I'm sorry for the delay… I was racking my brains trying to figure out the best way to write this chapter. Please e-mail or review this story. Any comments, ideas and scrutinizing is welcome. (I might use someone's idea for the S+S mushy parts if they are really good and of course I will say that ______ (person's name) helped me and I dedicate that part to him/her.)
The Master's Stone
Chapter 7
(Still the same day when he started to fight for the Master's Stone. It's just in the evening now. Around dinnertime. Although Syaoran already had his dinner during his little break. )
Syaoran had walked through the door after Gin had disappeared.
Inside this room it was very still. This time there was no booming voice as he came in. Syaoran surveyed the room. On one side of the room was a small table with a scarlet colored pillow on top. In front of that table was a large pillow. It was a deep forest green. Syaoran walked a little closer to the deep forest green pillow. He took a quick glance around the room wondering what he was supposed to do. Then a bright green light came from the scarlet pillow. Out of the light came the Master's Stone.
Syaoran watched it emerge.
"You have passed the first two tests. Be proud you made it to the third. Many fail in the first two tests." The Master's Stone spoke in its old, deep, and wise voice again.
"I give the last test. The third and final one. I do it myself because I don't trust anyone else to judge on the most important element of all in a swordsman." Syaoran was listening to every word carefully.
The dark green stone engulfed the room with a bright green light. Syaoran 's eyes were closed and sitting cross legged on the floor. Or what felt like the floor. He looked like he was meditating but really was far from that.
He thought of his special girl waiting for so long to meet him again.
Then it seemed like he was taken back in time to his past. He saw himself eating noodles Ying had prepared herself. Ying was still a very young girl herself. She laughed at Syaoran with his noodles everywhere. Then came a bright flash of green light.
He saw himself practicing his sword with Ying. He saw his old master from his childhood. This master was a good master too. Enough for the little boy and older girl. They all practiced together. Then another flash of bright green light came. (Another flash)
He saw himself at a playground. Two girls were playing with a big red bouncy ball. He knew them. His young cousin's were approached by a bully. This bully seemed familiar. The bully had kicked the ball and laughed evilly as he saw Syaoran's cousins start to cry. He saw his younger-self run up to the big bully and punch him right into the stomach. Good thing I started martial arts so young. The bully walked away doubled over in pain. He saw himself retrieve the ball for his cousins and saw their happy smiles. (Another flash)
He was practicing his sword skills with a teacher. He didn't remember his name though. It was hard remembering all those names after finishing one teacher after another. (Another flash)
He was at the airport determined to go to Japan and bring back the Clow Cards to his family. (Another flash)
He saw himself fighting with Sakura at recess for the Clow Cards. (Another flash)
Every Clowcard and capture went through his mind.
His girl, Sakura, hugging him.
Then his departure from Japan when he promised to meet her again. Soon. They promised. Sakura had tears in her eyes.
Syaoran's mind suddenly was calm, serene, tranquil, and peaceful. Then he heard what he longed for to be able to go back to Japan.
"Never have I found someone so close to the true master I have been searching for. Many were very close but you have every quality that I have been searching for in a person for so many thousands of years. I truly am just a master's stone. I am like a servant but that is what I was made for. To show, teach, and help one worthy of the ancient secrets. It would be an honor to teach you. Do you accept? Will you accept the title of Master Li Syaoran of the Master's Stone?"
Syaoran felt like he wanted to jump for joy. "Yes. I accept."