A/N: well here it is the last chapter. I want to thank everyone who has reviewed this fic; your reviews are what keeps me in the fanfic business.
This chapter will have gore, and graphic fight scenes (well as graphic as I can make them). Also be prepared for some S+S and E+T at the end. Well on with the show.
Disclaimer: yes I still do not own CCS.
'Is it possible that she finally went to sleep?' Kero thought to himself as he studied the young woman lying in her bed. Oddly enough Meiling had not objected to being left out of the search for her child. Perhaps it was that fact that kept Kero staring at her motionless form. Meiling wasn't the type to simply give in, so why did she willingly stay behind. Kero couldn't help but believe that the Li Clan had at last destroyed the young wearer's soul, that was the most frightening thought going through his mind.
He fluttered over to the window and peered out. The night was black; darkness was the only thing to see. Darkness that blanketed everything in eerie shadows. The crescent moon hung high in the sky and the small rays it produced were swallowed by the darkness of night. The storm of lighting and wind that shook the earth earlier had passed, and was replaced by stillness.
Kero forced himself to look away from the almost hypnotic darkness, and turn his eyes back to the young woman resting in her bed. But when he looked to where Meiling was suppose to be lying he found her staring at him. She was now sitting on the edge of the bed with an impassive expression on her face. He thought it odd that she was able to move without him hearing her.
Kero found himself being locked into Meiling's powerful gaze. When it felt as though he could hold her stare no longer she spoke. "The others have left haven't they." It wasn't a question; Meiling knew the others had left, but Kero still nodded his head in reply.
As Meiling continued to stare at the tiny guardian Kero found fear rising in him. Meiling had changed just as Li had. Her face was now emotionless, but her eyes held a rage that could not and would not be contained much longer.
Sensing Kero's uneasiness Meiling smiled wearily then rose from her bed and approached him. Kero fluttered up higher so he could meet the tall women's eyes. This was an action that he ended up regretting, for when he looked into Meiling's eyes he found nothing. The rage had vanished and she seemed almost calm.
"Kero." Meiling whispered drawing the guardian out of his wonder. "I'm kind of hungry is there anyway you could make me some soup?" she asked her face not changing from it's expressionless state.
Kero was a bit surprised by the request, but he thought it was understandable. Meiling hadn't eaten all day, and to someone like Kero, who felt if he missed one meal the world would come to an end, going a whole day without eating can really mess you up.
"Okay, but you go back to sleep and I'll bring it up as soon as I'm done." Kero instructed.
Meiling nodded her head shyly and went to lay back down in her bed. Once Kero saw the young woman get settled in her blankets he fluttered out the door and headed to the kitchen.
Meiling listened as the sound of Kero's wings flapping grew fainter once she could no longer hear them she pushed the cover off her body once more and got out of bed. Once she was out of her bed it seemed as though a transformation had occurred in her. She no longer slouched in fear nor did she lower her head but she now stood tall and proud her head held high showing her fair face, which was stern and unforgiving. Her eyes seemed to almost change in color; they went from an enchanting ruby, to a malicious scarlet the color of blood flowing from deep wombs. They were also cold and unforgiving like a storm in winter. Their frosty gaze cold freeze even the bravest of souls.
She looked around her small room until her eyes fell upon Clow's crib. She walked over to where her baby should have been resting. Looking inside it tears began to form in her eyes, the salty droplets burned as she allowed two to fall down her checks. Her hand slowly rose to wipe the tears away, but she stopped half way and looked at them in disgust. There were the scars upon her wrist, though they were faded she could still see them. The marks of her pain and sorrow. She would always bare them even if they faded away from human sight the memory of that night would always be there to remind her of her suffering. She was tiered of suffering; she was tiered of being a victim in this war of hate and terechary.
She turned from her child's crib and walked to her closet. Searching through the articles of clothing almost viciously until she spotted what she was looking for. She pulled out an outfit of black and leather. Smiling to herself she quickly changed from the ragged T-shirt she was wearing into the outfit that Tomoyo had given her only days ago. The outfit was a tight black leather miniskirt, thigh high black leather boots with sliver buckles. There was a tight black spaghetti strapped shirt that showed Meiling firm muscles perfectly, along with two body tattoos in the shape of crimson tears. A large black leather belt with a crimson tear engraved in the sliver buckle hung loosely around her hips. And lastly there was a long black velvet cloak, with a deep crimson satin liner on the inside.
Once she was satisfied that her garments were straight and sacure Meiling returned to her closet and pulled out a large wooden box that had been hidden under piles of clothing on the floor. She opened the box and looked at its contents with a sadistic smile. She had been force like Li to leave ever item of her past behind with the Clan, but like Li, Meiling wasn't very good at following orders. She reached in and pulled out an ancient Chinese sword still held by its leather shaft. This sword had been her fathers and was the only item of his that she still possessed. Taking the sword she attached the shaft to her belt and then stood. The hood of the clock was drawn of her face and gave her the look of a phantom.
She walked gracefully over to the window and then opened it. It was time for her to go on her own hunt. She did not need magic to find her child, and she most defiantly did not need help. She would show no mercy to Clow's kidnappers. Hell's fury shall have no comparison to the wrath she will bring upon those who keep her from her child.
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The Li Clan was now upon Sakura and Eriol. They attacked in full strength not hesitating, nor easing their attack. Eriol held his staff tightly in both hands. He could feel sweat accumulating on his brow as he blocked another attack. The attackers were relentless. Eriol was strong and far more powerful then the combined strength of two of his attackers, but that did little good sense the odds were much higher then two against one.
He could feel three swordsmen lunging for him from deferent direction. Knowing he couldn't block all the attacks at once, he chanted softly. At his command his staff began to glow an eerie red, he lifted the glowing staff and then brought it back down hard. The ground shook as energy spread through it. The energy rose from the ground and entered the bodies of all the attackers near him. The moment the energy swept through them, they burst into flames. Screams of agony could be heard ringing through the night sky as over half of the Li Clan burnt alive.
After Eriol was done with his spell he dropped his staff and fell to the ground in exhaustion. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was Sakura battling hard against her opponents.
Sakura watched as Eriol fell into unconsciousness. The spell he had used took all the strength he had. Now she was left to battle their remaining opponents. Suddenly Sakura screamed out in pain, as she grabbed her left arm tightly. One of her opponents had broken through the Shield Card while she was distracted. She looked down at her arm to see red liquid flowing from where the sword had pierced her.
More of her attackers were beating on the shield, Sakura knew it wouldn't hold much longer. Gathering her strength she pulled her hand away from her injury and tightened her grip on the mystical sword she held proudly in her hand.
As the shield began to brake Sakura took a deep breath gather her will she shouted out to her attackers. "I don't care how many of you there are, I will fight and destroy each and every one of you. If any of you try to run I will hunt you down, and the punishment you receive then will be even greater then what I can deliver tonight. So come and get me!" her threat seem to startle her opponents for a few seconds, and that was all she needed. She took her sword a slaughtered the enemy closes to her. The sword ripped through his flesh and he fell lifeless to the ground.
Seeing this the others resumed their attack upon the shield card with even greater strength. This time the shield broke leaving Sakura venerable. The Li Clan laughed at her gleefully for to them victory seemed near, but Sakura simply stared at them hard, with a malicious smile on her face.
The thoughts running through the young Card Mistress' mind were of battle and justice. 'These are the people that hurt Shaolan and Meiling. These are the people that took Clow, and for that these people will pay.' With those thoughts to guide her actions and fuel her strength Sakura began her on slot of the Li Clan. Cutting down each reachable opponent with agility and speed, Sakura wielded her sword with great skill. Finally only one opponent remained. Sakura's eyes were on fire as she summoned the rest of her strength and pierced her remaining opponent in the heart.
'At last they are all destroyed.' She thought as she fell upon her knees. Dropping the sword she laid her face in her hands and wept. She hide her eyes so she wouldn't have to look upon the mutilated of corpses that laid about her. As she sat amongst the dead she cried, she cried in anger, fear, and relief. Her part was finally over, she had full filled her destiny and now she wanted to rest.
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The night began to grow cold; clouds passed over the moon, moving with the wind and casting shadows upon the earth. The hour was late and all residence of the town were resting peacefully in their warm beds. Each snuggled in their blankets dreaming of the wonderful day to come or living some fantasy that could only be true in a dream.
To Meiling this was a dream, it was just like all the others she had had. The moon dime, the air cool, and the world silent, that was her dream. Silent and cold absent of life, for how could there be life without her child to love. Clow had been stolen from her by a cowardly thief. Just like the fables of old, a thief in the night takes all good children from their mother's arms, but unlike the fable there will be no hero. There will be no strange wandering man to come and rescue the child from Satan's grip, this time the mother shall slay the devil and retrieve her baby. This time the mother will be the victor.
Meiling didn't need the lasin board to find her child; she knew where he was. She could find Clow even if he were in another world. He was close, very close. She could almost picture him, his smiling face and bright eyes. 'I will get my child back.' The young mother thought to herself as she continued to walk through the dark allies of the town. Her black cloak causing her to merge with the shadows, as she walked quietly through the forsaken paths on the outskirts of the town.
As she walked with the stealth of a cat, the feeling of her child's presence grew stronger. She looked around the many backdoors leading to abandon buildings. In one of these decaying structures was her child and the thief who took him. She studied each door as she passed by them silently; none of them lead to her child. Soon she found herself at a dead end with only one door left. She approached the door and laid her hand on it lightly. After a moment she pulled her it away and stared at the door as if to accuse it for helping to keep her from her child. Clow was in this build she was sure of it, but how many others were with him could not be told.
Meiling took a step back and drew her father's sword. Griping the sword tightly she slashed it at the door. The ancient blade sliced through the old door as if it were cutting through cake. Meiling walked through the door leaving the dark and gruesome allies for the dark and decrepit building. She began to walk around, allowing her eyes to adjust to her pitch-black surroundings. She stumbled through the alien rooms searching for her child. The dead silence of the building was begging to frighten her, she couldn't help but feel that she had chosen the wrong building, or perhaps she was wrong altogether and Clow was no where near here. These thoughts of doubt caused grieve to rise in her heart. She must have been mistaken Clow wasn't here, she had failed him.
Suddenly a soft cry broke through Meiling's feelings of doubt. It was Clow her child, he was here. Meiling followed the sound of Clow's cries until she came to another door. Clow was just beyond it; Meiling took a deep breath preparing herself for whatever awaits her on the other side.
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"Sakura!" Kero shouted through the woods. He couldn't believe he had been tricked so easily. Meiling had deceived him, and then took off. 'Boy am I in for it, Shoalan is going to kill me the moment he finds out Meiling has run away. He'll probably take that sword of his and remove my head.' These thoughts kept circling Kero's mind as he desperately searched for his Mistress. "Sakura!" Kero shouted again, and this time was rewarded with a faint reply.
Kero flew in the direction of the small voice and found Sakura sitting under a tree, her arms wrapped around her knees, which were pulled to her chest. "Sakura, are you all right? What happened?" Kero asked with concern.
Sakura didn't answer; instead she waved her arm signaling Kero to look around. As Kero turned his attention from his disturbed Mistress he became aware of the multitude of dead bodies which laid about the clearing. Looked to the right of Sakura, Kero saw Eriol lying a bit further down while Tomoyo looked over his wombs. "Looks like you guys had quiet a night." Kero commented as he turned back to Sakura.
Sakura didn't answer Kero instead she decided to gather some information from him. "Where is Meiling?" she asked almost duly.
Kero immediately snapped back to reality, as he remembered why he was there in the first place. "Meiling ran away, I can't find her anywhere." He almost shouted in response as panic began to return to him.
Sakura stared at Kero her eyes dull. Kero was about to repeat himself when a soft voice answered from behind. "Of course she ran away, you didn't honestly expect Meiling to just sit around while her child's life was in danger did you?" Kero and Sakura looked up to see Tomoyo with Eriol leaning on her for support.
"But Tomoyo, Meiling doesn't even have magical powers, so how is she going to fight against one of the Li Clan's strongest members?" Kero argued back. He had grown very fond of Meiling of the last couple of months, and the thought of her hurt or maybe even killed was very troubling for him.
"Meiling will be fine, she is a lot stronger then you think Kero." Eriol added supporting his girlfriend's words.
"I'm more worried about Shaolan, he is going up against his own mother, and she is the strongest member of the clan." Sakura whispered from where she sat starring at the ground.
Eriol smiled sympathetically at Sakura, he knew how much Li meant to his heir. If something were to happen to him then Sakura would never forgive herself, and she would never move on.
Eriol kept pleading in his mind for Shaolan's life. 'I hope you're all right Shaolan, Sakura needs you. We all need you, you must win this fight.'
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It could have been considered a normal night in the forest, after all everything was the way it always was. Most creatures were snuggled in their nest or dens resting up for another day of foraging. The nocturnal creatures in the forest were scavenging or playing in the few rays of moonlight that pierced through the trees. That was common for a forest, but what made the night so unique were the two figures running through the trees at great speed and stealth. One figure had taken to the air and landed on the branch of an oak tree. Now the first figure jump from branch to branch like a crazed imp moving through the trees as though it were its natural habitat.
The second figure remained on the ground. Clad in all black it moved through the canopy of the forest merging with the shadows cast by the large trees. The figure never seemed to disturb twig or leave. It never once resoled noise on the forest floor, or hit the ground hard enough to make a sound. If one had been watching from a distance it would have appeared as though the figure was floating, but sense no one was there to see no assumptions of sprits in the woods were made.
The figures continued their mad chase until at last they came to a clearing in the center of the large forest. The first figure gracefully leaped from the branch it stood upon and landed lightly on the ground. It then ran a little further into the clearing before turning around to face it's opponent.
The second figure entered the clearing only seconds after the first. After studding his opponent close and making sure she would not try to run again, he drew his sword and stood in a battle ready position. "No more running, face me and we can deiced once and for all the future of the Li Clan." The second figure challenged.
The first figure, a female with long inky black hair and fierce eyes looked upon her opponent and then laughed. "My dear son, do you honestly think you can win a battle against me? And even if you could, do you think you could bring yourself to kill me when it's over?" Yelan asked as a twisted smile formed on her lips.
The first figure didn't budge, his eyes narrowed upon his opponent as he answered. "Don't call me son." Was the only response Yelan got.
Li charged at his shocked mother, taking his sword and aiming for her chest. Yelan quickly drew her sword and blocked the attack only moments before it hit. In a swift motion Yelan drew back and swung her sword aiming for Li's neck. Li ducked and then brought his leg up kicking Yelan in the knee. She struggled backwards then took one of her hands pulled it into a fist and sent it flying. Energy came soaring out of her fist and hit Li hard in the chest. At that moment Li fell backward from the force of the blow. He placed his hand on his chest and then pulled it away; crimson liquid ran down his fingers and dripped to the ground.
Yelan approached Li reading to attack again; she sent another ball of energy flying towards her son. Li jumped up quickly and kneeled on his knees, he then crossed his arms in front of his face just as the energy hit. Dust went every where and Li's form was not visible through the cloud.
Yelan smiled satisfied that she had completed her job, but as the dust settled she found nothing. Li was not there; not even a limb of his body remained to assure Yelan that her son was truly dead. After a moment of staring she convinced herself that Li was simply weaker then she had thought and that her attack had obliterate his body along with his pathetic life.
"You always were a bit of a disappointment." She sneered as she turned to walk away, but once her eyes shifted to what was in front of her she received a shock. There Li stood only a few feet away from her. One hand was still griped at his chest, as blood continued to soak through his shirt. The other hand was also dripping with crimson, Yelan's blast of energy had been mostly stopped by Li's shield, but some of the power broke through and burnt and sliced Li's wrist and hands. Tiny crimson droplets where splattered upon Li's face and caked in his hair, the droplets almost seemed like tear drops of sorrow sprinkling down upon the pure heart of this young worrier.
Yelan was shocked not only to see her son alive, but also to she that the loss of blood didn't weaken him at all. His eyes were still narrowed upon his opponent and his hands were still ready to kill. Yelan griped her sword and sent it flying at her son with a startling cry. Li ducked and the sword flew over his head and landed at the edge of the clearing. Li then dropped his sword and charged at his mother with his fist. Yelan tried to get away but Li grabbed her by the neck and held on tightly. Yelan was too shocked to move she just stood limply as Li griped her by her neck.
"Where is Clow mother?" Li demanded.
"I don't know where the babe is but even if I did I won't tell you!"
At this Li's grip tightened on Yelan's neck, cutting off her air supply for a few moments before he loosened again.
"What's the matter son? You can't even handle the simple task of killing me. You know you want to, you're no different from the rest of us, blood thirsty, power hungry. Eventually fighting your enemies wont be enough for you." Yelan saw Li faultier for a moment, but then his eyes returned to their stone cold gaze. "Well go ahead son snap my neck, kill me. You know you want to." If she was going to die she was at least going to make sure that Li suffers as well.
Li looked at his mother hard then tightened the grip on her neck. Yelan choked and squirmed for a moment, then Li let go and dropped her on the ground. "I am nothing like you. Killing you would only be pity, the rest of the clan is destroyed, and you have nowhere to go. Go live, live with the shame of knowing that you are weaker then I." Li picked up his sword and was about to walk away, but before he did he turned back to his mother and held his sword at her throat. "One last thing, if you ever come near someone I care about again then the pain you put me through will seem like mercy compared to what I will do to you." With that finally threat made, Li began to walk towards the forest.
Yelan stared at her retreating son with fire and grieve in her eyes. She watched as Li entered the shadows of the trees and disappeared. He was right she had nowhere to go. She had betrayed her son, and was too weak to return and rebuild the clan. Her purpose in life was no more.
With a shaking hand she drew out a Chinese dagger that was concealed behind her robe. Taking one last look to where her son had disappeared she brought the dagger up to her chest and thursted it into her heart. Immediately dizziness began to kick in, with two shaky hands she drew the dagger out and then fell completely to the ground. As Yelan lied there feeling her life flow out of her she looked one last time to where Li had left. "Good by my son." Her faint whispered died down with her breathing and then she was gone.
In the forest Li hung his head low, his eyes were still fierce, as he knew justice had won, but his heart was grieving. "Good by mother, may you rest in peace." And with that Li walked off in search of the others.
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Meiling's stomach was in knots as she turned the doorknob to the room where her child was being held. The soft cries from her infant were slowly dyeing down. Meiling opened the door and walked into the room quietly. She looked around her eyes shifting from every asset in the room till at last they rested upon a wooden table that was low to the ground. Upon the table laid her child wrapped in a bundle of silk clothes. Meiling rushed over to where her child was, as tears began to stream down her face. She picked up her baby and held him tightly to her chest, weeping for joy that she at last had him back.
Meiling was so overwhelmed with relief that she didn't notice something moving in the dim light of the room. A figure dressed in Chinese robes walked silently to where the mother held her babe. "What a pleasant sight."
Meiling immediately turned around to see the owner of the mocking voice. Her eyes widened in fear as she took a step away from the man before her. She clutched Clow close to her chest and turned to run out the way she came. When she got to the door she had entered the room through, she found that it had been shut and locked.
"There is nowhere to run my lovely young maiden." The voice laughed at the desperate mother trying to protect her child.
"I won't let you take Clow away from me!" She screeched as she backed into the wall. There was nowhere for her to run, no way to escape this mad man and save her child.
"Clow?" the man repeated thoughtfully to himself. "Interesting choice for a name, but I have no objections. It is only fitting that my son be named after the greatest magician of all time." The elder man smiled then approached Meiling again.
She ran to the opposite side of the room and laid little Clow down. He had fallen asleep in his mother's arms and was now resting peacefully, oblivious to the danger in the room.
"He is not now nor will he ever be your son!" Meiling shouted as she drew her fathers sword from it shaft and prepared for battle.
"Dear woman I do not want to fight the mother of my child. Clow is mine and you should be too. Be my wife, Yelan and young master Shaolan will surely destroy one another. Once they are out of the way we can rebuild the clan to our liking." The man's voice was soft; he could have seemed gentle if it were not for the gleam of treachery that flashed within his blazing eyes.
Meiling shock her head for a moment, the man's voice had placed her into a spell but she could now see what he truly was. "You must be madder then I thought, if you believe I would ever return with a wretch like you!" Meiling's eyes were on fire with the desire of battle. It didn't matter to her that she possessed no magic, this crazed man had given her the will to defeat anything.
The man drew his sword and swung aiming for Meiling neck in an attempt to decapitate her. Meiling brought up her sword to block it, then brought the sword around and slashed the man's face. She cut the man's left eye causing blood to flow out of the womb. The man shouted in anger and thrashed his sword into Meiling's heart.
Meiling screamed out in shock and pain as she fell to the ground. Her breathing became heavy as her pierced muscle drained out her life.
The man stood over Meiling's body with a triumphant smile, sneering as the young mother took her last breaths. Meiling's eyes began to grow heavy; she fought with all her remaining strength to keep them open. She wanted her child, she wanted to hold him but she knew she could not. If she could never hold him again then she at least wanted to see him one last time. Straining her eyes she looked to where her babe slept peacefully. 'Good bye Clow.' She thought wishing with all her will that he could hear her. 'I love you my child.' With these last thoughts circling her head Meiling's eyes shut and all life left her.
The man watched the woman he at one time loved, pass on and leave this world forever. In his crazed and demented mind he had told himself that he had done what was right. Meiling was the mother of his child, and if she didn't want to be with him, then she didn't deserve to live. With this argument in his head the man turned to retrieve his child from the corner where Meiling had laid him.
When the man went to pick up the infant he found that Clow was awake and starring at him with accusing eyes. The young baby's face was harden in anger, and his bright eyes were glowing with rage. The man stood immediately and backed away from where the child was lying. Suddenly Clow's eyes faded from the soft brown that could melt even the coldest of hearts, to a frightening crimson. The red orbs began to glow so bright that you could almost feel heat coming from them. The heat of a blazing fire or intense furnace was raging in this babe's eyes. Suddenly the glow from Clow's eyes began to fill the room, lighting every dark corner with an eerie glow from his glare. The red glow seemed to almost turn into a mist or an impenetrable fog as it began to sift and move towards Meiling's fallen form. Then in the most unbelievable sights the crazed man had seen, Meiling's lifeless body began to absorb the crimson until none of it was left behind.
Slowly Meiling's eyes began to flutter then they opened, her chest began to rise and fall as she took deep breaths like one just waking from the longest rest. Shakily the young women rose to her feet, and picked up her fathers blood stained sword.
The crazed elder watched in amazement and horror as Meiling moved to a fighting position. "How did you do that, it is impossible you were dead!" the man shouted as he griped his sword in fear.
Silence fell upon the room as the man stared in confusion, and Meiling glared in cold hatred. Suddenly the sound was broken by gleeful laughter coming from Clow. The child cooed and giggled, as though he knew all the answers to the universe, and kept everyone a secret.
Meiling smiled at her delightful child then shifted her eyes back to her opponent. "Well if I am dead then you may call me a ghost." Meiling took her sword and thrust it into the man's right arm. She then smiled maliciously as she yanked it out hard. The blow brought the man out of his shock and he took his sword and slung it at Meiling left side.
Meiling back flipped into the air missing the attack and gracefully landed on the table where Clow was first found resting. The man in a fit of rage charged at Meiling with his sword aiming for her stomach. Meiling moved out of the way and the man's sword hit the table and was stuck. Meiling placed her left foot on the sword preventing the man from drawing in back. She then took her blade and held it at his neck.
The man coward away slowly. He had never thought that this fragile you woman could defeat him so easily. Meiling smiled triumphantly, but her eyes remained solemn and cold. "You took my child, took my life so now I am going to take yours." The man tried to run but Meiling chased after him. The elder man turned around just in time to see Meiling's blade connect with his neck.
Meiling sliced through her opponent's neck cutting off his head in one swift blow. The man's head fell to the ground and rolled a few feet away from his fallen body leaving a trail of blood behind it. Meiling stared dully at the decapitated body before her, and then turned to retrieve her now sleeping child. She returned her father's sword to its shaft and picked her child up smiling at his peaceful face.
'Now little Clow we can both have peace.'
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'Peace is what Meiling wanted, and she got her wish. The darkness of the Li Clan was at last destroyed and peace was at last a reality. The battles were hard and it took us time to get over the fact that we had ended lives, but our conscience are clear and rest comes easy to us. Magic is still a great part of our lives and always will be, but it is no longer the thing that defines us.
Tomoyo pursued her dream to be a fashion designer and is now one of the most renowned labels in the world. She and Eriol were married a little over a year ago, and are now expecting a child of their own. Eriol decided to get a real job so he could support his future little girl and Tomoyo. He is now a lecturer at the university where Mr. Fujitaka works. Even though most of his students are younger then him they show him great respect.
Sakura is now going to collage on a full scholarship; she is studying to be an archeologist just like her father. Me, I have had enough with history and ancient secrets, I want to spend the rest of my life learning the secrets of life and enjoying its many wonders. I'm not exactly sure what I want my career in life to be, but I'm still going to school on a full scholarship. And I've made a decision, tonight when I take Sakura out I'm finally going to ask her to marry me. Of course if I don't Eriol said he would put a spell on me that makes me ask, what a friend.
And as for Meiling and Clow I have a feeling that everything will go good for them.'
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"Okay Clow run through those kicks again." Meiling ordered her son with a smile. The five-year-old was so eager to learn what his mother had to teach, and Meiling was happy to take Clow away from Kero for awhile. Yue was beginning to complain about to the pranks the two were pulling on him.
"Hey mother look!" Clow's voice broke through Meiling's thoughts as she looked to where he was pointing. New neighbors were moving in across the street from the Kinomoto residence. One of the new neighbors was a young man, who looked American. He was staring at Meiling from across the street.
Meiling glared back at the young man then waved him over. He blinked almost as though he were awakening from a trance and then slowly walked over. Once he was over Meiling looked at him closely. He was tall and well built with blue eyes and brown shaggy hair.
"Do you have a problem?" Meiling asked once she was done studying the young man. Clow watched his mother closely smiling to himself.
"Um… no I just ah, couldn't help but notice you teaching this boy martial arts." The man blushed a bright red and he spluttered out the words.
Meiling smiled to herself as a thought entered her mind. "This boy is my son Clow, and yes I was teaching him martial arts, well what little bit I know that is." she smiled at the man sweetly. He seemed nice defiantly someone see would want to get to know a little better. "Um do you fight or anything?" Meiling asked sweetly.
"Oh yeah I have been practicing for a couple years now, I've won a few trophies and stuff. By the way my name is James" The young man bragged.
"Meiling." Meiling's smile grew bigger; the guy spoke perfect Japanese so communicating was easy. "Well would you care to sprawl?" she asked innocently.
The guy smiled. "I couldn't. If I hurt you I would never forgive myself." he said honestly. His attraction to Meiling was showing strongly through his tones.
"Oh come on it will be fun I promise." Meiling said seductively.
The man thought for a moment then answered. "Okay but I will go easy on you." He said as he centered himself on the mat and prepared to have a friendly fight with Meiling. Clow could be heard laughing lightly to himself as he watched the fight begging. Two seconds later James was on his back onto of the mat.
His face began to turn red as he looked up at the smiling young woman before him. "You've done this before haven't you." He stated dully.
Meiling smiled then nodded her head yes. Clow was laughing historically at the sight. "That was fun James we must do it again sometime." Meiling mocked good naturally as she turned and walked into the house with Clow.
James stood up breathing heavily; his face was a picture of shock. "I' going to marry that girl." He vowed to himself as he lifted the seen.
The fist chapters of the Card Captor's adventures where filled with fun, grieve and surprises, but the next chapters would truly be ones to remember.
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Okay I wasn't very pleased with the ending, but some people wanted Meiling to end up with some one so I decided to put the last part in. well I am greatly sorry about the delay, but I had testing at school so studying and rest came first.
Well it's over; my first CCS serious is over, I hope that is was enjoyed. As always please reviews, constructive criticism is always welcomed and appreciated.