*Clears throat* Hi again! Look, another chapter. For the past couple of weeks, I've been trying to figure out where I'm gonna go with this story. Its driving me nuts! Maybe I'll just ask my friends. All though, with the main friends I have, They'll say I'll need to put in Yaoi, Robots, and Heero. Blah. I'll ask them latter anyway. Who knows, they might have a good idea.

I wonder if fanfiction.net has finished doing whatever they where doing to my first couple of chapters. It seems to be taking forever! Bakas.

Only a few people revieded. My fault for taking so long to update, and fanfiction.net for being down so much! Ruri-chan is back with her comments, and your in em, fanfiction.net! Baka! (For some reason I'm obseesed with Ruri, and I don't even like Nadesico that much. Hey! Robots! Sooo the wrong subject!)

I like to give a big, GIANT domo arigato to...

Sakura&Li 4ever

Fanny chan

Daydream

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and ~*princess icestar*~ Did it really seem like hentai to you. Shoot. I tried hard to not make it seem like it. I tried to avoid details, and they where hiding themselves in the water most of the time. Its just I'm trying to keep in a timeline here, and back then, (and in some places still is) it was very common for same sex people to take baths with each other. The Japanese used to have no modesty in that department, so I sort of screwed around with it there. O.o This is becoming complicated, I'll just stop. Tell me again if I do anything else bad, and I'll raise the rating.


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Tomoyo's gaze returned to Shaoran, who was now out of the water, and beginning to follow Eriol. Sakura looked on in fear seeing the wheels in Tomoyo's head at work.

Tomoyo yelled, taking a quick, confidant glance at Sakura. Shaoran stood rigid. Could you please bring us our kimonos? There over there on that tree!

Get them yourself! He replied sharply, and walked off.

Once the guys where out of sight...

Tomoyo, you are pure evil. Do you know that?

I do. She answered. I do. Now. Back to our original subject. Li-san!

Mou, Tomoyo-chan, give it up.

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Cherry Blossoms and Magic

Chapter 10
Dreams of Revelations

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That girl is as bad as Eriol.' Shaoran thought as he hung his wet clothes on the branches of a cherry tree not far from the fire. After the incident in the river, he had changed out of his wet robes into a tanish colored suit. Thoughts of how Tomoyo was purposely taunting him and making him feel uncomfortable where on his mind. He did not look forward to what else she had in store. He wouldn't be surprised if she teamed up with Eriol soon.

Oh come on and lighten up. Your mood right now could rival a tiger with a torn in its foot. Eriol called as he stirred the pot of rice near the fire. The rebels where kind enough to supply them with about a week's worth of rice, along with a pot, and other useful things.

Shaoran only grunted back, which only affirmed Eriol's comment.

Here, have something to eat. You'll be able to at least be capable of some positive thinking if your stomach isn't empty.

Another grunt, but Shaoran walked up to him and took the bowl and chopsticks he offered, then sat down on a blanket, Indian style, near the fire.

As he ate, he watched Kero's nose twitch. The smell of the rice was probably just now getting through his sleep.

Shaoran had no idea why he was so angry. Why? Why was he angry?! It couldn't be all because of that friend of the Sakura girl, could it? It couldn't be, she didn't do enough to get him ang-

Shaoran almost dropped his rice at the sound of her enthusiastic voice. Behind him stood Tomoyo, giant grin on her face. Shaoran only felt more angry. This time at least he knew it was at himself. Being pissed off was allowing people to sneak up on him.

I just wanted to thank you again for helping us out at the lake. She seemed innocent enough, but something was telling his to watch out. As you could see, Sakura and I where in a kind of defenseless situation. Shaoran felt his cheeks burn. Thank you so much! Tomoyo quickly took a low bow, revealing a surprised Sakura standing behind her. He assumed the sudden movement of her friend caught her off guard.

Tomoyo jolted up again. Sakura would like to thank you too! At this, Tomoyo reached behind her, and retched Sakura out before her, hands placed tightly on both of the girls arms. Her friend had her trapped. Its an old Japanese tradition that when a young, unmarried, un-betroved, defenseless maiden is rescued from a very embarrassing situation by a unmarried man, she gives that man a kiss! At this Sakura's eyes bulged out, Tomoyo had a huge grin on her face, and pushed her friend even more towards him.

I've never heard of that tradition in my life! And if it's true, how come you aren't offering kissing anybody! Sakura exclaimed, desperate for an escape.

I will after you, but I wasn't as defenseless as you! I would of taught that perverted kami a lesson in manners and proper etiquette. Then I would of explained to it how kawaii you where and how you couldn't give up your-

Fine, what ever! Sakura did not want to get on that topic. She shot forward out of Tomoyos grasp, and gave Shaoran a quick peck on the cheek before he could do anything. Then she turned to Eriol, and with equal speed gave him one, causing him to beam slightly. After doing so, she humped' over to a spot on the other side of the fire, and made herself a bowl of rice. Unnoticed to Sakura, Shaoran was sitting rigid, staring at his bowl.

Tomoyo looked a bit odd, clearly surprised Sakura went through with it. Then responded with That wasn't a real kiss!

Sakura glared at her, and took in a mouthful of rice, daring her to go on.

Tomoyo knew she was pushing it, so she followed Sakura's example with the pecks on the cheeks, and then took on a bowl of rice as well.

Eriol looked rather pleased with himself. No one could see Shaoran's face. He was looking down at his rice, bangs covering his face from view.

Tomoyo was pleased with the results. Even if Sakura only kissed him on the cheek, she was still satisfied with it. It was most unexpected, and she had already suspected why her friend was acting so strange lately.

They would of ate dinner in silence if it weren't for Eriol.

So, Tomoyo-chan. Tell me more about these types of traditions.

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Sakura opened her eyes to pure blackness. All around her was nothing. There seemed to be no light, yet she could still see herself, and her feet where on ground.

She began.

She felt something, and she turned her head only to find Shaoran next to her. And to her surprise, she realized she was holding his hand. Something told her not to take it away.

Shaoran stared out into the darkness, as if he was looking at something. He didn't seem to hear her call his name.

Sakura repeated. She was getting worried because for some reason she was receiving a feeling that something horrible was about to happen.

He didn't take his eyes off what was getting his attention, and she was convinced something was desperately wrong, and was surprised when he spoke.

All is fated,
all cloudy,
all an endless beginning,
all a search for what vanishes,
all joys grave,
all griefs tearless,
every speech a repetition,
every meeting a first encounter,
all love buried in the heart,
all history poisoned in a dream,
all hope hedged with a doubt,
all faith drowned in lamentation.
Every explosion heralds and instant of stillness,
every death reverberates forever.

After this he remain the same as he was since she came there. She stood there, studying him carefully, but also trying to make sense of what he said. It all seemed too confusing.

A breeze began to blow, and she felt him taking his hand from her. She was about to resist, but the breeze turned suddenly into a torrent of wind, filled with cherry blossoms. It tore away her hold on him, as well as blocking him from her view.

She yelled as she tried to break through the swirling wall of flowers. However, it was in vain. In the tiniest bit she tried, the flowers seemed to follow her. Then, after the few seconds it started, they all fell to the ground. Around her was a dark forest, with what looked liked the outline of cherry trees. Up ahead was an ancient looking one, which seemed to glow with light.

Sakura began to call, looking around for him. She began to run to the cherry tree. Still no sign of him. The tree was defiantly old. It's trunk was wide, about 5 feet in length. The oldest she ever saw in her life. Every once in a while a cherry blossom fell, but she paid little more than a seconds attention on it. She yelled, this time thinking that some how using his first name would get an answer.

She waited a few seconds, but got no reply. He was gone, and she was alone in this odd forest. It looked to be in the valley, except she found it odd that the biggest tree seemed to have light, yet the others looked to be on a moonless night. She hugged herself as she began to walk around, looking for a sign to tell her where she was, and where Shaoran could of went. She had her back to the tree when she heard it.

He's not here.

She spun around, and almost yelled in surprise to see a girl of about ten years old sitting under the tree. Sakura saw she wore what seemed to be a pink kimono, however, if it weren't for Tomoyo, she would of dismissed it then and there, but the kimono itself was very detailed, and the girl having it spread out like it was on display brought even more attention, which caused Sakura to look from the shocking gray-blue eyes to the kimono. It was pink on most of it, but it faded to green towards the bottom. Also, even more impressive was that it had a field of cherry trees along it's hem, stitched in gold. To top things off, the had hair pins with cherry blossoms dangling from them to add to the outfit. All together, with the make of the sleeves, obi, and it's layers, it looked to be from the imperial court of what seemed 200 years ago at least.

You don't have to stay over there, Sakura, and yes, its an old kimono. One from over five hundred years ago.

Sakura eyes must of bulged out at this, because the girl gave off a sweet laugh that seemed to echo off the trees them selves. However, this didn't make Sakura less cautious of the girl. How did you know my name?

The girl stopped laughing suddenly, and studied her intently, and impish smile on her lips. Are you sure that's the question you want answered?

She cocked her head to the side, still smiling. Or that?

The girl's games with questions was making Sakura very uncomfortable. Who are you? And that is a question I want answered.

I'll answer your question, but that one will be a free one. You deserve to know that much. Come, sit. The girl patted the root next to her in saying this. Don't worry, I won't hurt you.

Sakura hesitated for about one second, then went and sat next to her. She decided to risk her safety. Her intuition was telling her to trust the girl, and it usually was not wrong. A movement in the girl's hands diverted her attention, and her eyes where drawn to it. In the girl's hands was a glass orb in which a craftsman had taken careful time to place a single Sakura in the center, preserving it forever. A very expensive toy.

I suppose it was. The girl replied to Sakura's thought, startling her once more. Kero's words, Expect the unexpected came to mind.

The girl giggled again, which changed Sakura's opinion about the girls age again. She wasn't sure how old she was. At times she had the manner of an old woman.

My name is Sakura, like you.

At this Sakura wasn't surprised. It wasn't the first time she had met someone with the same name. It explained all the cherry blossom accessories at least.

Yes, it's a normal name for a girl to have, however, I'm not a girl. Or at least I'm no normal girl. Confusion took over Sakura's face at this statement. I won this whole valley. You can say I'm the valleys princess. Saying this, a childish shine took the girls eyes. How ever, I'm more accurately the Cherry Tree's spirit. I make them all grow to be pretty! She squealed to the end, living up to her youthful appearance.

Unsure of how to answer this, or if she should, Sakura replied. They all are very beautiful.

The girl suddenly jumped up at this. You really think so?!

Sakura responded, uncertain.

Thank you soooo much! You can ask your question now!

Sakura looked at the girl, clearly confused.

A impatiently annoyed face went on the girl. All right, I'll answer that one for free too. I'm also a prophet.

Sakura believed this to some point. It explained at least why she seemed able to read her mind.

Well, ask your question. Her ice eyes bored into her.

At that moment, no one could mistake her for an ordinary girl. If she really wasn't a prophet, what did she have to lose if she played around with it. She began to think what she really wanted to know. A though about her not being able to find Shaoran came to mind, but she dismissed it. It looked like she was in a dream, and if so, then I was still alright. Then a thought of what Eriol said about her soul mate came to mind, but she dismissed it as well. Eriol said she would meet him soon. If she was going to ask a question, she would make it count. What will happen when we reach mount Fuji.

The girl actually looked shocked at this question, for a minute. I don't know if I'm allowed to answer such a thing. With something like that, it can change at any moment! However, seeing the look of disappointment, the girl continued speaking. Still, it doesn't mean I'm not allowed to give hints! Her grin became gargantuous at this.

The girl got up, and stood before Sakura, holding her ball before her stomach, she closed her eyes, and for a second, took a peak at her, showing slits of blue-gray before closing them again. Seconds latter the same eyes opened again, except they weren't the same. They where a pure, glowing white. She opened her mouth, and began to speak in a voice that belong to someone with old age upon them.

When the mount of Fuji's spirit you reach,
you will encounter a challenge you may never meet.
What will happen is unknown even to me,
but with the life of a lover you will see.

Life of a what I'll see? Sakura questioned to make sure she heard right.

The girl blinked a couple times, and her eyes returned to their original blue-gray. She smiled at Sakura, and came up to her, placing her head right next to Sakura's ear.

A lover. She whispered.

She didn't hear it wrong. What more, she was actually getting the feeling the girl was really a prophet.

She heard the girl say, bring Sakura back from her track of thought.

Sakura looked to where the girl was with a , but the girl was gone.

Sakura jolted up from her sleeping mat to come face to face with the yellow face of Kero.

You sure said some odd stuff in your dream and I'm sure interested in what it was about. Kero said suggestively.

Sakura brought her knees to her chest, and blushed heavily.

Me too, Sakura! Tomoyo called from the fire where she was cooking.

Sakura only got redder when Eriol said I think we all would. We where only able heard bits a pieces, but it sounded very interesting. Kero also said you get premonitions in your dreams.

Apparently Eriol was able to hear what ever she had said all the way from where he stood packing the horses with Shaoran, who at the momment, took a glance at her when Eriol said this. Everyone was aware of her dream now.

It was just a dream. She responded in a loud whisper. Just a bad one. Her gaze which she was trying to keep from everyone was drawn to Kero, who looked up to her with his arms crossed, clearly not convinced.

It didn't seem like that to me from what words I picked up. Once, I think I even heard a name said.

How long where you listening to her before you woke me?! Kero was clearly upset at the possibility her could of heard more. He didn't notice that Sakura was at the brightest shade of red he would of ever seen on her.

Sakura was secretly hoping that it was only Tomoyo who heard it. She only remembered calling out one name. But even with Tomoyo hearing it, knowing Tomoyo, she would think of it completely different.

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Sorry it's short. I don't want to start the rest of the stuff, which will be a lot, till the next chapter. I felt this needed it own chapter, and why not start the week with my 10th chapter?! Well, review please, and I'll write the next chapter during math class. I have the feeling my grades in there will drop further, but at least they're better than last year. Anyway, its easier to not get caught not paying attention if your writing, wear as to reading, talking, or note passing. With our without fan fiction, I wouldn't be paying attention to math. Hey, that reminds me. Isn't Sakura's least favorite subject math? Hmmm. Hey, that reminds me. Maybe I should search for a really cute math tutor. Smart cute boys of Palatka High watch out!

I'll try to get the next chapter up soon.


Oh yeah, the poem Shaoran quoted was called All, by Bei Dao.