Daphne: "Oh, my gosh! I can't believe it! He likes me! He really likes me!"
Kero: *Sweat drop* "Daphne, I know that you are happy, but I think you have said that enough! I mean, you've been repeating those words for the past eight hours!"
Daphne: "He likes me! He likes me! He…"
Kero: "You're hopeless! You're hopeless! Your hopeless! Ok, since Daphne is a little out there tonight, I will tell the story!
~*~*~*~
Forgotten Past
by: Daphne Li (or Kero in this case!)
Chapter 8.
"But Eriol…"
"No buts! It is your turn to stay with Sakura. The rest of us need some sleep and you are the only one who hasn't done it yet!" Eriol commanded, pointing at a chair beside Sakura's bed. Syaoran looked at the chair helplessly.
"Eriol! She has been unconscious for four days! I think that if she has gone that long…"
"Syaoran, stop it! Sakura is sick! We need to make sure she will be all right! And I think that you are being so mean and selfish and…yes! Especially emotionless! She just saved our Kingdoms and you are refusing to do this little thing to help her?!" Tomoyo practically screamed at him, tears running down her face. Sakura had been quite feverish the past four days and it had everyone in the castle worried. Eriol quickly put his arm around Tomoyo.
"Don't worry. Sakura will be just fine, you'll see! And Syaoran will stay here all night to make sure that she is!" Eriol said, emphasizing the words "will", "all", and "is". He gently led Tomoyo out into the hall, and shut the door, leaving Prince Syaoran to gape after them.
"Eriol you are a BAKA!" Syaoran hissed as he threw himself into the chair beside Sakura's bed. "Watching over a silly commoner!" As he said these words, he looked over at Sakura, and immediately regretted them. Ever since they had gotten back from the battle field, the girl had gone from bad to worse. As he looked at her, he took note of her fever-flushed cheeks and ghostly-pale skin. She seemed like a frail and broken flower, and the sight of her pitiful countenance wrenched the hard Prince's heart. Suddenly, there came a moan from the bed. Syaoran looked over, alarmed, and that was when Sakura started to scream!
~*~*~*~
*Dream*
"Sakura!" Sakura could hear the voice calling her, but when she tried to respond, nothing came out.
"Sakura!" It was dark. The voices echoed horribly and it made her shiver in fear.
"Sakura!" Daddy? Sakura knew this voice! She had heard it all the time when she was very small.
"Sakura." Came another, very familiar voice. A brother. An older brother who tickled her feet and smiled proudly down at her while she lay in her crib. Then came the screams! Loud, echoing screams that seemed to tear her head apart.
"The Huns are attacking! Run! Take her away! Far away!"
"…won't she be safer here?"
"No! Take her away, now! Just remember! She must never know of her true identity!"
"But sir…!"
"Go! Do not return until I come for you! Understand?"
"Yes, sir! We understand. But, sir! What about the boy?"
"He will be fine! You just worry about my daughter! Go! No matter what, I will always
be with you my daughter! Always!"
"NO! Papa! No! Please don't let them take me! Papa! Papa! DADDY!"
*End dream*
~*~*~*~
"DADDY!" Sakura screamed, bolting up from the pillows. She was shacking all over, and for a minute, had no idea where she was.
"Sakura! Sakura it's all right! Calm down, your all right." Syaoran soothed, climbing onto the bed and gently putting his hand on her shoulder. She turned wildly to him, not recognizing him for a moment.
"Prince Syaoran?" She asked shakily. He nodded and gently pushed her back to the pillows, but she weakly protested.
"No! I can't! Daddy! Oh, daddy!" Sakura fell against the pillows, sobbing. Syaoran didn't know what to do.
"Sakura, what happened?" He asked helplessly. She shuddered and her eyes opened wider. She sat up again and looked at him through tear-filled eyes.
"I heard voices! Many voices, all screaming and crying out! And then a boy's voice. And I knew it! I knew that voice, Syaoran! My brother!" Sakura sobbed, reaching for something…anything to give her comfort! Syaoran seemed to sense this, and he gently put his arms around her, realizing for the first time, that she had just called him "Syaoran". She crumpled weakly into his arms and lay there, weeping.
"And then, I heard a voice that…Oh, Syaoran! It was my father's! He was telling someone to take me away! To save me! And they did! They left daddy and my brother behind! I don't know what happened to them!" Sakura wailed, too distraught to say anything more. Syaoran quickly realized that she was working herself into hysterics, so he quickly drew her into his lap and rocked her.
"It was just a dream, Sakura! Just a dream. Don't cry. It will be all right. No one is going to take you away." Syaoran soothed. Sakura gave a shaky sigh and then relaxed in the Prince's embrace. After a few more minutes of small hiccups and tears, Sakura fell back to sleep. She unconsciously nuzzled into Syaoran's arms and gave a quiet sigh of contentment. Now that she was asleep, the Prince found himself in a predicament. A, he had never been in this situation before, so he didn't know what to do next, and B, he found that he didn't really want to let go of the girl! He finally compromised by laying her down on the bed, but then getting in after her and putting his arms around her waist. He breathed deeply the scent of her hair, all cherry blossoms and honey. Then he let his thoughts wander.
'What was I thinking! This girl needs me! And I…I need her!'
~ Wait a moment! Where the heck did that come from? Your softening, you dolt!~
'Can you, for one minute, think about anything but yourself?!'
~ …Well, now that you mention it, she is kind of cute…~
'That is not what I mean! Can you possibly find it in you to maybe soften up a little to this girl?'
~ Hold it, buster! That's like asking me to change what you made me into! I'd be completely loosing my identity! ~
'Then loose your identity, for all I care!'
~ You mean that? ~
'Sure! Why else would I say it?'
~ Your releasing it! ~
'Releasing what?'
~ All of those feelings that you had crushed inside! ~
'Yah, maybe I am…hey, wait! You are actually starting to sound nice!'
~ Well, maybe 'nice' was what I would have been if you hadn't been so stubborn all the time! ~
'You mean if we hadn't been so stubborn.'
~ I guess. You know, I think this is the start of a very nice person! ~ At these words, Syaoran began to smile, just a bit.
"Thank you, conscious!" He breathed, just before he fell asleep.
~*~*~*~
"How do you know if this is going to work?" Tomoyo hissed to Eriol the next morning.
"My dear girl! You underestimate my power!" Eriol teased her, as they quietly walked towards Sakura's bed-chamber.
"Your power?! The only thing you did was command him to stay there, all night!" Tomoyo protested, frowning at him. He gave her a sly smile, and she blushed. "And how many other people are in on this?" She asked, trying to cover up her embarrassment. Eriol's smile grew.
"Well, there is you, and me, not to mention Meiling, Fanren, Fuutie, Feimei, Siefa, and maybe even Kaho, Queen…"
"Fine! I get the point! Practically everyone in the castle is trying to soften the 'Emotionless Prince's' heart. But how do we know if it worked?" Tomoyo asked. Eriol smiled slyly again and pointed at the door to Sakura's chamber.
"There is only one way to find out!" He chuckled. He led her over to the door, and then silently opened it.
"You look first!" He invited, ushering her quietly into the room. Tomoyo suddenly stopped, gasped and pointed at the bed. Eriol followed her gaze and grinned. Sakura lay on her side, and Syaoran lay behind her, his arms about her waist. They both looked so peaceful and calm, but Tomoyo noticed, there were tear-marks on Sakura's face! The poor girl had been crying! Tomoyo quickly shoved Eriol out of the room and shut the door.
"She was crying! Eriol! She…they…" Tomoyo couldn't go on, but Eriol understood what she was trying to say.
"Oh no, my dear! Syaoran would never do that! You see, last night, I was awoken by a scream. I am surprised you didn't hear it! Anyhow, it came from the direction of Sakura's room, so I hurried over there to see what was wrong. I listened through the door, and I heard Sakura crying and Syaoran comforting her! Yes! He was comforting her, and I have a feeling that if I had gone in there, I would have probably seen that poor girl right in his arms!" Eriol gave a delighted chuckle, and Tomoyo gave a happy shriek.
"So it was just a bad dream! And he comforted her? Eriol! It worked! This is so kawaii!" Tomoyo cried, throwing her arms around him and squeezing him tightly. Eriol's face turned beat red, but he willingly returned the hug.
"Now, we had better go tell Meiling! She will want to know!" Tomoyo exclaimed, taking his hand and dragging him down the hall.
~*~*~*~
When Sakura woke up the next morning, memories of the night before immediately flooded through her head. The dream. The screaming! Her father and brother! The tears! Syaoran…!
'Wait! What did I just call him?! Bad, Sakura! Very bad! If you called him that to his face…'
~ Which you did…~
'Oh, no! I did?!'
~ Uh, huh!" ~
'Oh no! Oh no, oh no, oh NO!' Sakura looked wildly about herself, and then realized that there were arms around her waist! She turned her head slightly and saw…Prince Syaoran! He had stayed to comfort her, even after she had fallen asleep! How kind he was! Sakura turned over slowly, and took this opportunity to get a better look at the "Emotionless Prince". His hair was the same as it always was, ever-messy and chestnut in color. But his face had a very much softened look to it and his lips no longer wore their stuck-on-stern expression; on the contrary, if you looked close enough, you could see a faint smile on them! Sakura smiled. He really was quite bishonen! (a/n: handsome). This was a Prince that she was sure that no one, not even his family, had ever seen. She flushed, realizing where her thoughts were heading.
'I had better leave before I get anymore silly ideas in my head!' Sakura thought, moving out of the Prince's arms, and getting out of the bed. She quickly looked around for her over-gown, and found it draped over a chair. She quickly slipped it on and hurried out of the room in search of King Fujitaka.
~*~*~*~
Syaoran felt something softly moving next to him, and he woke up. He didn't dare open his eyes, for fear of startling Sakura. He could feel her eyes studding him carefully, and feel her warm, sweet breath fanning across his face. He wondered what was going through her head. Then he felt her move out of his arms and out of the bed. He immediately felt the cold rush into the place where she had laid, and when he heard the door silently shut behind her, a pang of loneliness hit him with a sudden blast. He sighed, and then turned over, very conscious of the fact that he was in her bed.
"Wait, Syaoran! That is a bit deep! You are moving way too fast!" He groaned, rolling out of the bed and looking down at his crumpled cloths. He gave another sigh, and hurried out of the chamber, to his own. As soon as he had reached it's safety, he collapsed on the bed with a contented sigh. Even if it was forbidden for him to have any emotions, last night had been an exception. Surely something that felt so right, could not possibly be as wrong as the elders described it! Or could it?
~*~*~*~
D.L.
Daphne: "I really hope I put enough S+S in this chapter to satisfy you! I sort of had some inspiration. *SIGH* "Eli!"
Kero: "Eli, Eli, ELI! Everything is Eli, now! Whatever happened to Kero?!"
Daphne: "Kero! Fine! I decided (with a lot of help from my readers! Thanks!) to make this a mushy chapter, Ok?! It had nothing (or little) to do with Eli." (a/n: Yah, right! But hey! I have to humor him, or else he will throw a fit!)
Kero: "I'm happy with that! Now, you look tired. I think this whole 'Eli' thing has you completely exhausted, (and a bit loopy) so you should go to sleep.
Daphne: "Ok, Kero! Well, I hope that you will review this chapter for me! I really need to know what you think! Goodnight!"
Kero: *Sweat drop* "Daphne, I know that you are happy, but I think you have said that enough! I mean, you've been repeating those words for the past eight hours!"
Daphne: "He likes me! He likes me! He…"
Kero: "You're hopeless! You're hopeless! Your hopeless! Ok, since Daphne is a little out there tonight, I will tell the story!
~*~*~*~
Forgotten Past
by: Daphne Li (or Kero in this case!)
Chapter 8.
"But Eriol…"
"No buts! It is your turn to stay with Sakura. The rest of us need some sleep and you are the only one who hasn't done it yet!" Eriol commanded, pointing at a chair beside Sakura's bed. Syaoran looked at the chair helplessly.
"Eriol! She has been unconscious for four days! I think that if she has gone that long…"
"Syaoran, stop it! Sakura is sick! We need to make sure she will be all right! And I think that you are being so mean and selfish and…yes! Especially emotionless! She just saved our Kingdoms and you are refusing to do this little thing to help her?!" Tomoyo practically screamed at him, tears running down her face. Sakura had been quite feverish the past four days and it had everyone in the castle worried. Eriol quickly put his arm around Tomoyo.
"Don't worry. Sakura will be just fine, you'll see! And Syaoran will stay here all night to make sure that she is!" Eriol said, emphasizing the words "will", "all", and "is". He gently led Tomoyo out into the hall, and shut the door, leaving Prince Syaoran to gape after them.
"Eriol you are a BAKA!" Syaoran hissed as he threw himself into the chair beside Sakura's bed. "Watching over a silly commoner!" As he said these words, he looked over at Sakura, and immediately regretted them. Ever since they had gotten back from the battle field, the girl had gone from bad to worse. As he looked at her, he took note of her fever-flushed cheeks and ghostly-pale skin. She seemed like a frail and broken flower, and the sight of her pitiful countenance wrenched the hard Prince's heart. Suddenly, there came a moan from the bed. Syaoran looked over, alarmed, and that was when Sakura started to scream!
~*~*~*~
*Dream*
"Sakura!" Sakura could hear the voice calling her, but when she tried to respond, nothing came out.
"Sakura!" It was dark. The voices echoed horribly and it made her shiver in fear.
"Sakura!" Daddy? Sakura knew this voice! She had heard it all the time when she was very small.
"Sakura." Came another, very familiar voice. A brother. An older brother who tickled her feet and smiled proudly down at her while she lay in her crib. Then came the screams! Loud, echoing screams that seemed to tear her head apart.
"The Huns are attacking! Run! Take her away! Far away!"
"…won't she be safer here?"
"No! Take her away, now! Just remember! She must never know of her true identity!"
"But sir…!"
"Go! Do not return until I come for you! Understand?"
"Yes, sir! We understand. But, sir! What about the boy?"
"He will be fine! You just worry about my daughter! Go! No matter what, I will always
be with you my daughter! Always!"
"NO! Papa! No! Please don't let them take me! Papa! Papa! DADDY!"
*End dream*
~*~*~*~
"DADDY!" Sakura screamed, bolting up from the pillows. She was shacking all over, and for a minute, had no idea where she was.
"Sakura! Sakura it's all right! Calm down, your all right." Syaoran soothed, climbing onto the bed and gently putting his hand on her shoulder. She turned wildly to him, not recognizing him for a moment.
"Prince Syaoran?" She asked shakily. He nodded and gently pushed her back to the pillows, but she weakly protested.
"No! I can't! Daddy! Oh, daddy!" Sakura fell against the pillows, sobbing. Syaoran didn't know what to do.
"Sakura, what happened?" He asked helplessly. She shuddered and her eyes opened wider. She sat up again and looked at him through tear-filled eyes.
"I heard voices! Many voices, all screaming and crying out! And then a boy's voice. And I knew it! I knew that voice, Syaoran! My brother!" Sakura sobbed, reaching for something…anything to give her comfort! Syaoran seemed to sense this, and he gently put his arms around her, realizing for the first time, that she had just called him "Syaoran". She crumpled weakly into his arms and lay there, weeping.
"And then, I heard a voice that…Oh, Syaoran! It was my father's! He was telling someone to take me away! To save me! And they did! They left daddy and my brother behind! I don't know what happened to them!" Sakura wailed, too distraught to say anything more. Syaoran quickly realized that she was working herself into hysterics, so he quickly drew her into his lap and rocked her.
"It was just a dream, Sakura! Just a dream. Don't cry. It will be all right. No one is going to take you away." Syaoran soothed. Sakura gave a shaky sigh and then relaxed in the Prince's embrace. After a few more minutes of small hiccups and tears, Sakura fell back to sleep. She unconsciously nuzzled into Syaoran's arms and gave a quiet sigh of contentment. Now that she was asleep, the Prince found himself in a predicament. A, he had never been in this situation before, so he didn't know what to do next, and B, he found that he didn't really want to let go of the girl! He finally compromised by laying her down on the bed, but then getting in after her and putting his arms around her waist. He breathed deeply the scent of her hair, all cherry blossoms and honey. Then he let his thoughts wander.
'What was I thinking! This girl needs me! And I…I need her!'
~ Wait a moment! Where the heck did that come from? Your softening, you dolt!~
'Can you, for one minute, think about anything but yourself?!'
~ …Well, now that you mention it, she is kind of cute…~
'That is not what I mean! Can you possibly find it in you to maybe soften up a little to this girl?'
~ Hold it, buster! That's like asking me to change what you made me into! I'd be completely loosing my identity! ~
'Then loose your identity, for all I care!'
~ You mean that? ~
'Sure! Why else would I say it?'
~ Your releasing it! ~
'Releasing what?'
~ All of those feelings that you had crushed inside! ~
'Yah, maybe I am…hey, wait! You are actually starting to sound nice!'
~ Well, maybe 'nice' was what I would have been if you hadn't been so stubborn all the time! ~
'You mean if we hadn't been so stubborn.'
~ I guess. You know, I think this is the start of a very nice person! ~ At these words, Syaoran began to smile, just a bit.
"Thank you, conscious!" He breathed, just before he fell asleep.
~*~*~*~
"How do you know if this is going to work?" Tomoyo hissed to Eriol the next morning.
"My dear girl! You underestimate my power!" Eriol teased her, as they quietly walked towards Sakura's bed-chamber.
"Your power?! The only thing you did was command him to stay there, all night!" Tomoyo protested, frowning at him. He gave her a sly smile, and she blushed. "And how many other people are in on this?" She asked, trying to cover up her embarrassment. Eriol's smile grew.
"Well, there is you, and me, not to mention Meiling, Fanren, Fuutie, Feimei, Siefa, and maybe even Kaho, Queen…"
"Fine! I get the point! Practically everyone in the castle is trying to soften the 'Emotionless Prince's' heart. But how do we know if it worked?" Tomoyo asked. Eriol smiled slyly again and pointed at the door to Sakura's chamber.
"There is only one way to find out!" He chuckled. He led her over to the door, and then silently opened it.
"You look first!" He invited, ushering her quietly into the room. Tomoyo suddenly stopped, gasped and pointed at the bed. Eriol followed her gaze and grinned. Sakura lay on her side, and Syaoran lay behind her, his arms about her waist. They both looked so peaceful and calm, but Tomoyo noticed, there were tear-marks on Sakura's face! The poor girl had been crying! Tomoyo quickly shoved Eriol out of the room and shut the door.
"She was crying! Eriol! She…they…" Tomoyo couldn't go on, but Eriol understood what she was trying to say.
"Oh no, my dear! Syaoran would never do that! You see, last night, I was awoken by a scream. I am surprised you didn't hear it! Anyhow, it came from the direction of Sakura's room, so I hurried over there to see what was wrong. I listened through the door, and I heard Sakura crying and Syaoran comforting her! Yes! He was comforting her, and I have a feeling that if I had gone in there, I would have probably seen that poor girl right in his arms!" Eriol gave a delighted chuckle, and Tomoyo gave a happy shriek.
"So it was just a bad dream! And he comforted her? Eriol! It worked! This is so kawaii!" Tomoyo cried, throwing her arms around him and squeezing him tightly. Eriol's face turned beat red, but he willingly returned the hug.
"Now, we had better go tell Meiling! She will want to know!" Tomoyo exclaimed, taking his hand and dragging him down the hall.
~*~*~*~
When Sakura woke up the next morning, memories of the night before immediately flooded through her head. The dream. The screaming! Her father and brother! The tears! Syaoran…!
'Wait! What did I just call him?! Bad, Sakura! Very bad! If you called him that to his face…'
~ Which you did…~
'Oh, no! I did?!'
~ Uh, huh!" ~
'Oh no! Oh no, oh no, oh NO!' Sakura looked wildly about herself, and then realized that there were arms around her waist! She turned her head slightly and saw…Prince Syaoran! He had stayed to comfort her, even after she had fallen asleep! How kind he was! Sakura turned over slowly, and took this opportunity to get a better look at the "Emotionless Prince". His hair was the same as it always was, ever-messy and chestnut in color. But his face had a very much softened look to it and his lips no longer wore their stuck-on-stern expression; on the contrary, if you looked close enough, you could see a faint smile on them! Sakura smiled. He really was quite bishonen! (a/n: handsome). This was a Prince that she was sure that no one, not even his family, had ever seen. She flushed, realizing where her thoughts were heading.
'I had better leave before I get anymore silly ideas in my head!' Sakura thought, moving out of the Prince's arms, and getting out of the bed. She quickly looked around for her over-gown, and found it draped over a chair. She quickly slipped it on and hurried out of the room in search of King Fujitaka.
~*~*~*~
Syaoran felt something softly moving next to him, and he woke up. He didn't dare open his eyes, for fear of startling Sakura. He could feel her eyes studding him carefully, and feel her warm, sweet breath fanning across his face. He wondered what was going through her head. Then he felt her move out of his arms and out of the bed. He immediately felt the cold rush into the place where she had laid, and when he heard the door silently shut behind her, a pang of loneliness hit him with a sudden blast. He sighed, and then turned over, very conscious of the fact that he was in her bed.
"Wait, Syaoran! That is a bit deep! You are moving way too fast!" He groaned, rolling out of the bed and looking down at his crumpled cloths. He gave another sigh, and hurried out of the chamber, to his own. As soon as he had reached it's safety, he collapsed on the bed with a contented sigh. Even if it was forbidden for him to have any emotions, last night had been an exception. Surely something that felt so right, could not possibly be as wrong as the elders described it! Or could it?
~*~*~*~
D.L.
Daphne: "I really hope I put enough S+S in this chapter to satisfy you! I sort of had some inspiration. *SIGH* "Eli!"
Kero: "Eli, Eli, ELI! Everything is Eli, now! Whatever happened to Kero?!"
Daphne: "Kero! Fine! I decided (with a lot of help from my readers! Thanks!) to make this a mushy chapter, Ok?! It had nothing (or little) to do with Eli." (a/n: Yah, right! But hey! I have to humor him, or else he will throw a fit!)
Kero: "I'm happy with that! Now, you look tired. I think this whole 'Eli' thing has you completely exhausted, (and a bit loopy) so you should go to sleep.
Daphne: "Ok, Kero! Well, I hope that you will review this chapter for me! I really need to know what you think! Goodnight!"