That was Sakura's one, and true mistake. It was the mistake that would end her life, faster than the trip to death's door. The wind howled softly, and a small voice was heard. From the grave, you could see a slender, transparent, white hand, grasping out the way the students left. The voice cried into the trees, disappearing in the darkness of the twilight.

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Sakura's P.O.V.:

Lunch was fine, just the usual stuff. Anyway, I was still freaked out with all that ghost stuff, what made my skin crawl was all the dates.

April first, ?. The year, I didn't remember, but her birth date, my birth date. We were born on the exact same day, at the exact same time, not a minute, or second, longer. That's what Yamazaki said, anyway.

Time went by really fast. Guess what? It was already after dinner and Yamazaki was telling another terrifying ghost story. I hid my face on Syaoran, not wanting to listen to a word, but his voice rang loudly.

The fire and flashlight was our only source of light. It was already a pitch-black sky.

"The mysterious girl had always been there. She always waited for her one, and ONLY true love. They say that he was the most breath taking men of them all.

'Fiery eyes and sun-painted hair.' Was what they said.

'Tall and heroic, sometimes cold and sometimes soft.'

'And only broke tears for the love who could break his world into a million pieces.'

He was called to fight, somewhere.

And here are the exact words they said:" Yamazaki placed the flashlight under his chin to look like a ghost or something. I was already freaked out, but somehow, I was compelled to hear this part of the story.

"(Girl): You can't go, not now, not ever!

(Guy): I can't stay, they'll catch me, anyhow. But if you want to live, I have to fight. For our world.

(Girl): If you really must go... than fight for me, fight for our ... love.

(Guy): I promise you... forever. I shall return, for you, holding bloodshed in my hands no longer!

(*Door breaks down* *Soldiers come in*)

(Guy): I have to go.

(Girl): You can't! *Grabs his hand tightly*

(Man): Come with us now, the war needs you.

(Girl): Don't take him away!

(Guy): *Won't let go of her hand.*

(Man): *Pulls girl away from her love.* Take him, before...

(Girl): *Interrupts* No! DON'T take him away, he's my world! The only thing I live for! *Tears stream down*

(Guy): *Is being pulled back by soldiers* I'll return! I promise! I will never give up our ...love. Believe in me!

(Girl): *Soldiers leave her in ruins of the house.*

*End of Script* (No, he didn't say: End of Script)

The soldiers left her, on her knees, the beauty fallen. She stayed there and cried, for they had just taken away her love, her world. Taken away ... forever.

And now, to this very day, they say she still looks for her love, not wanting to love another, or ever leaving until she finds him. They say she posses the body of the fairest girl each year so she can search for her love."

"BOO!" Eriol shouted, scaring the heck out of everyone.

"AHHHH!" I screamed and hugged Syaoran. I was so scared that tears flooded down my eyes like a waterfall.

"I guess that's enough spooks for tonight. Sorry about that Sakura." Rika said sympathetically.

I nodded slowly and whispered something under my breath.

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I laid against my bed, tossing and turning. I knew I was probably keeping Syaoran awake.

I decided to take a breath of fresh air. Outside it was cold and scary. I shouldn't have come out.

I heard something crying. I crept closer towards the woods, where I heard it.

Somehow, I stumbled upon the gravestone again.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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Author's Notes: So what do you think? Next chapter is a bit MORE romantic and scarier. I love cliffhangers! R&R and e-mail me what you think! Anyway, continue on. I'm not stopping you!

Okay, maybe the script of the girl and guy was corny, but I'm dead tired.

SIGNS:

= - mouthing

* - movements (Okay, in this one it means movements. I'm probably confusing you so forget I ever mentioned this)